88: God-killing Sword

The Old Dragon King severely injured Yun Feiyang with a single blow, his body hovering in front of the two.

He looked at Lin Mu with an arrogant expression.

When he heard Lin Mu call him a loach, he was instantly filled with rage.

He opened his massive mouth and spewed a Dragon Breath at Lin Mu.

This Dragon Breath was able to travel through water.

The terrifying temperature evaporated all the seawater in its path.

Facing this terrifying scene, Lin Mu merely raised his hand and grabbed casually.

An invisible large hand suddenly appeared in front of the Dragon Breath.

That large hand seemed to possess endless magical power.

The moment the Dragon Breath was caught by the large hand, it dissipated completely.

After Lin Mu destroyed the Dragon Breath with one blow, he did not stop.

He immediately activated the Eye of the Primal God, once again imprisoning the Old Dragon King.

However, this time, the Old Dragon King's massive body was not completely confined.

He was seen frantically thrashing his body, as if he could break free at any moment.

Seeing this, Lin Mu's thoughts stirred, and the heavenly dao sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Wielding the heavenly dao sword, he unleashed a terrifying sword light at the imprisoned Old Dragon King.

The sword light took the shape of a crescent moon, and as soon as it left the heavenly dao sword, it transformed into dozens of meters in size.

The speed of the sword light was comparable to the speed of light; it was only an instant from when Lin Mu swung it until it reached the Old Dragon King.

Only a series of clanging sounds, like metal striking metal, rang out.

The heavenly dao sword energy, which had always been irresistible, only left a shallow scratch on the Old Dragon King's scales.

The Old Dragon King forcefully broke free from his confinement, and he laughed wildly, saying,

"You truly underestimate this king; even if Primal Spirit True Lord used that confinement divine ability, he couldn't do anything to me."

"And that attack of yours, was it supposed to tickle me?"

Facing Lin Long's blatant mockery, Lin Mu smiled calmly.

He slowly raised the heavenly dao sword, and the Primal God Power on his body surged wildly into the heavenly dao sword.

The heavenly dao sword, which was originally somewhat yellowish, visibly turned golden.

The entire sword body seemed to have undergone a complete transformation.

Lin Mu looked at the newly refined heavenly dao sword and nodded repeatedly with satisfaction.

Oh, no!

Now it should be called the primordial god sword.

Lin Mu repeated his trick, and the Eye of the Primal God once again imprisoned the Old Dragon King.

The Old Dragon King's face showed utter contempt: "Kid, stop making futile efforts, you can't do anything to me!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mu frantically poured the Primal God Power from his body into the primordial god sword.

The expression on his face showed neither joy nor anger.

He calmly said, "Then try my next sword strike; I've named it Godslayer."

As Lin Mu finished speaking, the primordial god sword suddenly left his hand and pierced through the void towards the Old Dragon King.

During its thrust, the entire sword body of the primordial god sword glowed with brilliant golden light.

The dazzling golden light was so bright that the Old Dragon King couldn't open his eyes.

Before the sword even got close, the Old Dragon King faintly felt the aura of death.

Tens of thousands of years of experience made him decide on a course of action immediately.

With a thought, a dragon phantom image detached from his body before the sword light arrived.

He teleported several times, appearing hundreds of meters away.

When he stabilized himself and looked back at his original body,

he saw that the dazzling golden sword had pierced directly from his dragon head to his dragon tail.

His massive body was torn into pieces by the divine power carried by the sword light.

Immediately, the entire seabed was filled with a large amount of dragon blood, turning into a blood-red ocean.

The dragon phantom image stared at this scene, dumbfounded.

His dragon body had undergone hundreds of thunder tribulations.

He had long since achieved physical sainthood.

Even the Dragon Emperor, who had severely injured him back then, couldn't completely kill him.

He could only be sealed in this Place of Exile.

But he never expected.

In this Place of Exile, where divine power was scarce, someone could destroy his dragon body with a single sword.

If he hadn't relied on his keen premonition to let his dragon soul escape beforehand,

then he would have been completely dead by now.

Thinking of this, the fear in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

With a thought, he frantically fled towards the sea surface.

But after only fleeing for a few thousand meters, he discovered with horror that his body had once again been confined in place.

For the first time, the Old Dragon King had an urge to curse.

Which scoundrel developed this confinement divine ability anyway?

Now he was just a wisp of a dragon soul; if he were given a few thousand more years, he could slowly recover his true body.

But it was clear that Lin Mu would not give him this opportunity.

Lin Mu's strike had succeeded, and seeing a dragon phantom image trying to escape,

he knew that it must be the Old Dragon King's contingency plan.

He activated the Eye of the Primal God and easily confined him.

At this moment, Lin Mu quietly looked at this miniature Old Dragon King, a victor's smile on his face.

He looked at the terrified dragon soul and said, "Old Dragon King, where are you in such a hurry to go?"

The dragon soul looked embarrassed, almost opening his mouth, but swallowed his words back.

He understood that any wrong word could bury his hope of survival.

He knew that Lin Mu wanted to know some things from him.

But some of these things, he wasn't too clear about either.

If what he said didn't align with Lin Mu's wishes, wouldn't that be seeking death?

So the dragon soul decided to remain still and wait for Lin Mu to ask first.

The dragon soul's thoughts were not wrong; the reason Lin Mu didn't kill him immediately was precisely because he had something to ask him.

Seeing the dragon soul's hesitant expression,

Lin Mu took the initiative and said, "Since the Old Dragon King doesn't know where to start, then I'll give you a beginning."

Upon hearing this, the dragon soul quickly nodded cooperatively.

Lin Mu saw this and spoke again: "Then let's start with the Three-Headed Dog."

The dragon soul silently organized his words, then said, "That Three-Headed Dog was brought down by me from the God Realm."

"Its origin is very mysterious, and I'm not very clear about it either."

"I only know that I can attach my consciousness to its body through a secret method, and the Three-Headed Dog's unique body structure will conceal my aura."

"I can see everything it sees through its eyes, which is why I was able to know your whereabouts."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mu muttered, "So that's it; no wonder I always felt like I was being spied upon."

Ever since Lin Mu subdued the Three-Headed Dog, he had noticed its strangeness.

But he couldn't find where this strange feeling came from.

That's why he placed the Three-Headed Dog in the Tao Family.

Thinking of this, Lin Mu suddenly asked, "Does the Three-Headed Dog know of your existence?"

The dragon soul replied, "It doesn't know; it was still in a state of confusion when I brought it down."

"After I set up the array in the Qilian Mountain Range, I placed it on a cliff, waiting for you..."

Lin Mu couldn't help but interrupt the dragon soul, asking, "How could you be so sure that I would definitely subdue it and keep it by my side?"

The Old Dragon King forced a smile and said, "Actually, it was just a hunch. Human powerhouses are all interested in rare demonic beasts."

"What's more, the Three-Headed Dog is a very rare species even in the God Realm."

"Even the God Emperor wanted to take it as a mount."

Lin Mu thought about it carefully after hearing this and realized that he really did take in the Three-Headed Dog on a whim.

Perhaps this was the vanity at play in all men.

He gave a self-deprecating smile, then asked again, "Next question. Why were you so certain that I would be able to break your seal?"