Beast Taming Patrol Chapter 1591 445: The Final Battle (3) (Final Countdown: 5)

"Kill!!!"

Thunderous roars of slaughter rippled faintly across the Northern Divine Region, vibrating through the air from a distant battlefield.

Countless beasts, their forms warped with draconic traits and madness glistening in their eyes, clashed violently against an unending sea of Judgment Red Shadows.

Every single one of the Judgment Red Shadows possessed power that rivaled the immortal tier.

In turn, the beasts that had undergone dragonification were capable of tapping into immortal-level strength, provided they had already reached the emperor level.

The two forces were engaged in a remarkably balanced struggle.

High above in the void, two titanic figures of myth-level stature stood in tense opposition.

A formidable giant dragon radiated an immense aura of Bloodline Power, its influence radiating in every direction.

Its massive frame seemed to contain bottomless potential, possessing sharp Claw Blades designed to shred anything in their path.

Sprouting from its back were twin wings of brilliant golden bone; every scale was etched with perfect, blade-sharp geometric precision.

A dense array of intricate runes covered the golden scales that armored its body.

This was truly the king of dragons.

Facing the beast was Yingying, wreathed in smoldering crimson flames and enveloped by the imagery of a hellish purgatory.

Though these two myth-level entities had not yet resorted to physical violence, the pressure between them was just as suffocating as any blood-drenched field below.

Every beast that had endured dragonification was fueled by the Bloodline Power derived from the true dragon king's own path.

Conversely, every Judgment Red Shadow was empowered by the purgatory path cultivated by Yingying.

Their collision was a tangible manifestation of two conflicting paths crushing one another.

"Dragons stand at the pinnacle of all existence," the true dragon king boasted, though it offered Yingying a gaze touched with admiration. "You share our blood; why not join me in forging a kingdom for dragonkind?"

Yingying merely rolled its eyes in clear disdain.

It scanned the surrounding skirmishes, noting its subordinates beginning to gain the upper hand, before shifting its focus back to the king. A fierce fighting spirit ignited within those crimson eyes.

"The warmup is finished. Now, I shall unleash my full power."

"I cannot afford to lose my standing in this internal competition due to hesitation."

"Hehe." The true dragon king’s eyes burned with equal intensity. "Just as I had hoped."

"My dragon blood serves as the anchor for my dragon soul!"

The voice of the true dragon king echoed through the void, growing heavy and fanatical.

Instantly, the draconic features of the beasts below began to wither and dissipate, their strength plummeting back to their base levels.

The vast reservoir of Bloodline Power surged away from them, rushing back into the true dragon king alongside an entirely new, integrated force.

These were threads of soul essence harvested from the myriad of beasts.

While this extraction process was not fatal, it left the beasts temporarily withered and exhausted before they could slowly recover.

But as these countless soul threads merged within the void, uniting with the surging Bloodline Power to flood back into the body of the true dragon king, its aura erupted to a terrifying and unprecedented scale.

These soul threads integrated seamlessly with its path, not merely multiplying its raw strength, but elevating the very tier of its cultivation.

At this moment, the true dragon king took a definitive stride toward the next peak of the myth level!

"My Bloodline Power is never granted for free," the king sneered.

It provided the beasts with dragon blood as a resource for their role as cannon fodder, while simultaneously reaping their unique insights into that very power.

These beasts, recipients of such gifts, hailed from a vast array of unique races.

Upon integrating the dragon blood, each creature manifested distinct qualities unique to its lineage.

Those post-integration developments were harvested by the soul threads the moment the Bloodline Power returned to their source.

Much like an alchemist refining an experimental concoction, the true dragon king systematically absorbed the strengths of other races, constantly perfecting the dragon bloodline and propelling its own kind toward supreme power.

This was the true dragon king’s unique path of bloodlines!

At its heart stood a path of infinite evolution, a process of absorbing all other races to reinvent itself into an entirely superior species.

Once its momentum reached its zenith, the true dragon king, draped in devastating power, launched itself directly at Yingying.

"Soldier against soldier, and general against general."

"Now, it is time for king against king!"

"What a fascinating path of bloodlines you follow," Yingying remarked, displaying a hint of genuine surprise.

Regardless of the power gap, the dragon king’s path was undeniably singular.

As the king thundered toward it, Yingying’s own combat drive flared toward the heavens.

If you can gather your strength, then so can I!

At its command, the Judgment Red Shadows abandoned their scattered formation and flocked back to Yingying’s side.

Through a millennium of relentless refinement on Blue Star—a world transforming from a mere realm of heaven and earth into a true origin—even the natives of hell had evolved into formidable beings, and the Judgment Red Shadows were no exception.

They were shadows of a different breed now, evolved far beyond their state a thousand years ago!

No longer restricted by rudimentary techniques, each Judgment Red Shadow was bolstered by Yingying's purgatory path, allowing them to wield immortal-tier might and cast the advanced secret techniques of the "Soul Shepherd Technique."

Without needing instruction, the legions of Judgment Red Shadows fell into intricate, locked battle formations in the void.