Magic Dragon Descends, Saving Her

"Was I really going to die here today?" Zhu Zhuqing stared despairingly at the black-clad Soul Ancestors before her. She had completely given up resisting and could only wait quietly for death to arrive.

"I absolutely can't die like this. I can't die here. Sister, I won't let you have your way!" Zhu Zhuqing clenched her teeth. In an instant, she unleashed Martial Soul Possession and launched a fierce attack without hesitation.

But how could a Soul Grandmaster possibly be a match for Soul Ancestors, especially when there was more than one?

The leading black-clad Soul Ancestor watched Zhu Zhuqing charge at him, then suddenly gathered all his strength and threw a punch that struck her squarely in the abdomen.

In an instant, Zhu Zhuqing's body flew backward like a fallen leaf swept away by a gale.

At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing felt unbearable waves of pain surge through her lower abdomen. Her head spun, her vision gradually blurred, and she crashed heavily onto the ground, unable to rise again.

"Miss Zhuqing, why insist on resisting so stubbornly and suffering such needless pain? Wouldn't it be better to die peacefully?" The leading black-clad Soul Ancestor slowly withdrew his fist and released Martial Soul Possession. Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, who lay sprawled on the ground and unable to move, he shook his head and laughed.

Zhu Zhuqing wiped the bright red blood continuously spilling from the corner of her mouth. Her face was cold as frost as she stared straight into the deep night sky, her heart filled with unwillingness. She refused to die such a miserable death.

"Was I truly going to die here? Sister, why was your heart so cruel? Being born into such a family was truly my greatest sorrow."

Ever since she had been old enough to remember, she had never wanted to fight for anything, nor had she ever taken any action toward it. Yet her sister apparently did not see it that way.

Her sister had never treated her kindly. Now that Zhu Zhuqing had secretly left the Star Luo Empire, her sister had even sent people to hunt her down, with no intention of sparing her.

Just as the black-clad Soul Ancestor prepared to kill Zhu Zhuqing, she suddenly shouted toward the vast sky, "I beg you, Senior, please save me! Zhu Zhuqing is willing to serve you with all her heart for the rest of her life. Even if I must brave fire and water or be crushed to pieces, I will not hesitate!"

She did not want to die. She still had things she had not done, things she had not confirmed. Right now, she truly did not want to die!

"Miss Zhuqing, I told you long ago that there was no one else in these remote mountains. Why wouldn't you believe me?" The leading Soul Ancestor raised his bear paw high before bringing it down savagely.

This place lay on the border of the Heaven Dou Empire. How could there possibly be other Soul Masters in these desolate mountains?

Even if there really were other Soul Masters, seeing that the enemy outnumbered them, why would they help Zhu Zhuqing?

Just as the leading Soul Ancestor was about to deliver the killing blow to Zhu Zhuqing, a fierce gale suddenly swept down from the sky. Its winds were sharp and powerful, forcing everyone present to shut their eyes and retreat again and again.

The leading Soul Ancestor tried to press through the howling gale and kill Zhu Zhuqing, but the wind was so ferocious that it sent him flying over a hundred meters away.

"What is going on?" The leading Soul Ancestor looked toward the other Soul Ancestors, who had been blown away by the fierce gale just like him.

This sudden change had come without warning, catching them completely off guard and plunging them into extreme panic. They were utterly unable to deal with it.

A thunderous boom rang out, and the gale abruptly ceased. A towering figure, as majestic as a mountain, appeared before them.

"Th-That... is that a soul beast?!" The leading Soul Ancestor's eyes widened in terror as he stared at the Black Dragon looming like a towering mountain.

The Black Dragon raised its enormous head high and looked down on them with utter disdain, as though they were nothing more than insignificant, feeble ants.

The black dragon stretched for a hundred meters, like a Great Wall beneath the night sky. Its dark dragon scales stood out vividly in the darkness, while its eyes shone like bright lanterns as they fixed upon the crowd.

Its hundred-meter-long body was sleek yet brimming with powerful, imposing force. It opened its blood-filled maw and let out a tremendous roar.

The dragon's cry was like rolling thunder, resounding through the vast heavens and earth and echoing endlessly among the layered mountains of the wilderness.

The sound was immense and deafening, like the deep, powerful hum of a gigantic bell struck with tremendous force.

The dragon's roar was aimed at the Soul Ancestors ahead. Those Soul Masters with weaker Martial Souls and lower Soul Power Levels were instantly left dizzy and disoriented by the deafening cry. Blood spilled from the corners of their mouths before their bodies went limp and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Only the leading Soul Ancestor remained standing, barely supporting himself as he fought to steady his trembling legs. Terror filled his eyes as he stared at those bright, lantern-like pupils.

"Who exactly are you, Senior? Why interfere in the affairs of our Star Luo Empire? Did you intend to make an enemy of the Star Luo Empire? I presume you do not wish to offend the Star Luo Empire either." The leading Soul Ancestor trembled as he forced down the terror overflowing in his heart. Gathering his courage, he coldly questioned the young man standing atop the dragon's head.

At last, he fully understood why Zhu Zhuqing had said those words. There truly had been a powerful Soul Master hidden nearby, watching what was happening. And now, that senior Soul Master who had been observing from the shadows had acted, answering Zhu Zhuqing's plea and choosing to help her.

Though he had no idea how powerful the young man truly was, the black dragon beneath his feet stretched well beyond a hundred meters. From that alone, he could guess that the young man's strength might have reached the level of a Soul Douluo.

With their abilities, they were undoubtedly no match for that young man. All he could hope was that the other party would withdraw of his own accord out of consideration for the Star Luo Empire's prestige.

The leading Soul Master guessed that the powerful Soul Master standing atop the Black Dragon might have come from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, though his Martial Soul had likely mutated.

After all, only the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan could nurture a Soul Master with such a powerful dragon-type Martial Soul.

The leading Soul Ancestor clenched his fists tightly, desperately suppressing the unease churning within his heart as he waited for the young man's answer.