Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 915 Something for nothing (3k7!)
The viaduct, woven with neon lights, hangs over the sea, and the streetlights are faintly visible in the torrential rain, like lighthouses amidst raging waves.

Beneath the overpass, the all-black extended BMW resembled a roaring beast, crashing through the waves and traversing the waterfall-like water.

Xiao Yan was filled with mixed emotions. He never dreamed that one day he would inadvertently fulfill his dream from his past life.

He was so familiar with the operating system of the oil car that whenever he had free time as a child, he would spend a lot of time going to the internet cafe to watch the handsome foreign women who would never appear in his life, fantasizing that one day he could personally drive one and have a great time in front of people from all around.

Unfortunately, even after time-traveling, he never had the chance to put his theoretical knowledge into practice. Even the videos of foreign women he secretly watched in internet cafes were mistaken by his friends as 'foreign women' videos, and they would throw off their headphones and excitedly join the discussion.

It's really an unexpected disaster.

However, even now that he has the chance to fulfill his dream, Xiao Yan can hardly feel the same ecstatic joy he once had in his countless fantasies.

"So, brother, are you possessed by someone? Or did you come back from some other universe for further studies?"

Xiao Yan remained silent, while the young man in the formal attire beside him took the lead in making sarcastic remarks.

The boy, holding his face in his hands, sat steadily in the passenger seat, his originally indifferent and regretful expression now showing a hint of smugness as he smiled at Xiao Yan.

This was the first time he had ever seen the other person like this.

His face was as lonely as snow, but his heart was surprisingly fiery and unrestrained. He was practically a combination of a cold-faced nobleman and a rich, handsome blond guy. He would be the kind of person who was so cool, arrogant, and domineering that he had no friends anywhere.

"maybe."

Xiao Yan held the steering wheel, but his gaze was already fixed on a red well outside the bridge.

That was the aura of a 'dragon'.

Why are there dragons here? Xiao Yan didn't know, but he did sense an aura and fluctuations beyond his comprehension, a ferocious roar, its fleshy wings fluttering wildly, attempting to return to the world.

"Although I really want to see you continue to be ruthless, brother."

The boy in the formal dress said calmly, "But unfortunately, you're too late, brother. The final performance has already started."

"Even if you crash in with the coolest car, you still can't save that girl."

Although it was just aimless rambling and complaining, his voice sounded so distant, like a bard singing a ballad from his saddle.

The boy realized that he wasn't himself.

The boy had already sensed something was amiss when he first showed himself; otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to join in the fun when a loser was cowering in the wine cellar, trying to numb himself.

But Xiao Yan also happens to have the same kind of loser vibe.

It's like two losers in the same situation, one choosing to passively accept it, and the other choosing to actively fight back. It's hard to judge whether they are right or wrong, but you can't help but compare them.

Although this 'older brother' is a good person, he cannot outrun time or his predetermined fate.

Because the boy doesn't need a soul that isn't his.

The fragility of mortal flesh caused Xiao Yan's body to tremble involuntarily when faced with the roar of dragons and the deafening sounds of gunfire. The vehicle gradually went out of control, and countless masked men with guns surrounded the overpass, seemingly trying to stop their progress.

"Oh!"

The windshield was suddenly smashed open, piercing straight through the passenger seat. The boy in the tuxedo remained calm, while a charred hole was visible in the leather seat behind him.

He did not exist originally.

"maybe."

Xiao Yan repeated it again.

His adrenaline surged, and the sweat soaking his hands gave Xiao Yan a rare sense of excitement as he forcefully steadied the out-of-control vehicle.

"But now that I'm here, I must make some changes!"

The next moment, he slammed the accelerator to the floor.

At that moment, he sped off like lightning, laughing loudly. The sea outside the car window was burying countless souls, but he was not afraid at all, because he was running towards his girl. His youthful arrogance or the expectation of arriving on a colorful cloud made him feel that he could run infinitely fast.

It's like riding Cao Cao's famous horse, Jueying. Neither your shadow nor light can catch you, and neither time can catch you.

"Rumble--"

A sudden rumble of thunder illuminated the fighter jets above, which blended seamlessly with the dark clouds.

"Stop! Stop!"

A loud roar rang out, and everyone's gaze instantly turned to the steel beast hurtling through the storm.

Theoretically speaking, the fear brought by dragons is irreversible; it locks onto the very ends of the mind, as irresistible as bloodline suppression. The only way to fight against it is to join in.

How could there be humans in the world who are not afraid of dragons?
Could it be that other hybrids have come to provide support?
"Suppressive fire!"

In an instant, all the guns on the field turned around. They would not allow their plans to be interfered with by external forces, nor would they allow the monster in the world to receive even the slightest support.

In this situation, the only option is unconditional annihilation!

A hail of bullets swept in, instantly flipping the hood of the car and causing the entire vehicle to skid wildly on the wet, slippery ground of the rainy night. Xiao Yan, however, remained expressionless and abruptly turned the steering wheel.

It actually crashed straight off the overpass!

"what?"

At this moment, even the young man in the formal attire couldn't help but cast a surprised glance at him.

"Heretic! Heretic! I knew you'd be that heretic!"

Beneath the red well, an elderly man in a suit and leather shoes stared intently at the blue-haired girl with a look of fear on her face, his expression full of sinister intent.

"No wonder I could never get any closer to you, no wonder the Dragon King's blood flowed into my body automatically, it turns out you weren't a 'vessel' at all!"

"There is no 'container' anymore, there is no 'container' anymore!"

The elderly man in a suit roared, his expression crazed, "This Dragon King's blood will soon turn me to dust!!"

"Alright, alright, stop repeating yourself, okay? Stealing other people's things is one thing, but do you expect me to buy you insurance in return?"

Hun Ruoruo put her hands on her waist, as if looking at a dead person, "Don't you know? The inscription at a funeral usually only has two or three lines."

She had considered that the Bodhi Tree's methods might be based on her own memories, but she hadn't expected it to be this strange world unknown to anyone. Without battle qi, her soul was greatly weakened. It could be said that with her frail physical body alone, Hun Ruoruo truly couldn't escape this illusion.

But she can call for backup.

Because she is not the only person in this world, in the Dou Qi Continent!
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a burning car sped out of the well, billowing black smoke, its steel frame vaguely visible, resembling the vengeful skeleton from Ghost Rider.

This time, the old man in the suit was truly afraid.

He clearly saw a devil sitting in the passenger seat, smiling like a ghost!
"It's you! It's you! It's you!"

The elderly man in the suit was in a state of extreme shock and collapse. "I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I've spent my whole life scheming, how could I have fallen into someone else's trap!"

"Don't you understand yet?"

Hun Ruoruo smiled inexplicably, "I told you, those who steal from others are destined to suffer the consequences."

"A transaction must always be based on mutual consent. No matter how dirty or unethical you are at the negotiating table, you must never do anything that goes against the essence of a transaction. You must believe in reality."

The girl spoke softly, but it didn't seem to be directed at the old man in the suit; rather, it seemed to have something else in mind.

She knew that the deal with her father had already begun, and whoever violated the essence of the deal first would be the one to decide the outcome.

Then the outcome will be like the maggots before your eyes.

"no no!"

The white-haired old man roared madly, then stared intently at Hun Ruoruo as if she were a priceless treasure that could save his life, "And you! And you! As long as I devour you, who are heretics, even if I am corrupted by the Dragon King's poisonous blood, I will surely survive!"

"Roar!!!"

He roared, and the silk threads that had covered the bottom of the well instantly wrapped around his body, then expanded violently and wildly.

Immediately afterwards, a huge arm covered in scales suddenly emerged from the entwined silk threads, slamming the black sedan, which had sped into the air, back into the sky, causing it to lose weight instantly.

The fighter jets that were originally attacking Xiao Yan and his companion cried out in alarm when they saw the deformed car plunge into the well and then be violently blasted into the sky a moment later: "Dragon! Dragon! Dragon!"

The next moment, a white, magnificent creature suddenly appeared amidst the swirling wind and thunder in the storm-swept night. Its form was so distorted yet so sacred, like a mixture of angels and demons, yet carrying a touch of lifeless incompleteness.

Its birth was incomplete, but it was born nonetheless.

That's the Dragon King!

It was overjoyed to perceive the supreme power within its body. This was the true power of the Dragon King, belonging to the world yet transcending it, enough to make any owner rule the world!
But this is far from enough for it.

—We must devour heretics.

As this thought flashed through his mind, the colossal dragon, as majestic as a mountain, lowered its head at that moment, revealing a greedy and covetous expression.

"Joruo!"

The airbag deployed with a bang, slamming into Xiao Yan's face. His chest felt tight, and countless blackened gases from burning flames rushed into his nostrils, threatening to explode!
"Brother, it seems like we're almost dead."

The boy in the formal dress raised his hands high, but was helplessly compressed into a corner by the airbag.

Xiao Yan, without any hesitation, immediately unbuckled his seatbelt and kicked open the car door.

"Jump!"

Before the other party could even reply, Xiao Yan used the momentum to jump off the burning carriage.

The moment he jumped out of the car, the luxury sedan, which had endured countless blows, finally exploded with a deafening roar.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The enormous explosion made Xiao Yan's eardrums buzz. Propelled by the explosion, he, who was already falling from the sky and losing his weight, was now like a cannonball, shooting down like an arrow.

"Hahaha! Soul power can't fly. Just like Ruoruo described back then."

Xiao Yan's mouth and nose were filled with air as he burst into laughter. The long-lost sense of crisis and excitement made his heart pound wildly. He roared, "Since that's the case, let's settle this in the way of the dragon!"

He truly had lost his fighting spirit.

Not only that, even the physical body that was originally tempered and refined has been replaced upon entering this illusion. The only thing that can be used to show off is the little bit of soul power that was retained when he advanced to the Heavenly Realm.

However, the absence of a physical body does not mean that Xiao Yan cannot engage in close combat.

Since human bodies no longer exist, fighting with dragon bodies is not impossible!
He coughed up large amounts of blood, and his face and back became increasingly contorted, as if some terrifying entity was moving beneath his body.

"Fantastic! I'm starting to acknowledge you, brother. You too have the right to roar across the world! When you roar, all kings will have no choice but to kneel in worship!"

The young man in the formal attire, holding an umbrella, circled around Xiao Yan like a parachute, as if he wanted to give him a tight hug.

"Come on, reach out your hand to me, and we'll make a trade. Although you're not my real brother, I'll make an exception for you. Something for nothing, 99% fusion! 10x boost!"

More and more threads spread from the dress, the boy's face turned crazed, and the golden light in his eyes gradually turned crimson, revealing a blood-red, eerie quality.

He saw through the other party's true nature.

So calm, so insignificant, yet a lion lurks in its eyes.

"Bring your thousands of troops! Although in the end you will inevitably have to fight alone!"

The devil's revelry echoed from high above.

Anyone who has the ability to slay the Dragon King can be used by him and become a similar 'Avenger'.

With an alluring voice whispering in his ear and a colossal white dragon standing before him, as immovable as a mountain, Xiao Yan merely lowered his head before suddenly opening his eyes!

His entire body transformed into a dragon at a speed visible to the naked eye, his wings unfurling from his back, dripping with blood, exuding a majestic aura as if he had walked from ancient times, both elegant and violent.

The boy in the formal dress looked fervent and shouted.

"Come, with power surpassing even the Dragon King!"

"Come forth, power surpassing even the Dragon King! Primordial Ancient Dragon Phoenix!"

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(End of this chapter)