The Legend of the Eternal King
Inferno

The lush green scenery suddenly changed into a barren and unbrimmed wilderness.

Wan Hanma did not realize when she had moved here. He had only followed Mao Yu for some time until he arrived in this area.

Wan Hanma looked at the distance looking in the shadows of the magnificent white palace buildings with towers soaring into the sky.

“Never approach the white palace. It's an existence beyond your imagination.” Mao Yu gave the order.

“Understanding.” Wan Hanma obeyed.

“I'll show you how to make a fire. Watch it right. Oya while playing with fire wear your protective cloak properly. It will negate the effects of heat and burning on your body. For your own safety.”

“First lesson. When making a fire, you have to form your own body so as not to get burned by it. Remember you are a dragon, a dragon will not burn by its own fire. Because what?”

“Because his body has strong resistance to fire.” Wan Hanma replied.

“That's right, the first lesson is the dragon physique. Look at me well well..” Mao Yu seriously.

Mao Yu activated her cultivation, the soul energy that overflowed like a tsunami to copy the runes of the copper coins as bestowed to Wan Hanma.

Not waiting long for the copy of the dragon runes to be imprinted in Mao Yu's mind.  Mao Yu undressed and she activated it.

The surface of Mao Yu's skin was covered in many reddish gold embroidered lines. Wan Hanma watched closely the lines that formed. Resembles scales with a transparent reddish color.

The nails in his hands became pointed and sharp. Wan Hanma saw that if it was scratched on steel it would cause deep marks. Like scratching a piece of tofu with a cutlery. Hard as a diamond.

Two protrusions emerged from Mao Yu's head in the form of tiny horns. Instead of being terrible, Mao Yu looked cute and cute as she grew it.

His eyes turned red like they were filled with anger and thirst would spill blood. The teeth are slightly elongated. His vocal cords thickened, his voice heavier and hoarse heard.

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“This is the physical dragon. The strongest defense in the world. Weapons, magic spells of any kind will not work when you process it to the highest point like this.” Mao Yu flaunt.”

“Hit me with your power, if necessary remove all weapons and talismans from my storage ring this.” Mao Yu threw her ring.

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Wan Hanma was wide-eyed when she saw the contents of Mao Yu's possession ring. Inside was a treasure that would make anyone go crazy. The treasury within it was equivalent to the existence of the ruler of one of the worlds.

Who is Mao Yu really?

With trembling Wan Hanma chose one sword and one destructive talisman that she thought was the most powerful.

“Good choice, Heaven Class Sword and Heaven Grade Destruction Amulet anyway.” Mao Yu commented.

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Wan Hanma fainted.

Wan Hanma unsheathed the sword and slashed it repeatedly at Mao Yu. But only the sound of a loud clang only when the sword met the surface of the skin of the dragon scales.

Until Wan Hanma decided to make the final slash, she gathered all her physical strength.

Hyaaa…..

Unfortunately the full power of the sword ended on Mao Yu's 2 fingers, where the moment his nails stuck on Wan Hanma's blade saw a blue-colored spark. The surge-class sword was scratched and slashed within.

Clank….

The sword was easily broken like chips by releasing a powerful shock force making Wan Hanma flung.

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Wan Hanma was very astonished by what she saw. He did not delay and prepared to return. The surge talisman in his hand he activated was then thrown towards Mao Yu.

Mao Yu easily caught him squeezing it into stone powder. The talisman is undone by the physical touch of the dragon.

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“No fire-ball, fire-wall, or fire-breath. Only Song Of Inferno is worthy enough to be called. Besides all the fire is just a toy fireworks.” Mao Yu condensed a fireball in his hand.

The fireball grew so big that he threw it high into space.

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The scorching heat began to sting while the fireball continued to enlarge in an instant until Wan Hanma saw it like the sun with a distance of several hundred meters.

The heat of the craze made the expanse of desert dust melt instantly into a sea of magma.

The air was so hot that it felt like it was also melting, dust and smoke were billowing wildly, Wan Hanma looked at Mao Yu like a shadow of a fire god in a frame of mirage.

Wan Hanma saw it like a dream. Inferno balls that are identical to the sun with a distance as close as this will evaporate all forms of life.

The inferno ball unleashed a wildly burning lick of fire. Wan Hanma looked with her own eyes Mao Yu moved and whipped out a flame tongue as she pleased.

Gee whiz…

Wan Hanma sat down on her knees. He felt horror all over his body. This kind of power will melt the thirteen worlds.

Wan Hanma looked at the red embroidered yellow robe worn. This is his treasure. Being able to withstand this fiery heat was an ultimate greatness.

Wan Hanma continued pensively until the inferno disappeared while Mao Yu returned to his original form again.

Merela was in the middle of the bubbling sea of magma.

“Learn it all, you are the type of person who remembers well.” Mao Yu said.

“Ah.. I... I... Very public...” Wan Hanma was scared to death.

“There's some kind of instinct that moves when you see my fire?” Mao Yu made a question.

Wan Hanma pondered back, she recalled the feeling that appeared upon seeing the inferno.

Feelings of joy, joy, joy and life…

Where fire for him is air for a bird and water for a fish.

“Follow your instincts, if you are serious you will make some inferno balls depending on how strong your determination is.” Mao Yu confirmed.

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Some? Is this crazy? One ball is enough to roast the inhabitants of the thirteen worlds. Say again, make some? Huh huh?

“Tu... Mister... How many inferno do you think can be made?” Wan Hanma ventured to ask.

“According to the record, it should be able to make Nine sun.” Mao Yu looked to be remembering.

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Wan Hanma staggered about to faint.

“Okey I'm leaving, stay here until I get back to you. If you need food or food. Wave your hand at the white palace three times.” Mao Yu left Wan Hanma with her mouth agape.

“Tu... Mister... Who are you exactly?”

Mao Yu flipped her body and proudly puffed out her chest. His left hand held the token hoisted on the chest.

“I Assistant Teacher Old Fort Ancestor”