Saint-level Tyrannosaurus

On this day, Kolan discovered a Saint-level dragon—a Saint-level Tyrannosaurus!

The dragon race is primarily divided into ground-dwelling dragons, known for their formidable physical bodies, and aerial dragons, which possess stronger magical power.

The Tyrannosaurus is a peak existence among ground-dwelling dragons, boasting a massive body over a hundred meters long and scales as hard and terrifying as solid rock.

A dark-attribute Saint-level Tyrannosaurus!

"Who are you?" The Tyrannosaurus noticed Kolan, its giant, fire-red eyes, each the size of a carriage wheel, staring straight at him.

"Kolan!" Kolan replied.

"Kolan?" The Tyrannosaurus growled, "I am Puterode of the Magical Beast Mountain Range. Kolan, why have you come to my territory!"

"Puterode, I have come to the Magical Beast Mountain Range to train, and today, I challenge you!" Kolan drew his heavy sword, stating his intent.

"Roar~~" Hellfire suddenly erupted from the eyes of the Tyrannosaurus, Puterode, incinerating the surrounding trees and boulders. "Kolan, I have never heard your name before. I assume you are a newly risen Saint-level expert. Challenging me, Puterode, is an insult to the great Puterode! Today, I will tear you to pieces!"

Saint-level magical beasts possess intelligence even higher than that of ordinary humans.

Especially if they have lived for a long time, they are quite familiar with the experts of the Yulan Continent.

Clearly, the Saint-level Tyrannosaurus had never heard the name 'Kolan' before.

Feeling insulted, the enraged Saint-level Tyrannosaurus surged forward, its massive body accelerating to a terrifying speed.

"Boom!" A sonic boom echoed as the Tyrannosaurus charged to ram Kolan with its fearsome frame.

"What a cunning Tyrannosaurus!" Kolan shifted sideways instantly. This Tyrannosaurus belonged to the peak of the dragon race; its body was incredibly tough, ranking among the most powerful of all dragons.

Compared to the previous Saint-level Purple-Eyed Golden-Haired Ape, this Saint-level Tyrannosaurus was undoubtedly more terrifying.

Even with his own powerful physique, Kolan had no intention of taking a direct hit from the Tyrannosaurus's body.

Just then, a black phantom swept across Kolan's position—it was the tail of the Tyrannosaurus.

"Bang!!"

The terrifying speed of the tail generated massive wind blades that swept outward, slicing through surrounding trees and boulders as if they were tofu, causing the nearby forest to collapse with a thunderous roar.

If the wind blades generated by the mere speed of the tail had such power, how terrifying must the tail itself be?

Even Kolan frowned.

The strength of this Saint-level Tyrannosaurus was immense, a cut above his own current level.

Even with his physical constitution, being struck by that tail would result in either death or severe injury.

Kolan dodged the lashing tail repeatedly.

At that moment, scorching Hellfire erupted from the entire body of the Saint-level Tyrannosaurus, causing the temperature of the surrounding air to spike to a terrifying degree.

To attack, Kolan would have to enter the range of the Hellfire.

It was easy to see that this Saint-level Tyrannosaurus, which had lived for who knows how many years, was as cunning as any human.

Naturally, this did not stump Kolan.

His body was wreathed in rolling waves of energy—a protective barrier formed by his Battle Qi.

Coupled with his powerful physique, the Hellfire posed no threat to him at all.

For other Saint-level experts, maintaining such a barrier would be precarious.

But his barrier was formed from fused Battle Qi, making it entirely different.

"How is this possible? How can you use two different types of elemental energy at the same time!" the Saint-level Tyrannosaurus roared.

Its Hellfire could not penetrate Kolan's barrier.

Furthermore, Kolan's strength and physical durability were unimaginably high.

Other Saint-level magical beasts were simply not on this level.

The Saint-level Tyrannosaurus had lived for over ten thousand years, and in all that time, it had never seen anyone capable of using two different types of elemental energy simultaneously.

Among magical beasts, there were multi-elemental species, but they could not use multiple energies at once; they could only use one type at a time.

For instance, the Hydra possessed the energy of seven elements plus destruction and death, but it could only use them simultaneously because it had nine heads that did not interfere with one another.

As for humans, such a thing was unheard of and unseen.

"Nothing is impossible!" Kolan said. "Puterode, bring out your full strength, or today will be your end!"

"Foolish human, it is you who will die today, not me!" the Saint-level Tyrannosaurus bellowed.

It was immensely powerful; among human Saint-level experts, only a few could compare to it.

As for stronger humans, there were only the High Priest and the War God.

Its powerful scale defense and immense physical strength made it invincible.

Unless one was a God-level expert, no one could defeat it.

Its strength had made it the peak overlord of the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

It wasn't that there were no other Saint-level magical beasts in the mountain range that could rival it, but there was not a single one stronger than it.

Five days and five nights later, the eyes of the Saint-level Tyrannosaurus revealed a look of unwillingness.

However, it no longer had the strength to fight the human before it.

In Kolan's eyes, there was an unconcealable weariness.

Over these five days and five nights, he had been injured more times than he could count, only to recover each time.

Yet, the sense of fatigue continued to wash over him.

Glancing at the Saint-level Tyrannosaurus, Kolan did not kill it, choosing instead to leave.

He couldn't bear to kill such a fine opponent just yet.

He had to admit that this Saint-level Tyrannosaurus was truly powerful; he had used every means at his disposal, save for fusing his Battle Qi, yet he had been unable to inflict any substantial damage upon it.

The strength of this Saint-level Tyrannosaurus was a significant cut above his own.

According to Kolan's estimation, its strength was likely equivalent to the peak of the human Saint-level.

He reckoned that even a human powerhouse at the Saint-level limit would find it difficult to kill it.

Kolan had only managed to drag the fight out until the Saint-level Tyrannosaurus was exhausted by relying on his advantage as a soul mutant.

Of course, this was also a testament to Kolan's own ability; if it had been a life-or-death struggle, he would have been the one laughing at the end.

Kolan departed and arrived at a mountain peak thirty miles away, which stood approximately two thousand meters high, with only a single large tree at its summit.

Kolan summoned three Saint-level Undead Lifeforms to stand guard.

He then lay down beneath the tree and fell into a peaceful sleep.

He could even hear the sound of his own snoring.

He had not slept in a long time, and this slumber allowed him to enter a wondrous state.

It was as if his entire being had returned to the womb, so gentle, warm, and comfortable.

At this moment, his mind was in perfect harmony with the world, as if the world itself were that womb.

He felt at ease, completely relaxed, his entire body utterly at peace.

Without needing to spare a shred of focus to guard against the outside, he felt the tree, sensing the joy of it swaying in the wind as if it were expressing its own happiness.

He felt the birds soaring unrestrained in the sky, swimming through the heavens.

He seemed to see a bird's nest in the tree, where a flying Magic Beast was giving birth, laying an egg.

In this moment, he seemed to understand what life was; the true meaning of life flowed through Kolan's heart like a ray of light.