Chapter 501: The Secret Realm Is About to Collapse

The Skeleton Berserker's skill pushes instantaneous destructive power to a stunning extreme.

Its power equals an 800‑point Strength attribute limit release, almost touching the edge of Pseudo‑God level.

Although there is still a gap compared with the full force of the formation, the gap is already negligible.

Jiang Chen's goal is not to fully contend with the formation; he aims to destroy the magic source within the formation.

Pierce the surface with a point, and stir the larger picture with the slightest detail.

The formation's power is indeed astonishing, yet it has its soft spot.

The formation before us, in pursuit of ultimate offense, has almost entirely abandoned defensive structure.

The Dragon Race may think that under the formation's continuous onslaught, Jiang Chen has no time to destroy its core.

Thus, the formation's defensive capability is almost wholly converted into offensive power.

This brings the formation's attack power to a Pseudo‑God tier.

They almost succeeded, but unfortunately, they missed that crucial final step.

Jiang Chen, using his Gather Power skill, endures the formation's successive bombardments, inching toward the magic source, and the Giant Axe suddenly swings down.

Amid the booming crash, the magic source at the formation's core shatters with a single blow.

It is the key of the entire formation; once broken, the formation's power instantly drops, almost reduced by two‑thirds.

Soon after, the Undead Legion swarms forth, beginning attacks on the remaining Magic Crystals.

Jiang Chen then turns his gaze toward the suddenly appearing Black Shadow.

Its Long Leg measures twenty‑five meters, its body covered in hard Scale Armor, resembling a giant serpent yet bearing some lizard traits.

Hundreds of tiny wings sprout from its back.

Its appearance is extremely bizarre, leaving onlookers speechless.

After being struck by Soul Burn, the Black Shadow crashes down heavily, yet quickly

rolls over, gets up, and lunges at Jiang Chen again.

Jiang Chen swiftly employs Detection Technique, trying to discern the monster's details.

Dragon Race Iron‑Wing Lizard

Level: 90

Strength: 1,200,000

Agility: 1,300,000

Spirit: 700,000

Constitution: 1,600,000

Skills: Dragon Roar, Flying Impact

Trait: Physical Defense +60%

So this is the Iron‑Wing Lizard!

Jiang Chen's mind clears; he finally uncovers the monster's true nature.

Four‑point‑five million terrifying attributes and a level as high as ninety— even without special abilities, it is enough to chill anyone.

The Dragon Race Iron‑Wing Lizard, a unique presence within the Dragon Race, after being tamed and carefully cultivated, becomes a powerful combat tool for the Dragon Race.

When low‑level, the Iron‑Wing Lizard may be unremarkable, but once its level rises and it receives the Dragon Race's special stimulation and feeding, its attributes surge, approaching those of same‑rank ancestral bloodline Dragon Warriors.

Moreover, it is loyal and obedient, an excellent combat companion.

However, such a rare level‑89 Dragon Race Iron‑Wing Lizard, the Dragon Race actually places it here, with the purpose of exterminating themselves.

Jiang Chen's mind is crystal clear; since the Iron‑Wing Lizard is here, there must be Dragon Warriors covertly controlling it.

Only when an ancestral bloodline Dragon Warrior and the Iron‑Wing Lizard cooperate flawlessly can they unleash their greatest power.

The Iron‑Wing Lizard emits a deafening roar and lunges at Jiang Chen again.

However, Jiang Chen, in Gather Power state, though slightly inferior in attributes to the Iron‑Wing Lizard, compensates for the gap with his superb combat skill.

Under the Curse's influence

, the Iron‑Wing Lizard's speed is greatly reduced.

Meanwhile, Jiang Chen, relying on his superior technique, gradually gains the upper hand.

Damage keeps amplifying; the Iron‑Wing Lizard's defense shatters under Jiang Chen's attack, its Scale Armor flies apart, flesh splatters everywhere.

The flesh that fell into the pond causes the entire pond to boil violently.

Immediately, small Iron‑Wing Lizards fly out of the pond, making Jiang Chen's pupils contract sharply.

It turns out this seemingly ordinary pond hides such an astonishing secret.

At the same time, the Undead Legion, under Jiang Chen's command, launches a fierce assault on the collapsing formation.

With a rumbling roar, the formation completely collapses.

The Undead Legion rushes down swiftly, engaging in fierce battle with the small Iron‑Wing Lizards emerging from the pond.

These small Iron‑Wing Lizards are weak; faced with the Undead Legion's siege, they have no chance to fight back and are swiftly slaughtered.

At that moment, distant space suddenly ripples, and a Space-time Portal slowly opens within the Secret Realm, with two Dragon Race figures flying out.

Jiang Chen instantly recognizes one of them as the Dragon Race commander who previously fled in disgrace.

It possesses an ancestral bloodline, holds a lofty status among the Dragon Race, enough to stand equal with the Dragon King.

However, to wield a level‑88 Iron‑Wing Lizard, it alone is far insufficient.

Clearly, another Dragon Warrior is the true master.

"You finally arrived," Jiang Chen says with a slight smile, his gaze calmly assessing the two Dragon Race members.

The Iron‑Wing Lizard, seeing its master arrive, immediately abandons its entanglement with Jiang Chen and flies toward the two Dragon Race members.

Jiang Chen does not pursue; he simply watches quietly.

The Iron‑wing Lizard let out a soft whine beside another Dragon Warrior, its voice revealing

a hint of grievance, as if it were telling its parents about being bullied outside.

The Dragon Warrior extended a hand and gently patted the Iron‑wing Lizard, as if comforting it.

He was the Iron‑wing Lizard's master; according to Dragon Race customs, one who can ride a Level‑88 Iron‑wing Lizard must be a strong one of comparable level and possessing an ancestral Bloodline.

Facing a Level‑88 ancestral Bloodline Dragon Warrior, Jiang Chen also had to raise his guard.

"You are Jiang Chen?" the Dragon Warrior asked softly, his voice carrying a hint of authority.

Jiang Chen let out a light laugh and replied, "Asking knowingly, what about you?"

"Level‑88 ancestral Bloodline Knight, Ya Lei Ge Si," it raised its head, a flash of pride passing through its eyes.

As a Knight with an ancestral Bloodline and a Level‑88 rank, it is but one step away from becoming a Dragon King. Once it becomes Dragon King, it will be a power‑house within the Dragon Race, second only to Long Huang.

Jiang Chen gave a faint smile and said, "Not bad, what about you? A defeated subordinate?"

Another Dragon Warrior also bearing an ancestral Bloodline heard this and his complexion instantly turned angry, emitting a low growl.

"Defeated subordinate" sounded too harsh to him; his pride would not permit failure.

Ya Lei Ge Si, however, offered comfort: "Our ancestral Bloodline's pride must not be tarnished. Failing once is not terrifying; what matters is being able to stand up again."

It nodded, its gaze revealing a cold murderous intent, and looked at Jiang Chen, saying, "Level‑87 ancestral Bloodline Warrior, Ya Na Liu Si. Today, I will take your life!"

Ya Lei Ge Si said coldly, "We are two brothers. That such a genius can appear among the Human Race is truly

surprising. However, what I love most is to crush geniuses."

"Our meticulously arranged formation could not kill you, which proves your strength is extraordinary."

"You truly deserve my strike; I will cut off your head, fashion it into an ornament, hang it on my chest, and thereby display my glory."

It stuck out its tongue, licked its mouth corner, and its eyes flickered with cruel light.

Jiang Chen stared at it, a cold sneer forming in his heart. He did not know where this creature's confidence came from, daring to think it could easily kill him.

Nevertheless, Jiang Chen did not have absolute certainty of defeating it. After all, the Dragon Race's ability to flee is also quite remarkable.

Ya Na Liu Si whispered from the side, "Brother, this guy's strength is great; you must handle him carefully."

Ya Lei Ge Si scoffed, laughing loudly, "No matter how strong, you're still just Human Race; a mere Level‑53 Human can have how much power?"

It held a massive two‑handed sword; as a Knight, it forwent the standard sword‑and‑shield setup and chose a great two‑handed blade. This choice weakened its defense slightly but greatly increased its attack.

The Iron‑wing Lizard slowly moved to its feet, letting Ya Lei Ge Si stand on its head. At that moment, their auras fully merged, and their power surged dramatically.

The Dragon Race's ancestral Bloodline combined with the Iron‑wing Lizard forms their strongest combat form.

Ya Lei Ge Si raised the great two‑handed sword and said coldly, "To show my respect for you, I will use all my power to kill you!"

Finishing, it roared, "Ancestral!"

Unlike the ancestral Bloodline that erupted with Ya Na Liu Si before, Ya Lei Ge Si clearly…

…his own Bloodline he controls more skillfully and freely.

A massive phantom divine dragon appeared in the sky, completely different from the one Ya Na Liu Si summoned.

Jiang Chen saw this scene and was stunned. This dragon… why is it not the usual form of the Dragon Race, but the divine dragon image from Chinese mythology?

He was at a loss; what on earth was happening?

Seeing Jiang Chen's bewildered expression, Ya Lei Ge Si thought he was intimidated by his own aura and let out a smug laugh.

"Are you shocked by my power? This is our Dragon Race ancestor; someday I will fully revert, becoming a true divine dragon!"

Speaking, it let out a wild roar and charged fiercely at Jiang Chen.

The sky‑borne phantom divine dragon at that moment merged with it, its power surged again, its whole body enveloped by the phantom dragon, emitting an astonishing aura.

Jiang Chen, though puzzled, could not afford to linger in thought now.

The gathering‑power Skill was about to end; he had to seize the final chance.

Thus, he swung his axe abruptly, chopping toward the charging Ya Lei Ge Si.