Rebirth: City Sovereign

Above the Dragon Bone Cemetery, that sound was like the roar of a wild beast, resounding through the sky.    

When the Demon Kings and Devil Leader heard that, their expressions all changed, revealing puzzled expressions.    

They all knew that it was the Dragon King of Fengdu who had escaped from the demon institute, defeated by the Demon Elder and Yang Yun a few hours ago.    

But what about Dragon King Liu Li?    

Could it be that the unremarkable girl in Dragon Clan was also a Dragon King?    

After the Demon Sovereign finished speaking, a white figure slowly emerged from within the Dragon Bone Cemetery.    

Dragon King of Fengdu, Xuanyuan, just like that, with his hands behind his back, his golden dragon eyes slightly condensed as he looked at the sky, at the Demon Lord, Demon King and the others who were facing him, and coldly said.    

"Don't yell like that. It's ugly."    

"Sullivan."    

When the Infernals heard this, their expressions immediately changed. One by one, they drew out their sabers from their waists and prepared to charge at Xuanyuan.    

"Bastard!" "How could you possibly call Lord Demon Lord by his name?"    

However, the Demon Lord did not care. He raised his hand to stop the Demon Kings, indicating for them to stop.    

Following that, the Demon Elder raised his eyes, looked at Dragon King of Fengdu with his blood-red eyes and said with a giggle.    

"Xuanyuan, you are a Dragon King of Fengdu of Immortal Realm to begin with, there is absolutely no need for you to wade through this muddy water."    

"I'll give you a chance. Hand over Liu Li and I will spare your life."    

Hearing those words, Xuan Yuan sneered and said with a faint smile.    

"Stop pretending, demon."    

After saying that, he raised his hand. A total of five streaks of scarlet-gold spiritual energy turned into golden longswords that shot out explosively from his palm!    

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"    

The golden sword aimed at the air around him and exploded in mid air. Amidst the exploding firelight, the five Devil Clan Leader s who were already lying in ambush beside Xuanyuan screamed miserably and fell from the sky towards the ground.    

"From the very beginning, you have never thought of giving us these Dragon Clan a chance to live, right?" As the explosion continued, Xuanyuan Wentian raised his head and looked toward the Demon Lord and coldly said.    

A few of the Devil Leader s were instantly killed, but the Demon Elder did not show any expression of anger. Instead, she grinned, laughed, and said while shaking her head.    

"Hahahaha, in the end, you're still a Dragon King of Fengdu. Even if you were beaten half dead, you still have that much power."    

"However, what can you do now? Standing before me alone?"    

"Even the Dragon Kings who were stronger than you were killed by me."    

Hearing that, Xuanyuan Wentian's face was expressionless as he quietly looked at the Demon Lord and spoke.    

"Sullivan, stop dreaming. As long as I'm still alive, you can forget about succeeding."    

"The Dragon Clan is far from being as weak as you think."    

"Hee hee, hee hee hee." Hearing Xuanyuan's words, Sullivan squinted his eyes and started to giggle.    

"You're still shameless even when you're about to die, your Dragon Clan are all the same."    

"You should know that if it weren't for you and that bastard stopping me, I would have ascended to become a god 300 years ago."    

"It's all thanks to you that I've waited for a full three hundred years. Now that I think about it, I feel a little nostalgic."    

As the Demon Lord spoke, a trace of ice-cold killing intent appeared in his blood-red eyes.    

"Then, in terms of etiquette, I should be taking revenge on you right now. Shouldn't I be dismembering your Dragon King of Fengdu here?"    

The instant the Demon Lord's voice fell, numerous pitch-black Magic Formation violently opened up in the air above the Dragon Bone Cemetery.    

"Boom boom boom!"    

Within the Magic Formation, countless black figures scuttled out like black Light Shuttle s. In a mere instant, tens of millions of foreign races appeared in the sky!    

Sea Scale Clan s, Blood Clan s, Titan Clan s, almost all the races that had submitted to them, from the clan elders to the most powerful young cultivators, all of them, without exception, appeared in the sky!    

The black clouds pressed down on the city, wanting to destroy it!    

The Demon Lord stood in front of the tens of thousands of foreign invaders, looking at the sky, the only existence of the Dragon King Xuan Yuan, and said with a sinister smile.    

"Look, Xuanyuan, these are all foreign races that were under your control in the past. They couldn't stand the rules you set, moving from the Immortal Realm to the Devil Realm."    

"Today, three hundred years from now, they will still bear the same grievances in their hearts as I do. They would love to tear you to pieces."    

"You can choose for yourself which non-humankind killed you."    

At the same time, a Teleportation Array opened up beside the Demon Sovereign and a human cultivator with black hair and red eyes walked out of the Magic Formation.    

It was the Northern Immortal-Yang Yun!    

Yang Yun glanced at the tens of thousands of pagan cultivators, snorted, and said slowly.    

"It's just two Dragon Kings, yet they have already mobilized almost the entire battle force of the entire Fiend Star, is there really a need?"    

"Hehe, this is not my order, but the request of these non-humankind beings." The Demon Lord sinisterly laughed and continued.    

"These foreign races have wanted to see what the Dragon King of Fengdu, which caused them to become displaced, looked like since a long time ago."    

"Okay, but the dragon blood?" Yang Yun nodded, hesitated for a moment, before asking.    

"Don't worry. After I capture Xuanyuan, then control his mind, I will immediately prepare the dragon blood inheritance ceremony for you."    

"At that time, you'll be a half dragon like me."    

"Yes." Yang Yun nodded and did not speak further.    

At this moment, a relaxed voice slowly sounded out.    

"Sea Scale Clan, Blood Clan, Titan Clan, Devil Clan."    

"Haha, what a great lineup."    

Up in the air, Dragon King of Fengdu Xuanyuan faced the tens of thousands of foreign invaders. His expression was calm as he let out a light laugh and responded.    

"I never thought that you foreign races who were driven out of your Immortal Realm due to your brutality would form your own armies in the end. This is truly refreshing."    

With that, the Dragon King of Fengdu changed his tone and laughed.    

"However, the current me no longer has the strength to be called the Dragon King. If you want to kill me, I have no strength to resist."    

"Not the Dragon King?" When the Demon Elder heard it, his expression changed slightly. He activated the Spiritual Strength's probing ability and swept it towards Xuanyuan's body.    

Within Xuanyuan's body, the high grade spirit energy from the Dragon Clan had already been scattered until there was not much left, and the extremely precious dragon blood within the meridians had actually turned dark red.    

Seeing this scene, the Demon Elder immediately understood what the Dragon King of Fengdu had done. A trickle of cold sweat dripped from his forehead as he opened his mouth and said fearfully.    

"How is this possible? Who did you give your dragon blood inheritance to? "    

"Liu Li? She was the Dragon King in the first place, so accepting your inheritance is just a waste! "    

"Are you crazy? Dragon King of Fengdu! "    

Hearing the Demon Sovereign's words, the faces of the Demon Kings and the leaders of the Devil Clan also fiercely changed and became pale in an instant. As for Yang Yun, the veins on his face also bulged, looking like they were about to erupt at any moment.    

One had to know, the Dragon King of Fengdu's Dragon Blood Succession was something that he, Yang Yun, had coveted for an entire thirty years!    

But just at this critical juncture, when they were about to succeed, the Dragon King of Fengdu had already handed over his dragon blood inheritance to someone else.    

How could Yang Yun endure this?    

The Demon Kings and Devil Leader were also very clear that inheriting the dragon's blood was something that could only be done once in a lifetime for every Dragon King.    

Meanwhile, the Dragon King, who handed his dragon blood and cultivation over to the successor, had already become an ordinary Dragon Clan member.    

In the air, Yang Yun opened his mouth and shouted angrily.    

"Bastard, you dare to tease my, the Northern Celestial Sovereign?"    

"Since you want to die so badly, I'll kill you now and let you meet your compatriots!"    

Just as the Demon Elder was about to open his mouth to stop Yang Yun, an icicle shot out from Yang Yun's hands and fiercely flew towards Dragon King Xuanyuan!    

"BOOM!"    

However, just as the ice pillar was about to collide with Xuanyuan Dragon King, a golden Magic Arts Barrier appeared with a loud bang, shattering the Magic Formation into pieces!    

Boom!    

In the midst of the explosion, facing Yang Yun who had a crazed expression, Xuanyuan face was full of disdain.    

"Don't be so agitated, Yang Yun."    

"In the end, I am just an old official who has maintained the balance in my Immortal Realm. I am not too interested in intervening in your dispute."    

"And to deal with you devils!"    

"It's the work of a young man."    

The instant his voice fell, an earth-shattering white light shot out from within the Dragon Bone Cemetery!    

Boom!    

Within the white light, a white-clothed youth appeared. His entire body seemed to be covered with a golden Dragon Scale, and his eyes were pure gold in color.    

Opening his mouth, the white clothed young man looked at the terrified Demon Elder and Yang Yun, and released a voice that shook the heavens and earth.    

"Sullivan, Yang Yun, it's time to settle the scores properly!"