Dragon Tamer
Chapter 1149 - Chapter 1149 Chapter 1153 Purgatory Mountain Yanwang Giant

Chapter 1149: Chapter 1153: Purgatory Mountain Yanwang Giant Dragon Chapter 1149: Chapter 1153: Purgatory Mountain Yanwang Giant Dragon In the crossroads of the Underworld, there was an extremely foul smell.

It was like an open-air slaughterhouse, with rotting flesh, decayed innards, and the dung and urine of livestock, intensified by the stubborn stench of sweat from the butchers that never seemed to dissipate.

Zhu Minglang knew that the crossroads of the Underworld were a gathering place for the Ghost Gods, which was a bustling scene for the spirits of the Underworld.

After crossing the Underworld crossroads, the Yama Dragon flew toward a necropolis.

Not all areas of the Underworld were chaotic and dark; some special places existed, albeit fragmented and disordered.

The scene was somewhat reminiscent of a Dream World, where the end of a bustling street led to a chaotic graveyard, and under the well in a desolate courtyard was someone’s home, while next to a clamorous battlefield stood a splendid palace…

It was like a series of unrelated paintings that someone had torn apart and pieced back together.

At this moment, the Yama Dragon kept flying northward from the crossroads of the Underworld, headed for a forest of tombstones.

Huge tombstones stood on the black mire like trees, each one gloomy and terrifying. Even more chilling was the sight of various Tombstone Craftsman Ghosts clinging to the stones, eternally altering their epitaphs, the scars and scratches suggesting they had repeated this task for countless years.

“Friend, what do you think of this one: ‘The green Qi of heaven and earth accompanies me, a hundred thousand Yama frighten the soul’?” the craftsman suddenly turned his head and asked Zhu Minglang, who was hidden within the Wings of the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon.

Zhu Minglang was stunned for a moment, as the craftsman had actually seen him.

However, he seemed not to have detected the living essence on Zhu Minglang.

Most of the spirits were persistent with their obsessions, or as some would say, had a screw loose, doing things that were beyond understanding.

“Yours is a bit too rough; how about something fresh: ‘Even if one’s pride soared to Cloud Heaven in life, in death the grass atop one’s grave stands only two meters tall’?” Zhu Minglang replied casually.

“Not bad, not bad, it’s fitting and meaningful. If I use this one, surely the passing ghosts will take a second glance at my tombstone,” said the Tombstone Craftsman Ghost.

“Oh, by the way, did you see a Yama Dragon fly past here recently? Also, could you tell me, what lies beyond that Stele Forest?” Zhu Minglang asked, taking advantage of the craftsman’s confusion.

“Saw it, you’re talking about that side, right? It’s Purgatory Mountain… How do you write the ‘Xiao’ in ‘Cloud Heaven’?”

“…”

After passing through the Stele Forest, Zhu Minglang realized that the tombstones were indeed too numerous to see the end.

All the Tombstone Craftsman Ghosts were carving there nonstop; the continuous sound of stone grinding was sharp and grating, an auditory torture.

Finally, after leaving that place, Zhu Minglang saw a glowing red mountain.

The shape of the mountain resembled fangs, with various layers of flames spewing from it. There were ordinary flames, cursed death flames, and infernal flames that scorched souls…

Approaching Purgatory Mountain, Zhu Minglang noticed several eerie ropes dangling from the dim sky, sinking into the mountain’s flames, with “people” hanging upside-down on the ropes.

It was like noodles being dropped into a pot of oil; upon seeing this, Zhu Minglang finally understood why it was called Purgatory Mountain.

This was a Purgatory for all one knew, where the souls of those who had committed heinous deeds in life were bound for “roasting”!

At the foot of Purgatory Mountain, Zhu Minglang saw the Yama Dragon.

The Yama Dragon stood at the base of Purgatory Mountain with its Grim Reaper Scythe Wings closed, its head hung low as if it were showing reverence or fear of something.

Zhu Minglang was puzzled; why did the Yama Dragon seem to be “worshipping” the mountain?

Was Purgatory Mountain some sacred place of the Underworld?

As Zhu Minglang approached the Yama Dragon, Purgatory Mountain suddenly shook violently!

Purgatory Mountain began to rise from the ground, as if something was about to emerge from beneath it!

However, after Purgatory Mountain had been propped up, Zhu Minglang saw a giant dragon covered in red nether flames!!

The giant dragon was carrying a mountain, and that mountain was none other than Purgatory Mountain!

The nether flames were like the lava inside a volcano, erupting wildly, and terrible pillars of death flame burrowed out from the cracked ground, causing those “people” who were being tormented to wail in agony.

“Ku!!!!!!”

The Purgatory Mountain giant dragon stood up, and the already enormous Yanwang dragon seemed like a small hillock before it.

When Zhu Minglang clearly made out the ancient god cattle’s horns, the Yanwang’s face, and the scales of death crystal on the Purgatory Mountain giant dragon, he finally realized that the giant dragon carrying the mountain was an elderly Purgatory Mountain Yanwang dragon!!

It didn’t have the Grim Reaper Scythe Wings.

But it was carrying Purgatory Mountain, which was the biggest difference between it and the Yanwang dragon.

Zhu Minglang watched this scene, somewhat horrified.

Now he understood why the Yanwang dragon couldn’t resist the command and, despite Zhu Minglang’s obstruction, had flown into the dark vortex. It turned out to be the call of his father!

This Purgatory Mountain Yanwang giant dragon was obviously the father of the Yanwang dragon!

Earlier, Zhu Minglang had guessed that the Yanwang dragon’s intellect wasn’t fully matured yet.

So, the one ruling over the dark Underworld, the true Yanwang dragon of the Underworld, was clearly this dragon carrying Purgatory Mountain!

Sure enough, both the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon and the Night Empress trembled all over at the sight of this real Yanwang dragon.

The Night Empress knelt on the ground, her slender ghostly figure bowing, presenting a gesture of worship.

The Heavenly Slaughter Dragon wrapped itself in its wings and stood behind Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang took a deep breath…

The Purgatory Mountain Yanwang dragon was probably a Divine King level existence!

Although he couldn’t be sure if it was one of the Four Calamities prophesied, the Purgatory Mountain Yanwang giant dragon was most likely on a par with them.

“Don’t go any closer, if we’re discovered, we’re definitely dead!” Mr. Jinli had already begun to be afraid.

“Of course, I know that,” Zhu Minglang could only watch from afar.

The Yanwang dragon seemed to sense that Zhu Minglang wasn’t far behind it and turned its head to look.

“Ku!!!!!!”

But at that moment, the Purgatory Mountain Yanwang giant dragon let out a roar!

It was like a supremely stern king questioning his own child, asking why it had ended up in such a state!

The Yanwang dragon dared not answer.

“Old Yanwang must have seen the contract bond between you and the Yanwang dragon,” Mr. Jinli said.

“Does Old Yanwang despise Dragon Shepherds?”

“Dragons are proud beings in Dragon Capital; in their eyes, humans are inferior creatures. It might try to forcefully sever your contract with the Yanwang dragon!” Mr. Jinli said.

Zhu Minglang frowned.

It seems that it was the father of the Yanwang dragon who commanded it to betray him, not the Yanwang dragon’s own will.

“But a Dragon Trainer’s contract with a dragon cannot be broken by external forces,” Zhu Minglang said.

“So it might torture the Yanwang dragon, forcing it to sever the soul contract with you. Even though they are father and son, such dragons are mostly cold-hearted and extremely stern and cruel to their offspring,” Mr. Jinli said.

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