Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 190 Leap: I'll lead the way!
"No, it's okay."

Su Qiu shook his head, sensing the power of the Mountain Dragon King's torso and bones.

This bone gave him two soul skills.

First.

"Ten thousand mountains sink into the abyss."

The moment the words fell, the power of the Mountain Dragon King's torso bones erupted completely, and the ground of the Dragon Valley beneath his feet suddenly collapsed several inches. A visible ripple spread wildly outwards from him.

The earth element between heaven and earth was summoned and gathered wildly. Amidst the churning clouds, one after another, majestic mountain phantoms rose from the ground.

Each one was solid and lifelike, with steep rock peaks and jagged stone patterns. They were wrapped in dark golden chains, and just by hovering in mid-air, they made the entire Dragon Valley space creak under their weight.

The air pressure increased sharply, making it difficult for the Tang Clan warriors exploring Dragon Valley to move an inch.

They stared in horror at the towering mountains that blotted out the sky.

Due to the strange changes in Dragon Valley, they were forced to leave the small world one by one.

Su Qiu lowered his eyes and glanced at the mountains. With a slight retraction of his thoughts, the overwhelming pressure subsided by more than half.

The illusory mountain images that filled the sky were paused, suspended in mid-air and no longer expanding. Only the chains on the surface continued to tremble gently and hum.

He exhaled a breath of stale air, and the rock patterns on his chest gradually faded away. "I tested its power as soon as it was fused, but I didn't expect it to cause such a big commotion."

Mountains and abysses have a strong effect of suppressing and trapping enemies, but now that there are no enemies, they cannot display their true power.

Yue smugly flicked its tail: "Don't you even know whose bones you're made of?"

With a thought, Su Qiu's soul skill collapsed, and the illusory mountain transformed into countless earth-yellow light spots, merging back into the world.

The collapse of the Dragon Valley ground gradually subsided, and the cracks were repaired and disappeared, as if the sudden change in the world had never happened.

He raised his hand and pressed it to his chest, feeling the perfect fusion of the dragon bone power with himself: "I've tried the first soul skill, now it's time to see the second one."

Before he finished speaking, the rock pattern on Su Qiu's chest lit up again. This time, the light did not spread outward, but instead contracted inward, slowly merging into every inch of flesh and blood along the meridians and bones.

In an instant, a faint golden dragon scale phantom appeared on his skin, and his bones made a crisp cracking sound. His already indestructible Golden Body Realm body began to transform once again under the nourishment of the dragon bone power.

"This second soul skill is called Dragon Body Hundred Refinements," Su Qiu said slowly, his voice carrying a powerful, surging quality. "In its passive state, it continuously nourishes the physical body; if actively activated..."

Su Qiu tried it briefly and said uncertainly, "It should be able to withstand a Super Douluo."

"This soul skill is not bad."

He hasn't actually fought a Super Douluo yet, so it's still uncertain.

Yue's soul looked at the dragon scale phantoms around him and said disdainfully, "What do you mean 'not bad'? You're too weak."

"What Super Douluo? What is that? Can it even compare to a god?"

"Even if it's a God-King, cough cough, a full-force attack from a Level One God, my bones can easily withstand it."

Upon hearing this, Su Qiu's face darkened: "After a single move from a first-level god, I'll be nothing but bones."

The problem is that the hardware is too powerful, and Su Qiu's software can't keep up; after all, he's only level 60.

Yue was so choked that his dragon tail stiffened, and he muttered, "Who can I blame? Anyway, my bones are very strong."

Su Qiu glanced at it, raised his hand and stroked the warm rock patterns on his chest. The phantom of the dragon scales slowly disappeared, and the cracking of the bones gradually subsided. Only the deep power surging within his body continued to wash over his meridians.

Looking back at Gu Yue and Na'er, who were suspended in mid-air, Su Qiu thought for a moment and asked, "Are we just going to keep waiting like this?"

Yue asked in return, "Otherwise what?" "Well, since we're already here, and I only took one soul bone from such a huge dragon bone, that's a bit too little."

Yue was furious: "You little brat, you think you're the mistress just because I call you 'mistress'?"

His soul swayed, and with a flick of his dragon tail, a cloud of yellow dust billowed out: "I have no bones, but you can take my life!"

Su Qiu rolled her eyes at the word "mistress," but didn't bother to argue with the old dragon about the slip of the tongue. Instead, she moved closer.

He lightly tapped the dark gold rock pattern on his chest, deliberately letting some of the heavy dragon bone pressure dissipate, and said in a somewhat persuasive tone: "Old dragon, what's the rush? I'm not asking for more of your bones, I just feel it's a waste to waste so many soul bones inside the dragon bone."

Leap's soul floated back warily, its vertical pupils wide open: "Waste? Even if the bones of the dragon are buried in the ground for eternity, they still represent the dignity of the dragon race. How dare you have such crooked thoughts?"

"Hey, that's wrong."

Su Qiu put her arm around Yue's shoulder.

If only he had shoulders.

Pointing into the distance, he said, "Look at the skeletons of the Wind Dragon King, the Light and Dark Dragon Kings, how perfect they are."

This is a lie.

Su Qiu didn't see anything and was hoping Yue would lead the way for him.

“Take another look at yours. There’s a huge gap in the middle, and they can’t be connected anymore.”

"They'll definitely laugh at me."

Yue burst into a tirade: "You still have the nerve to say that? Isn't it all your fault?"

“I have a plan,” Su Qiu suggested. “Just make sure they’re not whole either.”

Leap suddenly froze in mid-air, his vertical pupils bulging almost out of their sockets, the yellow dust from his dragon tail halfway through its swing freezing in mid-air: "So that's how it is, you want me to be a traitor to the dragon?"

Su Qiu waved her hand: "What traitor? Do you treat me, the mistress of the house, like an outsider?"

"Boy, you've miscalculated." Yue sneered, "Don't you know that my Mountain Dragon King clan is the most loyal and righteous?"

"The saying 'Mountain Dragon is king' is not just empty words!"

"Okay." Su Qiu shrugged; it was just a spur-of-the-moment idea. "Then we'll wait."

“Then let’s set off immediately.” Yue interrupted him, taking the lead: “Loyalty comes first, Mistress, I will lead the way.”

Su Qiu's lazy expression froze instantly, and she blinked as if she hadn't reacted yet.

Leap had already floated several feet away, then turned back and flicked his dragon tail, his dark golden vertical pupils filled with impatience: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and catch up. You've damaged my bones so badly, I can't be the only one embarrassed!"

The mounds deep within Dragon Valley are scattered and become increasingly chaotic as you walk, while the elemental aura surrounding you becomes increasingly pure.

Yue led Su Qiu directly to a mound on the east side that was enveloped in a pale blue swirling wind. This mound was several feet higher than the surrounding mounds.

Sparse dragon patterns could be vaguely seen flowing within the swirling wind, and the sharp wind aura could make one's skin tingle even from a great distance.

"We've arrived, Feng's territory." Yue stopped above the mound, the yellow aura around him diminishing slightly, but still carrying the heavy pressure of the Mountain Dragon King. "I'll communicate with her first, you stand back."

Su Qiu nodded obediently and stepped back.

Yue slowly lowered his head and let out a deep and long dragon roar. The dragon roar was ancient and obscure, carrying the unique spiritual fluctuations of the dragon race, and slowly echoed in the tranquil Dragon Valley.

This is the secret language of the dragon race, carrying apologies, requests, and the unique majesty of the Mountain Dragon King clan.

(End of this chapter)