Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 1440: Two Five-Clawed Divine Dragons

Martial Dao Sacred Land, a certain remote and mysterious sanctuary.

Deep within the mist-laden mountains, a shadow shot out from a colossal cavern, soaring sky-high and hovering in the void.

As the clouds in the horizon dispersed, his figure gradually emerged.

It was a tall middle-aged man clad in a golden robe. His face resembled fine jade, and an innate commanding presence radiated from his brow, instilling awe without anger. Standing there, he resembled an indomitable iron tower.

Suspended in mid-air, his demeanor was stern and majestic.

"This retreat has lasted thirty years... I wonder how Yonah is doing now."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man muttered softly, his imposing expression rarefied with tenderness, as if the mere mention of ’Yonah’ wielded an extraordinary power over him.

"Hmph! If it weren’t for those old fools keeping such a tight watch, I wouldn’t be stuck here... But give me another thousand years, and I won’t need to fear those senile relics any longer."

As the thought struck him, the man’s face darkened instantaneously, extinguishing all traces of tenderness.

Swoosh!

The middle-aged man moved swiftly, flying through the air. Moments later, he found himself in an obscure canyon nestled deeper within the mountains.

The canyon was overrun with weeds, clearly seldom visited by anyone.

Parting the overgrowth, the man stepped into an inconspicuous, damp cave.

At first, the cave was pitch-black, akin to night itself. However, after several twists and turns, a faint glow began to appear ahead.

As the man ventured forth, the light grew steadily stronger, until, at last, it became blindingly radiant.

Yet faced with this piercing brilliance, the middle-aged man seemed entirely unaffected, proceeding forward until he arrived at the source of the light.

It was a vast cavern, piled high with countless pearls.

The dazzling white shimmer emanated from these pearls.

If Wyatt Barnes were here, he would have instantly recognized them—these mountainous heaps of pearls were none other than ’Night Pearls’!

These Night Pearls were at least the size of an adult fist at minimum. Larger ones were even more exaggerated, reaching the size of a basketball... Any one of these pearls brought to the Mortal Continent would be an invaluable treasure beyond measure.

However, in the eyes of the golden-robed middle-aged man, these Night Pearls appeared little more than decorative objects; they failed to capture even a trace of his attention.

Traversing the chamber strewn with Night Pearls, the man stepped into a smaller cavern beyond.

The smaller space was sparse and minimal in its furnishings—besides a bed, there remained only a lone table... Both were shrouded in a layer of dust.

"Yonah!!"

Without warning, the middle-aged man cried out in anguish, an extraordinary and fearsome energy radiating from his body. Invisible waves of force rippled outward, causing both bed and table to tremble uncontrollably.

At this moment, the man’s gaze fell upon the table.

On its surface rested an opened, intricate box, holding within it crystalline shards. Were these fragments pieced together, they would form a small, translucent bead.

To be precise, it was a ’Soul Bead.’

Soul Beads exist to store a trace of soul essence from either a person or beast, used to discern their life status.

If the Soul Bead remains intact, the bead’s owner is alive and well.

But once the Soul Bead shatters, it means the owner has perished.

"Argh!!"

In a flash of boundless fury, the man’s blood roiled with anger. Unable to control himself, he unleashed a mouthful of blood, staining half the smaller cavern.

"No matter who it is... whoever killed my Yonah—I will annihilate your entire clan!"

The man’s body trembled violently, his voice steely and cold. The booming sound waves surged forth, overturning the table and bed alike inside the chamber.

"Roar!!"

Inexplicably, the man tilted his head back and let out an anguished roar. In the next instant, his body erupted in a blinding golden brilliance, akin to a blazing sun unleashing its scorching radiance.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

...

Accompanied by thunderous booms, the earth quaked as the smaller cavern appeared to split apart under immense force.

Not only that—the outer cavern, the very mountain concealing the two caverns, great and small alike—collapsed, spewing towering clouds of ash.

"Roar! Roar!!"

At the same time, guttural dragon cries resounded far and wide.

A magnificent, golden Divine Dragon burst forth from the heart of the collapsed mountain, its entire body engulfed in surging golden flames, undulating like oceanic waves of fire.

Alongside the dragon cries, the serpentine figure—hundreds of meters long—had already soared to the heavens above.

Clouds follow dragons; the radiant Divine Dragon coiled amidst the cloud banks, its gleaming form alternately veiled and revealed.

If anyone witnessed this scene, they would instantly discern—this majestic golden dragon bore five claws on each talon... unmistakably a ’Five-Clawed Divine Dragon’!

Moreover, it was a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon!

Among the Dragonsmith Clan of Martial Dao Sacred Land, Five-Clawed Divine Dragons were the pinnacle of supremacy.

Yet within the Five-Clawed Divine Dragons themselves, a hierarchy further divides them.

At the summit lie Five-Clawed Demon Dragons—the most fearsome of all.

Following them are the Five-Clawed Golden Dragons!

Every Clan Chief of the Dragonsmith Clan has invariably belonged to the lineage of Five-Clawed Golden Dragons... Only those of this caliber possess the qualification to lead the clan.

Other Five-Clawed Divine Dragons, at best, might serve as Elders, assisting the Clan Chief in governing the clan.

"Emperor End?"

The massive upheaval wrought by the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon swiftly drew the attention of three towering men resembling iron fortresses.

Now, gazing at the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon furiously twisting and turning amidst the clouds, they frowned deeply.

"Roar!!"

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon surged higher amidst the clouds, its colossal dragon head erect and coppery eyes fixed fiercely upon the three figures. "It’s you old fossils... If not for you meddling relics, Yonah wouldn’t have had to die!"

Uttering these words, the dragon released an enraged roar.

"Emperor Yonah?"

One of the men blinked in astonishment. "Hasn’t he been dead for ages?"

"Hmph! Don’t you understand yet? Just as the Clan Chief suspected, Emperor Yonah never truly died! Emperor End hid him all this time!"

Another man snorted coldly. "Now, it seems the one who killed Emperor Yonah deserves our thanks—for eliminating such a menace to our clan!"

"Emperor End, how dare you defy clan rules so flagrantly! Today, no matter what, I shall capture you and deliver you to the Clan Chief for judgment!"

The last of the three men declared wrathfully.

"Roar!!"

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon bellowed furiously once more, whipping its gargantuan body of hundreds of meters outward in attack—its tail thrashing like an immense, devastating whip toward the three men.

"Emperor End, how dare you!!"

The trio hadn’t anticipated such brazen defiance and were instantly filled with rage, transforming triumphantly into their true forms.

Instantly, three more Divine Dragons emerged.

But unlike the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, these three dragons possessed only four claws... Though mere Four-Clawed Divine Dragons, their combined powers were nonetheless formidable, jointly fending off the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon’s assault.

"Seize him and present him to the Clan Chief for punishment!"

One green-scaled Four-Clawed Divine Dragon roared, its lengthy body coiling forth like thick ropes to bind the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon.

Another Four-Clawed Divine Dragon swooped in, using its colossal foreclaws to pin the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon’s head.

"Roar!!"

Realizing the final Four-Clawed Divine Dragon was charging in, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon braced itself. Its entire body erupted in gold light, shining brightly like a blistering sun.

At the same time, a blood-red streak emerged on its brow.

"A life-bound secret art! Emperor End, are you insane?! You’re actually burning your essence blood to unleash your life-bound secret art!"

In that moment, not only did the oncoming Four-Clawed Divine Dragon freeze in shock, its eyes filled with terror.

The two Four-Clawed Divine Dragons already pinning the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon also revealed palpable dread in their gazes.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

Golden light blasted apart in the void like countless fiery bursts of gold.

The three Four-Clawed Divine Dragons were entirely engulfed by the golden flames.

Meanwhile, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon freed itself from their restraints. Yet, its eyes revealed no joy in the escape—only a deep unease.

Its gaze turned toward the distance.

There, another Five-Clawed Divine Dragon surged within the clouds.

Clutched in three of its claws were the lifeless forms of the formerly human-transformed Four-Clawed Divine Dragons... The ones earlier subdued by the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon.

Unlike the golden hue of the first dragon, this Five-Clawed Divine Dragon’s entire figure glimmered blood-red, its crimson scales emitting a sinister, awe-inspiring gleam.

A Five-Clawed Blood Dragon!

Of the Five-Clawed Divine Dragon hierarchy, second only to Demon Dragons and Golden Dragons.

Compared to the Four-Hundred-Meter Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, this Blood Dragon spanned over Five Hundred Meters... Bigger and more dominant in appearance, intimidating anyone in its presence.

"Emperor End, you’ve crossed the line!"

A voice thundered like a resonating bell; clearly, the Five-Clawed Blood Dragon had spoken. "Not only did you secretly rescue the Five-Clawed Demon Dragon, but you even burned your essence blood, abusing your secret arts to harm our clan members! An unforgivable crime compounded upon itself!"

"Do you plead guilty?"

The Five-Clawed Blood Dragon’s two massive eyes flashed with sharp brilliance as it demanded sternly.

"Elder Blood, I plead guilty."

Against the Five-Clawed Blood Dragon, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon showed visible intimidation.

Though his innate talent surpassed Elder Blood’s by a margin, Elder Blood was an ancient being—an elder of the clan, born a millennium before him!

He wasn’t a match.

"Since you confess, follow me to the Enforcement Hall!"

The Blood Dragon declared.

"Elder Blood, I’ll go to the Enforcement Hall... But before that, I must leave the clan! I need to uncover who killed my son and exact justice for Yonah!"

The Golden Dragon roared.

"Emperor End, do you intend to negotiate with me?"

The Blood Dragon’s tone grew impatient.

"Elder Blood, I know, with my current strength, I can’t possibly rival you... But if you truly try to stop me, I will burn every drop of my essence blood—I won’t be forced to the Enforcement Hall!"

The Golden Dragon’s resolve was unyielding.