Chapter 188 The Methods of the Japanese
*Boom!*
Another loud explosion rang out as the water of the Poison Dragon Pool erupted hundreds of meters high like a fountain. A massive creature surged out from deep beneath the pool's bottom, suspended in mid-air amidst endless water vapor and deadly poison.
This was a Western dragon over a hundred meters long. Its entire body was covered in dark green scales, which were densely packed with poison sacs that emitted a faint green glow, making it look like a giant lizard spirit.
Its head was massive, its mouth filled with sharp fangs, and its eyes were blood-red. A pair of tattered fleshy wings grew from its back, and its thick, powerful limbs ended in claws that glinted with a cold light. Its entire body radiated a heart-palpitating, ferocious aura.
"So this is the Swamp Poison Dragon!" Chu Han was secretly startled.
The appearance of this Swamp Poison Dragon was very similar to the evil dragons of Western legends from his past life—essentially a giant lizard spirit.
Suspended in mid-air, the Swamp Poison Dragon stared intently at Miyamoto and the others below with its blood-red eyes. It let out an angry roar and spat out a thick cloud of purple-black poisonous mist that enveloped everyone.
Wherever the poisonous mist passed, the air was corroded, making a "sizzling" sound.
"Activate the Formation!" Miyamoto's expression changed as he hurriedly shouted.
Long Feng immediately led the Grandmasters of the Hunting Association to circulate their Yuan Qi and channel it into the Formation composed of five flags.
The Formation shone brightly, creating a massive black light shield that enveloped everyone within.
The purple-black poisonous mist landed on the light shield, producing a "sizzling" sound. The shield vibrated violently but remained unbroken.
"These people really came prepared, even readying a Formation in advance," Chu Han thought to himself.
"Swamp Poison Dragon, today is your doomsday! Die, die, die!" Miyamoto sneered coldly at the Swamp Poison Dragon. "We are definitely taking your dragon core and dragon blood!"
The Swamp Poison Dragon seemed to understand his words. It roared in anger and lashed its massive tail fiercely against the black light shield.
As the tail swung, it carried a whistling sound that tore through the air. Its power was strong enough to level a mountain peak.
*Bang!*
With a loud bang, the black light shield vibrated violently, and its glow dimmed instantly.
Long Feng and several Grandmasters turned pale, clearly affected by the impact.
Standing at the back of the crowd, Chu Han observed everything calmly, calculating his next move.
This Swamp Poison Dragon was incredibly powerful, while Miyamoto and his group were aided by the Formation. A brutal battle was inevitable.
He could simply watch the tigers fight from the sidelines. Once both sides were exhausted, he would step in to clean up the mess, allowing him to eliminate enemies like Miyamoto and Long Feng while reaping the benefits.
Just then, the Swamp Poison Dragon seemed to sense a weakness in the Formation. Its blood-red eyes locked onto one of the flags, and it lunged toward it with world-destroying power, its massive claws swiping fiercely.
"Not good! It wants to destroy the flags!" Miyamoto was shocked and immediately shouted to the two Great Grandmasters from Wokou, "Stop it! Don't let it break the Formation!"
The two Great Grandmasters from Wokou flickered and charged toward the Swamp Poison Dragon. They brandished their katanas, aiming for its eyes with sharp blade winds.
The Swamp Poison Dragon roared and was forced to abandon its plan to destroy the Formation Flags. It jerked its massive head to the side to avoid the blade light while its giant tail swept out like a steel whip.
The two Great Grandmasters from Wokou were prepared; their bodies turned into mist, causing the dragon's strike to miss.
In that split second, a dark shadow darted out like a ghost—it was the Wokou leader, Miyamoto!
Seizing the opening while the Swamp Poison Dragon was attacking the other two, Miyamoto's katana glowed with an eerie dark purple light. He turned into a streak of light and slashed directly at the dragon's chest.
*Slash!*
Miyamoto's strike landed with pinpoint accuracy on a gap between the Swamp Poison Dragon's chest scales, slicing right through its hard armor!
A bone-deep wound appeared instantly, and purple-black dragon blood gushed out, emitting a suffocating poison.
*Roar!*
The Swamp Poison Dragon let out a shrill roar. The intense pain drove it into a frenzy, its massive body twisting wildly, creating small whirlwinds in the surrounding air.
"This guy's strength is quite impressive!" Chu Han's eyes narrowed as he marveled inwardly.
Miyamoto's timing was perfect, and his strength was majestic and overbearing. He truly was the strongest among the three Great Grandmasters from Wokou. No wonder he was so certain he could take down the Swamp Poison Dragon.
An 8th Rank Mid-stage Great Grandmaster was someone he had to take seriously.
Severely wounded, the Swamp Poison Dragon was completely enraged. It gave up on destroying the Formation Flags and poured its fury onto the two Great Grandmasters from Wokou.
It opened its bloody maw and spat out a purple-black poisonous mist even thicker than before. Simultaneously, it lunged with its giant claws and swept its tail, every move lethal, as it engaged the two Great Grandmasters from Wokou in a brutal struggle.
However, this was exactly the situation Miyamoto wanted.
He retreated to the side and his hands quickly formed seals. The light on the five Formation Flags shifted constantly, and black chains extended from the Formation, winding around the Swamp Poison Dragon's limbs and body like venomous snakes.
While fighting the two Great Grandmasters from Wokou, the Swamp Poison Dragon couldn't avoid the black chains and was instantly bound tight.
The chains tightened, sinking into its flesh. A strange power continuously drained the Yuan Qi from its body while suppressing its aura.
*Roar!*
The Swamp Poison Dragon roared unwillingly. It could clearly feel its strength plummeting. Its 8th Rank Mid-stage aura dropped to the 8th Rank Initial Stage in just a few breaths and continued to weaken.
"Now's the chance!" A flash of greed crossed Long Feng's eyes. Without hesitation, he gripped a massive Battle Saber, his Yuan Qi exploding as he slashed fiercely at the Swamp Poison Dragon's wound.
He wanted to take this opportunity to completely cripple the Beasts.
Miyamoto also struck again. Flickering behind the Swamp Poison Dragon, his katana glowed with dark purple light once more as he aimed for its neck.
The attacks from both men hit simultaneously, causing even greater trauma to the dragon.
Trapped by the chains and with its strength greatly reduced, the tide of battle turned instantly.
Under the pincer attack of Long Feng and Miyamoto, the Swamp Poison Dragon struggled to cope. Its wounds multiplied, and its aura grew increasingly withered. It had fallen into a total disadvantage and could be killed at any moment.
"I can't let them succeed!"
Chu Han had originally planned to watch the tigers fight from the sidelines until both sides were exhausted, but it now seemed the Swamp Poison Dragon would be killed very soon.
Once Miyamoto and his group succeeded, it would be difficult to deal with them.
With a flash of thought, Chu Han no longer hesitated. His Mental Energy erupted like an invisible tide, silently sweeping toward the two Great Grandmasters from Wokou who were maintaining the Formation.
At the same time, his Spiritual Domain expanded instantly, enveloping the two of them.
These two Great Grandmasters from Wokou were fully focused on controlling the Formation and didn't notice the incoming mental attack at all.
The moment the Spiritual Domain descended, they felt a sharp pain in their minds. Their vision suddenly distorted, and they fell into a state of mental confusion.