This Young Master is not Cannon Fodder - Chapter 535

The Waterdrop Dragon Lord’s claws struck azure scales, causing sparks to fly and leaving a pale mark, but otherwise, leaving no damage. His heart fell into his stomach, but at this moment, the dragon lord knew it was too late to fall back.

His other claw clashed against the Tyrant Sword Monarch’s weapon. At the moment of contact, he felt a destructive energy invade through his claw and into his body. The energy appeared to be the antithesis of his dragon might. Wherever the energy encroached, he felt his strength flowing out of his body.

A sickening crack echoed in the void, and the Tyrant Sword Monarch sliced through his claws and into his hand.

The Waterdrop Dragon Lord roared in pain and reared back. However, how could his opponent allow him to do as he wished? The sword monarch gave chase, his weapon gleamed a vicious red tainted by dragon blood.

The blue scales on the Waterdrop Dragon Lord’s scales quivered momentarily before shooting off his body. The moment they left, they transformed into water drops and formed a barrier between the Tyrant Sword Monarch and himself.

With each swing, the Tyrant Sword Monarch’s weapon ruptured the water drops, leaving behind shattered scales. “So this is the secret behind your domain. As long as I destroy all your scales, you will be nothing but a sitting duck.”

The Waterdrop Dragon Lord roared in anger at the gall the Tyrant Sword Monarch had at comparing him to a fowl, but he knew he was at a disadvantage. It was just as the sword immortal said. A large portion of his abilities were centered on his scales. Most people couldn’t destroy them, but his foe could. The moment he lost all his scales, his combat potential would drop by half.

He would not admit defeat, both because his pride did not allow it and this duel was one of life and death. So, he could only become crazy. Abandon all defense and attack crazily. As a true dragon, he held an innate advantage over humans with weak flesh.

But he had forgotten that the Tyrant Sword Monarch practiced the Dragon Emperor Fist. In terms of flesh, he was only weaker than dragon kings.

Outgunned with no retreat, the Tyrant Sword Monarch decapitated the Waterdrop Dragon Lord’s head not long after, announcing the end of the match.

After Ye Chen returned from the duel, a momentary silence hung in the air. Although the two sides almost came to blows when he collected the dragon lord’s corpse. A true dragon, after all, was a valuable material in short supply in the Three Thousand Immortal Realms System.

The Demon Clan needed to discuss who they sent out next, as did the alliance of two hegemonic forces. Since someone from the Numinous Sword Sect had just returned, someone from the Immortal Court must take the field next.

Jiang Daoyi, the Nine Heavens Emperor’s wife and dao companion, volunteered. A few wanted to dissuade her, but she was adamant. And upon seeing Tianyi not rejecting the matter, they allowed it.

Although Daoyi was famous, it was not because of her cultivation speed or prowess. Rather, she became famous because she was Tianyi’s wife and Mengfei’s sole disciple. Many even thought she reached her current height thanks to external aid because of her connection with the two grand elders.

Daoyi did not mind the rumors. Few would dare to say such words to her face. Even the whispered mockings on forums in the Xiyinet was easily dealt with. She simply needed not to enter such forums and ignore them.

No, the reason Daoyi volunteered was because it was a perfect chance to obtain a demon king’s corpse and soul. Despite battling many demons, the chaotic situation often left her unable to claim any of her kills. Now was the perfect time when the final battle had not erupted.

When she entered the field, the Demon Clan also dispatched a demon king. It was a demon king belonging to the Phoenix Clan’s branch. The demon king resembled a Malayan crested argus with feathers of blue, green, and black. He was a qingluan, a bird famed for their songs and dances in legends.

Once the battle began, the qingluan immediately attacked with a song. Those too weak of realm and will would find themselves mesmerized by the sound.

‘Law of Sound?’ Daoyi questioned. As someone who used sound-based attacks, she had dabbled in the Law of Sound as well.

Phantoms were puppets formed out of souls at the core and a body made out of qi. To destroy a phantom, their core must be damaged. Even a slight graze was enough, though that was easier said than done. Phantoms were best at unleashing mind and soul attacks. More often than not, they would trap their foes before they could even counterattack.

The qingluan had also created phantoms before, but found that it was meaningless. His mind and soul attacks were more powerful, and he possessed a powerful body that did not become his weakness in close combat.

The demon king narrowed his eyes. If he continued to defend, he would eventually fall at a disadvantage. Since that’s the case, he’ll take the battle to his foe. He didn’t believe her flesh was as strong as his.

Still, he felt a great shame, as if he suffered a great embarrassment. In the demon clan, it was always he who forced others to engage in close combat, not the other way around. He had always prided himself on his songs, but now, a human a fraction of his age equaled him. No, she faintly surpassed him.

Killing intent rippled in his eyes as he soared toward Daoyi. Even his flight exuded a bewitchment effect. Just like how those too weak in realm or will hear his songs, those who gazed upon him would fall into a stupor if they did not have the right realm or will.

Daoyi sensed his intentions. Her body blurred and merged into the void.

“The Law of Space?” the qingluan muttered. Frustratingly, he could not sense Daoyi even if her song was still present and phantoms appeared. There was a reason why those who mastered the Law of Space were notoriously hard to kill. His eyes flashed. “I want to see how long you can sustain the consumption from attacking and hiding yourself.”

The qingluan thought Daoyi mastered the Law of Space, but in truth, she was still far away. The reason why he couldn’t sense her was because she erased her aura and soul fluctuations using the Law of Life and Death. By merging the effect of the law with her attainments in the concepts under the Law of Space, she produced a similar effect.

It had a fatal weakness. As long as she was attacked, she would be forced to expose herself, but the qingluan did not know this.

The demon king continued to persevere under Daoyi’s phantoms. While defending, his body suddenly jolted, his movements became less coordinated than a newborn infant’s.

“What did you do?” the qingluan shouted in fear. He could feel a second conscious in his body interfering with his movements. His first thoughts was to deal with the invader’s soul, but he could not find it. It was as if half his body suddenly decided to rebel, but that was impossible.

Daoyi said nothing and strengthened her assault. She had conceived this move after seeing Xi Ri’s struggle with his inner devil. Using the Law of Life-and-Death, she weakened her foe’s body and soul while using the damage to birth a second consciousness from their body. The second consciousness was not in her control, but it would invariably fight with the original body for control.

The qingluan wanted to deal with the trouble in his body, but Daoyi would not let him. And with the interference of the second consciousness, he could not deal with Daoyi’s attack. His fate was sealed.

When the opportunity to deal the finishing blow arrived, Daoyi did not show mercy. Just as she unleashed her attack, alarm bells rang in her head. She knew that if she took whatever was coming for her, her body would be destroyed and her soul damaged.

Even if she knew that Tianyi was always watching over her and ready to take action, she would never place her hopes in another person’s hand. So, she stopped and evaded.

An explosion created by the clash between immortal qi and demonic qi enveloped the battlefield. Daoyi was fine, but the qingluan turned into a rather miserable corpse. However, she did not have time to care for the sad state of her trophy as she retreated back behind the front lines, all the while staring at the Phoenix Patriarch, who had taken action.

The Phoenix Patriarch did not heed Daoyi’s gaze. Instead, he locked gazes with Tianyi’s absolute zero eyes.

“Interfering in a life and death duel is against the rules. Do you want to start the final battle now?” Tianyi coldly asked.