Chapter 197: Dragon-Slaying Battle

Fall down for me!

Mu Yi's hand produced a dragon-slaying spear, then he hurled it with great force.

To shoot a person, first shoot the horse; to slay a dragon, first break its wings.

The dragon-slaying wisdom imparted by La Ge Na, Mu Yi has always kept in mind.

The white dragon, whose strength was suppressed by cloud energy, felt bewildered; mortal danger had arrived, but as the spear was about to pierce the dragon's wing, a beam of light shot from the dragon's back, the spear vanished from its spot and instantly appeared in Xin Ya's hand.

"Without this, do you still have the courage to face Jia Gu Li Kai!"

Xin Ya, holding two dragon-slaying spears and standing atop the white dragon's head, roared wildly.

Mu Yi's face darkened; truly, guarding against thieves day and night is hard, without the dragon-slaying stone, dealing with the white dragon will really be troublesome.

When previously dealing with the ice frost sub-dragon and resisting dragon's might, this thing's effect was exposed; I never expected Xin Ya to catch an opportunity, implying the opponent might have been performing from the start.

Such scheming is truly chilling; indeed, high-reward tasks always come with high risk—I seem to have stumbled in the realm of human hearts.

Mu Yi's mockery enraged the white dragon and also enraged Xin Ya.

The home-field advantage instantly shifted from the white dragon's side to Mu Yi's side.

"Give it to me! Get down!"

Conversely, the white dragon could now begin a fierce counterattack; although as the sky's overlord it had been dragged to the ground, that did not mean the dragon would lose its fighting power.

"Submit to me! Otherwise, sleep here forever!"

Mu Yi's eyes darkened, blood continuously welling from his mouth and nose; he employed a will-clash that would wound both sides, the white dragon instantly lost consciousness, and he fared no better.

As the master of ice and snow, for the white dragon to maneuver wind and snow amidst icy skies was as simple as eating and drinking.

The harm to will turned into actual harm; at this moment Mu Yi bled from seven apertures, and if not for the effect of his innate spirit, he might have collapsed to the ground.

Mu Yi unfolded the barrier, directly dragging the white dragon from the battlefield into the cycle of reincarnation.

Moreover, the specially targeted dragon wing suffered a devastating blow; the wing itself, relative to the body protected by dragon scales, was relatively fragile, and Mu Yi explicitly ordered it to be the focus, with eighty percent of the spears aimed at the dragon wing.

Mu Yi condensed his will into a heavy hammer and directly smashed it against the white dragon's head.

Even the dragon scales could not fully offset this damage; the scales' strength, already suppressed by cloud energy, showed clear signs of shattering when struck by the spears.

Amid the dragon's furious, painful roar, soldiers formed teams of three or five, seized their weapons, and launched an attack on the dragon's body.

That is precisely why the white dragon could still oppose the cloud-energy chains condensed by over two thousand people, even while its power was suppressed by cloud energy.

The white dragon before us likely has its strength attributes already at the transcendent limit; factoring in the dragon's size advantage, even a giant of equal strength could not match the white dragon's power.

Sensing danger, the dragon instinctively sought to rise and circle to evade, yet at the moment its wings flapped—

"Don't give him a chance to breathe! Aim at the wings and strike hard!"

"Roar!"

These spears that struck the dragon wing pierced straight through the white dragon's wing!

"Roar!"

Transcendent power will be weakened, but genuine wind and snow will not be negated by cloud energy.

"Just because you have a big lizard, you think you're invincible?!"

The white dragon raised its head, as if taking a deep breath, its abdomen visibly bulging, then opened its maw and exhaled an ice dragon breath toward the front.

Fortunately, Mu Yi was not alone; wolf-like guards surged up from both sides of the white dragon, their eyes devoid of fear, filled only with fervent excitement, for slaying a dragon was a great honor to all.

Because he unleashed his will all at once, the aftermath overtaxed his body; Mu Yi's long-standing physical weaknesses were infinitely magnified at this moment.

The backlash from actively attacking with his will exceeded his expectations; although his will strength was slightly greater, the act of piercing through his body to attack caused a backlash that left him barely able to stand.

"Want to run? Get down!"

Although most spears were directly deflected and failed to pierce the dragon's body, at the points of impact, blood began to seep out from the dragon scales.

The two sides were like a tug-of-war, then fell into a deadlock; Mu Yi gritted his teeth, without the dragon-slaying stone's interference, the dragon's power was terrifyingly great—even pressing all cloud energy down could not drag it to the ground.

Conversely, the dragon's body was equally formidable.

Mu Yi's command ultimately lagged half a beat due to his bodily condition.

Xin Ya's pupils were filled with madness; completely controlled by dragon's power, she had utterly transformed into another person, regarding herself as the supreme ruler.

"If that's the case, then go die!"

"Don't advance, use Asura armor, keep dispersing and continue throwing attacks!" Mu Yi shouted upon seeing this, but then his eyes darkened again and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

"Just a big lizard, don't be so arrogant!"

Amid the white dragon's roar, wind and snow howled, gathering from heaven and earth, directly sweeping over Mu Yi and the legion.

Following Mu Yi's orders, they hurled all the spears they had prepared; the spears sliced through the air and struck the white dragon's body, and as military transcendent weapons, their innate armor-piercing trait, imparted at the moment of forging, took effect now.

"Roar!" With a mournful cry, the white dragon's form was forcibly dragged down like a meteor by the chains.

The force of the fall was so great that even the ground showed noticeable tremors.

This very purpose of the Military Strategist's divine system shaping independent belief regions is to completely convert the battlefield's temporal and territorial advantages of both sides into what one needs; the waxing and waning between them is the gap of strength.

Several chains extended from the cloud energy above the legion, winding toward the dragon wings, and another extraordinarily thick and long chain tightly coiled around the white dragon's neck, seeking to drag it to the ground.

"Whoosh!"

A gust of wind rose, the temperature inside the barrier plummeted, as if a layer of frost had condensed in the air.

Piercing cold dragon breath spewed from the white dragon's mouth; although its range was greatly compressed by cloud energy pressure, as the dragon's head shifted sideways, it directly blanketed a conical area of nearly ten meters before it.

Soldiers blanketed by the ice dragon breath were covered in frost at visible speed; this close-range ice dragon breath is more terrifying than real low temperatures, freezing those soldiers into ice sculptures within a few short seconds.

Even if the blazing fire burned on their bodies, it merely delayed the freezing by an insignificant moment; they were like insects sealed in amber, wrapped in thick ice, utterly devoid of vitality.

"Bang!"

With a simple twist, the white dragon's thick, long tail rose high and lashed out like the most fierce, domineering whip.

If it were merely frozen, perhaps there would still be hope, but when the ice sculptures were struck by the dragon's stout tail, they shattered like glass, scattering skyward as ice shards, not a drop of blood spilled, just falling to the ground.

The grim sight of fallen comrades did not frighten these soldiers who had once transformed their will; following Mu Yi's orders, they dispersed, encircled the white dragon at the center, and continually hurled spears transmuted from Asura warriors in alternating attacks.

"Roar!" the White Dragon struggled wildly on the ground.

"Bang!" a chain formed from Cloud Energy was shattered, and the White Dragon flapped its wings, a gale rising that blew all the spears thrown at it away.

Immediately after the wings spread, they swept outward around it.

The gale lifted, the nearby soldiers hurried to dodge, but they were a bit slow; they lost balance in the wind and were struck directly by the wings.

Bang!

A violent impact sound rang out.

The soldiers hit by the wings were flung backward, the gust rolling them across the ground in continuous tumbles.

They were hurled nearly ten meters by the wing strike; none of the struck soldiers could get up, the overwhelming force shattered their bones, making them look as if they were pressed into paper dolls.

One blow killed them all! No one survived!

Cao Ming used the wilderness treasure that fell after the earth disaster death, absorbed the power of the Hell Path, and transformed into a stone giant blazing with smoldering fire.

While the White Dragon's attention was diverted elsewhere, he took big strides and charged at the White Dragon's abdomen.

Bang!

A muffled sound sounded; the fire‑giant form of Cao Ming collided, and even the White Dragon trembled slightly.

The smoldering fire seeped through the wound created by the impact into the body, causing the White Dragon to emit a deep, low growl.

The massive dragon tail snapped back and swept toward Cao Ming!

Bang!

Cao Ming did not fly away; instead his feet gouged a trench in the ground as he clutched the White Dragon's tail tightly.

Without the suppression of Cloud Energy, that single strike would probably have killed Cao Ming outright; relying on his Inner Qi burst and the size of his fire‑giant form, Cao Ming held the tail firmly.

With the danger of the tail gone, Li Xian on the other side transformed into a gust of wind, leapt onto the White Dragon's back, and rushed toward Xin Ya on the dragon's spine.

His target had been set from the start: Xin Ya's Dragon‑slaying spear, and he didn't mind taking Xin Ya out in the process.

All the soldiers at that moment attacked the White Dragon madly, buying time for Li Xian.

However, the White Dragon's Dragon Scale defense was so strong it nullified most of the damage; the remaining attacks still hurt, but against a dragon's tenacious vitality they were negligible.

"Next time we absolutely can't use this move!"

Recovering his breath, Mu Yi looked at the disastrous battlefield with a darkened face and had to pull out the long‑kept item from his pack.

The innate spirit's recovery speed is decent, but still not fast enough; he has no time to keep dragging things out.

Without his command, Cloud Energy cannot achieve its true effect; each soldier that dies costs a portion of power, an unavoidable loss.

If all the soldiers under his command die, he alone cannot defeat that big guy.

Dragon Elephant Supreme Tonic!

"Zongwang Prompt: You have gained massive health, stamina, and energy recovery efficiency!"

"Zongwang Prompt: You have gained Dragon Elephant Power! Conducting Physique Test… Test failed… Dragon Elephant Power effect changed to Strength 3, Physique 2!"

"Zongwang Prompt: Physique Test failed, gained negative effect Blood Vessels Boiling!"

"Zongwang Prompt: You have gained Dragon Elephant Power (permanent): Strength 1, Physique 1."

When Mu Yi gulped down the tonic in one go, Transcendent power and physique blossomed from him at that moment.

A strong aura surged from Mu Yi's body, and the veins on his face bulged instantly.

"Strength is surging!"

It felt as if boiling water flowed inside his body; Mu Yi could hear his own flesh wailing, tearing and repairing, yet he felt no pain at all.

"Cloud Energy attack! Slash!"

Mu Yi held his knives with both hands; Cloud Energy gathered over the arrayed blades, and under the blades' transformation it burst into dazzling lightning.

The White Dragon, bound by Cloud Energy chains to the ground, was the perfect target.

Moreover, its head, tightly shackled by the chains, was the vital point Mu Yi aimed for.

"Slash!"

After gathering most of the Cloud Energy, Mu Yi swung his blade down.

The converged thunder cracked, striking the White Dragon; this strike, infused with most of the Cloud Energy, pierced the Dragon Scale defense and cut deep into the Dragon's neck.

Roar!

A harrowing scream rang out as the White Dragon's thick neck was sliced open, dragon blood gushing from the wound.

"Couldn't cut it cleanly in one blow?"

Mu Yi felt a bit regretful; after all, the power was borrowed—if that strike had been entirely his own, the White Dragon would have been decapitated outright.

Nevertheless, it was fine; the blow had already grievously wounded the White Dragon.

Under Mu Yi's control, the chain that wrapped the White Dragon's neck wound its way toward the opposite wing.

Both wings were locked, the White Dragon's head turned awkwardly from the injury, and its tail was also locked by the Cloud Energy chains manipulated by Cao Ming and Mu Yi.

For a moment, the White Dragon was riddled with cracks all over its body.

A group of soldiers, following Mu Yi's orders, charged straight at the White Dragon's abdomen and hammered it fiercely.

The scales of victory were already tilting toward Mu Yi's side!

Roars echoed repeatedly within the Reincarnation Barrier.

Yet however angry the roars, they could not hide the fact that the White Dragon's wounds kept increasing.

Glancing at his Cloud Energy reserves, Mu Yi abandoned command, leading the charge himself toward the Dragon, swinging his arrayed blade at the White Dragon.

To boost killing power, Mu Yi tore apart a high‑price, elite‑level magical weapon scroll he had purchased from imperial nobles—a scroll he had bought earlier when the earth disaster's damage made the arrayed blade's lethality insufficient.

It is also the most commonly used scroll for melee professions; had Mu Yi not bought large quantities of military weapons, the imperial nobles would not have sold it to him.

The greatly amplified strength, combined with the temporarily enchanted weapon, let Mu Yi's blade slash down, spraying dragon blood and leaving a deep, bone‑visible wound on the White Dragon's body.

The White Dragon turned its head to bite Mu Yi; Mu Yi activated Time Acceleration and easily evaded, but the massive motion caused huge spurts of fresh blood to gush from its neck.

As the wounds on its body increased and its body grew weaker, a hint of fear finally appeared in the White Dragon's eyes.

It felt the threat of death.