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Chapter 95 This is the Dragon King? Too weak! Nine Profound Golden Thunder, the king of thunder!
After waiting for a long time, there was still no response from within the Thunder Pool, and the Western Dragon King's face darkened.

In his view, this was disrespectful to the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan!
"It seems that I will have to personally go in and invite you out..."

His eyes were fixed on the depths of the Thunder Pool.

If you don't come out, then we'll have to go in and drag you out!

Immediately, he flashed and rushed directly into the place filled with black demonic lightning.

Sensing the terrifying aura of the Western Dragon King, the surrounding black lightning surged wildly.

However, the Western Dragon King was not afraid of these black lightning bolts.

However, shortly after he rushed in, a dark figure suddenly emerged from the Thunder Pool.

The dark figure moved with incredible speed, arriving in front of the Western Dragon King almost instantly.

"Peng!"

The dark figure delivered a simple, unadorned punch straight at the Western Dragon King.

Although this punch did not contain any fluctuation of battle aura, the Western Dragon King sensed the extremely dangerous aura within it almost instantly.

At his current level of cultivation, he hasn't felt this way for many years.

Almost instinctively, his palm instantly transformed into a dragon claw covered in dragon scales and rushed towards the fist.

"Peng!"

A deep, muffled thud seemed to shake the entire Thunder Pool.

Immediately following was the chilling sound of bones cracking.

The West Dragon King's claws shattered instantly under this punch!
Minced flesh and blood splattered out, then were annihilated by the black demonic lightning surrounding the lightning pool.

"What kind of force is that?!"

The Western Dragon King let out a shrill scream and quickly retreated!

His arm was severed at the shoulder, and blood gushed out like a fountain from the cut.

The Western Dragon King turned pale and quickly used his battle qi to seal the blood from the severed wound on his arm.

If he hadn't used all his strength to deflect the force and break his arm at the last moment, and if this punch hadn't lacked any fighting spirit fluctuations...

That one punch alone could probably kill him.

At this moment, his severed arm had been completely annihilated by that punch.

One can imagine that if he had been a step slower, the Western Dragon King himself would have been completely shattered.

At this moment, the Western Dragon King looked at the figure rushing out, and his eyes showed fear.

Upon seeing the Western Dragon King in such a miserable state, the Southern Dragon King was immediately filled with extreme horror.

It's important to understand that the reason the three Dragon Kings were able to maintain such a balance was because the difference in their strength was not significant.

To force the Western Dragon King to sever an arm to survive with a single punch, how strong must that physical strength be?

At this moment, he stared intently at the figure in front of him.

He felt a pang of regret for having sent the Northern Dragon King to gather the army.

If the three of them were to attack together now, they might still be able to win.

Strangely, the black shadow that rushed out did not make any further moves after punching the Western Dragon King.

But it stood proudly before all the powerful dragons, like a demon god.

He exuded a chilling aura.

This dark figure was none other than Yunyi's six-star Dou Sheng puppet, Huang Tian!
However, Huang Tian's strange appearance gave the Southern Dragon King a more unsettling guess.

Without fighting spirit, unable to speak...

"This...this is a puppet?"

The Southern Dragon King, being a man of considerable experience, recognized that Huang Tian was merely a puppet after seeing that he was not pursuing her.

However, if a puppet under one's command is already so terrifying, what level of cultivation must the person who created it possess?
Thinking of this, the Southern Dragon King couldn't help but glance at the Xuanmo at the back of the group, whose face was already showing fear.

"Wait, why does this puppet's aura seem so familiar?"

Upon hearing the words of the Southern Dragon King, the Western Dragon King gritted his teeth and began to examine him closely.

Then he felt that he should have seen this puppet before.

Although Huang Tian's skin turned dark after the refinement and her body became metallic, she still retained her facial features.

Moreover, the Phoenix Puppet still faintly retains the aura of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan.

"Could it be... Huang Tian?"

The image of Huang Tian in his mind overlapped with the dark outline of the puppet's face in front of him.

The one-armed Western Dragon King stared wide-eyed, his pupils filled with shock.

"That's right, it's that old bastard Huang Tian!"

The West Dragon King, with his severed arm, was trembling in his voice.

"I won't admit my mistake!"

"Huang Tian was a four-star a long time ago... He was actually turned into a puppet!"

Hearing what the Western Dragon King said.

The surrounding dragon warriors were immediately terrified and at a loss for what to do.

One of the young experts from Nanlong Island couldn't help but whisper, "This is terrifying. To be able to turn a four-star Dou Sheng into a puppet, how strong must the puppeteer be?"

An elderly man nearby quickly covered his mouth and whispered a reprimand, "Don't talk nonsense, do you want to die?"

"Senior, we apologize for our offense today; it was all a misunderstanding..." "Please forgive us; we will take our leave now..."

Seeing this, the Southern Dragon King knew things were not going well, and quickly clasped his hands in a fist salute towards the depths of the Thunder Pool.

He lowered his head slightly, no longer daring to act recklessly.

"boom!"

From the depths of the Thunder Pool, another fierce gust of wind arose.

Immediately afterwards, a bolt of black lightning, accompanied by a whirlwind, shot out rapidly.

Wherever the lightning passed, space was completely distorted.

"withdraw!"

The Western Dragon King was too badly injured and had wanted to run away for a long time.

Seeing that terrifyingly powerful expert personally take action, he quickly tore open a spatial rift and plunged inside.

He felt that if he had been any slower, he would have died here.

As he crawled into the crevice, he didn't forget to glance back, his eyes already showing a hint of fear.

"Damn!!!"

Although the Southern Dragon King had guessed that the powerful figure would not let them off so easily, he did not expect that the expert would take action directly.

He dared not linger any longer, and tore open a spatial rift and ran away.

The other powerful figures from Dragon Island immediately followed suit and squeezed into the spatial rift.

However, just as the spatial rift was about to close, the black lightning bolt followed closely and instantly entered the rift!
Immediately afterwards, a burst of pitch-black lightning erupted, and a terrifying scream that sent chills down one's spine came from the crack.

At the edge of the Thunder Pool, there were still many powerful dragons who hadn't had time to enter the spatial rift.

Before they could react, they were swept away by the terrifying aftershocks of the black lightning, and more than half of them were killed or injured in an instant.

The rest were barely alive, and were then blasted out of the lightning pool like ants.

These surviving dragon warriors were in a sorry state and fled in terror.

Deep within the Thunder Pool, watching the powerful beings of the Ancient Void Dragons flee into the distance, Yunyi slowly lowered his palm.

He remained calm and turned to look deeper into the Thunder Pool.

There, he could clearly sense an extremely powerful aura.

In the deepest part of that thunder pool, the thunder raged even more fiercely.

A giant dragon, its entire body gleaming gold as if cast from gold, is coiled and serpentine within it.

Golden lightning continuously splashed from its body, illuminating the entire depths of the lightning pool.

This golden dragon is the legendary Nine Profound Golden Thunder.

Legend has it that only when a ninth-grade Golden Core is born will the Nine Profound Golden Thunder Tribulation descend.

The Nine Profound Golden Thunder within this Thunder Pool, nurtured over countless years, has acquired a terrifying power comparable to that of a Seven-Star Dou Sheng.

An ordinary Battle Saint would be instantly reduced to ashes if he were even slightly touched by it.

The surrounding black lightning, like subjects paying homage to an emperor, slowly moved around the Nine Profound Golden Lightning, showing utmost reverence.

As a time traveler, Yunyi already knew that such treasures existed here.

Before he came, he had already planned to refine the Nine Profound Golden Lightning.

After all, this is a treasure that lightning-type cultivators dream of.

But for now, he has no choice but to give up for the time being.

My wind and thunder attributes still need to be adjusted and balanced.

If one were to rashly refine the Nine Profound Golden Lightning, the imbalance would only worsen.

We'll have to come back for this treasure later.

"It's about time, let's go back to the Flower Sect."

Yunyi sighed inwardly, then tore open a crack and left.

On the other side, there's Donglong Island.

A huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky.

In a flash of light, the Southern Dragon King and the Western Dragon King emerged from the darkness in a disheveled state.

They looked extremely miserable.

The Western Dragon King lost one of its claws, and blood was still seeping from the severed arm.

His face was pale, his body swayed precariously, and he gasped for breath as soon as he hit the ground.

The Southern Dragon King, who was beside him, fared even worse.

He had a horrifying, gaping hole in his abdomen, the wound piercing through his body and revealing his internal organs clearly.

He covered his wound with one hand, and even though he used his fighting spirit to seal the wound, blood could still be seen seeping out from between his fingers.

The Southern Dragon King also staggered, each step appearing extremely difficult.

"Your Majesty the Dragon King..."

"What...what's going on??"

On Dragon Island, the other dragons were deeply shocked by what they saw.

In their eyes, the invincible Dragon King was actually so badly injured!

(Sorry, I overslept today, the next chapter won't be for another hour!)
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