Chapter 473 - 469: Flood Dragon Blood? I’ve Even Killed a True Dragon

Chapter 473: Chapter 469: Flood Dragon Blood? I’ve Even Killed a True Dragon

Silence fell all around.

None of the many experts had expected Ning Jiang to be so domineering right from the start. Anyone could see that Meng Zihao was no match for him.

’He’s suppressing Meng Zihao, who’s in the Earth Martial Realm, with just an Immortal Realm Cultivation. Just what kind of freak is this kid?’

Even the True Monarchs of the Heaven-Reaching Realm who had come to observe felt their hearts surge, finding it hard to believe.

Some of them had lived for over a thousand years and had seen countless geniuses in their lifetimes, but they had never encountered a monster like Ning Jiang.

With the strength Ning Jiang had displayed, he was more than capable of contending with the most Top Level figures in the East Sea!

’Perhaps he’s a prodigy nurtured by some super-faction from the East Sea.’

Countless gazes filled with shock, suspicion, and fear fell upon Ning Jiang.

Ning Jiang stood there calmly, as still as a tranquil lake. He looked as ordinary as could be, but only when he attacked could one feel the terrifying extent of his Power.

The many young people present especially felt that Ning Jiang could obliterate them with a mere wave of his hand.

"Ning Jiang, you are indeed formidable. But there’s always a higher mountain. I’ll let you see my trump card!"

Meng Zihao suddenly let out a long cry.

Even Hua Feiyu and Fan Hailong had trump cards; how could he possibly have nothing?

His trump card would only be stronger than theirs.

"ROAR."

A tremendous Dragon’s Roar resounded, nearly shattering everyone’s eardrums.

"What is that?"

Everyone stared intently, only to see Meng Zihao holding a Jade Bottle. Inside the Jade Bottle was a single drop of fresh blood. But this drop of blood was exceedingly extraordinary; a draconic phantom coiled around it, and the waves of Dragon’s Roars were emanating from it.

"My heavens, that can’t be Dragon Blood, can it?"

In an instant, shock appeared on countless faces.

A dragon!

They were one of the Top Level beings in the Great Thousand Realms. The Great Thousand Realms was home to thousands upon thousands of races, but the Dragon Race was undoubtedly among the top ten. However, the Dragon Race had always been few in number; their entire clan probably numbered less than a hundred.

And something like Dragon Blood was incomparably precious. Whether used for alchemy, Body Refining, or other purposes, it possessed incredible, miraculous effects.

But there was one problem: how could Dragon Blood be so easy to obtain?

Who had the ability to draw blood from a member of the Dragon Race? Not even a Celestial Martial Realm King could do it!

At this moment, even the many True Monarchs of the Heaven-Reaching Realm eyed the item in Meng Zihao’s hand with greed, wishing they could seize it for themselves.

"No, that shouldn’t be real Dragon Blood."

Just then, a voice rang out.

Many gazes turned to see a True Monarch of the Heaven-Reaching Realm. He was quite ancient, considered a living fossil in the Meteor Sea Region.

He was heard saying, "The might of real Dragon Blood is far more intense than this. I can only say that this blood does indeed contain a draconic aura, but it is not pure."

"Then what kind of blood is it?"

The crowd was stunned.

"Flood Dragon Blood." At that moment, a voice answered them. It was Ning Jiang.

As a former Legendary Venerable, his Eye Power naturally allowed him to recognize that this was merely Flood Dragon Blood.

Although Flood Dragons have "dragon" in their name, they are far inferior to the true Dragon Race. They are a species that evolved from snakes. Their bloodline is only about one-tenth that of a True Dragon; the remaining nine-tenths is still snake blood.

"Oh? To think you have such knowledge. Correct, this is indeed Flood Dragon Blood."

Meng Zihao gave Ning Jiang a surprised look. True Dragon Blood was not something he could obtain, but even this Flood Dragon Blood was not easy to come by.

This was something the Black Envoy had brought him!

"Ning Jiang, even if this is only Flood Dragon Blood, it is more than enough to deal with you."

Meng Zihao gave a cold smile, then opened the Jade Bottle and swallowed the blood inside.

As the drop of Flood Dragon Blood entered his body, an immense Power instantly erupted, flooding his veins.

"ROAR!"

He threw his head back and let out a ferocious, Dragon’s Roar-like bellow.

Veins bulged on his forehead, winding like earthworms. His skin underwent a dramatic transformation, fine Dragon Scales appearing and covering his entire body.

Then came his hands and feet. His nails grew three inches in an instant, becoming incredibly sharp, and his teeth turned into the fangs of a Flood Dragon, all razor-sharp.

His pupils became vertical slits, crimson red, and exuded a cold-blooded aura. Like the eyes of a snake, they were chilling to the bone.

At this moment, Meng Zihao seemed like a Half-Demon, a completely different person from before.

"A single drop of Flood Dragon Blood caused such a change in Meng Zihao. What would happen if it were real Dragon Blood?"

"I heard there’s a Top Level prodigy in the East Sea who had a great fortuitous encounter and now has some real Dragon Blood in his body."

Everyone watched Meng Zihao in utter shock. Even some of the well-traveled True Monarchs of the Heaven-Reaching Realm were stunned by his transformation.

"Comfortable."

Meng Zihao clenched his palm—or more accurately, his now-ferocious claw. At this moment, his aura was more than twice as strong as before.

This drop of Flood Dragon Blood had greatly increased his Power. He felt he had never been so strong, and this Power was intoxicating.

’The power of a bloodline... it’s truly incredible...’

Meng Zihao felt a pang of envy. The bloodline of the Human Race was the most ordinary of blood, completely useless.

But the Dragon Race bloodline was many tiers above that of the Human Race. A mere drop of Flood Dragon Blood had made him this strong; if all the blood in his body were replaced with real Dragon Blood, just how powerful would he become?

’I’ve heard that those children of the Dragon Race can dominate their generation from birth, reigning supreme among the youth of the entire Great Thousand Realms. Perhaps it’s true?’

Meng Zihao reined in his thoughts and turned his icy gaze to Ning Jiang. "Ning Jiang, are you ready to die?"

However, a disdainful look appeared on Ning Jiang’s face. "Forget a mere drop of Flood Dragon Blood; I’ve even killed a True Dragon. A real member of the Dragon Race would have to bow at my feet. What does that make you?"

"You’re courting death."

Meng Zihao snorted coldly and lunged at Ning Jiang.

"Meng Zihao, the sky you see is too small. You will never know the vastness of the world outside."

Ning Jiang shook his head and stepped forward.

"I’ve only been using seventy percent of my strength until now. Let me show you my full Power."

Ning Jiang’s words shocked everyone present.

That was only seventy percent of his strength?

"ROAR!"

When he threw a punch, everyone understood he hadn’t been lying. A Thunder Dragon far larger than before roared and charged out, crashing into Meng Zihao.

"BANG."

With a loud bang, Meng Zihao was forced back, and some of the Dragon Scales on his body cracked.

At that moment, Meng Zihao was completely dumbfounded.