I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 909 - 908 Ultimate Dragon, Descend of Ten Thousand Dragons

"My name, you must have heard before, Xu Zimei," Xu Zimei replied with a smile.

Thunder Dragon pondered briefly before his aura suddenly changed, his eyes also appearing to be a deep, bloody red.

"It was you who killed our clan’s Saint Heir."

What a Saint Heir meant to a sect, especially during a time when Destiny was about to form, went without saying.

This was essentially the destruction of this sect’s hope of carrying the Destiny in this life.

Of course, they could also cultivate someone else.

However, the effect and significance of hurriedly sharpening a sword right before battle were incomparable.

The birth of a Saint Heir manifested as a massive accumulation of unimaginable resources.

There was just too much involved.

Therefore, when the Saint Heir of the Ancient Dragon Dynasty was killed, it immediately caused an uproar in the Imperial Dynasty.

It was only later, due to the emergence of the Heavenly Cang Demon Roc, that they restrained themselves, refraining from capturing Xu Zimei at Heavenly Dao Academy to face charges right away.

"You even dare to show your face," Thunder Dragon roared word by word.

"Why shouldn’t I dare? I am here to slay you," replied Xu Zimei with a smile.

Ancestor Aolong did not respond, but the thunderbolts around him grew increasingly violent.

This small world seemed to be completely buried in thunder.

The sky was crowded with dark clouds, through which the purple thunderbolts threaded, and raindrops began to fall slowly.

The rumbling of thunder sounded, as if the heavens were shaking with fury.

And under this aura, it was clear that the thunderbolts around Ancestor Aolong were beginning to transform.

His entire body became deeper in color.

From the original purple to a deep, dark black, and his four claws turned into eight.

The scales on his body grew denser.

Both his eyes and his head seemed to have evolved.

"Is this," Venerable Ming said under his breath, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Ultimate Dragon?"

It was said that the Dragon Clan had different forms.

The dragons we see now are mostly sub-dragons; beyond them are the dragons, Divine Dragons, and eventually, the Ultimate Dragon breeds.

Ultimate Dragons are rare and seldom encountered.

Even Venerable Ming only knew of three types.

The Great Void Ancient Dragon, the Seven-Colored Divine Dragon, and the Dark Fire Demon Dragon.

But the dragon before him was different from all known dragons, though by its aura, it was undoubtedly one of the Ultimate Dragons.

"I promise, today I will not kill you," Ancestor Aolong said, looking at Xu Zimei.

"I will take you back to Dragon-Refining Cliff, where you will be trapped forever, enduring endless torment and pain."

"You’re quite an interesting dragon," Xu Zimei laughed.

In his Divine Continent, there were many dragons.

But they were all ordinary dragons; even the strongest were merely Divine Dragons.

He had never actually seen an Ultimate Dragon.

Of course, this also made one marvel at the strength of the Ancient Dragon Great Emperor back in the day.

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With a human body, transforming into a Divine Dragon.

He could bring such a dragon breed into existence for future generations.

"Every Great Emperor was a standout figure of their era, but sadly, the rest of you are merely sheltered by their shade," said Xu Zimei indifferently.

"Heaven-Devouring Ancient Dragon," Ancestor Aolong said somewhat proudly.

"Boy, you probably don’t know the true strength of the Dragon Clan yet."

His body moved slowly, and the endless void around him shattered.

Spatial turbulence wreaked havoc around them.

The massive dragon tail moved towards Xu Zimei without using any power, the mere physical strength of the body aimed in a blow at Xu Zimei.

Xu Zimei threw a punch, intending to test the opponent.

But a great force came through and sent him flying out.

"Interesting," Xu Zimei stood up from the ground and chuckled.

"Damn," Ancestor Aolong snorted coldly and charged at Xu Zimei again.

The huge dragon head roared, its dragon cries echoing throughout the firmament.

The gaping maw opened wide, aiming to swallow Xu Zimei whole.

Xu Zimei stretched out both hands, pressing on the upper jaw with his right and the lower jaw with his left, preventing it from closing its mouth.

The stench rushing towards him almost drowned him.

The body of the dragon pushed him backward, retreating continuously.

His feet left deep, noticeable tracks on the ground.

The Shaking Heaven Power within his body spun crazily as Xu Zimei firmly grasped and then hurled the massive dragon head away.

The Divine Dragon’s enormous body crashed into the earth, and instantly, the ground cracked, and countless fissures spread out.

"I’ll help you," said Venerable Ming, who had recovered somewhat, as he stepped into the air and shouted.

"No need, you go help the others. I can handle it here," Xu Zimei said lightly.

He and the dragon were locked in place, engaged in a bare-knuckled fight.

Because Tyrant Shadow had shattered, Xu Zimei currently had no weapon at hand.

But now, having acquired the True Divine Sword and possessing the Supreme Hammer, he planned to reforge them together.

To rebuild Tyrant Shadow!

Hearing Xu Zimei’s words, Venerable Ming hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded.

With the Heavenly Dao Academy in dire need of manpower, since Xu Zimei was confident, Venerable Ming dared not delay.

He swiftly moved through the air to assist elsewhere.

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While Xu Zimei was in a deadlock with Ancestor Aolong.

The massive dragon head started to surge, and a scorching wave burst forth from its mouth.

Xu Zimei quickly crossed his arms, shielding himself in front.

As the searing heat exploded in front of him, Xu Zimei staggered back several steps.

"Don’t worry, I’ll torture you slowly," Ancestor Aolong said.

"Even if I don’t gain much from this journey, capturing you will be enough."

"Is that so?" Xu Zimei waved his hand, "I’ve just thought of a very good idea."

Creation Force was swirling in his right hand.

A tear opened in the divine continent of the True Fate World within the Endless Void.

At Xu Zimei’s command, all the Divine Dragons from the Myriad Demons Tribe tore through the void and soared out.

The Myriad Demons Tribe, especially the Dragon Clan, had become a key fighting force after a great rise.

At this moment, as a myriad of dragons burst forth, the staggering sight was indescribable.

Crimson Dragon, Illusion Dragon, Storm Divine Dragon, Soul-Eating Mad Dragon, Li Dragon, Coiling Dragon, Qiulong.

And even rarer ones like the Deep Sea Di Dragon, Kongming Qingzhe Dragon, and others were among them.

The Dragon Tree had branched out, with various types of dragons born from it.

This was the preparation made for the proliferation of offspring after the Dragon Clan had been slaughtered by the Heavenly Curtain War God.

The price paid was not small.

With a thousand dragons roaring, the vast firmament was filled with the silhouettes of these dragons soaring.

They rode the clouds and summoned the fog, called the wind and commanded the rain, among flashes of lightning and rolls of thunder.

Numerous phenomena appeared one after another.

"This, this is," Ancestor Aolong, seeing this scene, spoke with a trembling voice.

"I think they’ll make suitable playmates for you, have fun," Xu Zimei said with a smile.

The Heaven-Devouring Ancient Dragon that Ancestor Aolong had evolved into had Essence Blood that belonged to the Ultimate Dragon species.

It held a fatal attraction for the evolution of these dragon types.