Urban God-level Youth

Qin Hao looked at the black dragon and said calmly, "Become my mount, and I will grant you supreme fortune, otherwise I will kill you."

The black dragon sneered repeatedly, "You think you can make me your mount? At my peak, I'd crush trash like you with a flick of my hand!"

Qin Hao: "I've only been cultivating for a few years and have already reached this realm. Even the top prodigies on the Central Continent don't concern me. Who dares to oppose me among my peers?"

Cultivating for a few years? Invincible among peers?

You're really full of yourself, trying to intimidate this black dragon with your big words?

The black dragon looked at him coldly without speaking; in its eyes, Qin Hao was a clown. A few years of cultivation? If you could reach this stage with just a few years of cultivation, I'd eat the dragon shit I excrete.

"You wretch, you're nothing more than a water snake that, by a stroke of luck, obtained the fortune of a black dragon's abode, transforming into a black dragon. Do you really think you're an ancient black dragon?" Qin Hao said disdainfully.

The black dragon and Ning Ziyuan were shocked by his words. How did he know this?

Qin Hao had just used his system to scan the black dragon, obtaining detailed information, which is how he knew the black dragon's identity.

"Looking for death!"

The black dragon emitted a chilling, terrifying aura; Qin Hao's words had pierced a deep wound in its heart.

Its silhouette flickered; though severely injured, its speed remained fast.

Qin Hao charged without fear. If the black dragon were at its peak, Qin Hao would have turned and left, but now it's heavily injured, with probably only early-stage Void-breaking Realm strength, not much of a difference between them.

Though Qin Hao was only in the Early Mahayana Realm, his combat power was terrifying.

"Bang bang bang"

"Boom boom boom"

Qin Hao and the black dragon clashed fiercely inside the palace.

Ning Ziyuan, Su Xuanji, Ding Jinyang, and Cang Tai watched from the sidelines. Cang Tai hesitated and asked, "Should we help Mr. Qin?"

Ding Jinyang replied, "Mr. Qin wants to subdue the black dragon as his mount; intervening would only mess things up."

Inside the palace, Qin Hao unleashed the War God Skill, boosting his combat power; his body glowed with radiant light as he fought fiercely with the black dragon.

For a time, neither side could gain the upper hand. Ning Ziyuan and the others were shocked; Qin Hao's combat power was unbelievably strong.

Despite the black dragon's severe injuries, its strength remained in the early-stage Void-breaking Realm. How could an Early Mahayana Realm cultivator stand against it?

Yet Qin Hao held his ground, battling the black dragon to a stalemate.

Qin Hao taunted as they fought, "Black dragon, is this the strength you're proud of? Now, you barely have early-stage Void-breaking Realm strength, so why can't you defeat me, an Early Mahayana Realm cultivator?"

"Roar"

The black dragon roared angrily, equally shocked; it couldn't comprehend why Qin Hao's combat power was so strong. I have divine dragon blood in me; even top human prodigies can't compare to dragons.

How is he this powerful?

Qin Hao reveled in the intense battle. It had been a long time since he felt this exhilarated—his fighting spirit soared, his whole body radiating divine light, resembling a supreme war god, invincible.

Hundreds of rounds passed between the man and the black dragon. Soon, the black dragon began to falter, intimidated by Qin Hao's imposing presence.

Qin Hao now appeared terrifying, his aura immensely daunting and valiant.

Witnessing this, Ning Ziyuan, Su Xuanji, and the others were deeply shaken. Despite consuming so much Spiritual Energy, Qin Hao's combat power showed no signs of waning, instead growing stronger—he was too frightening.

No one would want to be his enemy.

At this moment, Qin Hao suddenly grabbed the black dragon's tail.

His veins bulged, resembling winding dragons.

"Die for me."

The massive black dragon, several dozen meters long and weighing thousands of tons, was swung up by him and smashed heavily onto the palace floor.

"Bang bang bang"

The black dragon was like a stick, slammed back and forth by Qin Hao, dizzy and dazed, seeing stars and hearing buzzing.

Qin Hao finally stopped after a long while; by then, the black dragon was on the verge of death.

"Do you submit?" Qin Hao asked, his eyes flashing with divine light, sharp and terrifying.

The black dragon had lost its former arrogance, now filled with fear and awe for Qin Hao, this terrifying man like a humanoid berserk dragon.

"Taking advantage of my injuries, defeating me... what skill is that?" The black dragon, having cultivated for thousands of years, once benefited from great fortune to evolve into a dragon, still held its pride, unwilling to easily concede.

Though not a true dragon, it possessed traces of the noble, proud dragon bloodline.

Qin Hao sneered, "Even injured, you have Void-breaking Realm strength, but I, with mere Early Mahayana Realm strength, can defeat you. Once I break through to the Void-breaking Realm, killing you would be as simple as crushing an ant."

"But considering your millennium of cultivation not easy, along with your potential, I'm now willing to accept you as my mount—will you agree?"

Qin Hao continued, "Don't rush to refuse—being my mount will naturally grant you opportunities. I'll help you transform into a true dragon, for riding a half-blood dragon like you would be disgraceful."

"Grant me opportunities? What opportunities could you possibly offer?" the black dragon said disdainfully.

Qin Hao smiled slightly, revealing a grin. He produced two jade bottles, each containing a fist-sized droplet of blood.

One bottle contained a silver blood droplet, the other a golden one, within which divine dragons swirled and soared—an astonishing spectacle.

Seeing the jade bottles in Qin Hao's hand, the black dragon's eyes gleamed, while Ning Ziyuan, Su Xuanji, and others stood gaping in disbelief.

True Dragon Essence?

Could this be true True Dragon Essence inside?

Impossible, true dragons disappeared in ancient times—how could he possess True Dragon Essence? It's absolutely impossible.

Qin Hao looked at the black dragon and asked, "Do you know what blood this essence is made of?"

The black dragon swallowed hard, "Is it True Dragon Essence?"

It had seen True Dragon Blood before but never True Dragon Essence. Essence differed from ordinary True Dragon Blood—it's the concentration of blood's essence, with each droplet comparable to a massive amount of True Dragon Blood.

The black dragon itself had undergone a baptism of vast amounts of True Dragon Blood, evolving into a dragon over decades. Without such fortune, it could never have transformed in its lifetime!

Qin Hao nodded slightly, "At least you have some discerning eye; this jade bottle contains essence from a king-level dragon race, and the other from an emperor-level dragon race. I have plenty of these, usually drink them like water."

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Damn!

The black dragon hurriedly knelt to the ground, "Master above, please accept Xiaohei's homage."