Bio-engineered Dinosaur in the immortal world-Chapter 84: Is that all?

The air exploded with force as Wei Long and the Patriarch clashed.

The ground cracked beneath their feet, sending violent shockwaves in every direction.

Trees were uprooted, rocks shattered into dust, and the very atmosphere trembled under the sheer magnitude of their blows.

Wei Long lunged first, his massive dinosaur body twisting as his tail lashed out like a whip, aiming straight for the Patriarch’s head. But the old cultivator barely tilted his head to the side, dodging the strike with inhuman precision.

"Too slow," the Patriarch murmured, his crimson aura flaring.

Before Wei Long could react, a hand wrapped in pure energy slammed into his side.

BOOM!

Wei Long was sent flying like a meteor, his massive body skidding across the ground and carving deep trenches into the earth. He roared, more out of frustration than pain, as he dug his claws into the dirt to stop himself.

But the Patriarch was already above him, descending like a divine executioner. His palm, glowing with condensed spiritual energy, was aimed straight at Wei Long’s skull.

CRACK!

The impact was devastating. The earth quaked. A massive crater formed beneath them as Wei Long’s head was slammed into the ground with so much force that the very land seemed to collapse under them.

For a moment, everything was still.

Dust filled the air. The sky above had turned a murky red from the sheer force of their battle. The Patriarch hovered in place, staring down at the buried dinosaur.

Then—

The earth erupted.

Wei Long burst from the crater with a manic grin, blood leaking from his mouth. His scales were cracked, his body covered in wounds, but his golden eyes were filled with amusement.

"That tickled."

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The Patriarch’s eyes narrowed.

Wei Long twisted his body mid-air, using his tail to swipe at the old man. This time, the attack came faster—much faster than before.

The Patriarch raised his arm to block, but—

BANG!

His body was sent flying backward, smashing through several mountains in the distance before finally stopping himself mid-air.

Wei Long landed heavily, the ground trembling beneath his feet. He wiped the blood off his snout with the back of his claw and let out a deep chuckle.

"Come on, old man. If that’s the best you’ve got, I might just fall asleep."

The Patriarch didn’t reply. He simply raised his hand, and the world darkened.

A sea of crimson swords materialized in the sky, each radiating an aura of death. Hundreds. No—thousands of them. They hung in the air like a storm, each blade aimed at Wei Long.

"Fall," the Patriarch whispered.

The swords descended.

An ocean of death rained from the heavens.

Wei Long didn’t move. He just stood there, watching as the countless blades screamed toward him at blinding speeds.

Then, as the first sword was about to pierce his skull—

He grinned.

BOOM!

A shockwave of pure force erupted from his body. The ground beneath him collapsed entirely, forming an abyss.

Wei Long moved.

Faster than ever before.

His tail shot out, shattering dozens of swords in an instant. His claws ripped through the air, catching and crushing blades into dust. He dodged, twisted, countered—each motion faster, sharper, more refined than before.

But the swords didn’t stop.

For every sword he broke, ten more replaced it. The sky itself became nothing but flashing steel.

Wei Long was engulfed.

For a full minute, the world was nothing but swords.

The Patriarch watched from above, expression unreadable.

But then—

A figure emerged from the storm.

Wei Long walked forward.

His body was covered in gaping wounds, deep cuts, and bleeding gashes. Several swords were still lodged into his flesh. His scales had been torn in multiple places. His tail had several cracks running along it.

But he was still smiling.

Still moving.

Step by step.

The swords still rained down, but Wei Long wasn’t dodging anymore.

He let them pierce him.

Let them strike his body.

And yet—

His aura kept growing.

The Patriarch’s eyes finally narrowed.

Something was wrong.

Something was very, very wrong.

Wei Long wasn’t supposed to be getting stronger.

But he was.

Faster.

Tougher.

Deadlier.

The swords should have weakened him. They should have drained his strength.

And yet, with every wound, every injury—his energy surged.

"You…" The Patriarch’s voice faltered for the first time.

Wei Long grinned, his golden eyes burning with savage glee.

"You figured it out, old man."

His body trembled.

Then—

His aura exploded.

BOOOOOOM!

The force alone shattered the remaining swords in the air.

The Patriarch finally saw it.

Wei Long’s cultivation.

It was… climbing.

Faster.

Faster.

Faster.

His Qi, which had been at Qi Condensation just minutes ago, was now breaching into Foundation Establishment.

And it wasn’t stopping.

"You—!" The Patriarch’s eyes widened in shock.

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Wei Long’s laughter echoed through the battlefield.

"Not bad, old man."

He cracked his neck, his tail smashing into the ground, sending another tremor across the landscape.

"But it looks like I’ll be catching up soon."

The Patriarch’s gaze darkened as he came to a grim realization.

This beast could not be allowed to live.

No longer hesitating, he released a guttural roar that shook the heavens, and his body exploded with crimson Qi.

His flesh twisted, his bones cracked and reformed, his skin stretched and rippled as his humanoid figure bulged into something far more monstrous.

His tusks elongated, protruding grotesquely from his maw like curved blades, dripping with dense demonic energy.

His skin turned a sickly red, bristling with darkened fur, each strand like the tip of a sharpened spear.

His hands grew larger, his nails thickening into jagged, serrated claws. His pig-like nose expanded, snorting out steaming breaths of pure blood Qi.

His legs bent at an unnatural angle, reforming into the muscular haunches of a war beast.

The Blood Boar temporal transformation!

Then—

BOOM!

The ground beneath him disintegrated as the Blood Boar Patriarch launched himself forward.

His speed was blinding.

One second, he was like a monstrous blur of crimson red dust of blood. The next—

He was on top of Wei Long.

CLANG!

His tusks crashed into the dinosaur’s scales, generating a thunderous impact that sent shockwaves through the air.

Wei Long’s body skidded backward, carving massive trenches into the earth.

But the Patriarch didn’t let up.

With another deafening snort, he spun—his massive boar-hooves slamming into Wei Long’s side like a battering ram.

BANG!

Wei Long was sent hurtling through the forest, toppling mountains as he crashed through them.

The Patriarch did not stop.

He flashed forward before Wei Long could even land, appearing directly in his path—then slammed both of his fists into the dinosaur’s gut with all his might.

BOOOOOOOM!

Wei Long was blasted into the air.

Higher.

Higher.

The sky itself seemed to tremble as he ascended.

But the Patriarch wasn’t done.

His crimson aura flared even brighter as he bent his knees—

Then—

LEAPT.

The force of his jump shattered the land below.

Faster than the eye could see, he reached Wei Long in the sky.

The Blood Boar Patriarch let out a bestial roar, his voice shaking the heavens as he raised both fists over his head—

Then—

HE STRUCK DOWN.

CRAAAAAACK!

Wei Long’s entire body jerked.

For the first time—

Wei Long’s head was sent snapping downward.

The force behind the blow was earth-shattering.

The sky split apart.

Dark clouds churned as the impact sent a violent ripple across the heavens.

Wei Long plummeted.

Straight into the earth.

BOOOOOOOOOOOM!

The moment he landed, the entire landscape collapsed.

The mountains crumbled.

The forests were flattened.

The rivers evaporated.

Everything in a ten-mile radius was reduced to a wasteland.

And yet—

The Patriarch wasn’t finished.

Blood leaked from his boarish maw, his veins bulging, his eyes wild with desperation.

He could not let this beast get stronger.

Not now.

Not ever.

Before the dust could even settle—

He attacked again.

He dove down, spiraling through the air, his entire body igniting in a swirling inferno of pure crimson destruction.

This was—

The Blood Boar Sect’s Final Execution Strike.

A technique meant to reduce an enemy to nothing.

No corpse.

No soul.

Not even dust.

Just nothingness.

His monstrous figure became a blazing comet, crashing toward the impact crater with unstoppable force.

This was everything he had left.

A single, final blow.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

The world turned white.

The shockwave erased the land.

Everything for miles was completely annihilated.

A deafening silence followed.

Nothing moved.

Nothing breathed.

Then—

Footsteps.

Slow.

Steady.

Unhurried.

Through the billowing dust and ruined earth—

A massive shadow emerged.

The Patriarch’s crimson eyes widened in horror.

Wei Long…

Was walking.

Completely unharmed.

His golden eyes gleamed through the wreckage.

His massive body towered over the battlefield, scales still glowing with a terrifying, radioactive luster.

He licked his teeth.

"Not bad, old pig, it felt like someone threw an egg at me and it was frustrating," he mused, tilting his head slightly. "But you’re bleeding. Looks like you pushed yourself a little too hard."

The Patriarch staggered.

His body trembled.

The blood running from his mouth, his ears, his eyes—

Would not stop.

He had burned everything.

All his Qi.

All his life force.

And it wasn’t enough.

Wei Long was still standing.

Stronger than before.

The Patriarch’s knees buckled.

His breathing grew ragged.

Then—

He knelt.

His vision blurred.

His body refused to move.

His strength… was gone.

Wei Long slowly approached, standing over the exhausted Patriarch. His shadow stretched over the defeated boar.

He bent down slightly, lowering his massive head—

Then grinned.

"Is that really all that you got?"