Lord Of The Magical Beasts Chapter 730

The Poison Dragon Mountain range was richer than the Giant Dragon Mountain Range, and it had an ample amount of all kinds of resources. But it had an unbroken chain of peaks and steep terrain. Even if one ascertained that many regions had a large number of excellent crystals, it would still be difficult for him to extract them. Ordinary people couldn't approach it; it was only possible for G.o.d-level Experts who could fly to do so. This region was engulfed by thick fog and covered by snow all year long. It was difficult even for one's Divine Consciousness to inspect it.

The whole Poison Dragon Mountain Range had only small towns with a population of a hundred thousand or fewer. Large cities with a population of a million were rarely seen, and many aboriginal tribes were scattered among the forests and mountains. Every household wors.h.i.+pped a strange dragon-shaped totem with a pair of wings on its back and an ugly malignant tumor atop its head. It had a crocodile-like large mouth, which was open to expose its two sharp fangs. It resembled a giant dragon a little, but it was more malevolent-looking and scary.

Yang Ling wanted to annex the Poison Dragon Mountain Range, which was rich with resources, into the Magical Beast Domain, and he wanted to convert the simple hill people into followers of the Great Wizard. This was why Yang Ling went to look for the Poison Dragon Cave with the crowd. Unfortunately, the Poison Dragon Mountain Range was unexpectedly large, and even his Divine Consciousness couldn't reach many regions. He couldn't find any useful clues, even after touring the mountains for several days.

“Lord, according to this aboriginal priest's confession, the Poison Dragon Cave is in the east.” One day, the Corpse Wizard King ran over swiftly. He came back with a black-robed old man, and he reported the situation. The old man's hair was messy, and there were some bloodstains on the corners of his mouth. It seemed like he had suffered greatly.

“There are at least 8,000 mountains in the east, if not 10,000. How can we look for it there?” The Dark Dragon King shook his head without waiting for Yang Ling to express his opinion. In the past few days, they had interrogated more than a hundred aboriginal people, but none of them knew the Poison Dragon Cave's specific location.

“Hehehe, this time, it is a different matter. This tribe's priest has a map pa.s.sed down from ancient times.” The Corpse Wizard King chuckled and took out a sparkling crystal ball from his pocket. It was filled with lines, and after the crowd observed it carefully, they discerned that the lines resembled the Poison Dragon Mountain Range's outline.

“Lord… Lord, this is an offering pa.s.sed down by our ancestors. If we lose this treasure, the divine dragon won't listen to our wors.h.i.+p and prayers. The whole tribe will suffer a disaster. Sir, please…” The old priest's face was filled with wrinkles, and even though he was in danger, he still wouldn't risk the crystal ball in the Corpse Wizard King's hands.

According to the tribe's legends, pa.s.sed on from generation to generation, the crystal ball was a treasure received by the ancestors after they entered the divine dragon's cave and offered tribute. If they lost the crystal ball, they would lose the divine dragon's protection, and the whole tribe would suffer a calamity.

“Humph, what ridiculousness! Divine dragons are just large snakes that can fly.” The Corpse Wizard King sneered coldly and said, “You can set your mind at ease. This time, our lord has undertaken this task personally, and he will tear apart the whole Poison Dragon Cave.”

“It's fine, Rodriguez. Give him a bag of Black Crystals and let him go back. Let's go see where the Poison Dragon Cave is.” Yang Ling chuckled softly and left quickly with the crowd atop the Golden Roc's back. They followed the instructions on the crystal ball, and they crossed many high mountains, as well as forests.

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The Golden Roc was very swift, and he brought the crowd into a valley of unfathomable depths in just three days. They smelled a strong sulfur odor as they approached the valley. It had a smell like burnt hair mixed with it. The whole valley was covered with rubble, and it had many unfamiliar large scarlet trees. Skeletal remains could be seen all around; it seemed like many adventurers had once come here. Unfortunately, they were all gone forever.

Was the Poison Dragon Cave in the depths of this valley?

Yang Ling looked at the scarlet mark on the crystal ball, then observed the terrain around him. He patted the Golden Roc beneath him and asked him to stop. Then, he wove Wizard Seals and summoned a team of Mutant Horned Bee Beasts. He ordered them to fly forward and explore the vicinity.

The valley didn't just have a strong sulfur odor; it was also full of thick smoke. The closer they got to the valley, the higher the temperature got, and a strong wind blew at them. It seemed like there was an active volcano underground, and it might erupt at any moment. What was strange was that volcanic ash permeated the air, and it was difficult even for a strong Divine Consciousness to inspect the depths of the valley. It was unknown whether this was due to the environmental anomaly or the protection of a Magical Formation Spell.

“Let's go! Let's go inside and observe the situation. You should be careful on the way.” Yang Ling muttered to himself for a moment before he ordered the Golden Roc to fly inside slowly. Even if the cave had a tiger den or a dragon pod, he was still confident that he could make his way through it.

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After they came around a corner, a hot wind suddenly blew from the depths of the valley. It had a nauseating odor. An enormous poison dragon with a large malignant tumor on its head suddenly appeared behind a large boulder. It seemed like he had come up out of the ground suddenly. This dragon made threatening gestures and glared at the crowd with its bloodshot eyes. Its gaze would make people s.h.i.+ver with fear; it wasn't any different than a viper with deadly poison.

“Lowly humans that have intruded into our Poison Dragon Valley, you will all die.” The ugly poison dragon roared loudly. The malignant tumor atop its head contracted intensely, then expanded swiftly. It spouted purple flames that had a horrible stink.

“Humph, you have a death wish.”

The Golden Roc flapped its wings strongly and instantly soared into the sky. It dodged the poison dragon's purple flames. As for the Mother Empress, it was ready for this. It flew swiftly and brandished its large, sharp claws. It caught the poison dragon.

Roar!

The poison dragon was taken off-guard by the Mother Empress, and it got caught. It let out loud roars, and its ugly malignant tumor contracted intensely once again. But its large body was swept into the air by the Mother Empress before it could spout poison gas. It was shortly torn into shreds.

In an instant, the poison dragon's scarlet blood gushed out, and a rain of blood fell from the air. The heavy corpse also fell with a rumble to the ground, and tears of blood seeped out of its lantern-like eyes. It died with open eyes. It seemed like it still couldn't believe that the Mother Empress could kill it with a single strike.

Rustle!

The strong smell of blood spread far and wide, and a rustling noise could be heard nearby. Many poison dragons with bloodshot eyes emerged from the rubble. Their number reached several hundred, and they all had at least a High-level Divine Beast's power.

An underground labyrinth?

Yang Ling quickly discovered some cave mouths thanks to the Horned Bee Beasts that had explored the path. He spread out his strong Mental Energy, and he shortly discovered a large underground labyrinth. The labyrinth had unfathomable depths, with innumerable large and small side roads.

Roar!

When the numerous poison dragons saw the bloodstains on the ground, they roared loudly and surrounded the crowd swiftly. They made threatening gestures, and their bloodthirsty eyes were bloodshot. They wished badly to tear Yang Ling's team to shreds.

“Death Ripples, die!”

“Demon G.o.d Battle Formation, charge!”

Upon seeing the ferocious poison dragons, the Corpse Wizard King, Dark Dragon King, and others attacked decisively without waiting for Yang Ling's instructions. They didn't have as many troops as the roaring poison dragons, but their attacks were stronger, and after they formed the Demon G.o.d Battle Formation, their offensive and defensive power reached an astounding level. They rushed forward and attacked left and right. They were invincible!

“Lord, why don't we charge ahead together and exterminate them at the highest speed possible?” The Black-horned Demon, Natalie, looked at the numerous roaring dragons and raised the Shadowless Whip in her hand. She was eager to give this a try!

“You don't have to hurry. Rodriguez and his companions are enough to kill those poison dragons. In addition, they still have the Mother Empress. Those dragons are no match for them.” Yang Ling was still composed, and he observed the scene calmly. His tremendous Mental Energy turned into a formless cobweb, and it carefully observed the underground labyrinth.

It was difficult for ordinary people to resist several hundred poison dragons with a High-level Divine Beast's power, but such dragons couldn't withstand even a single blow from a peerless powerhouse who had practiced for many years. The Poison Dragon Valley was covered with corpses. Some had only completely deformed skeletal remains left, yet they still emitted intense Energy RIpples. It was obvious that they'd had great power during their lives, at least a Dimensional Wanderer's power.

If he was guessing correctly, this group of poison dragons was just ordinary guards, and the true trump card was in the rear. He had to guard against it, and it wouldn't be wise for them to attack with their full power yet.

“Huh? A Wandering Divine Beast?”

Sure enough, when Yang Ling's voice echoed out, a giant scarlet dragon rushed out of the depths of the valley. The ugly malignant tumor atop its head was throbbing hard. This dragon seemed like the poison dragons' king. It was followed by a large group of scarlet poison dragons; their number reached a thousand. What was strange was that the group of poison dragons was followed by a transparent dragon silhouette. Its size was much, much larger than ordinary poison dragons, and it hovered silently above the ground. It was very far from them, yet it still emitted a supreme wave of pressure, which was accompanied by a murderous aura that covered both the sky and land alike.

“An Ancient Dragon Soul?”

When the Old Dragon Turtle, Kaleisa, saw the transparent dragon silhouette behind the group of poison dragons, its expression changed drastically. It retreated swiftly as if it had seen a ghost. “Hurry up! Fall back quickly! This is an Ancient Dragon Soul, an unkillable Ancient Dragon Soul!”

“Retreat!”

The Corpse Wizard King, Rodriguez, had rich battle experience, and he didn't bother with hunting down the wounded poison dragons. He swiftly retreated with the Dark Dragon King, Blood Angel Ophelia, and the others. Even if he hadn't been warned by the Old Dragon Turtle, he would have detected the intense danger. This was why he didn't dare to tarry.

“Tsk, tsk. I didn't expect that I would come across two Wandering Divine Beasts today. I also didn't expect that there is still someone that could recognize our Poison Dragon Clan's Ancient Dragon Soul even after so many years.” The Poison Dragon King had a large body, and he spoke in a deep voice. He cast an ice-cold glance at the Dragon Turtle, Kaleisa, before saying, “But it's already too late. Anyone who has entered our Poison Dragon Valley shouldn't even dream about escaping.”

The Poison Dragon King's bloodthirsty eyes were bulging and bloodshot. Even though he understood that Yang Ling had two Wandering Divine Beasts with him, the Golden Roc and Mother Empress, he still wasn't afraid. Over the years, there had been at least eight Dimensional Wanderers who'd intruded into the Poison Dragon Valley, and they were all killed by the Ancient Dragon Soul. Yang Ling's team was very strong. But, in his eyes, even if they were ten times stronger, they would still die.

The Ancient Dragon Soul was immune to all physical and magical attacks, and it fettered all generations of the Poison Dragon Clan in the Poison Dragon Valley. But it was still the Poison Dragon Clan's guardian G.o.d, and the Poison Dragon Valley was like an impregnable fortress thanks to this nearly invincible being.