Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

Chapter 78 The Golden Crocodile King

The battle between the Thorn Dragon and the Mighty Ape ended quickly, with the Mighty Ape ultimately defeated and fleeing in panic.

Yang Ping'an originally planned to leave, but seeing the longing look in the eyes of the Purple-Gold Mastiff, he felt a pang of melancholy. This one-horned thorn dragon might not be able to become his soul ring, but the Purple-Gold Mastiff seemed very interested in his flesh and blood, acting like a complete glutton.

After careful evaluation, Yang Ping'an realized that his current strength was completely insufficient to defeat this one-horned thorn dragon, and that his chances were extremely slim.

However, Yang Ping'an did not intend to give up on this one-horned thorn dragon easily. Instead, he secretly observed it for a while. But the more in-depth and detailed the observation, the more desperate he felt.

In the end, Yang Ping'an had no choice but to give up and continue searching for other soul beasts.

However, during the time Yang Ping'an secretly followed the One-Horned Thorn Dragon that day, he became more familiar with the surrounding environment, especially after finding a relatively long stream where many soul beasts drank water.

Yang Ping'an, meanwhile, secretly hid around the stream, looking for any good soul beasts. After all, neither humans nor soul beasts can live without water, and unexpected gains often come from near water sources.

I observed the stream for ten days straight, and I did encounter many excellent soul beasts, including two dragon-type soul beasts. However, they were either too old or their attributes did not match my own at all, and they were too difficult to hunt.

That afternoon, when the unicorn thorn dragon came to the stream to drink again, Yang Ping'an felt that there was some special change in the water, as if there was a fluctuation of soul power. Unfortunately, even the Purple Gold Mastiff could not smell it in the water.

But for some reason, both Yang Ping'an and the Purple Gold Mastiff suddenly felt a sense of panic, as if there was some great terror around them, as if they were being targeted by a ferocious beast.

Before Yang Ping'an could take any action, the once domineering unicorn thorn cage suddenly let out a sharp screech, which seemed to be filled with endless sorrow. The huge dragon head seemed to be bitten by something, and the bite was very precise, right at the neck of the unicorn thorn dragon.

Yang Ping'an forced himself to look closely and couldn't help but swallow hard. At this moment, the unicorn thorn dragon was actually fighting with a huge golden crocodile.

Although the crocodile was slightly shorter than the unicorn thorn dragon, it was still a full nine meters long. Its eyes seemed to be filled with coldness, and its huge mouth was full of sharp teeth. Its entire body was covered with thick scales, which was completely different from ordinary crocodiles. Ordinary crocodiles have large, large scales, but this golden crocodile had very dense scales, as if they were a single piece, and it radiated a golden luster.

"The Golden Crocodile King, I never expected to find the Golden Crocodile King here. It seems I'm quite lucky."

Yang Ping'an carefully observed the golden crocodile king. Its whole body seemed to be full of power, and the biting force of its two huge mouths was even more terrifying. Even the neck of the highly defensive unicorn thorn dragon was bitten with a deep wound, and the blood almost stained the entire stream.

This golden crocodile king is estimated to be around nine thousand years old, but definitely not ten thousand years old. Although it had the advantage of a sneak attack, the unicorn thorn dragon was still at a disadvantage no matter how hard it fought back.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an's mind was unusually active. This Golden Crocodile King was definitely the most suitable soul beast for him at this stage, without exception. However, even with his strength, he could not defeat this Golden Crocodile King.

Moreover, judging from the situation, this Golden Crocodile King clearly intends to prey on the One-Horned Thorn Dragon. It dares to attack even a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, truly deserving of its reputation as the most cold-blooded jungle hunter.

Seeing that the One-Horned Thorn Dragon had escaped the stream but was gradually becoming weak, Yang Ping'an knew that this was the most critical moment. He had to make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise, if the Golden Crocodile King finished hunting him down, it would be difficult to find him again.

Thinking of this, Yang Ping'an became extremely nervous, his whole body even trembling slightly. He only had a fleeting chance this time.

As the battle between the two sides intensified, the unicorn thorn dragon became increasingly ferocious, almost like a desperate last stand.

However, when facing the Golden Crocodile King, there is a clear difference in strength and defense between the two. The Golden Crocodile King's giant claws are obviously extremely powerful, its giant mouth is even more terrifying, and even the power of its tail is stronger than that of the One-Horned Thorn Dragon.

As the battle continued, the unicorn thorn dragon's aura grew weaker and weaker, its entire body covered in blood, but the golden crocodile king's attacks did not falter at all, and its eyes seemed to grow even colder and more ruthless.

In that instant, Yang Ping'an suddenly sprang into action, and a huge steel net rushed towards the two soul beasts, as if trying to trap them both at the same time. At the same time, a huge iron crossbow shot out an iron arrow, its target being the Golden Crocodile King.

Because Yang Ping'an appeared so suddenly, almost while the two soul beasts were focused on fighting, they were immediately enveloped by the steel net before they could even react.

Even so, both of these soul beasts possessed the strength of ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, and the steel net could only trap them for a very short time.

However, if it were just one soul beast that was trapped, they could probably break free in less than a minute. But now they were trapped two soul beasts that were tearing each other apart, and they were two soul beasts with bloodshot eyes. In their minds, the first thing to do was to get rid of the enemy who wanted to kill them.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Ping'an threw out several more steel nets. Before they could even tear the first steel net apart, several more steel nets surrounded them.

As five steel nets descended, Yang Ping'an's soul power surged once more, and a massive ballista appeared before him. This ballista, specially crafted by Yang Ping'an for hunting soul beasts, was three meters long and two meters wide.

The crossbow bolts were even more terrifying, reaching a full three meters in length and a full three centimeters in diameter. They were all made of refined iron, and the tips were coated with deadly poison. Even with Yang Ping'an's strength, he could not pull the iron bowstring of the ballista; a winch was required.

With the trigger pulled, a huge iron arrow shot out from the ballista, heading straight for the Golden Crocodile King's eye. This was definitely equivalent to a blow from a Soul Emperor.

With a scream, the iron arrow pierced one of the Golden Crocodile King's eyes. The Golden Crocodile King was in pain and seemed to be struggling desperately all over. Its tail and four claws struggled violently, and the steel nets were quickly torn apart like rags.

(End of this chapter)