Chapter 120: Stop Pretending! I Am the Iron-Blooded Man of the Dragon Kingdom!
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Xu Yan carefully studied the skill descriptions and felt a surge of excitement.
The second skill of his Planting Technique had two forms—
[Wooden Escape: Thousands of Hands, Transformed into a Buddha on Top]
[Immortal Magic: Thousands of Hands, Transformed into a Buddha on Top]
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Breaking Down the Skills
The first mode, when the Power of the Immortal is not fully charged, allows Xu Yan to summon a Thousand-Armed Buddha indefinitely!
No cooldown!
Forces the enemy to take 1,000 hits, each deducting 0.05% of max HP!
Total: 50% HP forcibly deducted!
Each hit also paralyzes the enemy for 5 seconds!
Total control time: 1,500 seconds (25 minutes)!
No matter who they are—even gods—they must stand still for 25 minutes!
If needed, Xu Yan could hit slower to extend the control duration indefinitely.
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The second mode, when the Power of the Immortal is fully charged, is completely broken!
Summons an enhanced Thousand-Armed Buddha!
1,000 hands strike instantly!
Each hit deducts 1% of max HP!
Guaranteed instant kill on 10 enemies!
Ignores defense, level, resistances—nothing can stop it!
Even a god cannot survive!
The only drawback—
It requires 1,000 days (about 3 years) to charge fully.
Once used, it resets to 0 and starts over.
But...
Right now, it was fully charged and ready to use!
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Xu Yan's Decision
He looked at the 10 Great Shamans, each Level 50, trembling before him.
He could wipe them out instantly.
But should he waste his once-in-three-years ultimate attack on them?
It was better to test them first.
If they submitted, he'd spare them.
If they resisted...
They would all be annihilated in an instant!
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The Great Shamans' Dilemma
The 10 Great Shamans were completely overwhelmed.
They knew this woman was suspicious—
She ignored the poison barrier.
She healed the Dragon God.
Her powers were definitely not from the Voodoo Clan.
But now, the Voodoo Dragon was protecting her!
If they attacked her, the Dragon God would turn against them!
And that would be the greatest disaster in Voodoo Clan history.
They looked at each other, lost for words.
"What should we do?"
Their eyes turned to the Patriarch.
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The Patriarch's Dilemma
The old patriarch wiped the sweat off his face.
He knew this woman was a human spy.
But they couldn't act against her!
If the Voodoo Dragon died...
The Voodoo Clan would be finished!
After thinking for a long time, he made a decision.
With a flattering smile, he approached Xu Yan.
"Sister... what is your name?"
"Lord Dragon God seems to be very close to you..."
"In my capacity as the Great Patriarch of the Voodoo Clan, I propose that we worship you as the Dragon Goddess!"
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Desperate Flattery
The other Great Shamans quickly followed.
"Yes! You are the perfect candidate for the position of Saint!"
"You will be above all the Great Shamans!"
"Only below the Dragon God and the Patriarch!"
"You will have absolute authority in the Voodoo Clan!"
Their faces were full of hope, thinking—
"If we make her the Saint, we might save ourselves!"
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Xu Yan's Response
But Xu Yan only sneered.
He knew—
They had already seen through him.
His disguise was meaningless now.
Xu Yan looked at them with mocking disdain and slowly spoke—
"Saint?"
"Stop pretending!"
"I am an iron-blooded man of the Dragon Kingdom!"
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Revealing His True Identity
With those words, Xu Yan tore off his disguise!
The maid's appearance vanished—
Revealing a young man in a Dragon Kingdom military uniform!
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Chaos in the Underground Palace
The Voodoo Dragon blinked, confused.
"Mom?"
Xu Yan smacked its snout.
"Call me Dad!"
The Voodoo Dragon hesitated, then obediently roared—
"Dad..."
The maids in the temple screamed in shock.
Xu Ying covered her face in disbelief.
The Great Shamans turned pale with horror.
A few reached for their staffs—
Ready to attack!
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The Patriarch's Decision
But before they could cast a spell, the Patriarch shouted—
"STOP!"
His voice trembled, his body soaked in sweat.
They could not fight now!
The Voodoo Dragon had chosen Xu Yan.
The entire Voodoo Clan's fate now rested on this human!
If they angered him, and the Dragon God turned against them—
Their entire civilization would collapse!
The Patriarch took a deep breath and made a choice.
With a forced smile, he bowed his head to Xu Yan—
"Lord Saint... let's talk."