The Strongest Dragon in the Era of Beast Taming - Chapter 772

Chapter 772: Chapter 766: The Dragon Slayer

“Eek!” “Meow!” “Roar!” “Baa!” “Raspy!” “Chirp!”

Embracing the philosophy that good things must not go to waste, Rainbow and its companions didn’t think twice, each displaying their abilities to catch the dragon blood falling from the sky, using it to bathe their bodies and not wasting a single drop.

Seeing this, David Jones also opened his arms, fully enjoying the bountiful harvest after slaying the dragon.

“Drip drop!”

No sooner had the dragon blood touched his skin when a tremendous force burst forth from within David Jones’s body, making his blood boil; even the depths of his tendons, flesh, bones, and cells were filled with a seemingly endless surge of power.

Realizing the formidable power of the Flameless Dark Dragon’s Dragon Blood, David Jones closed his eyes, activated the Tigrex Dossier, and formed the cultivation hand signs specially designed for refining dragon blood.

“Whoosh!” Like fire, like dragon, materialized Arcane Force roamed throughout David Jones’s body, causing his skin to bulge intermittently, secreting white impurities as pure as snow.

These impurities, once they fell to the ground, quickly nourished the shattered earth to rapidly grow a Level III mesona known as Agave Herb, similar to the tongues of Eastern dragons.

“We won just like that? Have I witnessed an unprecedented history?”

Jim Harvey stood there dumbfounded, looking at David Jones engrossed in his cultivation, and his Pet, the Nine Tripods Flame Eagle, fell into deep silence.

Was the Flameless Dark Dragon weak?

Of course not, even from a distance, both he and the Nine Tripods Flame Eagle couldn’t muster the courage to fight.

In terms of might, it was far superior to even the Legend Realm Class VIII Imperial Beast of their clan’s elder ancestors.

So the outcome was clear, it wasn’t that the Flameless Dark Dragon was too weak, but rather that David Jones was too strong, so strong that it was beyond his understanding, beyond his imagination.

“Peep?” (May I eat a little bit?)

The Nine Tripods Flame Eagle looked up at the dragon blood falling from the sky, its eyes filled with greed and longing.

Instinct told it that if it could consume enough dragon blood, there was a chance it could break through the ancestral limits and become the strongest Imperial Beast in the Nine Tripods Flame Eagle lineage, a feat without precedent.

Hearing this, Jim Harvey glanced at David Jones, who was still in a state of cultivation, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

Let’s forget it, we’re lucky enough to be alive.

The blood of a Class VIII Emperor Dragon is not something we should covet!

Hearing the Trainer’s response, the Nine Tripods Flame Eagle couldn’t hide its disappointment but made no objection.

Truth be told, it was also afraid of offending David Jones’s taboos and getting dealt with in the process.

The Emperor Dragon was dead, and it had no confidence in surviving at David Jones’s hands.

“It seems this guy really has no malicious intent.” David Jones thought to himself.

The process of the Tigrex Dossier using Dragon Blood for body-refining can be stopped at any time.

Despite being in a cultivation state and looking vulnerable to a sneak attack, if Jim Harvey were to harbor any malicious thoughts, David Jones could take care of him and his bird within minutes.

Elsewhere, the Skyrock Volcano Group.

“Phew!”

The Epic warriors who had been watching the battle were all gasping for air, collapsed on the ground, riddled with wounds.

Some weaker Contracted Pets were even on the verge of perishing from the aftereffects.

“What on earth was that?” Fraser exchanged a look with the middle-aged powerhouse, both shaking with shock.

Even if David Jones was the Rosewood Leader, a millennium’s top prodigy, he couldn’t possibly have caused such a massive commotion, making them Epic warriors feel the threat of death.

The disheveled woman in white exclaimed in amazement: “Could it be some sort of life-saving measure left in David Jones by the Rosewood Deity?”

Recalling the lingering sound of the desperate dragon’s roar that refused to fade, Fraser doubted it.

Life-saving measures are generally used to escape, not to kill enemies.

Even if a Deity himself came, killing a Class VIII Emperor Dragon would take some effort. How could David Jones possibly have succeeded in slaying the dragon with just a little life-saving trick?

“Should we go take a look?” the middle-aged powerhouse frowned slightly.

Even though they were far apart, he could still feel the pulse-quickening essence of Dragon Blood in the air.

The crowd exchanged glances, all seemingly eager to give it a shot.

An ace Class VIII Emperor Dragon was indeed a rare treasure, worth the risk.

Thus, they rested on the spot for some time, adjusting their condition before mounting their Pet Beasts and rushing to the site of battle.

“Hiss, such terrifying destructive power!”

Looking at the pockmarked, ravaged battlefield, a hint of shock flashed in everyone’s eyes.

Luckily, they had the foresight to retreat a hundred miles in advance, otherwise, they too might have become part of the ruins.

On heightened alert, these Epic warriors continued to ride their Pet Beasts forward.

After only flying for a dozen or so miles, they sensed the increasingly overwhelming oppressive force between heaven and earth, as if an unimaginably fearsome Terror Emperor Dragon lay ahead.

This wordless heaviness pressed directly upon them and their Contract Pets, like the crushing weight of Mt. Kilimanjaro.

“Is this a Zone?”

“No, this doesn’t seem like a Legend Realm, nor Dragon Domination. It’s more like a nine-refined heritage weapon specifically designed to suppress Space!”

“We can’t fly here.”

Time swiftly passed, and by sunset, this group of warriors had only traveled little over fifty miles.

Reaching the nearly-ended battlefield was a struggle that defied imagination, causing several Epic warriors to contemplate retreat.

If that Class VIII Emperor Dragon was still there, venturing forth would be no different from courting death.

Consequently, two Epic warriors chose to give up and wait for the elders of their clan to arrive.

“Sixty miles… seventy miles… ninety miles… one hundred and twenty miles…”

The closer they got to the center of the battlefield, the more terrifying the pressure that struck their souls became, and more Epic warriors chose to give up, until only Fraser and the lady in white persevered.

“Buzz!” The light of Bond Coordination shone brightly.

To resist this ubiquitous pressure, they now had to invoke Pet Bond Coordination to continue.

“Just over this mountain, and we’ll be there,” Fraser encouraged.

The lady in white said nothing, as to keep her ace Pet in good fighting condition, she was now too tired to even speak.

If it weren’t for the potential Class VIII Emperor Dragon Blood, she wouldn’t be pushing herself this hard.

Finally, the two of them successfully crossed the mountain, only to be greeted by the sight of an Apocalypse Dragon that lay dead with unclose eyes.

Even though this Emperor Dragon was already dead, the majestic Dragon Domination that emanated from its body still took Fraser and the lady’s breath away, as if plunging into an ice cavern.

“Who could have killed such a noble existence?!!!” Both were somewhat dazed in their consciousness.

Not until they saw six Dragon Pets bathed in Dragon Blood, growing stronger at a visible rate, and that one calm figure standing utterly still.

“David… David Jones?”

The moment they clearly saw David Jones’s face, both were dumbstruck.

The dragon slayer was David Jones?

Could it be that David Jones had broken through to become a Class VIII Legend in Body Cultivation?

Yes, that’s right. They would rather believe that David Jones had made the breakthrough to Class VIII than to accept that he had slain a Class VIII Emperor Dragon with a mere Class VII physique, achieving a feat unprecedented in Human history.

At that moment, David Jones also noticed the figures of the newcomers.

To avoid disturbing the little ones’ cultivation, he opened his eyes and pointed the sky-treasure Innocence at Fraser and his companion.

“Leave this place!”