The Legend of the Dragon King

Tang Wulin could hear his words clearly, but he was unable to say anything in response. He could think of little to say anyway. He only wished to spout all the worst curses in the world at this man.

In the next moment, he slumped against the ground and fell into a deep slumber.

A shadow flashed past and Old Demon Blight appeared next to Old Demon Nightmare’s side.

“Not bad! He can withstand torment much better than I imagined. The rest of them failed after two attempts. Tang Wulin managed to withstand three and could still curse you in his heart moments ago. Really impressive. He’s a good seedling. A good seedling should be tormented well. Bring in storms that are even more intense.”

Tang Wulin was plunged through dire suffering over the following days. Every time he woke up, Old Demon Nightmare brought him onto the aircraft for another miserable flight. He experienced the highly complicated aerobatics at high altitude again and again.

After the second time, he stopped vomiting, but he felt extremely nauseous and dizzy.

Tang Wulin finally understood why mental breakdown occurred here because he felt like he was close to that point himself. If the previous seniors came here and had such encounters, it would have been all too easy for them to have suffered mentally.

Tang Wulin did not know how long it had been when the dizziness started to become less agonizing. He also found that his mind was clearing and he could focus once more.

He was astonished to discover that he had begun to adapt to the process. Yes, the dizziness no longer came, no matter how hard the aircraft turned in the air, how abrupt the emergency acceleration and deceleration, or how harrowing the vertical and backward maneuvers. He had gotten used to it over time. Additionally, he began to have a sense of direction at high altitude. He could see the surrounding sea and clouds clearly. Even as Old Demon Nightmare flew the plane according to his own whims, the nausea still faded. Every ascent was less unsettling than the previous experience.

Eventually, he began to feel the joy of flying freely in the sky.

“Come on! Keep going, Old Demon Nightmare. Could it be that you can’t fly anymore? I think you’re too old for it, right?” Tang Wulin spoke ferociously.

Old Demon Nightmare had his hands on his hips. He looked at Tang Wulin with a raised eyebrow.

“Brat, you think that the old man has no more methods to torment you? Very well, since your nausea is gone, it’s your turn to fly the aircraft.”

“My turn?” Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment. The feeling of being a pilot was completely different from being a passenger.

For some reason, Tang Wulin did not feel any uncertainty or fear when he looked at the numerous buttons and the control panel before him. On the contrary, it all felt very familiar to him.

Yes! He already knew what to do because he spent every day watching Old Demon Nightmare pressing these buttons to torment him. They were already seared into his mind. He could remember clearly what form of suffering each button would result in. He was even more familiar with the expression that appeared on Old Demon Nightmare’s face when he was about to do something.

He pressed the buttons stiffly in preparation for take-off. The sense of familiarity became clearer and clearer. He pulled the cyclic control as the Skywing F-17 gradually accelerated before ascending into the air.

Tang Wulin felt as if he was soaring through the clouds in that split second when the plane got off the ground. Not only had his sense of familiarity grown stronger, but he also felt completely carefree, like a fish entering the sea for the first time. At that moment, the pain he had felt transformed into joy. He toggled a few switches subconsciously and pulled the cyclic control to its final position. He guided the aircraft into making a backward turn in the air.

The aircraft trembled ever so slightly during the process of turning over. It was slightly unstable, so Tang Wulin held on tightly to the cyclic control in the hopes of completing the stunt by force.

It accelerated and continued to soar higher. The Skywing F-17 began to fly in the sky under Tang Wulin’s control.

He had previously learned to operate a mecha after all. Moreover, he was already unaffected by the numerous impact forces and dizziness caused by the aircraft. As he flew in the sky, he felt like he could command the Skywing F-17 as easily as a part of his own body. It just felt that comfortable.

Tang Wulin was still slightly stiff when operating the aircraft in the beginning, but gradually, his movements became proficient. His physical capabilities allowed him to operate the aircraft. His hands were nimble, and his body’s endurance against the force of impact allowed him to make the Skywing F-17 perform a series of extreme aerobatic maneuvers.

The aircraft flew high and low, up and down, rolling and turning, and rapidly dove. It was as agile as a bird in the sky.

Tang Wulin enjoyed the feeling of emergency acceleration after he had completed a roll-over the most. It felt like he was freeing himself from every care in the world.

Streams of shadows flashed past his body. Just as he reluctantly landed the aircraft on the ground, he discovered that Old Demon Nightmare’s voice was gone. As he turned around to take a look, he was shocked to see that Old Demon Nightmare had already vanished.

In the cavern.

“Retch!” Old Demon Nightmare bent over as though he were about to vomit. His body was even flashing between reality and illusion.

“What is this? It truly is that uncomfortable to sit in the copilot’s seat! Why is my soul suffering from such violent impact? How did the bugger learn to operate the aircraft so soon? This isn’t logical!”

Old Demon Blight looked at Old Demon Nightmare in a daze. “Your body…”

Old Demon Nightmare waved his hand dismissively. “I’m fine. My body just hasn’t adapted to this. Besides, we’ve been here for so many years. Could it be you’re still unwilling to part with me if anything were to happen?”

Old Demon Blight snickered. “Okay, our situation is still better than the rest of them. Speaking of which, I think they’ll be waking up soon. I’m going to stand in silent tribute for those little fellows.”

Tang Wulin steadily landed the aircraft. He saw Old Demon Nightmare standing there after he had jumped off the aircraft.

“Who gave you the permission to land? Continue to fly. You’re only allowed to come down when I say that you can stop practicing.” Old Demon Nightmare waved his hand as if he was swatting a fly before he whisked Tang Wulin back to the aircraft.

Whatever the case, Tang Wulin had already gotten used to flying so he continued to pilot the aircraft on a regular basis.

Eventually, Tang Wulin felt he must have been practicing flying for a total of one month. He had already managed to become as one with the Skywing F-17.

“Alright, let’s call it a day. Today is the day you can go and steal an aircraft.” Old Demon Nightmare allowed Tang Wulin to leave the plane. He raised his hand and patted on Tang Wulin’s head. Tang Wulin fainted.

Tang Wulin discovered in surprise that he was refreshed and in high spirits when he woke up once again. His condition had recovered back to its peak. He was still standing next to the aircraft with Old Demon Nightmare.

Old Demon Nightmare sat upon the pilot’s seat while Tang Wulin naturally sat on the copilot’s seat.

Old Demon Nightmare spoke flatly, “Do an airborne landing. There’s no need for the safety belt. I’ll be tossing you out later. Rely on yourself for everything else. I’ll release the poison mist if you’re not back with an aircraft in three days time. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” Tang Wulin lowered his head and answered. He seemed to have already been bullied into submission.

This time, Old Demon Nightmare flew the aircraft in a very stable manner. Soon, the Skywing F-17 had reached maximum velocity and soared to an altitude of a few thousand meters.

There was no aircraft canopy, so the terrifying wind caused the Skywing F-17 to shake violently. The extremely low temperature was even rapidly consuming Tang Wulin’s physical abilities.

The communicator inside the aircraft suddenly sounded, “This is the Northsea Army Corps ordering you to reduce your altitude. Otherwise, we’ll shoot you down.”

Old Demon Nightmare sneered. Suddenly, he performed a side roll with Skywing F-17. He then abruptly dove toward to the land. Tang Wulin had not buckled the seatbelt, so the sudden change almost made him topple over. He hastily grabbed the handle to stabilize himself.

“Let go. I’ll give you a ride down!” The Skywing F-17 shook in midair, then turned over horizontally. Tang Wulin had yet to react to the situation when a powerful force pulled at his hand, and he felt like he was tossed out like a piece of trash.

The sky and ground were spinning. Tang Wulin first sensed that there was no parachute or anything of the sort on his body, nor did he have the assistance of his companions capable of flight.

‘So I’m just tossed out just like that?’

His body fell at high velocity, with the tremendous gravity of the ground pulling at him, and he was dropping like a bomb.

Tang Wulin had already adapted to the dizziness in the sky from all the time flying the plane, so at least he was capable of differentiating between the ground and the sky.

He adjusted his body first for a moment before he calmed down. Vines of the Bluesilver Emperor rapidly unleashed from his body and wound together on the top of his head. The Bluesilver Emperor wove into a large net before it slowly tightened and transformed into a parachute.