207: Awakening to the ultimate dragon form, the dragon's might suppresses a million floating corpses!

The golden pillar of light was like a divine sword piercing through the firmament, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

At the center of that light pillar, Lu Sheng slowly opened his eyes.

His originally dark-gold vertical pupils had become deeper now, like two burning stars; deep within his pupils, a miniature Five-Clawed Golden Dragon could be seen faintly swimming and roaring.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for promoting to Level 8 Spirit Source Practitioner!】

【All attributes significantly increased!】

【Base Strength: 31,887 jin -> 36,887 jin!】

【Normal Speed: 280 m/s -> 340 m/s (Breaking the speed of sound)!】

【Unlocked new skill—Dragon Transformation!】

【Dragon Transformation: Body can transform into a hundred-meter-long Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, possessing the ability to fly by riding clouds and mist. Defense is significantly increased, immune to attacks not higher than one's own Rank, and all attributes are increased by 5 times! Duration: 10 minutes, Cooldown: 12 hours.】

Looking at the data flooding his retina, Lu Sheng clenched his fist.

The air was squeezed to the point of explosion in his palm, letting out a crisp "pa" sound.

“So this is Level 8...”

Lu Sheng took a deep breath, feeling every cell in his body cheering in joy. The sense of control brought by that leap in life level even gave him the illusion that he could tear through the Void Realm with his bare hands.

Especially that new skill—Dragon Transformation.

All attributes increased by 5 times! Immunity to lower-level attacks!

This was simply a trump card!

In the distance, the Abyssal Corpse King, who originally looked like a dark cloud pressing down on the city, watched that golden light piercing through heaven and earth; the dark red ghost fire in its eye sockets flickered slightly.

“Level 8?”

A contemptuous sneer curled at the corner of the Corpse King's mouth as it lightly tapped its palm with the bone sword, making a crisp "da-da" sound.

“Interesting. A Breakthrough on the battlefield?”

“Pity, an ant is still an ant. Even if it becomes a slightly stronger ant, it cannot change its fate of being crushed to death.”

It had just stepped into Level 10!

That was a qualitative leap, the chasm between a mortal Soul and a king!

It had the confidence and the capital to look down on everything.

“Roar——!!”

As if sensing the Corpse King's will, the million-strong Corpse Tide below, which had briefly frozen due to Lu Sheng's promotion, let out an earth-shaking roar once again.

They were like evil ghosts crawling out of Hell, carrying an even more frenzied bloodlust as they launched a suicidal charge toward the North Slope defense line.

“Commander-in-Chief Lu! The Corpse Tide is coming up again!!”

Liu Deshui looked at the dense red dots on the radar, his voice cracking with fear over the communicator.

Although the high-level combat forces had been cleared out by Lu Sheng, the sheer numbers were too great!

Once these millions of tireless monsters were allowed to rush up, they could wear them down to death through pure attrition!

Lu Sheng stood in mid-air, looking down at the black tide surging like ants beneath his feet.

His eyes held no ripple of emotion, as indifferent as a deity sitting high in the Nine Heavens.

“Let's clear out these small fry first.”

Lu Sheng's brow furrowed slightly as his lips parted, calmly spitting out two words.

“Dragon Might.”

“Wong————!!!”

In an instant.

An aura originating from the primordial wilderness, overbearing and desolate to the extreme, exploded outward in a circle from Lu Sheng as the center!

This wasn't a spirit source shockwave, but an absolute suppression of life levels!

It was the intimidation of a high-level predator against lower-level creatures, etched into their very genes!

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

The originally clamorous North Slope battlefield instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Next, a scalp-numbing scene occurred.

The tens of thousands of Level 4 Claw Floating Corpses charging at the front suddenly stiffened, the red light in their eyes instantly dissipating as if their Souls had been snatched away; they fell straight to the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching all over.

Next were the Level 5 Armored Corpses, Level 6 Giant Strength Corpses... they fell in swathes like wheat being harvested.

“Thud! Thud! Thud!”

The sounds of bodies hitting the ground joined together like muffled thunder rolling across the land.

Not just on land.

Even the Floating Corpse army on the sea trying to flank them from the side seemed to have been swept by an electric fisher; they floated to the surface with their white bellies up, densely covering the entire bay.

One second.

In just one second.

Within a fifty-mile radius, except for humans, not a single Floating Corpse remained standing!

Even the nauseating stench of corpses in the air seemed to have been dispersed by this overbearing Dragon Might.

On the North Slope defense line.

The binoculars in Liu Deshui's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter," shattering into pieces.

His mouth was wide open, his jaw nearly dislocated, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

“Is... is this freaking magic?!”

The Sea God Old General leaned on the xuanyuan sword, watching this miracle-like scene before him, his aged hands trembling.

“No... this isn't magic.”

The Old General's eyes were fanatical as he murmured to himself, “This is... the pressure of a king! The dominance of one person suppressing an entire race!!”

Zhou Hai and the others were even more blood-boiled, wishing they could kowtow to Lu Sheng on the spot.

“I knew it! Boss is invincible!!”

In mid-air.

Lu Sheng withdrew his gaze, not even sparing a glance at those fainted trash.

He slowly turned around, pointing the dragon devouring spear from afar at the figure suspended under the black vortex.

In his dark-gold vertical pupils, Battle Intent burned like a raging fire.

“The small fry have been cleared.”

A bloodthirsty curve curled at the corner of Lu Sheng's mouth, his voice piercing the clouds.

“Abyssal Corpse King.”

“Let's... settle this!”

“Settle this?”

The Abyssal Corpse King heard this as if it were the biggest joke in the world.

It slowly stood up from its black throne, its five-meter-tall demonic body emitting a suffocating pressure, while the pair of black crystal bone wings behind it slowly unfurled, obscuring half the sky.

“Human, you have indeed given me quite a few surprises.”

The Corpse King's voice carried overlapping demonic echoes, reverberating between heaven and earth.

“But you seem to know... absolutely nothing about the power of Level 10.”

“Fine, since you want to die a heroic death, this King will grant your wish.”

“You talk too much.”

Lu Sheng cracked his neck, producing a series of "crackling" explosions.

He knew very well that against a Level 10 powerhouse, his strength in his normal state was simply not enough.

Even if he had promoted to Level 8 and his base strength was close to 37,000 jin, he was still at a disadvantage against the crushing force of Level 10, which easily reached tens of thousands of jin.

Therefore... “Human-Dragon Form—Activate!!”

“Boom——!!”

The dormant dragon blood within Lu Sheng's body instantly boiled.

Amidst the bursting golden light, his body began to grow rapidly.

Two meters... three meters... four meters!

At this moment, Lu Sheng had completely moved beyond the scope of a human.

He was covered in thick, dark-gold scales, each scale flowing with profound dragon runes, and his defense was several times higher than before.

The two dragon horns on his forehead became even more formidable and thick, piercing straight toward the sky.

A thick and powerful dragon tail whipped behind him, easily blowing apart the air.

The most terrifying thing was that sense of power.

【Human-Dragon Form: Activated!】

【All attributes increased by: 300%!】

【Current Strength: 110,661 jin (approx. 55 tons)!】

【Current Speed: 1,020 m/s (3 times the speed of sound)!】

“One hundred and ten thousand jin...”

Lu Sheng felt the terrifying power within his body that seemed capable of shattering a mountain with one punch, and the red light in his eyes surged.

“This feeling... is so good!!”

“Bang——!!”

The air beneath Lu Sheng's feet was instantly stepped upon and exploded, blasting out a massive white sonic boom cloud.

The ground within a thousand-meter radius instantly collapsed under this reaction force, with countless rocks turning into powder.

His entire being turned into a golden meteor, trailing a long afterimage as he shot straight into the clouds!

Fast!

Too fast!

What did three times the speed of sound mean?

Before the sound could even travel, the fist had already smashed into the face!

“Hmm?”

The Abyssal Corpse King's originally playful expression instantly froze.

It only felt a flash of golden light, and a fierce wind that made even its heart skip a beat was already upon it.