After Fishing For 10 Years, I Became A Saint Without Knowing How To Raise Beasts

The Black Heaven sect master knelt in front of the ancestral statue and looked at the dragon scales that were starting to peel off.

The dragon scales were falling off one by one, to the point that golden dragon blood was flowing out of the gaps between the dragon scales.

This phenomenon signified that his ancestor, the Vast Sea Dragon King, was injured!

"Impossible!"

"There's no way our ancestor has been injured fighting someone else!"

"The mighty dragon race would never suffer this indignity!"

The ancestors of any race were like the pillars of their race!

Were it not for the territory that their ancestors had conquered; were it not for the cultivation techniques left behind by the ancestors; were it not for the foundation that their ancestors had laid down in advance, then their race would not have possessed what they had today.

Therefore, this sort of thinking was not limited to just the dragon race. The other races regarded their ancestors in the same regard.

An ancestor's death would be a huge psychological blow to a race.

"Ancestor, please be fine!"

"Ancestor, you must defeat him! Ancestor, please persevere. You can't lose! You are the ancestor and foundation of our dragon race!"

The sect master of the Black Heaven sect knelt on the ground!

He was panicking!

He could no longer maintain his composure, and could only look up at the 10-meter tall statue...

He was extremely anxious!

In the end, pieces continued falling off the statue. After the pieces of the statue fell off, they disappeared like ashes. The 10-meter tall statue was now surrounded by many golden threads. These threads were representative of spilt dragon blood!

Then, at a certain moment…

As the Black Heaven sect master looked on incredulously, a bloody hole appeared in the chest of his ancestor's statue.

Golden blood spurted out of the hole.

The Black Heaven sect master's face was already covered in tears as he knelt down. From time to time, he would raise his head and glance at the ancestral statue in anticipation, but the only result he received in return was disappointment.

"Ancestor!"

"Who are you fighting?"

The Black Heaven sect master's voice trembled as he spoke.

…

The endless night had completely enveloped the Vast Sea, and all the trees within 300 kilometers of the sea had been uprooted!

The ground had been completely leveled, and very little remained of the mountains nearby the sea. Such was the magnitude of the battle.

Amidst the dark sky, terrifying bolts of lightning continue to fall. Some struck Yuchi's body, sending shocks through his body and burning it to a crisp. Blood continuously spurted out, and most of the bones in his body were broken.

The right half of Yuchi's body was already completely gone!

His internal organs could be seen through the right side of his body, and even his stubborn, crazy heart could be seen from that angle.

The fire tornado grew even larger!

At the center of the Vast Sea, an even greater trench had formed. The hailstones were no longer the size of a human head, but rather the size of boulders. They crashed into the surface of the sea, forming immensely large waves in their wake.

The Vast Sea Dragon King's physical condition was even worse than Yuchi's.

There was a huge hole in his chest, and the dragon armor had already been destroyed.

The possibility of this happening had not crossed the Dragon King's mind.

Yuchi was too terrifying. This human exuded a kind of madness that he had not witnessed since ancient times.

He was not thinking about winning, but had rather fully committed himself to the possibility of dying together with the Dragon King!

This made him seem like a mangy dog that simply would not let go. No matter how hard he was hit, or how badly he was injured, he kept going. He haunted the Dragon King like a ghost!

Once the Dragon King lost his composure, things quickly descended into a downward spiral.

When he saw Yuchi's deranged expression, the Dragon King's heart quailed in fear. Once he lost his will to fight, he was pushed into the fire tornado.

A blast of hot air erupted, and the shockwave from the impact could be felt for thousands of miles. Dragon scales flew everywhere.

The Dragon King felt despair. No matter what skill or attack he threw at this human, he stubbornly refused to die, and even willingly took the attacks to land his own!

It was an eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth!

In this sort of battle, the one who backed down first would be the one to lose. The first one to crack under pressure would die.

Yuchi and the Vast Sea Dragon King were both engulfed by the fire tornado. Their bodies were constantly being burned by the flames. However, a single sentence from Yuchi threw the Dragon King off.

"It was my honor to fight you."

The Dragon King was stunned.

Then, he smiled bitterly.

'You lunatic…'

'If I had known that you were so crazy, I would have allowed you to resurrect me and fight you fair and square. I didn't expect to have my soul scattered by you. Perhaps the dragon race truly has been too prideful and complacent.'

The Dragon King did not say a single word in response.

He had already used everything available to him in this fight. A loss was a loss. More than losing the fight, the fact that he had lost to Yuchi in terms of fighting spirit was even more frustrating.

At some point, it started snowing, and the fire tornado that connected Heaven and Earth disappeared.

When Yuchi's extremely battered body finally fell from the sky, only his head and half of his upper body remained.

His body looked like it had been gnawed on by a wild animal.

He fell from the sky and landed on the bottom of the ocean.

His eyes gradually calmed down, and the madness in his eyes turned into frustration.

"Has the battle ended already..."

He paused.

"There will be many more battles in the future. This is just the beginning..."

"Medusa!"

"I miss you so much."

"Hehe!"

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