Ling Yun broke ten thousand techniques with a single sword!
In an instant!
The heaven and earth filled with sword Qi—what golden dragons? All of them were obliterated!
Evil Dragon Zhu Jiuyin gave a start, its inner heart beginning to panic. It had already deployed so many ultimate techniques, yet looking at Ling Yun, he was still full of vigor and vitality, and the faint black Qi around his body had never weakened.
Ling Yun burst into wild laughter. "Dragon Soul Power, did you really think that made you invincible?"
Evil Dragon Zhu Jiuyin turned pale with shock, its mouth stammering, "How do you know that? You aren't even of the dragon race."
"Dragon Soul Power is the quintessential power of you dragon clans. Once a dragon race loses its Dragon Soul Power, it becomes a useless dragon, and even cultivation becomes useless."
"Yet when you fought with the Evil Dragon Seal just now, you stimulated the Dragon Soul Power within it, causing this Evil Dragon Seal to transform into a dragon form for attack, making its might even greater!"
"How many golden dragons did you slaughter in order to forge the Evil Dragon Seal, extracting all of their Dragon Soul Powers and fusing them into this seal? You truly are the scum of the dragon race."
"Haha... How many! Over thirty thousand of them once followed me, only to betray me. They were the ones who deserved to die." Evil Dragon Zhu Jiuyin laughed wildly, looking utterly deranged.
Little Irene burst out crying when she heard this.
"The Evil Dragon, truly living up to your name." Ling Yun clapped and applauded.
"Hmph, they were unrighteous first. The dragon race abandoned me. Why am I here? I committed no wrong; it was the Dragon God, the so-called God, who wanted