Chapter 610: The Proud Dragon, Unconcealable Killing Aura

Antares twitches his beard and glares, "Scram! I have a reason to be here, why are you asking so many questions? Do I have to report to you when I go to the bathroom?"

Jiang Chen forces a dry laugh, "If you won't say it, then don't, why get angry."

Antares hums, "Mind your own business, just take care of your own affairs. When you become a Super God, some things will become apparent on their own."

Jiang Chen shrugs, "Fine. Then please, Lord Antares, take me to the Fallen Star Continent again."

"I won't take you, go yourself. I'm tired, going to sleep!"

Antares's head suddenly drops, he lies flat on the ground and starts snoring.

That looks like you'll handle it yourself; I'm on strike, do whatever you like.

"Fine, I'll go myself!"

"I'll come find you after a while!"

Jiang Chen says and flies outward.

After flying ten thousand meters, his aura surges.

After a few minutes, a Space-time Portal appears ahead and pulls Jiang Chen in.

Jiang Chen has now reached Level 72, the Upper Space cannot contain him.

After leaving Antares's controlled area, his own power erupts, and the Ancient Battlefield's rules quickly send him to the Lower Space.

A gale rushes in, carrying a familiar scent into his nostrils.

"Wind Flower!"

Smelling it, Jiang Chen knows he has arrived at the Wind and Thunder Continent.

The fragrance of flowers, together with a wind that slams his body, activates his Bone Armor, which glitters.

He opens his eyes and sees dense Wind Flowers everywhere.

The number is enormous, endless to the eye.

All directions—up, down, left, right—are the same.

He didn't expect not only to return to the Wind and Thunder Continent, but also to fall into a swarm of Wind Flowers.

It truly matched the saying "Enemies are bound to meet."

Previously, when encountering a massive Wind Flower swarm and a World BOSS within it, he had to use a random teleport scroll to escape.

That formed a small grudge between them.

And this time.

Jiang Chen will now repay the hatred and settle the grudges.

"Those who come out to cause trouble will eventually pay!"

He whispers, and his soul flickers slightly.

Jiang Chen's will is the mission of the Undead Legion.

A massive Undead Legion appears, swiftly battling the Wind Flowers.

This time, the outcome has completely reversed.

The last time Jiang Chen came, he hadn't yet achieved Third Transcendence.

Only at full combat power can one match World BOSSes above Level 85.

To kill a World BOSS, mechanisms must be calculated to the last detail, commands even need precision to 0.1 seconds.

But now, his strength is incomparable to before; the Wind Flower swarm before him is no longer taken seriously.

Jiang Chen doesn't even need to summon Ku Lou Wang; the Undead Legion alone is enough to crush the Wind Flower swarm.

A full 140,000 Undead Legion swarm out like locusts.

After summoning the Undead Legion, Jiang Chen did only one thing.

He taps a finger, and red light fills the sky.

The world turns a crimson hue, cursed daggers everywhere.

Jiang Chen finds himself deep within the Wind Flower swarm; its scale is huge, numbering well over 100,000.

Endless in every direction, densely packed.

"A swarm of this scale should be rare on the Wind and Thunder Continent."

"World BOSSes must exist, but we don't know how many."

Wind Flowers have a trait: the larger the swarm, the higher the level and the greater the number of World BOSSes.

Any swarm exceeding one will inevitably spawn a BOSS.

The BOSS born from a Wind Flower swarm differs from other monsters.

This BOSS is a conglomerate of the swarm's power.

When the swarm exceeds 10,000, the BOSS's power surges, becoming a World-Class Boss.

As the swarm grows, the BOSS's level rises accordingly.

When the swarm exceeds 100,000, there will be more than one World BOSS within it.

The exact number and levels of World BOSSes depend on the swarm's size.

According to records in the Ancient Dragon City, the largest known swarm exceeds 600,000.

Inside it should contain over eight World BOSSes, each above Level 85.

Such a force is virtually invincible on the Wind and Thunder Continent.

Unless a Divine-level Strongman intervenes, even an 88-level strongman or a Half-step God-level one can only flee.

In Human Race history, a Level 89 Half-step God-level was brutally slain by a swarm of Wind Flowers.

Even Jiang Chen, when facing Wind Flowers, had to flee.

To know, at that time Jiang Chen's level was low, but he had slain a venomous python, so his combat power wasn't weak.

Jiang Chen didn't know if the cluster of Windflowers he was with was the largest one recorded.

But that didn't matter—the Undead Legion had already made its move.

Under the combined assault of the Curse and the Undead Legion, the Windflowers began dying in droves.

Jiang Chen could sense strands of soul power flying toward him from the dying Windflowers.

The soul power transformed into experience, and various prompts popped up.

In the Core Area, after Jiang Chen left, Antares opened his eyes again.

He opened his mouth and spat out a Dragon Pearl.

This was the Dragon Pearl belonging to the Dragon God, a size larger than Antares's own Dragon Pearl.

The pearl was covered in intricate patterns—to Jiang Chen's eyes, they were chaotic and utterly without order.

But in Antares's eyes, they were the most beautiful designs under heaven.

These patterns had a name: Dragon Patterns!

Dragon Patterns were only useful to the Dragon Race, containing their heritage.

Especially the Dragon God's Dragon Pearl, which bore the Dragon God's own legacy.

For any member of the Dragon Race, this pearl was a supreme treasure—even for Antares.

Yet after obtaining the Dragon God's Dragon Pearl, Antares felt no excitement, only waves of sorrow.

At the time, Antares had roared ceaselessly, shaking heaven and earth.

Now he had calmed down, but his gaze was still filled with complex emotions. He muttered to himself, "Old fellow, why did you leave the legacy to me?"

"Didn't you have someone else you favored more?"

"Why not give it to him?"

"What made you change your mind!"

"Old fellow, won't you even give me an explanation?"

"You abandoned me here for over ten thousand years—you're truly heartless!"

"He's your son, but am I not your son too?"

"Do you think giving me the legacy Dragon Pearl now will make me forgive you?"

Antares's voice gradually turned fierce.

The mist shrouding his body began to churn and rise, and his true form emerged from the fog.

It was not the form he had shown before the Dragon God—the pair of wings on his body had vanished, and his appearance was not much different from the Dragon God's.

Antares's aura continuously surged, now not much weaker than the Dragon God's.

Antares said coldly, "I won't forgive you. Even if you give me the legacy, I won't forgive you."

"You weren't a good father, and I'm not a good son."

"Once I get out, I'll fight my way to the Ancestral Land. What you refused to give me, I'll take with my own hands."

"I'll slaughter until heaven and earth are turned upside down, until the starry river is stained with blood!"

"Even if I have to drown the Ancestral Land in dragon blood, I won't hesitate!"

Antares's murderous intent soared to the heavens, shaking heaven and earth.

The entire Ancient Battlefield hummed and trembled without cease.

On Wind Thunder Continent, Jiang Chen furrowed his brow slightly and looked up at the sky.

Thunderclaps exploded continuously in the air—on Wind Thunder Continent, thunder was extremely common.

Yet Jiang Chen sensed something unusual within the thunder.

"It's Antares!"

Jiang Chen felt Antares's killing intent.

"Antares, what's wrong?" Jiang Chen took out the Dragon Scale, activated it with his soul power, and called out to Antares.

Antares did not respond. Jiang Chen asked again, his tone even carrying a hint of urgency.

He was Antares's friend, and Antares was his friend too.

Jiang Chen didn't have many friends, and Antares was a very important one.

When he sensed Antares's abnormality, Jiang Chen grew anxious as well.

He asked three times in a row, but Antares gave no response.

Jiang Chen immediately prepared to activate the teleportation function within the Dragon Scale to return to Antares's side.

Just as Jiang Chen was about to move, Antares's voice came through the Dragon Scale: "I'm fine."

Antares's voice still sounded off, especially the deep killing intent it carried.

Jiang Chen asked, "Antares, do you want to kill someone?"

Antares did not answer, remaining silent.

Jiang Chen said, "Who do you want to kill? I'll help you!"

"You're too weak!" Antares said flatly.

Jiang Chen replied, "I'm weak now, but that doesn't mean I'll always be weak."

"Ha! Do you even know who I want to kill?" Antares let out a dry laugh. "If you knew, you probably wouldn't agree."

Jiang Chen said, "You're my friend. Even if you want to kill the Dragon God, I'll still help you!"

There was a long silence on the other end of the Dragon Scale. Jiang Chen seemed to guess. "When I'm strong enough in the future, I'll go with you to kill the Dragon God!"

Another long silence. After a moment, Antares's voice finally came through: "Let's talk about the future when it comes. I'm going to sleep now—don't disturb me!"

The Dragon Scale dimmed; Antares had severed the connection.

Jiang Chen sighed softly. "It seems Antares has many stories of his own."

At this moment, Jiang Chen felt that he was indeed too weak.

So weak that even his friends couldn't help him.

Get stronger!

Whether for himself, for friends, family, or lover, he must get stronger!