Taking Back the Dragon Pearl

Although she was extremely reluctant to admit it, she had to say that this was the first time Liu Sanniang had felt fear since she became a powerful demon and escaped.

The monstrous Duan Yuan exuded immense pressure; a single sweep of his cold, vertical pupils was enough to render Liu Sanniang completely immobile.

She didn't know why. Duan Yuan wasn't this powerful at first. That sense of fear, seemingly emanating from his blood, was constantly urging Liu Sanniang to submit!

After being overturned along with other once-famous demons, Liu Sanniang fell to the ground, her limbs weak and unable to stand up for a moment.

The monster covered in black scales approached her step by step, its ferocious and terrifying face making Liu Sanniang feel uneasy.

Was that the aura of a dragon? Did Duan Yuan take something from the young dragon to suppress it so forcefully?

Liu Sanniang was oblivious; all she could see in her eyes was the sharp claw that was about to fall on her.

"Sanniang!" someone called her name.

The man who had been arguing with her earlier was also shouting, his voice trembling noticeably. "Sanniang, get out of the way!"

He shouted it so matter-of-factly, and Liu Sanniang wanted to do as he said, but her weak and powerless limbs had already foreshadowed her fate. At this moment, all Liu Sanniang could do was try her best to open her eyes wide and watch how that sharp claw would take her life.

The claws were already upon her, and Liu Sanniang silently closed her eyes.

She heard her companions shouting and a short, sharp breath.

She tilted her head, waiting for the excruciating pain to begin.

However, a breath, two breaths... a long time passed, but the expected excruciating pain still did not occur.

Liu Sanniang suddenly opened her eyes, only to see a black hem of clothing. She looked up and saw a snow-white longsword blocking her way, deflecting the extremely threatening claw from several miles away.

"How are you? Can you still move?" A familiar voice rang in her ears, and for some reason, Liu Sanniang's cheeks involuntarily flushed red.

Having lost face in front of a junior, someone she had targeted many times before, Liu Sanniang felt quite conflicted.

But she immediately forced herself to stand up, unwilling to show her disheveled state. "Of course, how could I not stand up?"

"That's good." Hearing her say that, Sang Ying looked away with relief. "In that case, let's work together to deal with this monster!"

After saying this, Sang Ying raised her sword and charged forward.

Duan Yuan swallowed the Dragon Pearl, using Dragon Pearl power to temporarily transform himself into a monster that was neither dragon nor human. Although the scales covering his body were not as hard as dragon scales, they were not a defense that could be easily broken through.

In addition, since dragons are mythical beasts, Duan Yuan possesses too much dragon-like aura, which inevitably has a suppressive effect on these Demon Race.

But Sang Ying is different. She has an inextricable connection with the Dragon Race, and even the Floating River Sword in her hand was reforged by Jiulian using Bai Qinglong's scales.

Even though the Floating River Sword is not as sharp as the Dragon Abyss Sword Duan Yuan, it could easily peel off Duan Yuan's fake dragon scales.

With Floating River Sword in front and the rest of the Demon Race behind, the group suddenly became coordinated, with Sang Ying taking the lead and the others providing cover.

Although these Demon Race were much less powerful under Duan Yuan's suppression, they were still able to provide assistance to Sang Ying at crucial moments.

Several times when Duan Yuan was about to injure Sang Ying, Liu Sanniang would swing her long tail and deflect his claws. Sang Ying also took the opportunity to sever one of the monster's claws with her sword.

The boy high above coldly observed the scene below, calmly reconnecting with his recently lost Dragon Pearl. He also slowly attempted to detach the Dragon Pearl from Duan Yuan's body.

The Dragon Pearl's anomaly had a significant impact on Duan Yuan. He gained agility and strong defense thanks to the Dragon Pearl. However, if the boy made even the slightest move, Duan Yuan would suddenly lose his strength and make a mistake.

Realizing that Jiang Zhuoxue had already started to make her move, Sang Ying was too lazy to continue playing along with this group.

After noticing that the scales on Duan Yuan's face were starting to fall off, Sang Ying knew she couldn't wait any longer.

With a fierce sweep of her Floating River Sword forced Duan Yuan, who already knew how powerful she was, back to the ruins of the city lord's mansion several miles away. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sang Ying suddenly threw out more than a dozen Sword Qi Ball, and the entire ruins exploded instantly.

Thick smoke and dust obscured everyone's view, with only purple arcs of electricity dancing wildly within it.

The Demon Race had also experienced heavenly tribulations in other small worlds, so they naturally knew what it felt like to be struck by lightning.

Even though they were very concerned about the cloud of smoke that enveloped Sang Ying and Duan Yuan, none of them dared to go forward and investigate.

Elder Xuan, whose beard had been shaved off earlier, stepped forward at this moment. "A Lie, go and blow away all the dust in front!"

Thinking about Sang Ying's sudden act of throwing out the Sword Qi Ball, a few doubts crossed his mind.

The Ah A Lie that Elder Xuan mentioned was the fierce black eagle from before. After receiving Elder Xuan's instructions, he transformed back into his original form, immediately flapped his wings, and summoned a gust of wind. In just a few breaths, the thick dust cloud dissipated instantly.

In the place shrouded in smoke and dust, there was only a blood-soaked corpse, from which a wisp of white smoke rose as it was struck by an electric arc.

The Demon Race had excellent eyesight and immediately recognized the lifeless body as Duan Yuan, the one who had once driven them to the brink of despair.

The woman who had been fiercely fighting with him earlier had long since disappeared.

The Demon Race were filled with doubts and curiosity about what had happened.

Fortunately, the electric arc eventually dissipated. As the oldest and most powerful member of the Demon Race, Elder Xuan took the lead and examined Duan Yuan's corpse. The first thing that came into his view was the bloody and mangled wound on Duan Yuan's abdomen.

"It seems that the female cultivator wasn't a prisoner imprisoned by Duan Yuan at all; she was clearly an accomplice of that escaped young dragon!" Elder Xuan's voice was filled with regret.

He sighed softly. Others might not know, but he understood perfectly well that whatever could transform Duan Yuan into that state and suppress the Demon Race must undoubtedly be the Dragon Pearl of that young dragon.

Elder Xuan had previously planned that if he subdued Duan Yuan, he would give away all the other treasures in the man's possession, keeping only the Dragon Pearl for himself to refine. As a Xuan Turtle, he was also very curious to know what it was like to possess the power of the Dragon Race.

Unfortunately, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. He considered himself the mantis, but he never expected that the seemingly ordinary female cultivator was actually a formidable oriole.

"Elder Xuan, Duan Yuan is dead. What do we do now?" The man, enduring his injuries, stepped forward and asked.

Elder Xuan glanced towards the city gate and casually said, "Let's proceed according to the original plan. Anyway, Corpse Soul City is now practically our territory."

After tonight, the secret of that young dragon will be buried with Duan Yuan's death.

As for them, they are merely minor figures in this turmoil.