It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

Chapter 752 I'm sorry

After the true dragon ruler "fell" back then, Dorgon obtained the remains that were separated out. His initial research direction was to "slice" the remains into thousands of fragments in order to dissolve the spiritual will contained within them.

But it failed.

Slicing cannot dissolve the spirit and will; it remains within the remains. Moreover, the fragmented remains will sense each other and automatically reunite.

It wasn't until more than a hundred years ago, when Dorgon was studying the formation of the Peerless Battle Soul, that he finally made a breakthrough and split the remains in two.

He carried the remains of the master with him, and he sealed that small piece of remains in a well using an array.

Years later, upon returning from an outing, Dorgon discovered that the small piece of remains had grown wildly and transformed into a small black dragon. However, because its spirit and will were incomplete, the black dragon was not very intelligent.

They have no recollection of ever being the powerful ruler of the water.

The black dragon itself was the product of a research accident.

Dorgon was initially unwilling, intending to kill the black dragon and let it become a remnant, waiting for him to figure out a way to seize power.

Until more than eighty years ago, when the sorcerer suddenly appeared, Dorgon was inspired by this and abandoned this part of his power, cultivating the Black Dragon into his own field of leeks, waiting to harvest it one day.

"Hmph, back then, the demonic cultivator taught the Three Talents Sword Technique to Li Zhu and sealed his remains in a mountain cave. He was probably leaving a backup plan, giving the future bloodline world a means to kill the ruler... Tsk, subtle clues, a far-reaching scheme."

It's possible that the demon realized later on that someone was pulling the strings behind the scenes, or it's possible that he had been to the Pantheon and knew that these demons would reappear sooner or later.

The slime was the key to creating the sword of energy, so he sealed the remains within his body along with the sword embryo.

This horror is the real reason why the Lord of Lust has survived to this day.

Dorgon suddenly understood this point.

"I'm not stupid either, I've taken precautions." Dorgon stepped into the black dragon's head. His possession was not about devouring the black dragon, but about taking its place.

By fusing his own remains with those of the black dragon, he could restore his dragon body and become the true embodiment of the Dragon Sovereign.

No, it is Dorgon, the True Dragon Ruler.

Whoosh...

The missile descended from the sky and crashed into Dorgon's supernatural domain.

Then it exploded with a series of loud booms, creating towering waves and spraying white foam.

Are you locking me in?

It's the woman next to Li Xianyu...

Seeing my true form descend upon her, she didn't even run away. This woman has gone mad from practicing that evil art of ruthlessness and desirelessness.

Yes, she's Li Xianyu's woman. I can capture her alive and use her as leverage.

However, given Li Xianyu's personality, he'd probably rather die than surrender. That wouldn't be bad either; he could strangle his woman right in front of him.

Dorgon thought cruelly, unconcerned about the bombardment from above.

"He who laughs last laughs best. The Phoenix has only been awakened for twenty-four years. How can it contend with me? Poison Tail and Breaking Army are my allies. We have been planning this for so long."

"The Kusanagi Sword is mine now. That idiot Baker Richardson, even if you're at the peak of the Yakuza, you can't possibly be my match."

"When I obtain the fruit, I will reverse time, and this world will belong to my Great Qing. Dorgon will rule the world for endless years."

Dorgon's ambition remained constant; ruling the Far East was no longer enough for his current status, and ruling the entire world was his ultimate goal.

Dorgon's feet began to melt, and the melting flesh turned into a core of flesh, from which countless tiny nerves and blood vessels extended, reconnecting to the black dragon's body.

He will become the brain of the black dragon, and the remains within his body will complete the black dragon's remains, so that the true dragon ruler of that time can be perfectly restored.

At that moment, Dorgon, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and two scarlet lights flashed in the dark sea.

Between the sea and the sky, crimson flames surged, their blazing light piercing through hundreds of meters into the deep sea, illuminating the corpses of Dorgon and the Black Dragon.

She's here.

Lord of the Pantheon.

The strongest among the nine rulers.

Dorgon showed no surprise or anger, nor any annoyance at the ruined good thing; it seemed as if he had expected it all along, and it seemed as if it was exactly what he wanted.

......

Upon seeing the blinding light at the edge of the horizon, Sanwu immediately took off in his helicopter, but still could not escape the area engulfed by the flames.

The phoenix was too fast, like a shooting star streaking across the sky. One moment it was at the horizon, and the next a scorching wind was already rushing towards it.

The helicopter's exterior was scorching hot, and the fuel tank exploded, turning into a spectacular firework display.

The three-nothing erected a protective aura, stepped into the air, and continued their escape.

The high temperature couldn't harm her; it was just the heat emitted by the phoenix itself, and it had no intention of attacking.

But she had to leave this sea area as soon as possible. It was very risky for her, a half-step Extreme Realm cultivator, to be a mere spectator in a battle between ancient demons at the Extreme Realm level.

One wrong move and it could turn from a pleasant experience into a ruined one.

As Sanwu fled, he took out his communicator and contacted the Thunder King: "Reinforcements have arrived."

"Where is the Black Dragon?" Thunder King asked urgently.

"It's dead." Sanwu said calmly, "Its presence has vanished."

The Thunder King remained silent for a long time. Sanwu heard a series of loud crackling sounds coming from the communicator. After a while, a hoarse voice came through: "I've already sent a helicopter to pick you up."

Those who are at the half-step extreme level have the ability to fly, but ultimately they don't have wings and cannot stay in the air for long.

In addition, he notified all patrol ships and patrol boats in the vicinity of the East China Sea to evacuate immediately.

In the command room, the Thunder King sat slumped, his temples already streaked with silver. His face was pale and his eyes were bloodshot.

He sat there blankly for more than ten seconds before saying, "Inform Li Xianyu that Black Dragon... has sacrificed himself."

.....

high seas!

The massive ship, with the American flag fluttering in the wind.

Angie Charles, who plays Aquaman, sits at a dining table on the deck, eating steak piece by piece amidst a lavish spread of food.

He looked quite disheveled, like a thug who had just been in a street fight. Of course, if a thug had suffered the same injuries as him, he would have been reincarnated long ago.

Charles's wound is healing fairly well. After his hasty escape, a highly skilled team of surgeons immediately operated on him to treat the wound. Combined with his own healing abilities, he has now recovered to 50%.

Eating can also accelerate wound healing, as cell division is extremely energy-intensive.

What a stroke of luck! I almost died. Indeed, the difference between humans and ancient demons is too great. Even if humans enhance themselves through qi cultivation and combat skills, the fundamental difference in life essence cannot be easily caught up or bridged.

Both are at the half-step extreme level, but I have absolutely no chance of winning against that black dragon.

I was lucky to come back alive this time. For some reason, the black dragon gave up the chase.

"If that bitch Baker Richardson doesn't manage to snatch the treasure, let's see if he can still hold onto his position in the Superpower Association."

"No, I can't call him a bitch now. If I really manage to snatch the treasure, I'll have to cling to his coattails..."

Unlike the Titans, Aquaman is a former soldier who admires strength and worships the strong.

Aquaman comes from a capitalist family and prioritizes profit, so he doesn't have much respect for Baker Richardson.

Suddenly, a light like the rising sun appeared at the horizon, lasting only a few seconds before disappearing.

Charles, who happened to be facing that direction, was startled: "Baoze used a nuclear bomb?"

After waiting a few seconds, no deafening explosion was heard.

The sea was churning with waves, but there was no shockwave like that of an explosion.

"Baoze shouldn't have the guts to drop bombs into international waters. The fact that the black dragon didn't chase it into international waters is an example. And their only enemy is me. If they were to drop bombs, they should be targeting me."

"Then, what was that bright light? It was clearly the flames of a high-yield missile explosion, but there was no sound..."

Charles was completely bewildered.

"Your Majesty, radar has detected two high-energy life forms in the East China Sea," the observer reported.

Two living beings... Charles was taken aback.

So that's how it is. The reason the Black Dragon abandoned me was because it sensed a new enemy.

Did I miss the chance to ambush the enemy...? Who was it? It shouldn't be a giant; he's not good at swimming.

That burst of light just now wasn't something a half-step Extreme Dao cultivator could create... Extreme Dao? That bitch Baker Richardson?

If that's the case, does it mean the battle at Pantheon is over?

You got your hands on the item?!

President Baker, let me help you!

Charles dropped his knife and fork, and stood up unsteadily: "Prepare the helicopter to take me there."

He planned to check the situation first, and if the fruit was successfully obtained, he would support Chairman Baker.

If things go wrong, he can leave by helicopter and ignore that bitch Baker Richardson.

......

Liucheng, Zhejiang Province.

The helicopter roared over the small town, and Li Xianyu stood at the cabin door, looking down at the crisscrossing streets.

Liucheng is under martial law; all traffic in and out of the city has been blocked. Drones are circling and monitoring the area in the suburbs.

Just like the blockade that the Japanese Tenjin Shrine imposed on Li Xianyu back then.

At the Fuzhou branch, the anti-pornography team is on its way to Zhejiang Province. In a few hours, a large amount of manpower and resources mobilized from branches in various coastal provinces will converge on Zhejiang Province.

Grandma, Dan Chenzi, Li Peiyun, Qin Ze and other experts patrolled the air by helicopter.

But this still doesn't guarantee that Dorgon and Baker Richardson can be found.

The master of the extreme arts is determined to hide, making it extremely difficult to find him.

The only solution is to deploy more manpower and conduct a thorough search.

However, this will take a lot of time.

The helicopter's communicator crackled with the voice of the headquarters announcer: "Notification! Notification! Dorgon has appeared in the East China Sea. Black Dragon has been killed."

Li Xianyu, who was standing at the cabin door, froze for a long time without making any other move.

A few minutes later, he sat back down and vigorously rubbed his face.

Back in the island nation, he once wished he could tear the black dragon to pieces—yes, the very moment it devoured Sanwu.

After the war on the island nation ended, with the intention of using it, they took in the pitiful black dragon, and at that time they felt some pity for it.

After returning to China and living there for a while, I realized that this guy was just a mentally challenged child. He was happy and content as long as he could watch cartoons and read comic books. He would hold his phone in his two paws and spend the whole day looking at it.

It would be even better if it could eat its fill, but who can blame it for having such a big appetite? If it eats to its heart's content, it will surely eat up all the money he has to support his harem.

Anyway, he's just a tool dragon. He suffers with Dorgon, but he can also enjoy a few days of freedom with him. That's already good enough.

How could he have died so suddenly? What a short-lived loser.

That's just fate. If they were to pull you into the Pantheon, wouldn't you be the first one to die?

They arranged such a safe and risk-free job, yet Dorgon still killed him. Isn't that just fate?

As Li Xianyu pondered, she suddenly buried her face in her palms:

"I'm sorry, I've never let you eat your fill..."

(End of this chapter)