EAST DRAGON
"DESTROY HIS DANTIAN!" Ma Durung shouted with a booming voice.
Immediately, several disciples tightened their grip on Zhao Yun. The command from Ma Durung, the crown prince of the Ma Kingdom and a prodigious disciple of the Black Dragon Sect, was carried out without hesitation by his subordinates.
Zhao Yun, forced to kneel with both his hands firmly restrained by two of Ma Durung's followers, was in a dire situation. His mouth was gagged with cloth, silencing any attempt to cry for help. Worse, his qi flow had been sealed by Ma Durung's personal guards, rendering him powerless to resist.
With desperation in his eyes, Zhao Yun glanced toward his three closest friends. His gaze pleaded for their help, a silent cry for salvation. But to his dismay, his friends turned their faces away, avoiding his gaze entirely.
Witnessing their betrayal, Zhao Yun could only grimace inwardly. Those he had considered friends, those he had always helped, had stabbed him in the back.
A young, innocent man, left crippled with his dantian destroyed, the victim of envy from a royal prince and the betrayal of his three closest friends—this betrayal filled Zhao Yun with a profound sense of disbelief and an unquenchable thirst for vengeance.
As he fought to survive the despair threatening to consume him, Zhao Yun was unexpectedly saved by a figure he deeply admired, someone he had always looked up to.
Unbeknownst to him, this savior would present Zhao Yun with a choice that would shape his future. Will Zhao Yun redefine his purpose in life? What fate awaits him as he steps into an uncertain future?
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Chapter: Chapter #244. The Dragon Heir of the Southern ContinentChapter #244. The Dragon Heir of the Southern ContinentBoom!From where he stood, Zhao Yun observed the battle between Argha and Bagul while tending to Ratnob’s condition. Broka, the female orc and Ratnob’s sister, stood beside Zhao Yun, occasionally checking Ratnob’s wounds as instructed by Zhao Yun earlier.A large orc body crashed to the ground not far from Zhao Yun. The one who had fallen and now lay motionless was Bagul, clearly unable to continue the fight.Zhao Yun turned his gaze to Argha and saw his friend battered, his body covered with bruises and cuts. Although Argha looked a little rough, he was still in much better shape than Bagul, who lay sprawled on the ground.“Is it over?” Zhao Yun asked flatly to Argha, who was now kneeling halfway on the ground. A wide smile appeared on Zhao Yun’s face as he spoke to Argha.“What do you think?” Argha replied, slightly annoyed, knowing the leader of the Eastern Continent Dragon Group was mocking him.A bottle of pills flew toward
Last Updated: 2025-06-30
Chapter: Chapter #243. BrotherhoodChapter #243. BrotherhoodZhao Yun and Argha's arrival was immediately met with a siege by a dozen orcs guarding the entrance to the Worstnaga Orc Tribe’s headquarters.Zhao Yun’s expression turned sour at the sight. It was clear that the orcs' hostility and alertness were directed toward him, indicating that humans had previously come to this area and caused trouble."It seems I’m clearly the one they see as a threat," Zhao Yun said calmly."Judging by their caution, whoever came here must’ve done something significant to this tribe," Zhao Yun added.Argha didn’t reply. He stood stunned for a moment before finally speaking."I am Argha, son of Durrot. I’ve come to meet with Bagul and Ratnob!" Argha declared loudly.The dozen orcs, each wielding spiked wooden clubs, gave no response. None of them acknowledged what Argha said they appeared completely indifferent."Well, look who’s here. Argha, son of Durrot. The orc who chose to leave dishonorably instead of standing up and fighting ag
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Chapter: Chapter #242. Black Dragon Fang Orc TribeChapter #242. Black Dragon Fang Orc TribeZhao Yun, Zhi Long, Tao Qian, and Argha had now arrived at the outer region of the demon race territory. This outer area of the southern continent's central zone was mostly inhabited by orcs and goblins. Among them, the Black Dragon Fang Orc Tribe was the largest and controlled the majority of the outer territory."So what's the plan now?" Tao Qian asked Zhao Yun."As Ancestor Baiyin said, your task is to awaken your respective companions. And for that, we must part ways here. We'll meet again at the predetermined location," Zhao Yun replied calmly."Then what will you do now?" Zhi Long asked."Of course, I’ll head to the core region, where one of the demon kings holds a soul fragment of the ancient demon prince," Zhao Yun answered flatly."Along the way, I’ll help Argha reclaim his rightful position as the supreme leader and heir of the Black Dragon Fang Orc Tribe," Zhao Yun added with a serious tone."Just the two of you? Are you sure?" Zhi
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Chapter: Chapter #241. AwakeningChapter #241. AwakeningWhat Baiyin said naturally left Zhao Yun, Tao Qian, and Zhi Long confused. From the expressions on their faces, it was clear they had many questions, hoping the dragon ancestor would explain further.Even though Baiyin knew the three young men in front of him wanted an explanation, he didn’t utter a single word to them. Instead, he continued to process the blood that hovered in his hands."Fourth Eye Technique: Dragon Eyes Piercing the Sky!" Baiyin declared, staring intensely at the two orbs of blood floating above his palms.A flash of light shot out from his eyes, directly striking the two blood orbs. That light transformed the floating orbs into red energy, which then formed a series of unfamiliar symbols unknown even to Zhao Yun and the others.Those symbols lined up, forming an arrangement of characters resembling a mantra."This is dragon language!" Zhi Long exclaimed quickly, his eyes fixed on the rows of overlapping nail-like symbols.“Dragon language?”
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Chapter: Chapter #240. MessageChapter #229. MessageZhao Yun spent the journey conversing about many things with Zhi Long and Tao Qian. What truly surprised him during their conversation was that both of them had taken significant steps he hadn't anticipated.Tao Qian had decided to merge his group with the Eastern Continent Dragon group that Zhao Yun had founded. Meanwhile, Zhi Long had left his sect. Zhao Yun's suggestion to re-examine the existing evidence had truly unveiled a new layer of truth. As Zhao Yun had suspected, Tao Qian was not the one responsible for the incident.Tao Qian made this decision after finding enlightenment from Zhao Yun’s words and their shared battle. That was why he ultimately decided to join the group Zhao Yun had formed.“I don’t know why, but I feel like there’s something else hidden behind all of this,” said Zhao Yun, staring at Tao Qian with suspicion.“Of course, because you’re my rival! Besides, only I get to defeat you.”“And beyond that, I’ve begun to understand that if I tr
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Chapter: Chapter #239. YouChapter #239. You"Graaaaww!"Zhao Yun and Argha appeared from different directions. With a swift and coordinated attack, the two of them immediately inflicted a serious wound on the body of the giant Ghoul.The giant Ghoul let out a roar as it felt the blow strike deeply, leaving a large gash in its waist area.Zhao Yun’s arrival naturally brought joy to Tao Qian and Zhi Long. After all, despite their earlier teamwork, the two of them hadn’t managed to injure the armored giant Ghoul. But with just one sword wave attack, Zhao Yun managed to cause serious damage."You two why are you here?" Zhao Yun asked as he landed near Tao Qian and Zhi Long after launching his strike."To find you!" they replied in unison.Zhao Yun frowned, while Tao Qian and Zhi Long exchanged annoyed glances at having spoken the same words simultaneously."Why were you looking for me?" Zhao Yun asked again without turning to look at them. His eyes remained fixed on the giant Ghoul, which was now beginning to rise
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Holy War : Wish Crystal
Loren, a young office worker stuck in a monotonous life, feels crushed by the weight of his workload and a toxic, unsupportive work environment. After being betrayed by his co-workers, he loses the job he once loved. At home, his partner Marie is demanding and unsympathetic, further isolating Loren and leaving him feeling lost and directionless. Struggling under overwhelming pressure and despair, Loren tries to end his life.
Just when he hits rock bottom, a mysterious ancient manuscript unexpectedly responds to his despair, pulling him into a strange and dangerous world. Loren is now a participant in a “Holy War” where different races battle each other to claim powerful crystals that can grant any wish.
Initially overwhelmed and confused, Loren struggles to understand the purpose of the war. But as time passes, he becomes intrigued by the challenge and begins to train, unlocking his potential. What began as a fight for survival transforms into something more. Loren now has a purpose, to save the world from evil power!
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Chapter: CHAPTER 91 : BEYOND THE DARKNESSCHAPTER 91 : BEYOND THE DARKNESSThe streets of the lower rank were alive with a palpable tension, an unnatural chill carried by the night air. Milo stood his ground in the middle of a narrow alleyway, his traps and devices scattered around him in strategic positions. Tonight, the engineer had come prepared, his face set with determination as he now held his crossbow tightly.But no amount of preparation could have foreseen this.From the shadows, a swarm of dark figures emerged, more numerous than the previous night, their glowing, soulless eyes piercing through the dim light. Their movements were fluid and coordinated, forming a semicircle around Milo as they stalked closer. Their whispers filled the air, like a thousand voices murmuring from the void.Milo’s heart pounded in his chest, but he gritted his teeth and steadied his shaking hands.“Come on, then.” he muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly. He pulled a small lever on his belt, activating a series of traps he’d
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Chapter: CHAPTER 90 : BENEATH THE GEARSCHAPTER 90 : BENEATH THE GEARSFar above the grimy, chaotic streets of the lower rank, the polished walkways and intricate brass structures of the upper rank gleamed under the same moonlight. Here, life was orderly, efficient, and comfortablem, a stark contrast to the turmoil below. Yet, the unease from the lower rank seemed to have seeped even into these pristine streets, casting a shadow over the bounty hunter guild's operations.Veilith stood in the guild's observation chamber, a spacious room lined with intricate maps, magical detection devices, and communication consoles. His sharp eyes were fixed on a glowing projection of Gearfolk, the map highlighting areas where disturbances had been reported.Behind him, Garrick, a grizzled veteran and Veilith’s mentor, leaned against a desk cluttered with reports. His weathered face bore the weight of years spent fighting the unseen terrors of Gearfolk’s underbelly. He was scanning the latest updates from the lower rank, his expression grim
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Chapter: CHAPTER 89 : THE SHADOW’S ASSAULTCHAPTER 89 : THE SHADOW’S ASSAULTThe shadowy figures moved in groups of three or four, their forms blending seamlessly into the darkness of Gearfolk’s lower rank. Like living nightmares, they glided across the cobblestone streets, their inky tendrils snaking out to ensnare anything, or anyone in their path. From his hidden position behind a broken-down automaton, Milo watched in growing horror.The shadows dragged their prey, unconscious men, women, and even children toward the depths of the alleyways. Their limp bodies scraped along the ground, the harsh sound grating against Milo’s ears. His stomach churned at the sight, and an unbidden thought pierced his mind:This can’t be happening.“What are they?” Milo whispered to himself, his voice barely audible.“Constructs gone rogue? No... no, this is something else. Something worse.” He continue.He tightened his grip on the flashbang device in his hand, its smooth metal surface cold against his clammy palm. Panic and anger warred with
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Chapter: CHAPTER 88 : NIGHTFALL IN GEARFOLKCHAPTER 88 : NIGHTFALL IN GEARFOLKAs twilight deepened over Gearfolk, the air grew heavier, more oppressive than usual. The bustling city of inventors and craftsmen, typically alive with the hum of machinery and the clatter of tools, felt unnervingly silent tonight. Shadows stretched unnaturally long across the cobbled streets, as if the darkness itself was creeping closer.Milo stood in the doorway of his workshop, wiping oil-stained hands on his work apron. His eyes scanned the street outside. He had spent the better part of the day tinkering with his latest project, a portable energy blaster designed for self-defense. Gearfolk wasn’t the safest place, especially in the lower rank, where even engineers like him had to be prepared for trouble. Yet tonight, the usual rowdiness was absent. No clinking of tools, no distant chatter. Just silence.“It’s too quiet.” Milo thought, stepping outside. He gripped the blaster tightly, more out of instinct than fear. The air felt… wrong. Normal
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Chapter: CHAPTER 87 : D-91CHAPTER 87 : D-91Deep within the cursed wasteland, Zharok’s lair loomed ominously, a fortress carved into a jagged mountain, shrouded in perpetual twilight. The air was thick with the stench of decay, and the ground trembled faintly as dark magic coursed through the veins of the earth. The sky above was forever clouded, casting an eternal shadow over the dark citadel. Winds howled mournfully through the craggy spires, carrying with them whispers of ancient curses and lost souls.Inside the fortress, within the heart of a vast chamber lined with cold stone, Zharok, the dark necromancer, stood atop a high platform, surveying the ritual space below. The chamber was dim, lit only by flickering braziers whose flames danced like hungry shadows. The crackling of the fire sounded like the murmurs of the damned. Zharok’s skeletal face was hidden beneath a tattered black hood, his body draped in robes of shadow, their edges forever shifting, as if they were alive. In his hands, he clutched a s
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Chapter: CHAPTER 86 : FLAMES OF REUNIONCHAPTER 86 : FLAMES OF REUNIONAs Loren headed off toward a nearby stream, Howard gathered dry wood and kindling, setting up a small fire with practiced ease. Meanwhile, Anne wandered around the clearing, carefully gathering wild herbs and edible plants growing nearby. With an experienced eye, she picked a few fragrant leaves and small wild spices that she knew would add flavor to their meal. Returning to the camp, she laid out her finds next to the fire, ready to prepare whatever Loren would bring back.. She smiled quietly to herself, glad to have a moment where survival didn’t feel like a battle.Howard struck a spark, and soon a steady flame danced in the center of their camp. Leaning back with his hands behind his head, he let out a satisfied sigh. "You know, this feels… nice. After all we’ve been through, a quiet night like this is exactly what we need." he said, watching the fire flicker. Anne, kneeling by the fire as she arranged her cooking tools, nodded in agreement. "Yeah
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