The Endless Promise

12. The Flare

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Weiyan staggered a step at the sight of Yin Xiaolong's human form.

"Huaagh!" Yin Xiaolong yawned and stretched. "I didn't need to transform to beat him, but it's been ages since I fought in my original form... feels great!"

He was dressed all in black, but his hair was a long flowing white which fell past his waist. His face was something Weiyan could only describe as perfect, with matching dimples on each cheek, and startling golden brown eyes which studied Weiyan from her head to her feet, making her blush and feel rather inadequate.

She had never before paid attention to men or the features that made women flock to them, but the phrase 'golden sunlight on a snowy day' instantly entered her mind.

And added to that, Yin Xiaolong's face was..... familiar?

'Zhang Luoy- ?

'Not possible!!' Weiyan tossed the thought away.

The person before her was certainly the black dragon, an immortal who seemed to glow, even while surrounded by the bright lava.

No way he was related to Zhang Luoyin!

Besides, she hadn't seen Luoyin's face in years... Who knew what he looked like now?

Weiyan overcame her shock, and she shook herself as the necklace glowed and hatred filled her heart again.

She glared at the black dragon, remembering why she was here, and she stood up.

'No one in history has successfully met Yin Xiaolong!' She reminded herself, feeling more determined to kill him.

"Black Dragon." She began, shakily lifting her sword and pointing it at him. "Your tyranny must come to an end, and your reign of fear must be stopped. I won't spare you!" She finished, but Yin Xiaolong merely shook his head.

"Tsk tsk tsk. If I defeated an enemy you could not dream of conquering, how dare you call yourself my opponent?" He snapped his fingers and Weiyan's sword became so heavy that it fell to the ground, nearly bringing her with it.

"You-!" Weiyan tried to lift it, but couldn't even get it to budge.

"Don't bother, that is the 'thousand ton' spell. Even a regular immortal can't lift it. Lucky for you, you have some skill and somehow crossed over to this side, or you would have become snake-food before I arrived." He continued, as if he couldn't even see her struggling.

"Also, what did you do to annoy Xiao Hei? He usually just scares away the wiser mortals, and he never goes past the midway point."

But at Weiyan's lost expression, he sighed and turned to leave.

"Follow me, if you don't want to die here. I put Xiao Hei to sleep, but he will eventually return with double his fury."

'Xi- Xiao Hei?' Weiyan thought in a daze.

Surely he wasn't referring to the giant snake!

But she snapped out of it.

"What about my sword?!" She yelled after Yin Xiaolong, feeling a bit foolish, but with another snap of his fingers, the sword lifted itself and followed him.

"One more thing." He stopped a distance away and turned to her. "If you call me 'Black Dragon' again, I'll feed you to Xiao Hei myself!"

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Back in the present, Weiyan sighed.

That meeting had been an ill-fated one, and while the world rejoiced over the death of the infamous 'Black Dragon' and how she killed him, Weiyan was wrapped in confusion and turmoil, not sure what to believe...