51: Chapter 51 Dragon Blood as Drink

"Dragons have reverse scales; touch them and you will surely die."

This is the saying in the mortal world.

For a true seventh-rank Dragon Emperor, the reverse scale is the toughest part of its defense, where the essence of the dragon's origin is concentrated.

But at this moment, this strongest scale has become its only flaw.

It was a tiny, almost negligible scratch, caused by space debris when it forcibly traversed unstable spatial rift winds.

This flaw was noticed by Li Zhengyang.

"Burst!"

Before he arrived, the spear arrived.

Li Zhengyang poured all the power of a sixth-rank Martial King into the dragon gall golden spear without reservation.

At the tip of the spear, the crimson-gold true essence was compressed to a dangerous extreme, forming a continuously rotating energy drill.

This strike was the pinnacle of his martial arts at this moment!

In the vertical pupils of the Dark Gold Dragon Emperor, a trace of genuine surprise finally flashed.

It did not expect that this ant could actually discover its flaw and dare to attack its reverse scale.

This was no longer a provocation.

This was blasphemy!

A high-pitched dragon roar exploded over Black Wind Pass for the first time.

That was not sound; it was a pure energy shockwave.

Wherever the sound wave passed, the space rippled visibly to the naked eye, and the rocks on the ground were lifted up in swathes, then turned into powder.

Li Zhengyang, bearing the brunt of it, felt as if his soul had been struck hard by an invisible giant hammer.

Blood instantly oozed from his seven orifices.

But his momentum of charging did not diminish in the slightest.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and the madness and determination in his eyes even made the high and mighty Dragon Emperor feel a trace of discomfort.

Clang!

A crisp, extreme clanging sound drowned out all the roaring.

The tip of the dragon gall golden spear struck that scratch.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Li Zhengyang could clearly see that beneath the spear tip, the indestructible dragon scale was dented inward at the location of the white mark.

A sliver, only as thin as a hair.

Then, a terrifying, indescribable force of counter-shock flooded back from the spear shaft.

Crack!

The shaft of the dragon gall golden spear let out a groan of being unable to bear the burden.

The web between the thumb and index finger of Li Zhengyang's right hand, which was holding the spear, instantly burst open, becoming a bloody mess.

The bones of his entire right arm shattered inch by inch under this counter-shock force!

"Twist!"

He grabbed the spear shaft with his left hand, let out a roar, and used the last of his life's strength to unleash the second mantra.

The rotating energy drill at the spear tip exploded!

Boom!

That reverse scale trembled violently.

The white scratch expanded just a tiny bit.

A drop, only one drop of dark golden blood, struggled to seep out.

And then, there was no more.

All of Li Zhengyang's attacks ended here.

He succeeded in making a seventh-rank Dragon Emperor break a little skin and shed a drop of blood.

This was a battle record worthy of going down in history.

If he could still survive.

The Dark Gold Dragon Emperor was thoroughly enraged.

To have a wound left on its proudest spot by an ant.

This was a supreme humiliation!

It didn't even bother to use its dragon claws or dragon breath.

It just gently flicked its dragon tail, which it had just withdrawn from the spatial rift.

The hundred-meter-long dragon tail swept across towards Li Zhengyang's small figure.

There was no sonic boom.

Because the speed had already exceeded sound.

Li Zhengyang's pupils shrank to the most dangerous pinpoints.

He wanted to dodge.

But his body was locked tightly by the dragon's might, and even moving a finger was extremely difficult.

All his strength had been exhausted in that earth-shattering strike just now.

His right arm was shattered, his blood and energy were churning, and his internal organs had all shifted.

The shadow of death had never loomed so clearly.

"Finished?"

"No."

There was no such word in Li Zhengyang's dictionary.

At the very last moment before the dragon tail swept over, he used his last bit of strength to make a move.

He did not block, nor did he dodge.

With his left hand, he grabbed the already bent and deformed dragon gall golden spear and pulled it back violently!

Borrowing this pulling force, he smashed himself against the Dragon Emperor's body!

At the same time, he drove his Indestructible Golden Body to an unprecedented extreme.

The skin all over his body took on a crimson-gold color, as if it were about to melt.

He was going to use himself as the final weapon!

Boom!

The dragon tail swept over the position where he had just been, hitting empty air.

But that terrifying tail wind still scraped fiercely against Li Zhengyang's back.

Rip!

The combat suit on his body instantly turned into flying ash.

On his crimson-gold skin, wounds deep enough to see bone appeared.

Before the blood could gush out, it was instantly evaporated by the violent energy.

The intense pain almost caused Li Zhengyang to pass out.

But he succeeded.

He successfully stuck to the Dragon Emperor's body.

His face was directly facing that reverse scale which was still oozing blood.

That drop of dark golden dragon blood was right before his eyes, emitting an extremely alluring fragrance.

That was not just blood.

That was the essence of the origin of life.

An incomparably crazy and bold thought flashed through Li Zhengyang's mind.

He opened his mouth.

In the moment the Dark Gold Dragon Emperor felt stunned, he bit down on the gap of that reverse scale.

Then, he sucked with all his might.

That precious drop of dark golden dragon blood, containing imperial-level power, slid down his throat along his mouth.