77: Dragon Lord Meng Shu!

"Bishop Salas, please..."

Dragon Duke Meng Shu said with a chuckle.

Salas was all smiles, but he didn't speak immediately.

Thinking about the losses Spirit Hall had suffered regarding the transformation of Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beasts, he didn't dare to harbor the slightest ambition.

This was a massive landmine!

Whoever touched it would be cursed with misfortune!

Dragon Duke Meng Shu likely thought it was some kind of stroke of luck.

That was perfect for him to watch the show... "Dragon Duke, I suddenly remembered there are matters within Spirit Hall, so..." Salas hesitated. If he left now, wouldn't Dragon Duke Meng Shu know something was fishy?

Wouldn't he miss out on the show then?

"I'll walk you halfway, and then I'll head back," Salas said with a smile.

A sharp light flickered in Dragon Duke Meng Shu's eyes as he thought to himself: 'This old fox Salas is acting this way, clearly wanting to reap the benefits without doing the work!'

Was he planning to wait until he caught that transformed Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast and then intercept him halfway?

Maybe he even planned to rob the robber?

His heart is truly damn black!

However, the temptation of a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone and spirit ring was simply too great.

Even knowing it was a trap, he had to step into it!

Dragon Duke Meng Shu said with a chuckle, "Very well, very well. Then let us ascend the mountain together."

"Indeed..."

Dragon Duke Meng Shu grabbed Salas's wrist as if they were close friends who hadn't seen each other in years, pulling him along up the mountain.

Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang and Meng Yiran were both momentarily stunned.

Did these two actually have some kind of friendship?

The grandmother and granddaughter, filled with intense doubt, followed them up... The higher the group went, the more they could feel an inexplicable pressure.

It wasn't an oppression of Soul Power, but rather a faint sense of helplessness similar to when a human encounters a natural disaster, something even a Titled Douluo could not avoid.

Salas couldn't help but feel a bit worried. Getting this close, would he end up covered in blood from the fallout, or even be taken out in the process?

Wasn't this a bit too risky?

Just as Salas was about to suggest stopping there, a sound suddenly came from above.

Everyone looked up and saw a Spirit Beast flapping its wings, flying towards them amidst the red glow of the horizon.

It was none other than a Single-Horned Thunder Dragon!

!!!

Everyone was startled.

"Why is there a thousand-year Spirit Beast here? And it's from the Dragon Clan? A Single-Horned Thunder Dragon... yet it has an extraordinary feel to it."

Salas was well-traveled and knowledgeable, but it was difficult for him to perfectly match this Single-Horned Thunder Dragon with others of its kind.

Dragon Duke Meng Shu was equally surprised, saying, "It is quite extraordinary. And seeing us, it isn't afraid at all? How can this be?"

Salas suddenly smiled and said, "Meeting this Spirit Beast is fate. Perhaps there is something extraordinary about it. Dragon Duke, I shall stop here. I won't accompany you further..."

Salas thought to himself, a thief doesn't leave empty-handed... no, anyway, since he was already here and didn't dare covet the transformed Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast, being able to take down a singular Spirit Beast would make the trip worthwhile.

"Good, good. Then I wish Bishop Salas gets what he desires. We shall take our leave first." Dragon Duke Meng Shu released Salas and quickly climbed the mountain.

The aura of the transformed Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast was at the summit.

This Single-Horned Thunder Dragon was now nothing more than a sesame-sized benefit!

He didn't care for it!

Dragon Duke Meng Shu's family quickly ascended the mountain.

Salas watched them leave, a smile on his lips, but he was sneering in his heart: 'A bunch of fools! Once the Divine Lord punishes you, you'll know how foolish you are!'

Unlike him, who was only going to capture a thousand-year Spirit Beast.

The Single-Horned Thunder Dragon stopped in the distance, seemingly having spotted Salas as well, and then quickly flew off in another direction.

Salas gave a cold snort and exerted force with his feet, instantly shooting out like an arrow.

"A mere thousand-year Spirit Beast, how could it possibly lose this old man?!"

...The Single-Horned Thunder Dragon looked back at Salas from time to time.

Although it could fly, it was still young, not even three years old yet!

It had come out specifically to 'play'.

In terms of speed, it was indeed inferior to Salas, but it was the 'Kang Jin Dragon Star Lord'!

In this place, it could borrow Yu Mengzhang's power.

Which meant controlling the power of heaven and earth in this area.

"Ang..."

It suddenly turned its head and struck with a bolt of lightning.

Salas dodged to the side, avoiding the blue lightning.

Boom...!!!

Suddenly, a bolt of pale white lightning descended from the sky, striking him right on the head.

It wasn't enough to kill or wound Salas, but it left him scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, his hair standing on end and his face as black as a ghost's.

"Bastard...!!!" Salas was fuming. As a major figure of Spirit Hall, how could he suffer such an insult?!

Salas grew desperate and suddenly accelerated, stepping onto a tree branch.

Suddenly, the branch couldn't withstand his power and snapped the moment he tried to use it for leverage!

He fell down with it, his body covered in mud!

???

Climbing up from the ground, Salas spat several times, his anger flaring again.

When had he ever suffered such grievance?

But on Azure Dragon Mountain, he didn't dare use Spirit Abilities, fearing he might disturb the Divine Lord.

"I don't believe that using only Soul Power, I still can't catch you, you little beast!" Salas spat and began chasing the Single-Horned Thunder Dragon again.

The Single-Horned Thunder Dragon specifically waited for Salas for a moment, just to toy with the guy.

"Ang ang ang..."

...On the other side, Dragon Duke Meng Shu was practically dragging his wife and granddaughter by their shoulders as he sprinted.

The grandmother and granddaughter were both left dumbfounded.

"Old man, what are you doing? What happened?" Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang didn't understand.

Dragon Duke Meng Shu said with an excited expression:

"You don't know, the aura of a transformed Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast has leaked out here! Once we kill it, we can obtain a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone!"

Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang was stunned at first, then became ecstatic. "Good, good, good! With a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone, that would be a family heirloom!"

"Old man, but if that transformed Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast is related to the Azure Dragon Temple..."

Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang looked at the temple gate at the summit getting closer, feeling somewhat worried.

A look of ruthlessness appeared on Dragon Duke Meng Shu's face. "Man dies for wealth, birds die for food! A Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone is right before our eyes; I would have no regrets even in death!"

!!!

Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang nodded heavily.

As the words fell, they arrived at the summit and saw the only building at a glance... the temple!

Dragon Duke Meng Shu stopped in his tracks, a look of bewilderment flashing in his eyes.

The aura of the transformed Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast was actually inside the temple?!

As long as he rushed in now, there was a high probability he could obtain a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone... the treasure the Spirit Master's world dreamed of!

But at the same time, it meant he would offend the Azure Dragon Temple.

"Is anyone in the temple? I, Dragon Duke Meng Shu, have come to visit!" Dragon Duke Meng Shu shouted loudly.

As he spoke, he gripped his Dragon Head Staff and approached the interior.

Inside the temple, Dragon Duke Meng Shu's voice carried in along with his Soul Power.

Xiao Wu was immediately startled; it was obvious the other party had come for A Rou.

"Lord High Priest..."