The Legend of the Dragon King

He drove the car and went on his way. The camouflage system on the Tang Sect fighter vehicle was activated. The surface of the vehicle was covered by a layer of dark blue paint. Under low light, it appeared black. It showed a deep sapphire-like luster under the sun, and was extracted from a mineral. The color was known as cavansite blue. It was corrosion-resistant, and its application strengthened the metals. Some mechas also opted for these materials as their cover paint.

Tang Wulin drove the Tang Sect fighter vehicle and went on the highway at lightning speed. He was headed toward Heaven Dou City.

The feeling between driving a vehicle and riding in one was different. Tang Wulin noticed that the Tang Sect fighter vehicle was very stable and easy to control. He could easily attain the state of being one with the vehicle.

Although it ran at high speeds, it was still stable. In merely two hours, the landmark of Heaven Dou City could already be seen from afar.

It was not known if the Battle Soul Hall had arrested the evil soul masters from the Holy Spirit Cult. The incident at the abandoned factory still weighed heavily on Tang Wulin’s heart. The more he understood the Holy Spirit Cult, the more he realized how threatening they were to society and the Federation at large. Those crooks must be dealt with as soon as possible!

Tang Wulin exited the highway and drove onto the main road leading to Heaven Dou City. The situation was almost similar to the day before yesterday. There were still many victims on both sides of the road. However, they were being taken care of by the official agencies, and their numbers had decreased.

He reckoned that the reconstruction work would take a long time. After all, the damage done was quite extensive. It was inevitable that the Federation harbored animosity toward the Holy Spirit Cult.

As he thought about this, Tang Wulin had already driven into the city center. There was order in the city as police cars were prevalent throughout.

If the police cars were truly effective, there would not have been a surprise attack. Tang Wulin sighed inwardly. In any case, it was better than nothing. At the very least, the city folks would be at ease.

Heaven Dou City’s Blacksmith’s Association remained as the headquarters of the Blacksmith’s Association. Tang Wulin drove his car near the building and stopped after he made a turn into an alley. He alighted from the vehicle and stored it into his storage ring and walked toward the Blacksmith’s Association.

He made it as far as the door before he stopped in his tracks. It was not that he did not want to go in, but the main entrance of the Blacksmith’s Association was jam-packed like a can of sardines.

“Hand over the murderers! Hand over the murderers!” There were at least a thousand people blocking the entrance to the Blacksmith’s Association as they shouted madly. The more agitated folks even picked up stones and began tossing them at the Blacksmith’s Association.

A yellow tape was pulled across the association’s doors. There were policemen stationed behind the yellow tapes trying to maintain order. It was quite obvious that they would soon be overwhelmed by the frenzied crowd.

Tang Wulin was shocked by the scene. He pulled a guy on the periphery aside and was informed by the guy that the Blacksmith’s Association was in deep trouble.

According to the surveillance displays, before the surprise attack on Heaven Dou City occurred, at least a dozen of the terrorists who detonated the fixed soul ammunition were last seen heading into the Blacksmith’s Association.

For a big city such as Heaven Dou City, soul surveillance cameras practically monitored all the major streets. That was why the terrorists were caught on camera.

Even though there was no evidence that the Blacksmith’s Association was related to the Holy Spirit Cult, the footage was leaked by someone who had an agenda. The upset citizens of Heaven Dou City had found a scapegoat and came to the Blacksmith’s Association.

The Blacksmith’s Association’s headquarters had been besieged for many days. The main doors were shut tight currently. There was no question that the incident had dealt a great blow to the reputation of the Blacksmith’s Association.

Tang Wulin’s brows were tightly knitted together. He trusted his uncle master completely. How could the Blacksmith’s Association possibly have any relationship with the evil soul masters? Moreover, how could the surveillance footage be so easily accessed by the public? At the very least, it should not have been made public before the investigation was completed.

When he analyzed the situation calmly, it was obvious that someone had an intention to frame the Blacksmith’s Association!

Tang Wulin could still vividly recall the assassination of his uncle master. Without a doubt, the assassination was related to the Holy Spirit Cult. As the only Divine Craftsman on the continent, his uncle master was a thorn in their side because he would not take instructions from the Holy Spirit Cult. Hence, it was better for them to dispose of him.

The majority of the citizens were driven by their emotions especially those who had lost their loved ones. It was tough for them to control their emotions. It was especially true when the Heaven Dou City’s administrative building was blown up. Almost all the high-ranking city administrative officials died. The new, inexperienced officials blundered as they tried to handle the incident. Who would be in the position to defend the Blacksmith’s Association?

It was under such circumstances that the pressure on the Blacksmith’s Association grew.

What should he do? Tang Wulin’s gaze reflected he was deep in thought. Since he came to know of the problem, he had to think of a way to assist his uncle master.

He was in no hurry to enter the Blacksmith’s Association. Instead, he went to an inconspicuous corner and observed silently.

There were probably a thousand citizens gathered here, and their emotions were running high while they lingered in the vicinity. They had been here for days creating such scenes. Most of the glass windows on the side of the Blacksmith’s Association’s building were shattered.

What was their objective for making such a scene?

If one wanted to handle an incident, one must first analyze it calmly. This was what Old Demon Sloth taught Tang Wulin. His notion was ‘the most brilliant people in the world are the laziest because only the lazy ones will think of ways to conserve time and effort’.

If one did things recklessly when faced with a situation, one would only be wasting time and effort. Only by focusing on a target and achieving victory in one fell swoop could one conserve time and energy. Only then would one have more time to do other things, for instance, sleep.

Tang Wulin did not completely agree with Old Demon Sloth’s statement. Nonetheless, he learned a lot from him on how to go about doing things.

Previously, he would not have any idea on what he should do. He could only go in to look for his master uncle and ask about the Blacksmith’s Association’s current situation.

However, he was much calmer now than he was before. He remained at the hidden corner and observed each and every citizen present who was causing havoc.

With his Spirit Abyss realm spiritual cultivation base, he could easily scrutinize a person in detail. The first thing he did was to ascertain whether there were any soul masters amidst the crowd.

There was not a single soul master to be found among the troublemakers. They were all ordinary people.

However, he did not give up. Instead, he continued his surveillance. After a while, Tang Wulin noticed that there were a few leaders among the citizens who were making a scene.

Each time the shouting citizens took a breather, the leaders would voice out their protests and set off a new wave of uproars.

There were sixteen of them. They distributed themselves throughout the area occupied by the thousand-strong group. Tang Wulin also noticed that these people wore advanced micro-communicators on their ears.

Tang Wulin was quite familiar with this tool’s value. It was not something an ordinary person could afford or would want to buy.

When he concluded his findings, they did not mean a thing when viewed individually, but collectively, a number of things could be proven.

Tang Wulin had no need for detailed evidence.

He turned around and left. He walked toward the darker areas of the street.

“Hand over the murderers! Punish the Blacksmith’s Association!” shouted the citizens at the top of their voices.

“Bring the president of the Blacksmith’s Association out here to give us an explanation!”

“The members of the Blacksmith’s Association should be sent to the guillotine! You band of evil soul masters should just die…”

Shouts of curses punctuated the air.

Suddenly, a figure charged into the crowd quick as lightning. He appeared in an instant. A formless energy was unleashed from his body. Wherever he passed, the crowd was being pushed aside.

A yellow cloak and a yellow mask. He wore a Tang Sect yellow fighter’s badge on his chest.

He raised a hand and grabbed someone from the crowd who was shouting for justice to be served to the murderers.

Shortly after, without waiting for the crowd to react, he suddenly shouted, “There’s nowhere you can run!” Circles of soul rings shone brightly on his body. There were eight rings in total. Two yellows, two purples, and four blacks. The extremely domineering aura erupted from his body.

Gigantic bluish-golden vines which appeared like huge dragons shot out with a whistle. They shot into the skies at first, then they plunged into the crowds. They wrapped themselves firmly around their targets whom they had locked onto earlier.

The thousand-odd people shrieked hysterically because of the sudden, shocking turn of events.

“The Tang Sect’s Battle Soul Hall is capturing the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Cult. There’s no need to be alarmed.” A stunning, spiritual force of the Golden Dragon Roar was contained within Tang Wulin’s voice. He managed to suppress the surprised shouts of the crowd in no time.

The policemen behind the yellow tape ran quickly toward him. When they saw Tang Wulin’s attire, the fighter’s badge on his chest, and the soul rings on his body, they stopped in their tracks abruptly and went no further.