Hey, since you're inviting me, at least turn on your lights.

Wu Yu casually uttered a sarcastic remark, then drew the sword from his waist and, imitating a blind man, bent over and repeatedly poked the ground below.

This journey alone made Wu Yu realize just how difficult it was to steal the treasure.

It's pitch black inside. Walking without making a sound is impossible for anyone below the Saint level. Using a torch to scout ahead would be too suicidal. Even ordinary wild beasts are extremely sensitive to fire, let alone dragons. You'd probably be greeted by the dragon's gaping maw when you get close.

With a "ding," Wu Yu's sword struck a hard object. When he couldn't pierce it no matter how hard he tried, he stopped.

Has it come to an end?

Wu Yu was unable to make a judgment, but he didn't need to.

Wu Yu yelled at the top of his lungs, "Is anyone there? Where are you?"

"Aren't I right in front of you?"

An excessively loud sound made Wu Yu's eardrums ache, and a powerful gust of air followed, messing up his hairstyle. He used his sword to brace himself and steady himself. If it were the frail old Wu Yu, he would probably be lying on the ground by now.

As the voice rang out, a ball of flame appeared out of thin air above Wu Yu's head.

"Amazing!" Wu Yu exclaimed, looking at the fireball floating in mid-air.

The flames were not scorching, nor did they appear violent; they hovered there quietly, like a simple lighting device.

This Void Ignition technique alone completely outclasses those trash mages who only use fireballs as cannonballs. Since they can generate flames in the air, it shouldn't be too difficult for them to generate flames inside your body.

Wu Yu was certain that his opponent was someone who could kill him instantly, and his vigilance immediately rose to its peak.

Even with the system, he might not be able to leave this cave unscathed this time. Wu Yu has already thought of a way to kill himself directly.

If the dragon generates a fireball with a radius of 340 meters centered on Wu Yu's body, then even if Wu Yu uses his passive skill [Evasion] to escape the burning range, his body will instantly disintegrate due to supersonic movement.

Given Wu Yu's reaction speed, it would be impossible for him to activate his active skill when the flames were generated.

Therefore, Wu Yu must anticipate the dragon's attacks in order to survive in this situation, which resembles a Western cowboy duel.

As the light from the flames illuminated the cave, Wu Yu was able to get a glimpse of its interior.

What was blocking his way was not a wall at all, but the body of a dragon. His sword was stuck between two scales on its waist. He had used six-tenths of his strength, but he hadn't even left a scratch on the scales.

However, these scales were not shiny and bright. They were covered with dust, cracks, and all sorts of marks. Some parts of the dragon's body were not even covered with scales. Just above the scale that Wu Yu touched, a scar several meters long ran across its entire back. Wu Yu could see some charred chunks of flesh through the crack.

It's not hard to imagine how badly the dragon was injured back then, and how critical the situation was. Since the strongest outer armor had been breached, it wouldn't be difficult to cut it in half.

"call."

The dragon also turned its head to look at Wu Yu, and a breath from its nose made Wu Yu's body sway twice.

Meeting the gaze of the golden vertical pupils, which were larger than his own head, Wu Yu was surprised to find that he felt no fear whatsoever. Compared to the demonic dragon under the Demon King's command that he had encountered before, he seemed to be excessively calm.

Could this be the effect of the wisp of killing law I absorbed earlier? This body no longer instinctively fears ferocious beasts.

Although he would no longer be subject to others at the genetic level, Wu Yu did not feel much joy about this change. His body had become somewhat unfamiliar without him realizing it. Like the sword skills that had become instinctive, these changes were all forcibly imposed by the system.

Am I still myself?

Wu Yu, who used to scoff at philosophical questions, now occasionally ponders these fundamentally unprovable issues.

The enormous dragon eyes stared at Wu Yu with great interest. After a while, the evil dragon spoke in surprise, "Interesting. A mortal who hasn't even condensed a battle qi vortex can actually ignore my dragon might. No, not ignore, you are going against me."

The dragon abandoned its casual attitude and no longer tried to restrain its oppressive aura. Its dragon might, unique to the pinnacle of continental creatures, swept towards Wu Yu.

Wu Yu was jolted, feeling an immense pressure bearing down on him. The surrounding air gradually solidified, and he even found it difficult to breathe.

Instinctively, a unique aura belonging to Wu Yu rose from his body, as sharp as a newly honed sword, as murderous as a demon crawling out of hell. The two combined to form an unparalleled blood blade, cleaving through the majestic dragon's might.

The dragon's curiosity grew stronger, and it began to increase its pressure. For it, there seemed to be no limit to its aura.

Wu Yu, on the other hand, was in a bit of a predicament. The aura that suddenly surged from his body was completely beyond his control in the past, but now that it had been forced out by the evil dragon, he could barely control it. However, Wu Yu did not dare to withdraw it now.

Wu Yu had a premonition that if he voluntarily withdrew this aura, he would likely be directly killed by the dragon's might.

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