Rise of the White Dragon

Everyone was dumbfounded. They turned their attention to the Pill Elder, their eyes filled with confusion.

*BOOM!*

The Pill Elder was apparently slapped by a cloud hand, causing his old face to harden. But it didn't stop there, more and more hands made of clouds charged toward him, giving him no chance to flee and defend himself. Without him noticing, a little colorful dragon flies towards him.

The instant the little dragon approaches, the little dragon dives toward the Elder of the Pill, hitting him on the back.

"Ahhhhhh!" A shrill scream came out of his mouth. His face starts to change color, not just his face, his whole body starts to get colored.

"Poison?" The Pill Elder stuttered in fear. His mind was flooded with fear, ill will, and disbelief.

He lived for so many years and commanded others all his life with all that confidence and pride as a pill maker, he had lines of people begging for him. It was as if he was standing on the edge of the clouds and looking at the rest. At that moment, he was suddenly thrown into hell!

How funny that he was thinking of using Luan as a springboard to further increase his fame now that he's regressed in power, he thought he could easily beat Luan to death...

Silence!

A dead silence enveloped the city!

Everyone forgot to breathe as they looked at the scene before their eyes in a trance. Their brains were unable to understand the situation.

"This...how is this possible?" Elder Iria covered her mouth with her hands in disbelief.

In an instant, the Qi of the Pill Elder's body was gone and he lost the support that held him in the air and began to be pulled to the ground by gravity.

*BANG!*

The Pill Elder's body fell to the ground, he struggled a few times but soon stopped moving.

Luan appeared in front of the Pill Elder and took all the things from his body, be it a storage ring or weapons he had in his cup.

Luan looked at Elder Iria with indifference and said, squinting his eyes: "I think you got it wrong. I shouldn't be worried about your Vulcan Clan. The Vulcan Clan that should be scared!"

"Wow!" Lenore felt such an incredible sensation in her chest. Her heart was pounding so hard, she felt euphoric. "Father is so dominant! Awesome Awesome!"

She was clapping very loudly. Her applause was no joke. As a Fifth Order cultivator with Sixth Order strength, her applause was so loud that most ordinary people had to cover their ears.

Seeing that the Pill Elder was thus killed, one of the five came to his senses and cried out in fear: "No! Don't kill me, don't kill me!" His face was distorted by horror.

"W-What the hell is that little dragon?!?" That was what worried Elder Iria most. She knew the Pill Elder very well and knew that not just any poison would be able to kill him.

Now that she saw that it only took seconds for the little dragon's venom to kill the Pill Elder, she was shaking from head to toe in fear.

"Do you think I'm silly?" Nora scoffed, "Who in their right mind would tell their enemy the powers of their ally? Tsk, I don't want to waste any more time with a fool like you."

Without giving Elder Iria time to react, she appeared before her, and with sharp fangs, she bit into Elder Iria's neck.

"Ahhh! You dirty vampire!" Old Iria struggles when bitten and punches and kicks Nora, however, Nora was not just any vampire, she didn't have the title of Queen of Vampires for nothing.

The instant her fangs latched onto the enemy's neck, he was presumed dead. It sucks the blood essence from the enemy at an abnormal speed that is able to kill enemies in seconds by sucking all blood essence.

Even when she was cursed with all sorts of names, Nora continued to suck Elder Iria's blood essence. In moments, Elder Iria's appearance returned to an aged form... I lie, she was even older and more and more wrinkled.

When she finished sucking all the blood essence out of Elder Iria, Nora with her blood red lips, wiped her lips with the back of her hand and let out a seductive sigh, her eyes narrowed in pleasure. "Very good, it was better than I expected." She smiled.

She was still holding one of the Elder Iria's hands, if she jumped, the Elder Iria who had lost all blood essence would fall straight to the ground and be certain of death.

Before dropping it, Nora didn't forget to pick up what was valuable in Ancient Iria's body.

In an aged voice, Elder Iria said grudgingly, "I cursed you, I cursed you!"

"Yes yes. I almost believed you were capable of that now that you look like an old hag." Nora scoffed sharply without mercy.

"Spew!"

Nora's words did critical damage to Elder Iria causing her to vomit God knows what was left of her body.

"Tsk, so disgusting." Nora released her hand.

"Ahhh!" Screaming, she starts to fall very fast towards the ground before crashing to the ground.

Lenore, who 'only' had killed 2 two of her enemies said: "Well, now I just need to do it."

"N-Don't come! My Vulcan Clan won't let you get away with killing me...!" One of them said: "My name... My name is Felix Vulcan, son of the current Patriarch of the Vulcan Clan and heir to the clan, if you kill me, my father won't let it go!"

When he was able to say all that, he felt more confident. 'Now, they won't kill me, will they?'

Even though he was shaken and a little sad about the death of Elder Pill and Elder Iria, the most important thing is that he stays alive, yes?

"Fool, didn't you hear what my father said earlier?" Lenore sneered: "It's not us we need to fear, but your clan for making us enemies!"

Without giving Felix a chance to speak, she attacked!

"Spew!"

Lenore's sharp-nailed hand pierced Felix's chest.

She made a quick maneuver, and got behind Felix and said before biting his neck, "Let's see if your blood essence lives up to the heir of Clan Vulcan."

"Ahhhhhh!"

When he felt the fangs in his neck and the scent of his blood being sucked, Felix screamed and struggled, but he was already out of strength from the previous blow that had torn a hole in his chest.

In moments Felix's blood essence was all drained away and Nora released him after taking his armor, sword, and storage ring.

She dodged the attack of another cultivator who tried to take advantage and grabbed him by the neck and squeezed like a chicken's neck. It was so simple to break that she had a cold, indifferent look on her face as she took the storage ring from him and tossed it to the side, letting it fall towards the floor.

Giving the last one no chance, the vines left her arm, and multiplied, then completely pierced the body of the cultivator who died unwillingly.

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