Rebirth: Living in Wilderness with My Superpower-Chapter 1011: The Descent of the Demon Dragon

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Chapter 1011: Chapter 1011: The Descent of the Demon Dragon

In the still of the night, only Yuwen Jun and scattered troops remained in this vast, desolate area, their eyes wide open.

What... what did they just witness?

A Black Dragon suddenly appeared and vanished without a trace?

Earlier, Yuwen Jun had been closest to the Black Dragon. At this moment, every soldier around him lay dead—he was the lone figure standing amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Yuwen Jun silently raised his bloodstained hand. The five rings he originally wore had become four, and the four remaining rings burned like fire.

He wordlessly glanced at his fingers, then raised his head to survey his surroundings, including the emptiness of the sky. Though his expression betrayed nothing, his heart quaked beyond measure.

Everything he had known, everything he had believed, was utterly overturned.

In the past, emperors had sought the path of the Immortal, pursuits he often regarded with disdain. Even when the Gu Master of Witch Ancestor Mountain chased after the remnants of the Ancient Secret Art, he dismissed it completely.

It didn’t matter whether they went mad for it or died in pursuit—Yuwen Jun had never taken it to heart. Tales of Ghost Gods, to him, were nothing but absurdities.

But now, having witnessed that eerie whirlwind and the manifestation of the great dragon above, the shock he felt seized his very soul.

What he had thought to be illusions proved to be real!

Though Yuwen Jun restrained his emotions, the soldier who had similarly escaped death possessed no such stoicism! They openly expressed their astonishment, exclaiming.

"My heavens! Dragons really do exist!"

"The Black Dragon has manifested, the Black Dragon has manifested!"

"Could it be... could it mean..."

The crowd, immersed in their exclamations, abruptly fell silent.

The significance of dragons was clear to all. For the Third Prince’s remaining forces to receive the protection of the Black Dragon—did this imply that the Third Prince was the True Emperor?

But now the Third Prince was dead, slain by none other than their own master. Would that mean their master stood opposed to the Black Dragon?

Opposing the will of the heavens—wouldn’t that be...

Just as the soldiers’ shock left them speechless, Yuwen Jun broke the silence.

"Throughout history, the symbol of the Emperor has always been a Golden Dragon. A dragon entirely black like this is clearly an Evil Dragon. When an Evil Dragon descends, chaos engulfs the nation. We, as sons of the land, must slay this dragon to protect our country."

His voice was chilling, foreboding, yet unwaveringly resolute. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

In that moment, as the Black Dragon’s emergence shattered their worldview and dispersed their morale, Yuwen Jun’s declaration fell upon them like the Seas Calming Divine Needle, instantly restoring their focus.

But as his words sunk in, the soldiers once more gaped in astonishment—did their master truly intend for them to slay a dragon?

Slay a dragon?

Although ancient legends spoke of dragon-slaying, those were merely myths, and the ones capable of slaying dragons were certainly no ordinary mortals.

How could they, simple men, possibly kill a dragon?

Yuwen Jun calmly turned his gaze to the group, speaking again. "In the chaos of the era, heroes rise. Now is the time for us to carve out glory and fame. Will you fade silently into obscurity, or will you have your names etched in the historian’s scrolls, remembered as dragon-slaying warriors of honor? Today, you decide."

The elite troops under Yuwen Jun were different from the conscripts driven into battle like ducks to water. These were men who had volunteered, men whose hearts burned with ambition for glory and fortune.

Yuwen Jun did not need to say more—immediately, the men’s fiery blood ignited, and all seventeen thousand remaining soldiers roared with fervor.

"Slay the dragon! Slay the dragon! Slay the dragon!"

That night, the citizens of the city quivered in their homes.

They had no idea what was happening outside.

But throughout the long night, the sounds of chaos rang from beyond the city walls—at first, cries of "Kill! Kill! Kill!" followed by anguished wails, and then came the thunderous chant of "Slay the dragon! Slay the dragon! Slay the dragon!"

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