Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

The sound of silver wings tearing through the void echoed, growing ever clearer in Lan Xinyu’s ears.

The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc was headed straight for the tavern.

’He’s really here for revenge!’ Seeing this, some of the people who had fled thought to themselves. The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc’s actions confirmed their suspicions!

"He’s dead! That young man in white is dead!"

Watching the Xiaoo Yue Demon King approach, its body blotting out the sun, Zheng Ke burst into unbridled laughter.

He walked out and, looking at Lan Xinyu from a distance, sneered, "You damned bitch, you must regret it now, don’t you? If you had just come with me, you wouldn’t have ended up like this. The Xiaoo Yue Demon King won’t let you go."

Zheng Ke’s laughter was filled with schadenfreude. He couldn’t see Ye Wushuang and assumed he was dead!

Lan Xinyu’s pretty face changed as she watched the Xiaoo Yue Demon King fly toward her.

The Xiaoo Yue Demon King’s sharp eyes were fixed on her. She was certain it was coming for her; she was its target.

BOOM!

Lan Zheng strode out of the tavern in a single step.

"Xinyu, run! I’ll hold it off for you!"

Lan Zheng shouted to Lan Xinyu.

"Father, there’s no escape!" Lan Xinyu said faintly, her gaze falling to the wine she held. It was strong liquor, warmed and freshly poured, still radiating heat.

’The Xiaoo Yue Demon King must have been badly injured in its fight with that young man in white,’

City Lord Zheng thought, his eyes flashing with a cold light as he watched the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc fly through the sky.

The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc looked utterly wretched. It had taken a palm strike and a slash from Ye Wushuang, and many of its feathers were broken.

Noticing this detail, City Lord Zheng grew even more delighted.

’If I seize this chance to kill this beast, not only can I retrieve the treasure, but I can also build my prestige among the citizens. Plus, this creature’s essence blood could greatly boost my power.’

With these thoughts in mind, City Lord Zheng took a step and ascended into the sky.

"You wretched beast! How dare you run wild in my domain! Today, I, the City Lord, will eradicate you on behalf of all the people of Heiyun City!"

A sanctimonious voice suddenly rang out in the air.

Instantly, everyone’s attention was drawn to a majestic, middle-aged figure treading on air, a large black bell hovering over his head.

"Look, it’s the Black Cloud Bell! The City Lord is making his move!"

Seeing City Lord Zheng’s figure, some of the people who had been fleeing in panic stopped in their tracks and looked up at the sky.

"Citizens! I will not allow you to suffer a single bit of harm! I will fight to my last drop of blood to protect everyone and prevent this beast from running rampant in Heiyun City!"

City Lord Zheng’s voice boomed, echoing through every corner of Heiyun City!

His righteous, heroic declaration filled all the citizens with solemn respect!

"The City Lord is mighty!"

"Slay the Demon King and restore peace to Heiyun City!"

Excited shouts rose and fell, one after another, shaking the Nine Heavens!

"What a devoted City Lord, so dedicated to his people. I wonder who it was that wanted to stage a little show with me to squeeze the citizens for their Spirit Stones? And I wonder who it was that offered to deliver his own people right into my mouth."

At this moment, how could the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc not see through City Lord Zheng’s scheme? He had been used as a pawn. It infuriated him.

"You wretched beast, you dare slander me? You’re courting death!"

City Lord Zheng had never imagined the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc would expose him in public. His killing intent flared as he channeled his powerful True Essence into the damaged Black Cloud Bell.

"City Lord Zheng, you’ve exposed yourself without me even trying. I only asked *who* it was, I never said it was you. You seem rather anxious. Are you trying to kill me to silence me?"

The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc sneered.

"You vile beast, you keep slinging mud at me! I will flay you alive!"

City Lord Zheng’s gaze grew colder as he poured all his power into the Black Cloud Bell!

VMMMM!

The Black Cloud Bell shuddered and shot toward the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc.

Black clouds blotted out the sky as it hurtled toward the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc.

"Get lost!"

The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc, already seething with frustration from Ye Wushuang’s two attacks, swept its silver wings horizontally, sending endless silver light streaking down through the void.

In mid-air, the light rapidly converged, forming a colossal silver beam that shot upward.

DONG!

The massive silver beam slammed into the Black Cloud Bell, causing it to clang loudly.

BANG!

Having already been on the verge of shattering from Ye Wushuang’s slash, it instantly disintegrated under the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc’s blow.

A powerful wave of energy also swept down, crashing violently into City Lord Zheng.

PFFT!

City Lord Zheng grunted. His body was severely wounded, and he coughed up mouthfuls of blood as he was sent flying.

’It wasn’t seriously injured!’

City Lord Zheng’s expression changed. Seizing the opportunity, he turned and fled into the distance.

"Hypocrite! Didn’t you just swear you’d fight to the last drop of your blood to protect your citizens? How is it that after a single blow, you’ve abandoned them and fled?"

The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc’s taunt reached the fleeing City Lord Zheng, causing him to spit up another mouthful of blood.

However, he didn’t stop. Instead, he quickened his pace. ’Citizens? In my eyes, they’re nothing but ants. How could their lives be worth more than mine!’

"How could this be!"

The crowd stared, dumbfounded, at the fleeing City Lord Zheng.

What happened to his heroic righteousness? What about his vow to protect them to his last drop of blood?

Why had he now fled all by himself?

The citizens felt a profound sense of irony!

"This is your City Lord, who would personally send his own people to their deaths for his own selfish gain!"

The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc jeered.

BOOM!

Its body continued onward without losing momentum, heading for the tavern.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Beams of silver light shot through the void, raining down and instantly striking at Zheng Ke.

The sneer on Zheng Ke’s face froze.

He tried to flee, but the silver beams were faster. They pierced through his body in an instant, leaving him as dead as could be.

"It’s over! The Xiaoo Yue Demon King is going to slaughter the entire city!"

Seeing Zheng Ke obliterated, all the citizens fell into terror and despair. Gazing at the sky-blotting leviathan, they felt as if they were watching a Fierce Beast about to end the world.

The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc was too fast!

One moment it was high in the sky; the next, it was hovering in front of the tavern. Its massive shadow fell over them, causing those who were about to run to freeze in place.

Looking at the giant beast up close, Lan Xinyu’s hands trembled!

She mustered her courage and looked up at the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc!

As the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc’s enormous body descended lower and lower, a figure in white came into her view!

The figure was all too familiar. Just as before, he stood quietly on the giant roc’s back with his hands behind him. His hair was tied up with a crown, and the Golden Lotus Mark on his brow was as clear as ever.

In Lan Xinyu’s eyes, this figure was like an Emperor from the Nine Heavens—a noble Emperor!

"He... he’s not dead!"

In the distance, the crowd also saw the figure on the giant roc, and their eyes trembled slightly!

Before, the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc’s body had been so large that they couldn’t see Ye Wushuang’s figure when looking up from below.

So, they all thought Ye Wushuang was dead.

But that wasn’t the truth. The one who had been defeated wasn’t Ye Wushuang, but the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc!

BOOM!

The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc’s body transformed into a man in silver clothes, who immediately knelt on the ground the moment he landed.

This scene made everyone’s heart tremble violently.

Ye Wushuang walked down from the air and approached Lan Xinyu.

Lan Xinyu almost didn’t snap back to her senses. It was only when Ye Wushuang was right in front of her that she hurriedly bowed and said, "Sir, the wine is still warm."

As she spoke, her slender, snow-white hand offered the wine to him.