Overlord Tyrant Dragon, Heavily Wounded and Leaving!

The red sun was setting in the west, and white waves surged into the sky.

The Eight-Armed Evil Dragon, as large as a silver mountain range, sprawled on the beach, staring at the two completely shattered dragon eggs beneath it. Its ghastly green eyes were bloodshot and swollen, practically bursting with rage.

In the boundless fury within its heart, the hideous beast couldn't help but roar deafeningly. The tremendous sound pierced through metal and cracked rocks, soaring straight into the clouds, startling flocks of birds into flight.

As one of the most terrifying sea creatures in legend, a member of the dragon royal family capable of slaying gods upon reaching adulthood, the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon's dragon eggs were not so easily consumed.

Even a demigod, if they rashly swallowed an Eight-Armed Evil Dragon's egg, would be backlashed by the inherently brutal and ferocious Evil Dragon Soul within the egg.

Moreover, the dragon soul after the backlash would not completely dissipate, but would leave a mark. In the eyes of other Eight-Armed Evil Dragons, the marked creature would be as dazzling as a torch in the night.

Once discovered, the enraged Eight-Armed Evil Dragon would let the marked one know what cruelty meant!

But now, the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon could not sense the soul fluctuations of any young dragon nearby, nor could it sense the existence of the mark. Only the crystal-clear, shattered eggshell before it seemed to silently lament its desolation...

The Eight-Armed Evil Dragon Soul nurtured within the dragon egg had actually been completely refined!

The massive silver beast roared to the sky, unable to find the murderer who had killed its offspring! This drove the already brutal and ferocious Eight-Armed Evil Dragon nearly insane.

After a series of mournful howls, it glared with its huge, bloodshot, ghastly green eyes, dragging its massive body, nearly fifty meters tall, and began rampaging everywhere.

The giant Eight-Armed Evil Dragon was like a walking silver mountain range, and nothing could stop its advance. Even the vast coconut groves were instantly destroyed.

But this was far from over.

After destroying the coconut groves, the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon, its anger far from quelled, began to activate its innate divine ability. Under the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon's divine power, the island's climate immediately became abnormal.

"Rumble, rumble..."

Only a series of rumbles were heard as the sky rapidly turned dark. Large patches of dense dark clouds obscured the entire sky, and silver electric snakes flickered between the clouds as torrential rain poured down!

Lightning danced wildly, and hurricanes howled!

Countless towering ancient trees were snapped in the strong hurricane, some even uprooted and swept into the sky tens of thousands of meters above. Everywhere was a scene of impending doom.

The mountain-sized Eight-Armed Evil Dragon exuded a soaring aura of ferocity, and the silver light on its body surface was dazzling to the extreme, beginning to flicker and jump. This was a sign that its divine power was being pushed to its limit.

After a bout of hysterical, frenzied destruction, the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon finally charged into the dense forest area next to the primeval forest.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Under the impact of the mountain-high Eight-Armed Evil Dragon, swaths of trees began to fall, the ground trembled violently, birds were startled, and fierce beasts fled. For a time, the primeval forest was in chaos.

Amidst the chaos, countless fierce beasts that originally lived in the dense forest area began to scatter and flee, many running into the primeval forest area where Bai He and Xiao Chen were.

As if infected, the entire primeval forest area became lively. Whether it was the fierce beasts that originally lived here or those that originally lived in the dense forest area, all were fleeing in panic.

Among the fleeing creatures were not only ordinary beasts at the bottom of the food chain, such as lions, tigers, and elephants, but also powerful and rare primordial species, such as golden lions with divine wings on their backs, three-eyed wolves as large as giant elephants, four-winged golden centipedes nearly three or four meters long, and giant pythons with horns on their heads...

But neither Bai He nor Xiao Chen were in the mood to admire or marvel at the sight. In the face of this terrifying beast tide that had nearly swept through the entire primeval forest, one careless move could lead to being trampled to death!

Hurricanes howled, and lightning flashed and thundered! Although they were far away from the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon, the harsh weather overhead showed no signs of abating.

Along the way, the two had to avoid fierce beasts and trees felled by lightning and hurricanes. Fortunately, Bai He's physique had been transformed by the dragon egg's baptism; otherwise, even with Xiao Chen's help, it would have been difficult to survive in such terrifying chaos.

The Eight-Armed Evil Dragon was still rampaging, and a large number of wild beasts were fleeing everywhere. Under the impact of the nearly endless beast tide, there was no absolutely safe place in the primeval forest, so the two could only hide everywhere.

Finally, the two were lucky enough to find an uninhabited small cave. After blocking the entrance with a large rock, they were finally able to catch their breath.

The Eight-Armed Evil Dragon, having painfully lost two dragon eggs, was noticeably more insane than in the original story. Before it was even late at night, the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon had already stormed out of its territory.

Finally, under the glittering stars, the rampant Eight-Armed Evil Dragon encountered its match: the overlord of the dense inner forest area—the Tyrant Dragon!

It could no longer tolerate outsiders stirring up trouble in its territory, not even the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon, who was also a dragon!

"Roar!..."

Following an equally deafening roar, a earth-shattering sound echoed through the dense inner forest of the wild island.

'In this island, there's actually a powerful beast capable of fighting the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon?!'

Inside the cave, Xiao Chen, the cheap master standing next to Bai He, was shocked upon hearing the sound.

'Heh! You probably don't know that this island is called Dragon Island, and who knows how many wild dragons are inside!'

Bai He curled his lip, a sense of loneliness and isolation rising in his heart, as if he was the only one awake in a world of drunks.

At night, the howling of the wind and the rumble of thunder showed no signs of stopping, but rather intensified.

Around the cave where Bai He was, there were constant wails of dying beasts, victims swept into the high sky by the weather-controlling powers of the two ancient beasts.

Without the shelter of the cave, Xiao Chen and Bai He might not have survived either.

The two ancient beasts fought for an entire night, until dawn, when the sun began to peek out, and the storm finally subsided.

The great battle between the two beasts was finally over.

It was unknown who the victor was, but when the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon, like a silver mountain range, let out a series of low roars and slowly walked past in the distance, dragging its wounded body, Bai He couldn't help but feel a slight sinking in his heart.

It was too badly injured!

The massive ancient beast was covered in lacerations, almost all of the bone spurs on its body were broken, large areas of its silver scales had fallen off, revealing the bloody wounds beneath, only the rear two of its eight arms could walk normally, one eye was almost blind, dripping blood, and half of the sharp silver horn on its head was broken off.

But the Tyrant Dragon, its opponent, probably didn't fare much better, because the bone spurs and sharp silver horns of the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon were also stained with blood, and some of the bone spurs even had small pieces of flesh with cyan scales hanging on them.

'I just hope this doesn't affect the later plot!'

Bai He looked at the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon slowly leaving in the distance, and couldn't help but think worriedly.

He didn't know if the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon that sank countless ships heading to Dragon Island in the Forbidden Sea later on was the one in front of him, but that didn't stop him from worrying.

The sun rose, and they walked out of the cave. All around were towering ancient trees that had fallen to the ground and the corpses of wild animals and beasts that had been smashed into pieces.

This meant that the two of them wouldn't have to worry about food for the next few days.

Stepping on large patches of broken branches and leaves, the two walked cautiously through the primeval forest, surrounded by silence, all the surviving creatures silently licking their wounds.

The journey was uneventful, and the two returned to the sapphire-like lake. The bamboo house that had been built by the lake not long ago had been smashed to pieces by the beast tide and could no longer be lived in.

Bai He looked at the embarrassing scene in front of him and couldn't help but shake his head secretly, but fortunately the bamboo forest next to it was still there, and it could still be rebuilt.

Just as Bai He walked towards the bamboo forest, preparing to start building the bamboo house again, Xiao Chen suddenly turned around and walked to a big tree by the lake, where a piece of white light gauze was fluttering in the wind on a branch.

Taking off the light gauze, Xiao Chen frowned tightly, silent and speechless.

Beside him, Bai He's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

'This seems to be... Zhao Lin'er's? Is the inertia of the plot really that strong? This veil actually ended up blowing over here after all.'