Chapter 717: You Dare Move Your Left Foot First and Violate My Taboo
“Honored guest, you may not know, but the Mangcang Mountains are the most dangerous land in all of the Eastern State.”
“For within are countless beast overlords.
“There are giant bulls holding up the heavens, towering trees standing against the world, black serpents covering the sky, and massive tigers soaring in the air.”
“We mortals who live at the mountain’s foot often hear their roars.”
The servant sighed. “Perhaps because of this, the courage of our townsfolk has grown greatly.”
The black-clothed young man drank a sip of cold tea, his expression blank. “Anything else?”
The servant nodded. “Of course!”
He lowered his voice. “This is exclusive, passed down from my great-great-great-grandfather.
“It’s said those four strongest beast overlords once suppressed an evil dragon!”
The black-clothed youth’s gaze sharpened, though his tone betrayed nothing. “Oh? What evil dragon did they suppress?”
The servant scratched his head. “That I don’t know. Just that it was an evil dragon.
“Likely a true dragon corrupted by the demon race.
“Such an evil dragon deserved to be suppressed.
“If not for those mighty beings, we mortals would have perished long ago.”
His words carried deep respect for the beast overlords.
At that moment, more guests arrived.
The servant bowed. “Young master, please wait a moment. I’ll serve them tea and return shortly.”
The black-clothed youth gave a strange laugh. “You dare move your left foot first—you’ve violated my taboo!”
Before he could react, his head was crushed in one hand.
And it was no human hand.
But a black claw, covered in scales!
Blood splattered, shocking all inside the teahouse.
The new guests trembled, nearly collapsing to the ground.
“You dared speak—you’ve broken my taboo!”
The youth sneered coldly.
Foul demonic qi spewed from his mouth, filling the teahouse in an instant.
When he stepped out again, not a single person remained alive inside.
Not even corpses—everything had gone into his stomach.
The black-clothed youth gazed at the towering Mangcang Mountains, a cold smile on his lips.
He was none other than the Nether Demon Dragon in human form.
Yet he did not plan to seek out his old enemies immediately.
He had only recently broken free from the suppression of the True Dragon Holy Land, his strength not yet restored to its peak.
He reckoned that after devouring five or six large sects, he could recover seventy to eighty percent.
Meanwhile, with his power to corrupt and the aid of the Youbu demons, he could sow discord or taint the beast overlords one by one.
If he divided them and destroyed them separately, victory would be certain.
If he could devour those four old enemies one by one, he would quickly return to his peak.
At that time, breaking into the Saint Realm would be but a thought!
“Hmph, those fools went to the Western Sinking Sea to find me, not knowing I already came to the Mangcang Mountains.
“As humans say—the most dangerous place is the safest place. Truly not false.”
The Nether Demon Dragon sneered, filled with pride.
“Hmph, I’ll spare you for now.
“Once I restore more strength, I’ll settle the debts of old!”
But in the next moment, five vast auras closed in over him.
The Nether Demon Dragon looked up.
The four beast overlords stared coldly at him.
And one figure stood smiling, also watching him.
The Nether Demon Dragon trembled all over.
Why were they all here?
This wasn’t how he imagined it at all.
Shen Mo watched him calmly.
Through Hu Xinyue’s recent fortune, he had already learned that the Nether Demon Dragon would appear near the Mangcang Mountains.
Hu Xinyue, out of kindness, had even healed some of his injuries.
The Nether Demon Dragon used the chance to pry many secrets about the mountains from her.
He even gifted her a high-grade sacred artifact in false goodwill.
In truth, it was a sealed demonic artifact.
Once refined, the hidden demonic energy would corrode her mind step by step, eventually turning her fully into a demon.
But Hu Xinyue was the saintess of the Heavenly Fox Clan, blessed with a protective fate.
She uncovered its malice early and, together with Shen Mo and the others, began hunting for the Nether Demon Dragon.
Yet he was cunning and never lingered in one place.
Their search yielded nothing.
Later, he gathered enough strength to return in force.
The four overlords of Mangcang all met tragic ends.
But since Shen Mo knew this destined outcome, he would never allow it.
He appeared now, before that could happen.
The Nether Demon Dragon had not yet regained his peak.
At most, he was on the level of a newly ascended Supreme.
With the four beast overlords and Shen Mo together, killing him would be effortless.
The Nether Demon Dragon forced a strained smile. “I’m just a passing cultivator.
“Why do you all stare at me so?”
The Sky-Reaching Banyan Tree eyed him for a long while, then clicked its tongue.
“Nether Demon Dragon, you really are the Nether Demon Dragon.
“That stench of yours—I could never forget it.
“And you dare come here, to the foothills of Mangcang?”
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At first, they had half-doubted Shen Mo’s words.
They hadn’t believed the dragon would truly come.
Yet here he was—exactly as foretold!
With his disguise torn apart, the Nether Demon Dragon stiffened.
He couldn’t understand. His cover had been flawless, seamless.
How had it been pierced?
He roared, releasing endless demonic qi, preparing to reveal his true body.
The four beast overlords sneered, surging their blood energy.
In an instant, they suppressed his demonic qi.
Even so, his true form emerged.
As a fallen true dragon, his body dwarfed them all, even larger than the four overlords.
Blood qi and demonic qi clashed violently, colliding and erasing each other.
In a corner, unnoticed, a tiny black insect the size of a thumb fled in panic.
At that moment, Shen Mo drew forth the Dragonbone Bell.
He poured blood qi into it and hurled it skyward without hesitation.
The bell swelled rapidly before their eyes, becoming a colossal bell that enveloped all the black miasma within.
The Nether Demon Dragon’s face twisted in terror.
Before he could react,
The Dragonbone Bell crashed down with a thunderous roar.
It sealed him completely within, from head to tail.
The tiny fleeing insect was caught as well, unable to escape.
“Let me out! Let me out!”
The Nether Demon Dragon’s furious roars echoed from within the bell.
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