CHAPTER 705 THE CYAN DRAGON

The Water Kylin was brought back to life after several hours' treatment.

"Damn it! That was a very strong beast!" he exclaimed. The Water Kylin opened his eyes.

"How am I able to speak again?" he asked himself.

It was a peculiar phenomenon. He was not given the privilege to speak ever since the demon-like

young man seized his Divine Natal Bead.

He looked around, spotting Darren who held his Divine Natal Bead. Joy consumed him for he was no

longer under the control of the vicious young man.

Darren raised the bead to the Water Kylin's direction. "Here. I am returning your Divine Natal Bead."

The bead floated in the air, making its way to the Water Kylin's position.

The Water Kylin eyed Darren in awe. "Master, did you kill the beast?" he asked in disbelief.

The Water Kylin hurriedly caught the bead with his strong jaw, swallowing it immediately and regaining

his strength.

Darren shook his head. "Impossible. He dropped the bead by accident when he left in a hurry," he

replied to the Water Kylin. He crossed his arms, turning to face the Water Kylin. Narrowing his eyes he

asked, "What had happened to you to receive this much injury?"

"You have no idea, master! He was so strong. I could not beat him no matter how much I tried," the

Water Kylin growled in frustration. "Luckily, the time was up and I was teleported back. Otherwise, I

would have been dead." He stomped his paw on the grass to emphasize his point.

Darren's eyebrows met in confusion. "What kind of powerful diabolic beast was it?" he asked the Water

Kylin.

The Water Kylin met Darren's eyes. "A dragon. A huge cyan dragon," he replied. Fear swam evidently

in the Water Kylin's eyes as he spoke.

"A dragon?" Darren frowned at the thought. "How huge was it?"

"It is certainly larger than you in your dragon form," the Water Kylin described, nodding his head. "It

must be at least ten thousand feet long!"

"Ten thousand feet..." Darren muttered. Darren estimated the cyan dragon's strength based on its

length. A dragon that big must contain power like that of an inferior holy warrior, if not, stronger.

His own curiosity poked at him constantly like a spear. 'Why might there be a cyan dragon, let alone a

huge one, in that space?' he thought to himself.

"However," the Water Kylin interrupted his thoughts. "He is not just a beast. He can also take the form

of a human being just like you. I sensed human blood flowing through his veins as we fought," the

Water Kylin added.

Sudden realization washed over Darren upon hearing those words. He finally understood.

The person that the Water Kylin had encountered was most likely a member of the Dragon Blood Clan!

"How was a member of the Dragon Blood Clan trapped in the space full of diabolic beasts?" Darren

questioned.

The Water Kylin shrugged. "Who knows? Something must have happened in the diabolic beast space

that lured him there." The Water Kylin suddenly remembered the young man who once held him in

captivity. "Anyway, since my Divine Natal Bead is back, I will fight that demon-like man no matter what!"

he announced proudly.

Darren sighed, shaking his head. "You stand no chance. The young man is a powerful being. His

strength is far greater than even if we combine ours. Attacking him now is the same as courting your

own death," he explained to the Water Kylin.

"Do not worry. When I have fully recovered, I will blow up my own Divine Natal Bead to kill him!" The

Water Kylin grinned confidently.

A loud smack echoed in the meadow.

Darren smacked the Water Kylin on the back of his head. "Why do you always make it look like blowing

up your bead is the only solution? Besides, even if you try, the chance of eliminating his existence is

very slim," Darren growled at him.

A large burst of energy vibrated throughout the meadow.

The earth shook violently from the force.

"He is coming." Darren frowned. "It is best for you to pretend to be dead. Do not let him find out that

you have taken your Divine Natal Bead back," he firmly ordered the Water Kylin.

The Water Kylin sighed in defeat. "I feel so useless," he muttered under his breath. He laid his head on

the soft grass, closing his eyes and faking his own death. He dared not to move even an inch.

A figure appeared, his domineering presence shook even the calm grass.

The young man's body was visibly deteriorating and festering. He was covered in new wounds, making

him look weaker and in pain.

"Where is the diabolic beast that I have ordered you to catch?" he asked.

The young man's eyes were bloodshot, emitting a dangerous red glow. It almost seemed like his eyes

were on the verge of popping out of its sockets.

"Master, he was hurt by a dragon," Darren replied, his head tilted forward in a bowing position.

The young man narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "How did you know that it was a dragon who hurt

him?" he asked Darren.

"I have the dragon blood aura and I can transform into one. I can sense a fellow dragon's aura," Darren

explained.

The demon-like young man, satisfied with Darren's answer, went silent until a thought hit him.

"It's him!"

he roared angrily, clearly knowing that there was a dragon in that space.

"Slave," he pointed a finger at Darren, enduring the pain from his mangled body. "Since you're still

alive, I am ordering you to catch a diabolic beast for me." His voice boomed through the meadow. The

demon-like young man had no choice but to send Darren there.

He felt no doubt in Darren. After all, he had tested Darren's loyalty before and he knew very well that

his orders would never be disobeyed.

Darren bowed. "Master, how powerful is the diabolic beast that you asked for?" he asked.

"The most powerful one that you can catch. If you encounter a creature with dragon aura, you just run

away and pick any one of the beasts."

"As you wish, master."

Darren was teleported to the space of the diabolic beasts.

The demon-like young man was in great pain now, so he did not even bother checking the Water Kylin.

He disappeared and flew towards the mountain.

Darren finally emerged in the diabolic beast space.

He was not in a hurry to capture a diabolic beast, but was carefully looking for the aura of the dragon.

He spotted a nearby mountain with its form completely destroyed, making it look more like a plateau

than a mountain. "Only the Water Kylin or the cyan dragon can cause this much damage. They must

have fought here," he hypothesized.

Darren followed the path of destruction, flying over the debris.

He only stopped upon reaching the bottom of a cliff that was so high that its top was no longer in view. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Below him was a wide lake. It was algae green in color, giving off an eerie feeling of extreme coldness.

Darren sensed it and confirmed the remaining dragon aura disappeared in the lake.

He plunged into the water without hesitation.

Freezing coldness welcomed him. Despite his enhanced temperature tolerance, Darren still felt the

cold water pierce through him like hundreds of phantom swords creating invisible punctures on his skin.

After searching for a while, a burst of undercurrent suddenly came in front of Darren and attacked him

violently.

"What is happening?" he asked, shielding himself with his arms.

Confusion and panic dawned over him. There was something inside the lake, hiding in its depths and

he had awakened it. A beast with an aura definitely not weaker than his own invaded his senses.

He felt it.

He felt something charging towards him at insane speed. 'Danger!' His mind screamed but all he could

do was brace for impact.

Boom!

The blade and sword intents were crazily shot out from Darren.

The bottom of the lake lit up, countless bolts of lightning sparked dangerously from the lake's deep

waters.

The bolts of lightning hit Darren, sending pain throughout his body, slowing his heartbeat with every

shock.

He felt the water around him vibrate.

A huge shadow dangerously towered over him.

Darren almost paled when his senses realized the danger he was in.

The beast let out a strong, powerful roar, aiming to intimidate Darren.

Darren roared back, transforming into his dragon form. It would prevent his body from being shredded

into pieces as he was being constantly attacked by the beast.

Crack!

Darren felt his bones crack as the beast's sharp teeth tore through his dragon skin.

Darren called upon the dragon blood aura and demonic internal force, and gathered them at the dragon

tail before whipping it violently towards the beast.

The action stirred the water of the lake, creating a wave so big that it could devour the entire cliff itself.

The unknown beast's black body was suspended in the air, its blood spurting like heavy rain.

Darren jumped out of the water, aiming his dragon form towards the defenseless, out-of-the-water

beast.

"I was hoping for the cyan dragon but I got a giant loach instead," Darren whispered to himself.

"Little dragon, I shall show you hell!"

the creature that looked like a loach roared.

Darren calmed his dragon body as he stared at the loach. "You better not interfere. I had not provoked

you. Or else, you will die miserably!" Darren replied coldly, charging towards the loach.

The loach refused to succumb to Darren. Instead, he swiftly slithered towards Darren's dragon form,

summoning millions of lightning bolts. The bolts hit Darren's dragon form.

'I'm afraid the lightning of the loach is just as strong as that of the Water Kylin, ' Darren thought to

himself.

Darren, once again, activated the dragon blood aura and the demonic internal force abruptly and shot

them at the lightning.

Resuming his human form, he dashed towards the beast at lightning speed.

Boom!

The dark gold internal force and the blade and sword intents, as well as the black flame, surged crazily.

"Ah!" The loach screamed as Darren's powerful attacks hit him, sending painful vibrations and fire

throughout his body.

The lake beneath Darren shook violently and a school of giant loaches flew up in the air.

All of the loaches had lightning flowing through their bodies as they glared angrily at Darren. Their

oppressive aura made breathing extremely hard for Darren.

'If I will be attacked by all those bolts, I doubt that I will be able to withstand it!' Darren thought,

clenching his fists, bracing for impact.

A loud roar boomed throughout the cliff.

As if on cue, a much larger body emerged from the water violently.

He opened his bloody mouth and swallowed a giant loach.

Then its ten-thousand-feet-long body swept over the hoards of loaches at insane speed.

His speed knocked up all the loaches on and above the lake's water, allowing himself unlimited access

to the food supply which was currently the countless loaches.

The cyan dragon was in front of Darren in only a few breaths. The loaches were definitely not enough

to satisfy his hunger. He wanted more.

His cold, enraged eyes stared hungrily at Darren.

Darren felt like his heart was stabbed by ice crystals, which made him feel extremely cold.