Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 215 – He Doesn’t Look Like He’s Here to Help

The outskirts of the Death Swamp.

Grayish-black mist churned at the edges, like a natural barrier sealing everything within the swamp from the outside world.

Occasionally, a few low beastly roars echoed from the depths, but they were quickly swallowed by the thick miasma, unable to travel far.

The Border Dragon City guards stationed here were currently standing watch, bored out of their minds.

The guard captain in the lead, Long Yan, was leaning against a large boulder, toying with a Crystal in his hand and glancing toward the swamp from time to time.

“Captain, Young Master Jingyun has been in there for so long. You don’t think something’s happened to him, do you?” a young guard asked worriedly.

Long Yan glared at him.

“Shut up! Young Master Jingyun is a seventh-level Pureblood Dragon Clan member! Who could possibly harm him in the outskirts of this Death Swamp?”

“But… I heard there’s an eighth-level one in there…”

Smack!

Long Yan slapped the back of the guard’s head.

“The eighth-level Demonic Creature is in the deepest part of the swamp. Young Master Jingyun isn’t an idiot; why would he head that way? He just went to catch an otherworldly spy. He’ll be out soon enough.”

“Besides, even if he did run into it, I heard that eighth-level monster is also of the Dragon Clan. It probably wouldn’t attack one of its own. He’ll have no problem staying alive.”

The guard shrank back, not daring to say another word.

Just then.

Rumble!

A series of muffled sonic booms sounded from the distance, rapidly approaching at an astonishing speed.

Long Yan shot to his feet, his pupils contracting abruptly.

“What is that?!”

Before his words had even faded.

A brilliant golden light tore through the sky, carrying a terrifying pressure as it descended instantly upon the open ground outside the swamp.

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Boom!

The moment the golden light landed, the ground shook violently. Countless fragments of rock were sent flying, and dust billowed everywhere.

The pressure, like a mountain, weighed down on the hearts of all the guards, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

When the dust settled.

Everyone got a clear look at the figure.

It was a slender man, his black clothes whipping in the strong wind.

Large patches of pure golden Dragon Scales covered his body, shimmering under the sunlight like armor forged from gold.

The pair of magnificent and domineering Dragon horns on his forehead exuded a sacred and noble aura.

The most terrifying part was his pair of golden vertical pupils.

They were cold and indifferent, as if looking down upon a group of ants.

Long Yan felt his legs go weak. The sense of suppression originating from the depths of his Bloodline almost made him want to kneel.

Another member of the Pureblood Dragon Clan?!

When did Border Dragon City get so lively?

No!

This was a Bloodline even purer than the Pureblood Dragon Clan!

Long Yan had never seen a Dragon Clan member of this caliber. Not even the City Lord, Lord Long Teng, had ever given him such a suffocating sense of Bloodline pressure.

“M-My Lord!”

Long Yan gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to kneel, but his voice was already trembling uncontrollably.

“To what do we owe the honor of your visit, My Lord? What are your orders?”

Long Yan did not answer immediately.

He just stood there quietly, his golden pupils sweeping over the group of guards before him, finally landing on Long Yan.

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“Long Jingyun. Is he in there?”

His voice was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable authority.

Long Yan’s heart skipped a beat.

This lord… is looking for Young Master Jingyun?

He answered cautiously, “Replying to you, My Lord, Young Master Jingyun is indeed inside the swamp. He went in with Miss Xiao Wu to hunt down an otherworldly spy.”

Long Yan narrowed his eyes, a trace of cold killing intent flashing through them.

So he is here.

Long Jingyun, you can’t escape.

But he showed no emotion on his face, instead revealing a faint smile.

It was a smile that carried the unique arrogance and disdain of the Pureblood Dragon Clan.

“An otherworldly spy?” Long Yan chuckled. “With just him?”

Long Yan was so taken aback by this statement that he didn’t know how to respond.

This lord… was he mocking Young Master Jingyun?

But judging by his tone, he didn’t seem like an enemy.

“My Lord… you and Young Master Jingyun are…”

“Friends.”

Long Yan uttered these two words, but the curve of his lips held a strange quality.

“I heard he was handling some business here. I was worried he might run into danger, so I came to check on him.”

Friends?

Long Yan was stunned for a moment.

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Although this lord’s tone sounded a bit odd, since he claimed to be a friend, he probably wasn’t here to cause trouble.

Besides, with a Bloodline of his level, there was no need to lie to them.

“So you’re a friend of Young Master Jingyun’s!” Long Yan breathed a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across his face. “Please rest assured, My Lord. Young Master Jingyun is powerful. He won’t be in any danger in the outskirts of the Death Swamp.”

“Is that so?”

Long Yan looked up at the grayish-black mist, a profound look in his eyes.

“Then I have all the more reason to go in and see.”

“If he’s run into any trouble, I, as his friend, can’t just stand by and watch.”

With that, he strode toward the swamp.

Long Yan hurried forward.

“My Lord! The miasma in the swamp is thick. Without a Miasma-Repelling Pearl…”

“It’s fine.”

Long Yan waved his hand dismissively without looking back.

The next second.

The golden Dragon Scales on his body suddenly erupted with a dazzling light. A majestic Dragon Clan pressure spread out, instantly forcing back the surrounding miasma.

The churning grayish-black mist, in the face of this pressure, dared not come within three meters of his body.

Long Yan stared, dumbfounded.

What… what level of Bloodline is this?

It can even repel the miasma directly?

He wanted to say more, but he found that the golden figure had already disappeared into the swamp’s miasma.

Long Yan stood there in a daze, only coming back to his senses after a long moment.

“Captain… that lord… is he really Young Master Jingyun’s friend?” the guard beside him asked in a low voice.

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Long Yan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

“He… should be, right?”

“But why do I get the feeling that lord… didn’t look like he was here to help?”

“Shut up!” Long Yan glared at him. “Is this something you can discuss? All of you, guard your posts and don’t say a word!”

“Yes…”

…

Deep within the Death Swamp.

Long Yan’s figure moved like lightning, weaving rapidly between the withered trees and marshland.

The golden Dragon Scales on his body emitted a faint glow. Wherever he passed, the miasma automatically receded, and the low-level Demonic Creatures lurking in the swamp trembled in fear, not daring to show themselves.

He fully extended his senses.

Soon, he sensed the aura of the Pureblood Dragon Clan.

Although it was unfamiliar, a Pureblood Dragon Clan member was a Pureblood Dragon Clan member.

The golden light in Long Yan’s eyes instantly turned sharp. He clenched his back teeth so tightly they made a grinding sound.

A cold and cruel smile appeared on his face.

“Long Jingyun…”

“Just you wait.”

“Today is the day you die.”

Before his words had even faded.

The golden light on his body suddenly erupted, and his entire being transformed into a streak of golden light, hurtling toward the source of that aura!

In the air, only a long sonic boom remained.