The Legend of the Dragon King

Three terrifying helix-shaped balls of energy surged in from three directions. They were Titan Divine Punches, the terrifying attacks of three Limit Douluo.

The vast destructive energy had even surpassed the power of the earlier Metal Storm. All at once, there was an incredible explosion and the entire world seemed to be disintegrating. The apocalypse-like aura had even caused the city located kilometers away to tremor like it was hit by an earthquake.

The nine Great Demons, already severely injured, were instantly blown to pieces by the terrifying blast. This was an all-out attack from three Limit Douluos! They had spared no effort in launching this assault.

The Demon Monarch A Erba was struggling to fend for himself, let alone everything else.

A huge gaping wound had been torn into A Erba’s origin power by the azure-green claw earlier. It was draining frantically as if his defense had been crushed. He had never expected that there was another powerhouse besides the three Limit Douluos that were there. Moreover, after suddenly making her move, this formidable fourth one seemed to have abilities that surpassed him.

The lethal claw annihilated his final hope.

A deep hole over five hundred meters in diameter and a few hundred meters deep appeared on the ground. It reeked with the stench of destruction.

The energy storm around them shattered space to the point that spatial rifts began to appear in the area surrounding the pit. The Titan Giant Ape Clan had rapidly retreated to the distance before the outburst of this final strike. The small number of demonic creatures remaining thought that they would have a chance to rest, yet in the next moment, they were completely ripped to shreds.

In the middle of the pit, the Demon Monarch A Erba, whose entire body was covered by a shield of black light, shook as if he was about to fall. His right arm and the Darkness Demon Sword had already vanished completely. The pair of incomparably gorgeous flaming wings on his back had also vanished without a trace. More than sixty percent of the scales that covered his entire body were crushed, and purple-gold liquid was seeping out from his numerous wounds. His aura had weakened beyond recognition.

The nine Great Demons had all died without leaving behind any corpses or bones. The thick life source produced upon their death rose to the sky before surging into Tang Wulin’s body.

“That’s…that’s impossible. I am the mighty Demon Monarch A Erba. How can I possibly die here? how is that possible? Despicable humans. You have plotted against A Erba. All of you deserve to die. All of you deserve to die.”

Yuanen Zhentian’s eyes were filled with cold radiance. “A Erba, your demonic plane opened up the passage that linked to our home and killed our clansmen ten years ago. Could it be that you have forgotten about that? At the time, my daughter-in-law and members of my family all died at the hands of you and your demons. Today is the time for revenge. Now, it’s your turn to pay the price.”

The severely injured Demon Monarch no longer had any hopes of running away. It was utterly impossible for him to escape when he was under the suppression of three Limit Douluo-ranked powerhouses and the planar law.

“Ten years ago? No, that wasn’t me. A Erba has never come to mankind’s world before. It was Wu Jie that gave me this opportunity. He said that he had come to mankind’s world before, but humans were more powerful than he had imagined. He said that only the mighty A Erba could lead the demon legion into truly conquering this world. B*st*rd. He must possess the gift of prophecy and foresaw that this would happen. It wasn’t me. It wasn’t me. It was not the mighty A Erba that killed your clansmen.”

The Demon Monarch had turned hysterical almost instantaneously, and his words stunned Yuanen Zhentian and his son. It was not him? Was it not him that attacked them all those years ago?

At the thought of it, it seemed that the demon that came this time was quite different from the previous incident. The most powerful creature among the demons the first time was the three-headed hound while the main combat force here was the Great Demons. It seemed to be rather different.

Uh…

Flares pulsated in A Erba’s eyes. He was filled with wild rage and vengeance. What the heck was this?! He was here to gain benefits and he was here to devour life force, yet he had ended up as the Demon Monarch Wu Jie’s scapegoat. It was simply…

They gazed into each other’s eyes. Just as Yuanen Zhentian was about to say something, Er Ming’s coldly said, “Whether it was you or someone else, the purpose of your arrival in Douluo Continent is just the same as the other monarch. You were only bringing death and slaughter. This is a battle of clans. A Erba, die. You can curse your fellow clansman when you’re dead.”

As he spoke, the first ancestor of the Titan Giant Ape Clan transformed himself into a gigantic yellow meteor. He shot straight down from the sky and blasted into the giant hole. A violent boom was heard echoing through the entire place once again.

Screaming in pain, A Erba was finally annihilated by the Titan Strength.

Purple-black radiance dispersed and turned into streams that flew in all directions. It was as if there was something else trying to escape. However, just then, an immense suction force suddenly came from the sky. There was a melodious dragon’s roar filled with dominance as golden light p illuminated the sky.

No one had noticed that Tang Wulin had vanished from the sky and in his place was a gigantic golden dragon.

The golden dragon was over one hundred meters in length. Its entire body was diffusing an overwhelming aura while the Golden Dragon Spear was floating in front of it. The energy from the nine Great Demons and the Demon Monarch A Erba was sucked into the spear almost instantaneously.

The gigantic golden dragon burst forth with piercing golden light at once. Soon after, a violent tremor radiated out from the dragon’s body.

The gigantic golden dragon raised its head and let out a painful roar toward the sky. Gold-red radiance burst out from its body and transformed into a ball of mist that enshrouded it completely.

“Hmm?”

Yuanen Zhentian and his son had just relaxed for a moment before their eyes shifted toward the sky. They were already very confused in regards to Tang Wulin’s ability to absorb the demon legion’s life force, so what was taking place before them Was further beyond their understanding.

Er Ming, who had finished off A Erba, raised his head and looked up to the sky with a solemn expression.

Tang Wulin’s spiritual fluctuation was highly intense. It was apparent that this was not an ordinary situation. He did not understand the reason behind it, but he could tell that this was not a good thing.

Tang Wulin’s aura was frenzied. It was not a good time for Er Ming to meddle. He could only watch as Tang Wulin responded.

On the other hand, Tang Wulin was genuinely incapable of withstanding anymore. Too much life force had surged into his body. He would need to consume a large amount of energy to absorb and convert the energy. The Golden Dragon King Seal seized the opportunity for a breakthrough so he was already rendered incapable of remaining in control.

As a result, he unleashed his martial soul avatar at this crucial juncture and used it to strengthen his endurance in an attempt to resist the strain.

Whatever the case, it was apparent that the matter was not as simple as he thought it was. When the life force came surging into him after the nine Great Demons died in battle, his fourteenth seal had shattered loudly, unable withstand anymore.

At that precise moment, Tang Wulin felt as everything had quieted down. It felt as if he had entered an icy cold world.

An indescribable and unstoppable gush of consciousness surged into his spiritual world.

His mind was in a frenzy, making him want to destroy everything. The terrifying strength instantly filled up every portion of his body, so much that he began absorbing and converting the energy involuntarily.

The process made his body swell up. The Demon Monarch A Erba was killed by Er Ming at that very moment. His remnant spirit and soul power attempted to flee, but it was forcefully absorbed into the Golden Dragon Spear and infused into Tang Wulin’s body.