Bio-engineered Dinosaur in the immortal world-Chapter 83: Patriarch

Wei Long grinned widely, his sadistic dinosaur mouth stretching in amusement as he stared down at the four trembling elders. Their bodies shook, their Qi reserves nearly depleted, their robes tattered from the backlash of their shattered formations.

He could smell it—fear. The thick, intoxicating scent of prey that knew there was no escape.

For a brief moment, he simply stood there, towering over them like a tyrant, letting the weight of despair sink into their bones. Then, with deliberate slowness, he took a single step forward.

The ground quaked.

Elder Xang flinched. Elder Bao sucked in a breath. Elder Huo’s pupils shrank. Elder Xun clenched his trembling fists.

They had no fight left in them.

Wei Long’s deep, guttural chuckle rumbled through the air like distant thunder. "You all put up such a grand performance… Setting up formations, scheming behind my back, trying to trap me—and yet…" His massive head lowered, shadowing them completely. "Look at you now."

His jaws parted slightly, rows of dagger-like teeth glinting menacingly under the moonlight. "So pathetic."

Before they could react, he moved.

Snap!

In an instant, Elder Xang disappeared.

The others barely registered the blur of motion before a sickening crunch echoed through the air. Wei Long’s jaws clamped shut, the weight of his bite effortlessly crushing flesh and bone. The muffled screams of Elder Xang lasted only a second before being abruptly silenced.

Wei Long chewed slowly. Purposefully. His powerful teeth ground down, the wet, fleshy noises mixing with the splintering of bones.

The remaining three elders stood frozen, their bodies paralyzed with absolute terror.

Wei Long took his time.

The thick, iron scent of blood spread as he worked his jaws. Every few moments, a fresh crack would sound—bone snapping, cartilage breaking. And then, finally—

Gulp.

He swallowed.

A low, satisfied exhale left his nostrils. "Not bad." His reptilian eyes flickered down at the remaining elders. "Who’s next?"

Elder Bao stumbled backward, gasping. "W-We can still be useful! Y-You—You need subordinates, don’t you?! W-We—"

Snap!

Her words were cut off as Wei Long’s tail moved like a whip.

It struck her midsection with such force that she was launched into the air, her body twisting unnaturally before slamming into the ground. A pained wheeze escaped her lips as blood trickled from her mouth. She tried to crawl away—

But Wei Long was already there.

He pressed one massive clawed foot onto her back, pinning her down effortlessly.

She struggled. Useless. Her feeble limbs barely twitched under his weight.

Wei Long grinned again. "Subordinates?" He leaned down, his hot breath washing over her trembling form. "I already have one. And unlike you," his eyes flicked toward Xi Na for a brief second before returning to his prey, "she actually knows her place."

Elder Bao barely had time to scream before Wei Long’s jaws clamped down around her.

She flailed wildly, her muffled shrieks of agony filling the air as he slowly bit down, letting her feel every excruciating second of it.

Her body convulsed. Then, the crunch came.

Wei Long ripped her in half.

Blood sprayed.

Her upper half dangled briefly from his mouth before he swallowed her down in one smooth motion. The lower half of her body collapsed onto the ground, twitching for a few lingering moments before going still.

The two remaining elders—Elder Huo and Elder Xun—were beyond speechless.

They had lost control of their bodies entirely.

They were prey.

And prey did not fight.

They only ran.

With a desperate burst of Qi, both elders turned to flee.

Wei Long let them.

For a moment, he simply watched as they scrambled away like wounded animals, their once dignified figures reduced to nothing more than panicked, mindless creatures acting on instinct.

Then, he moved.

His massive legs propelled him forward with terrifying speed. His tail lashed out, catching Elder Xun’s legs mid-air and yanking him backward. Before Elder Xun could react, Wei Long’s jaws clamped around his torso, his teeth piercing through flesh and shattering ribs in an instant.

Elder Xun screamed.

Wei Long took his time.

He shook his head slightly, tearing muscle and sinew apart, savoring the sensation of prey caught between his teeth.

Elder Huo, who had managed to put a few extra feet of distance between them, heard the wet rip behind him but didn’t dare turn around. He poured everything into his escape, forcing his weakened body to move, to run—

But he never stood a chance.

Wei Long lunged.

His jaws caught Elder Huo’s entire upper body.

For a brief moment, Elder Huo’s legs still kicked wildly outside of his mouth, his hands desperately trying to push against the vice-like grip. But there was no escape.

Wei Long bit down.

The screams stopped.

A fresh wave of blood poured from the gaps between his teeth.

Crunch.

He chewed.

Crunch.

He swallowed.

A deep silence followed.

Wei Long exhaled, a satisfied rumble leaving his chest. He licked the remnants of blood from his snout before finally turning to Xi Na, who had remained completely still the entire time, her expression unreadable.

For a moment, neither spoke.

Then—

Whoosh.

A powerful presence descended.

The air shifted, thickening under an unseen force. The temperature dropped. The trees around them bent slightly under an overwhelming pressure.

Wei Long’s instincts flared.

His head lifted, his reptilian eyes narrowing as he turned toward the sky.

A lone figure floated above them, cloaked in deep crimson robes, his presence radiating an aura so suffocating that even the lingering blood in the air seemed to shudder under its weight.

The patriarch of the Blood Boar Sect had arrived.

Wei Long’s golden reptilian eyes gleamed as he lifted his head, locking onto the crimson-robed figure descending from the sky. The sheer pressure radiating from this newcomer sent waves through the trees, bending them slightly as if nature itself was bowing to his arrival.

The air grew heavier.

Xi Na, standing behind Wei Long, instinctively clenched her fists. She wasn’t weak, not compared to the average cultivator in this region, but the aura coming from this man was on an entirely different level. It was suffocating.

This wasn’t just an elder.

This was the true ruler of the Blood Boar Sect.

The Patriarch.

His robes billowed as he landed gracefully on the blood-soaked earth. Unlike the four elders, who had expressed panic, arrogance, or desperation in their final moments, the Patriarch remained completely composed.

He didn’t react to the mutilated corpses of his subordinates. He didn’t show any signs of fear or anger.

Instead, he simply stared.

Wei Long met his gaze, and for a long moment, neither of them moved.

Then, the Patriarch finally spoke, his voice calm, smooth, yet carrying an undeniable weight.

"So you are the creature that has disrupted my sect."

Wei Long smirked, his massive tail sweeping lazily across the ground, knocking over a broken tree in the process. "Creature? That’s a bit rude. I prefer Wei Long—or if you’re feeling respectful, Dragon God."

The Patriarch showed no visible reaction to the title.

Instead, he took a step forward, his boots pressing into the blood-soaked ground. "My sect has stood for centuries, growing from a minor faction into a feared force. Yet in a single night, you have slaughtered my men, broken my formations, and made a mockery of my elders."

Wei Long chuckled, a deep rumbling sound. "Yeah, I did. They were pretty weak." He tilted his massive head. "Including those last four. I barely got anything useful out of them before they turned into snacks."

Xi Na flinched slightly at the casual way he referred to his victims.

The Patriarch remained unreadable.

"Is that why you did this?" His voice remained calm, his tone neither accusatory nor curious—just factual. "To devour them?"

Wei Long stretched his powerful limbs, his claws leaving deep scars in the dirt. "Partly." His eyes glowed. "But mostly? Because I can."

A silence fell over the clearing.

The Patriarch finally exhaled. "You’re arrogant."

Wei Long grinned, exposing rows of dagger-like teeth. "I have the strength to back it up."

The Patriarch clasped his hands behind his back, his expression as unmoving as a mountain. "Strength… strength is fleeting."

Wei Long snorted. "Tell that to the ones I ate."

The Patriarch ignored the remark.

Instead, he looked past Wei Long for the first time, his gaze settling on Xi Na.

"You are different from the others," he said. "You are not a member of my sect."

Xi Na remained still.

The Patriarch turned back to Wei Long. "And yet, you keep her with you."

Wei Long flicked his tail, sending a gust of wind toward the Patriarch, though the man didn’t flinch. "She’s mine. That’s all you need to know."

The Patriarch regarded him for a long moment. Then, with slow, deliberate movements, he raised his hand. A crimson glow enveloped his palm.

"I did not come here to debate ownership," he said. "Nor did I come here to lecture a beast on strength."

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The crimson light grew stronger, the very air around them thickening with an unseen force.

Wei Long’s grin widened. His muscles tensed, his blood racing with anticipation.

Finally.

A worthy opponent.

"You talk too much," Wei Long said, lowering his stance. His claws dug into the ground. His powerful tail coiled slightly, ready to strike. His golden eyes locked onto the Patriarch like a predator sizing up its prey.

The Patriarch’s expression remained the same. Unshaken. Unbothered.

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But his aura flared.

The ground cracked beneath him. The very air trembled. The trees surrounding them bent further, as if nature itself was warning them of what was to come.

Then—

They moved.