Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 545 Black Dragon King_1

Chapter 545: Chapter 545 Black Dragon King_1

"Young Master, don’t worry about this old servant’s life or death later, just escape if you get the chance!"

The elder obviously prepared himself for a desperate battle, but the strength of the enemy was too formidable, and he did not know whether his efforts would be effective.

"I understand."

Although the young man was panicked, he had not lost his rationality. He clearly understood what their current situation meant, so he absolutely could not let down Grandpa Lin’s earnest efforts.

Moments later, three figures arrived.

One of them was General Blackwheel, who had just left, and the other two were both strong practitioners at the Transcendent Realm Eighth Level.

One was at the intermediate stage of the Transcendent Realm Eighth Level, and the other was at the late stage.

Either of these two had enough strength to kill Elder Lin within a few moves.

"Greetings to the two princes!"

Within the Dragon Clan, the Dragon Emperor held the greatest power and was the strongest; next came the Nine Great Dragon Kings, and it had been this way since the ancient times, which is why this hierarchy had been passed down.

It’s just that the current nine Dragon Kings within the Moon Blossom Pagoda were naturally incomparable to those from the ancient times.

The Black Dragon King was one of the current Nine Great Dragon Kings and was also the reigning Dragon Emperor.

He was the Black Dragon King from the Black Dragon Clan and the Dragon Emperor of the entire Dragon Clan.

The sudden appearance of these two princes from the Black Dragon Clan were the Black Dragon King’s uncles, and their status was exceedingly lofty.

"Dispense with the formalities! You weren’t discovered by anyone else on the way here, were you?"

Asked the prince with only one horn.

"Reporting to the prince, of course not. It’s just that this old man Lin is too cunning, guessing that we meant them harm and trying to flee. Fortunately, the two princes arrived in time—otherwise, it would have indeed been quite troublesome," Scarface reported.

"Hmm, good. As long as no one has discovered us, that’s fine. The things our Black Dragon Clan does still can’t be too overt, otherwise it might anger the other eight Dragon Kings, and that would complicate matters," said the One-horned Prince with a nod, smiling.

"Interesting, it really is the Dragon Clan, and it seems like they are dealing with internal strife."

Ling Xiao had already noticed the situation here and was originally planning to ask for directions, but he encountered this unexpected event on the way and decided to hide and investigate.

Although he did not know the ins and outs of the entire affair, based on the current situation, it seemed the Black Dragon Clan was prepared to completely exterminate the Golden Dragon Clan.

This was something he could not allow.

He had revived the bloodline of the Ancient Golden Dragon, and his own veins carried the blood of the Ancient Golden Dragon. To say he had no connection to this would certainly not be true.

He could ignore other matters, but the affairs of the Golden Dragon Clan, he had to intervene.

However, he was not in a hurry to take action. He preferred to wait for the ultimate timing before acting. In that case, the young Golden Dragon master would be even more grateful to him, and it might make subsequent matters much easier to handle.

Acting too early or too late were both unacceptable.

Too early, and it might seem rash, and the other party might not feel indebted to you.

Too late and it might be too late; if the people were already killed, taking action would be meaningless.

At this moment, he altered his aura and stayed there as though he were a common weed, making it impossible for anyone to sense his presence.

"Prince, what should we do next?" asked General Blackwheel.

"Do you need to ask? Naturally, we eliminate them. As long as that Golden Dragon Young Master is killed, the Golden Dragon Clan will vanish from this world, and our Black Dragon Clan will forever reign over the entire Dragon Clan," the One-horned Prince said with a cold laugh. "And don’t let go of that old man from the Silver Dragon Clan either, deal with him too, to avoid any trouble."

Hearing these words, Elder Lin’s face changed drastically—he feared the worst was about to happen.

"Run!"

Elder Lin bellowed as he grabbed the Young Master of the Golden Dragon and fled towards the distance, willing to break through the barrier of black flames by force if necessary.

Scarface once again blocked their path.

"Get out of the way!"

In a fit of violent anger, Elder Lin roared and, in an instant, one hand transformed into a Dragon Claw and he struck fiercely.

Scarface was no match for him and was sent flying out, vomiting blood.

"Fool, if you had just accepted death obediently, it would have been easier for you. You actually thought of escaping from me, the prince? Ridiculous!"

The One-horned Prince snorted coldly, and the black flames suddenly condensed into a dragon’s head, pouncing towards the youth and the elder.

Elder Lin also roared angrily, still clasping the Young Master Huangjin Long with his left hand while his right hand transformed into a Dragon Claw and struck out, attempting to shatter the dragon’s head.

"A mere firefly dares to shine alongside the bright moon! Overestimating oneself!"

The One-horned Prince sneered, increasing his True Essence slightly. The dragon’s head instantly became more solid, as if real.

Boom!

Crack!

Elder Lin’s arm was completely shattered, and along with his body, he was sent flying.

But even seriously injured, he still desperately protected the Young Master Huangjin Long, refusing to let go.

"You just want my life, don’t you? Don’t hurt Grandpa Lin!"

Seeing that Elder Lin was severely wounded, Young Master Huangjin Long leaped out and roared.

He was young but not weak, already a Martial Artist of the Transcendent Realm Sixth Layer.

However, facing the One-horned Prince at the Transcendent Realm Eighth Tier Late Stage, he was still insignificant.

"Hahaha, commendable filial piety, yet nothing but a reckless brute!"

The One-horned Prince laughed wildly, swooping at Young Master Huangjin Long, his pitch-black Dragon Claw instantly clamped around the young man’s neck.

"To die at the hands of this prince, you can consider your life not wasted."

Pfft!

However, just at that moment, a sword light flew in at the speed of lightning, too fast to cover one’s ears.

The One-horned Prince attempted to dodge, but the sword light was simply too fast, leaving no possibility of evasion, not even giving him time to react.

Crack!

The arm of the One-horned Prince was brutally dismembered, and at the same time, a huge sword scar appeared on the ground, more than ten meters long and about one or two feet wide, looking extremely terrifying.

"No—!"

The One-horned Prince emitted a piercing scream of agony.

He was very clear on how tough the bodies of the Dragon Clan were, but he had not expected that a mere sword light would so easily sever his arm.

Who had come?

How could they be so fearsome?

Could it be a descendent of the Moon Blossom Fairy?

"Dammit, who are you? How dare you strike at our Black Dragon Clan?"

The One-horned Prince glared at the newcomer, roaring in anger.

In his eyes, although the opponent had formidable sword skills, it was just a human after all; how powerful could they be? He estimated they would be strong in offense but weak in defense, and as long as he was careful, there wouldn’t be a problem.

Ling Xiao did not engage with him but instead shielded the youth behind him and casually threw a pill to him, saying, "Take this to your grandfather. It will ensure his life is not in danger."

The pill was acquired in the Moon Blossom Pagoda, possessing miraculous healing effects, much better than the Healing Pills he had crafted.

However, to exchange it for a favor, he felt it was worth it.

"Thank you!"

The youth thanked Ling Xiao and then ran to the elder, feeding him the pill.

Without the slightest doubt.

Because if the newcomer really wanted to harm them, they wouldn’t use such a troublesome method; they could have just ignored the situation, and they would still die.

Moreover, he didn’t have the time to doubt now; he could only trust the newcomer.