Chapter 1 Gods Vanish on a Cloudy Day

Boom! Amidst the roar of exploding scales, shockwaves surged, and the light yellow body of the Tianlong was forced to release its grip. The scales of the Yinglong's body were shredded by Su Zhou's exploding scales, leaving trails of blood. The Tianlong and the blood-soaked white dragon were forced to plummet to the earth together.

Thump! The two dragons, weighing over 150,000 tons combined, crashed onto the frozen soil of the Northern Lands. Immediately, the earth's crust emitted a shattering, tearing sound, then caved in to form a crater-like basin. Countless streams of lava splashed within, forming a natural arena.

In the instant of landing, the Yinglong roared. The layers of cloud patterns around its body surged, and its wings flapped violently, stirring up a raging wind. Countless materialized blades of wind, with the force to cleave mountains, slashed toward the direction of Su Zhou's descent, intent on tearing him to shreds.

But Su Zhou roared in response. Having lost his scales, the shockwaves of Feng Zhu (Wind Assistance) and Lan Jia (Azure Armor) rippled around him once more. The powers of the same origin counteracted each other, but the Yinglong had the upper hand. The incomparably condensed wind blades struck Su Zhou's face, shattering an eyeball and bringing with it the ringing sound of fracturing bone.

However, one could see that the purple-blue spirit blood, as it spurted from the wound, reversed back into his body as if time were flowing backward. Enduring this commonplace agony, Su Zhou raised his dragon claw, constructed of high-density alloy steel, and rapidly approached the Yinglong, who had not had time to pull away. Then, he clenched his five fingers together into a fist!

One could hear the roar of the rocket engine composed of Lan Jia operating madly. The power to shatter mountains was condensed in this one fist!

--Rocket-Propelled Impact, One Hundred Thousand Tons of Force!

--Yala Blast Fist!

Boom! Instantly, the Yinglong's massive dragon head was struck head-on by Su Zhou's fist. Flesh caved in, and with a crisp sound of dragon bones shattering, a dragon eye was directly forced out of its socket by the immense force. Dragon teeth flew everywhere.

But this was not the end! After a right hook, which was casually named, came a left hook, a right straight, an uppercut—Su Zhou, delivering heavy blows, roared with each punch, accompanied by a terrifying breath.

Although the Yinglong, after being hit the first time, endured the pain and swung its dragon tail to wrap around Su Zhou's waist, crushing a portion of Su Zhou's lumbar vertebrae with terrifying force, and the continuous blades of wind sliced the flesh on Su Zhou's back to the bone, revealing the jade-like texture of his bones.

But the Rocket-Propelled Fist was not a mortal martial art. It did not need to use the waist to generate power. It only needed pure spirit energy to explode and propel the fist.

For a time, Su Zhou wielded his tail blade, cutting the Yinglong's body, and spewed his breath, using the World Tree Spear in his mouth to pierce through the dragon's body.

And the Yinglong was not to be outdone. It skillfully used its dragon body to perform all kinds of entanglement joint techniques, dislocating and breaking all of Su Zhou's lower body and left hand joints, with ruthless and decisive attacks.

But in the end, with both eyes shattered by Su Zhou's fists and one of its horns snapped off and stuck in its jaw, the Yinglong finally had to release the white dragon's waist. It tumbled away from Su Zhou in a sorry state, its body covered in charred holes burned black or even pierced through by Su Zhou's breath.

"I really lost. Are battles between the younger generation this fierce now?" Forced to release its grip, the Yinglong felt excruciating pain all over its body: "Am I getting old?"

Matvey did not take up the conversation. He simply sucked in a cold breath: "Yinglong, are the divine dragons of your otherworld lineage all this terrifying? And I remember you said you were an elder and guaranteed you could suppress Zhuzhou..."

To this, the divine dragon immediately denied its previous speculation: "Don't speak nonsense...I'm not worthy to be his elder. Looking at his attack style, it has nothing to do with my Yinglong lineage at all!"

Where in the world was there a dragon that attacked with its fists! If it hadn't had close combat experience when fighting Chiyou back then, ordinary Tianlong would simply be dragon meat waiting to be slaughtered in front of this kid!

The Yinglong was certainly miserable, but Su Zhou was not much better off. The flesh on his back, along with all the vector nozzles, had been completely destroyed, and the degree to which his spine and ribs were broken was enough to make a soup out of the ribs.

And most importantly, Su Zhou had no spirit energy left.

Without Aura to mediate the conversion, Su Zhou could not absorb the spirit energy of this world for his own use, but the Yinglong was different. It had a summoner with strong combat power, and it also had the Tianren Circulation, or rather, the Tianlong Circulation.

As the master of heaven and earth, its spirit energy recovery speed was visibly fast. As one waned and the other waxed, anyone with toes could think clearly who would win or lose after a few minutes.

"Unlike the previous battles with Fafnir and Jormungandr, this is a life-or-death battle!"

Gritting his teeth to endure the pain of most of his body's bones being shattered, the reason Su Zhou dared to place Aura in the scales behind his neck before was precisely because he was very clear that the purpose of that battle was to seize the dragon balls, not to determine life and death. If his situation was not right, he could just run away. But this time it was different. In the battle with the Yinglong, his spine had been broken into so many pieces that he had no time to protect himself, let alone protect others. If he had placed Aura in his flesh, she would have been shaken to death.

But fortunately. At this time, the Yinglong and Matvey were unable to fight again. Su Zhou felt that he could temporarily release Aura and use spirit energy to run away first—anyway, Su Zhou's purpose in coming to this world was originally to find inspiration for the cosmic combat form, and to see if he could obtain new spirit energy organs.

And now, having obtained Fafnir's blood, and the part of the Yinglong's flesh he had just obtained, he had already completed most of his mission.

Thinking of doing it, without any hesitation, Su Zhou's mind moved, opened the personal space, and put Aura, who was chatting with the Wisdom Tree, into his mouth—of course, not swallowing her—in the Wisdom Tree's trembling exclamation of "Eaten!", Su Zhou used his teeth and upper and lower jaws as a protective layer to protect the little girl in the safest place.

Then, having regained some spirit energy, he turned and ran.

"Don't run!"

But after all, the numerous vector nozzles behind him were destroyed in the first instant of the fight, and his spine had not recovered. Su Zhou could only use the power of Feng Zhu and his arms to move. Seeing this, the Yinglong immediately supported its severely wounded body, staring with its bloody. Eyeless sockets looked in the direction where Su Zhou was. An even stronger wind control force immediately began a tug-of-war with Su Zhou's power, making it difficult for him to move.

Matvey also took off again, and golden dragon-binding chains, identical to Vika's, appeared in his hands, beginning to fly towards Su Zhou's body—his strength was also at the middle stage of leadership, not weak at all, but facing the divine dragons who had transformed into their true forms, the gap was extremely large. But now, with everyone suffering from exhaustion and injuries, even a little bit of strength was an advantage.

For a time, Su Zhou and the Yinglong were locked in a stalemate. One wanted to leave, and the other forcibly pulled him to prevent him from moving.

"No, I'm at a disadvantage if this continues, and it would be terrible if other divine dragon combinations came when the battle is so fierce!"

Although Su Zhou couldn't figure out why Matvey and the others weren't afraid of other divine dragons coming to pick up the pieces, he wasn't willing to work for others. Instantly, with a fierce determination in his heart, Su Zhou decisively made a resolute decision.

That was to cut off his tail and run!

In the first instant, he retracted the Blade of Extinction and the World Tree Spear from his tail and mouth. Su Zhou, unable to move any part of his body, twisted his head one hundred and eighty degrees and looked coldly at the slightly startled Matvey and Yinglong.

"Goodbye!"

Before the words were finished, only the roar of a rocket ejection was heard. Su Zhou's immortal dragon true form's head immediately separated from his body like a staged rocket and flew away at high speed!

--You didn't expect that! My body is detachable!

The modern modular way of thinking made a great contribution. The blue-purple spirit flames immediately accelerated the head to more than ten times the speed of sound, and in an instant, it left the range of the divine dragon's attack.

But in fact, neither Matvey nor the Yinglong had reacted. They opened their mouths in shock and stared in astonishment as Su Zhou's head flew higher and higher, until it passed through the snow clouds and turned into a star in the sky…

What was going on?!

The Yinglong looked at the body Su Zhou left behind in disbelief. It looked at the sky, then at the ground, looked at the direction where Su Zhou's head disappeared, and then at the headless body that could still struggle and move. After a few seconds, it reacted: "This, he, I…"

And Matvey's eyes were about to pop out—who could have thought of this?

Even this fallen priest couldn't help but murmur: "The Dragon of Zhuzhou, is the prototype of rockets and aerodynamics... I didn't quite believe it before, thinking it was just a forced association, but now it seems that he is more than just a prototype. This rocket launch method of separating the head from the body and accelerating it, if used in the latest rockets…"

Because this world did not have such a modern concept as staged rockets, Matvey could not find the words and could only shake his head and sigh: "Oh well, at least we left his body behind. Having lost most of the divine dragon's body, even if the Dragon of Zhuzhou isn't dead, he's out of the dragon ball battle this time."

"No."

The Yinglong said in a deep voice. At this time, its eyes were slowly regenerating. The heavenly dragon's blood-blurred sockets stared in the direction Su Zhou left. Its tone was serious: "Just now, Zhuzhou deliberately seized some of my flesh... The Dragon of Zhuzhou is likely to be the type that can strengthen himself through the power of other divine beasts. No wonder the aura on him is so complex, with mine, the divine tree, Lei Ze, and Peacock…"

"Is his body really that important to him? I don't think so—and after taking my flesh, if he fully recovers, he might become even stronger than before. At the very least, the power to control wind and rain will become stronger!"

But just as one person and one dragon were focusing on the already departed Su Zhou's head.

Within Su Zhou's body, the Heart of Lei Ze was still quietly beating.

Thump, thump, thump.

Waiting for the Yinglong to stop worrying and thinking about Su Zhou, and to shift his attention to the body he left behind.

The muffled heartbeat also reached its finale.

Suddenly, on Su Zhou's body, a violent blue lightning began to spread in all directions!

"Crap!"

The expressions of one person and one dragon changed drastically. An incomprehensible sense of danger entered their hearts: "He's going to self-destruct again!"

Far away. The bounty hunter Mikhail, who had sneaked into his safe house in a mountain belly, frowned. He came to the observation port of the periscope and looked into the distance.

Just now, the red fiery cloud, which was clearly caused by Zhuzhou and another battle, had slowly dissipated. As the auras of both sides weakened, Mikhail believed that both sides should be evenly matched and had left severely injured.

Pick up the pieces? Heh, only a fool would think they could pick up the pieces. If anyone dared to interfere in the duel between the two divine dragons, they would definitely be destroyed by the furious sides using all their trump cards—the bounty hunter's rich experience knew all this very well. He had seen too many guys who thought they were mantises stalking cicadas, only to be killed by their prey.

But, he did not expect that after a while, there would be blue lightning that pierced the sky and the earth, illuminating most of the wilderness, causing rolling sonic waves to resound between heaven and earth.

And the auras of Zhuzhou and the other divine dragon had all disappeared, almost to nothing.

"...Mutual destruction?"

Mikhail murmured in a tone that even he didn't believe. His expression was complicated. He was a little unsure if he was being too cautious. If the other party really fought to the death and he didn't go to let others pick up the pieces, then counting the hunter boy's dragon ball, Zhuzhou's side, and the other side's, that would be three dragon balls in the bag.

If he went, plus the one he held, and the one from Leviathan, then that would be five dragon balls in hand, basically locking in the victory of this dragon ball war!

"Forget it, don't think too much, be steady and don't gamble. This way, even if I lose, it's considered that I've done everything I can."

Taking a deep breath, Mikhail touched his hair, which had returned to gray. He calmed down and then prepared to rest for a while, conserve his energy, and then strike out to find a target.

It was just another bounty mission, no different.

And before resting, he took out the dragon ball from Leviathan. The bounty hunter only now had time to admire his spoils of war.

But, when his gaze fell on the dragon ball, he frowned in confusion.

Because, the totem that appeared on the dragon ball was not Leviathan's ferocious sea monster totem.

But...a book?

"A book?"

Immediately, Mikhail stood up and stared at this strange dragon ball. He felt extremely puzzled: "Why is it a book?"

But no one could answer his confusion. Jormungandr was an almost mindless beast and could not help him in this regard, so after being shocked, the bounty hunter could only slowly sit back on the edge of the bed in the safe house.

Putting the dragon ball away, he forced himself not to think about these strange things... Whatever it was, the dragon ball was already in his hand anyway.

Mikhail closed his eyes and began to rest.

By the time he opened his eyes again, the situation had already changed.

Boom boom!

The safe house in the mountain belly began to shake, and rock debris and dust poured down from the arch. Mikhail opened his eyes. He immediately realized that his safe house, built on a natural cave, was about to collapse. With no choice, in order not to be buried under the mountain, he had to take his weapons and escape directly from the second secret exit.

But, when Mikhail escaped from the second secret exit, the figures of two people and one dragon had already appeared before his eyes.

A huge and ferocious beast, like a whale, yet like a crocodile, with a slender body like a sea serpent, but with solid and thick scales, the king of the sea spirits, was using its body, as huge as a mountain, to crash into the mountain peak. And with its power, it had already crashed this mountain area into a mess, with countless layers of rock fractured.

It was Leviathan, who should have already withdrawn!

Even in the face of such an unexpected enemy, Mikhail did not overreact at all. Although he was surprised, he was ready to summon Jormungandr to appear and confront the other party in the first instant.

However, with a flash of light, two figures directly appeared in front of him and launched an attack.

Forced to, Mikhail could only retreat repeatedly, and at this time, he also saw clearly who the other party was.

As expected, one of them was the second prince of the Kerba Empire, Kumor Kerba, who was theoretically already dead!

And the other one surprised him even more. Even though the other party was covered in burns and bandages, Mikhail could still recognize him.

He was the first dragon ball holder who appeared more than a decade ago, the priest who betrayed the church, the Backslider Matvey!