I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

Then... it turned around and flew away into the distance.

Xue Jing was taken aback.

"Hey, it's trying to run away?"

"This border area is so small, where could it possibly run? Chase it!"

The person in the mirror immediately spoke.

Xue Jing nodded, stepped on the ground, and launched himself forward. In mid-air, he repeatedly stepped on the black plates formed by shadow flames, moving at an extremely fast speed and constantly approaching the true dragon.

At this moment, the true dragon was extremely weak, and its flight speed was nearly ten times slower than the initial supersonic speed, allowing Xue Jing to continuously close the distance.

"You need to be careful. It didn't run away because it thought it couldn't beat you; it's afraid you still have 'claws' on you!"

The person in the mirror reminded me.

"Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Its current combat strength is at least at the level of those three guardian dragons. We absolutely cannot let our guard down!"

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes slightly: "Don't worry, I understand."

He touched the Futu Blade at his waist, looked at the true dragon that was still hundreds of meters away from him, stepped on the thin black plate under his feet, and activated Twin Speed.

"call out--!"

As if a rocket booster had been suddenly installed at the tail, the person immediately closed in on the real dragon.

"Hey, you beast, where do you think you're going?!"

With a shout, Xue Jing spun twice in the air, drew his sword, and slashed it across the dragon's back.

"呲-"

The blade entered the body with only slight resistance before smoothly slicing through the bark-like scales and penetrating deep into the flesh, creating a deep wound.

Now that things have come to this, the true dragon, having already experienced the hellish torment of the Serpent Slayers, naturally doesn't care about the pain of this wound.

But once again offended by this audacious little insect, its hatred and bestial ferocity immediately overwhelmed its reason. No longer caring whether the other party still had that 'foreign object', it stopped immediately, turned around, and stretched out its claws, swatting at Xue Jing as if swatting a mosquito.

Xue Jing stepped onto the thin board, leaped into the air to dodge the attack, sheathed his sword Futu, and stared at the dragon's claws with his divine silver eyes. Then, he gathered his strength again, drew his sword, and instantly unleashed dozens of slashes.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle—"

The flesh and blood on the dragon's claws were completely removed as if by a skilled butcher, leaving only the dark golden claw bones.

Xue Jing once again kicked off from mid-air, his entire body plummeting down. With a flash of light, he appeared below the true dragon, and a huge blade wound tore open on the dragon's body, slicing from its left shoulder to its right waist.

Dark golden blood gushed out, and the true dragon roared angrily, its body crackling with golden lightning. But the dragon lightning had barely appeared on its body when it instantly went out.

It had already used up almost all of its Dragon Thunder in order to deal with the Serpent Slayer that had pierced its core organ.

Left with no other choice, it could only chase after the slippery Xue Jing with its claws, sharp teeth, and long tail, like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito.

Even though the true dragon has been weakened to the extreme, it still possesses immense attack power and speed in every move. As a race favored by the heavens, its basic physical abilities are not weak.

However, Xue Jing is small in stature and has a small target. He also possesses extremely strong five senses and reaction ability, as well as the observational ability of [Visualization·True] that imprints everything in all directions in his mind. He is simply too agile to be real.

Not only could it always perfectly dodge the dragon's attacks, but it also frequently seized opportunities to counterattack during the gaps in the dragon's attacks, leaving one knife wound after another on its body.

The two continued to engage in close combat, attacking each other head-on.

……

On the ground, inside a tattered golden sphere of vegetation, Renia opened her eyes and blinked in confusion.

The intense pain of ruptured eardrums was coming from both ears, and there were abrasions and fractures all over his body.

But it seems she... survived.

As her eyes gradually cleared, Renia endured the pain, groaned as she got up, and looked around.

Soon, she saw her sister Dotia lying quietly beside her.

With great effort, Renia raised her right hand and placed it on Dotia's plump fruit. Only after feeling her heart still beating did she breathe a sigh of relief and reveal a joyful smile.

"Sister...we survived."

She gently nudged Dotia's body, trying to wake her up.

Because her eardrums were ruptured by the dragon's roar, her hearing had deteriorated significantly. She could barely hear her own voice, so she unconsciously spoke louder.

Dotia was quickly shaken awake from her coma.

Upon seeing that the other was still alive, the two sisters embraced each other tightly, overjoyed and weeping.

After a while, the two people with hearing loss spoke loudly to each other and communicated with gestures, then pried open the golden wooden sphere and stepped outside.

"Roar--!!"

A dragon's roar that shook the border region came from the horizon. Even the two sisters, who were nearly deaf, could hear it clearly and couldn't help but look up at the horizon.

They saw a person wielding a long sword, locked in a fierce battle with the terrifying Dragon God in the distant sky.

This was a scene that they could not understand at all, a scene completely outside their comprehension.

Humans are actually fighting the Dragon God to a standstill?

Even as the dragon god's body was repeatedly slashed open by the blades, the human nimbly dodged all the attacks and was never hit.

"He...suppressed the Dragon God?"

Dotia covered her mouth with both hands and said incredulously.

Renia felt a surge of pride and couldn't help but say smugly, "Impressive, right? I told you he was strong!"

Dotia: "Huh? What did you say?"

Because of her ruptured eardrum, she didn't hear the sentence clearly.

Renia shouted into her ear, "Sister, let's go back first. All we can do now is wait!"

Upon hearing this, Dotia nodded, placed her hands on her full breasts, and made a praying gesture towards the man and dragon locked in a fierce battle in the sky, hoping that the dragon-slaying warrior would return safely in victory.

After giving Xue Jing one last hopeful look, the two sisters supported each other and limped towards this country.

……

Time passed slowly, and before we knew it, nearly five hours had gone by.

As dusk settled, a full moon gradually appeared in the night sky.

During those five hours, Xue Jing fought a relentless and desperate battle with the true dragon.

The man and the dragon, who had been fighting above the roaring waterfall, gradually moved to another location.

Xue Jing didn't notice at first, but soon realized that the true dragon was guiding his battle route.

As they fought, they entered the territory of the three guardian dragons they had encountered earlier.

But clearly, it didn't get the help it expected, and all its efforts were in vain.

Xue Jing had already killed all the dragons in the border area.

Zhenlong also realized that this was a planned, organized, and premeditated criminal act targeting him!

He suddenly went mad, his hatred surged, and he began to devote himself entirely to the battle with Xue Jing.

In the extremely intense battle, Xue Jing maintained a state of high mental tension. Over time, he inevitably made mistakes and was hit by the True Dragon several times.

His physical strength was no match for that of a dragon. If he were hit, he would be seriously injured and on the verge of death. Fortunately, he had the means to activate the flame of life, and with his body regenerating at super speed, he was fine as long as he was not instantly killed.

However, the life force consumed was real. Compared to the true dragon, who was continuously injured for five hours, he was closer to being completely exhausted.

"Roar--!!"

With a roar, several flashes of light swept across, slicing a deep, crisscrossing wound on the dragon's neck and tearing away a large chunk of flesh. Xue Jing, slightly out of breath, dodged the dragon's tail-sweeping counterattack and thought to himself:

"It's troublesome..."

Just as the True Dragon was unable to use Dragon Lightning, his Shadow Flame was now almost completely depleted, and the nearly thirty Plant Contract Seeds had evaporated in the previous Dragon Lightning burst.

Therefore, the only thing he can rely on is his martial arts skills.

But now, his life force is dwindling, and his stamina, which has been gradually depleted by prolonged high-intensity combat, has put him in a predicament.

The person in the mirror also noticed this; its two little hands were clenched tightly together, and it said nervously:

"Hang in there, Xue Jing."

"It's almost over. Now it's all about willpower. It's about to give up. Whoever can't hold on any longer will lose!"

As the person in the mirror spoke, they looked at the cherry blossoms with dragon horns wrapped around the dragon's head.

Unlike the increasingly weakened dragon itself, the dragon horn cherry blossom, which was originally somewhat yellowed and withered, is now gradually recovering.

"Something's not right." A serious look appeared in the eyes of the person in the mirror.

"Xue Jing, be careful."

"This pureblood has never used the power of its core organ even once from the very beginning until now!"

"Although it's very likely that its 'claws' are preventing it from using them, we still have to be careful!"

Upon hearing this, Xue Jing's gaze shifted, and he looked at the only unusual part of the true dragon's body—the dragon horn cherry blossom.

He immediately took a few steps, stepping on the thin plate, approaching its head, and swung his sword to slash at the dragon's horns.

The true dragon, who had never dodged or evaded his attacks, suddenly ducked his head and dodged the slash.

Seeing that it had been exposed, the true dragon stopped pretending and roared, using its barely recovered core ability. The cherry blossoms on its horns began to multiply rapidly, sprouting out one by one, detaching from the horns and scattering in the air.

In the blink of an eye, Xue Jing was surrounded by an endless sea of ​​flowers.

Under the full moon in the pitch-black night sky, countless petals engulfed him completely, their vastness leaving him no room to escape.

"Xue Jing!!"

The person in the mirror cried out.

Each petal, upon touching Xue Jing, immediately began to draw upon the little life force remaining in his body, extracting it along with his flesh and blood.

Endless petals covered him, and in less than a second, he was sucked into a skeleton, his skin crushed and absorbed, and the marrow in his bones drained away, leaving only a brittle skeleton devoid of any essence.

"It's over, all our efforts have been in vain..."

The person in the mirror inside the bracelet desperately covered their head.