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"Zi Yan, you've grown up. You look so much like your mother." Zhu Kun looked at Zi Yan, who had evolved into the Dragon Emperor and reached
"Zi Yan, you've grown up. You look so much like your mother." Zhu Kun looked at Zi Yan, who had evolved into the Dragon Emperor and reached
"Zi Yan, you've grown up. You look so much like your mother." Zhu Kun looked at Zi Yan, who had evolved into the Dragon Emperor and reached
"Zi Yan, you've grown up. You look so much like your mother." Zhu Kun looked at Zi Yan, who had evolved into the Dragon Emperor and reached the strength of a Four-Star Dou Saint, his eyes filled with delight and pride. Then, he turned to glare at Hun Tiandi, his golden pupils seething with ferocity.
Hun Tiandi sneered coldly upon hearing this. "So you're the missing Dragon Emperor of the previous generation of the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan. It's been several thousand years, and yet you're still in your prime. The Ancient Emperor Cave Mansion, the realm of the Dou Emperor… such an unimaginable level."
"No physical body of the Taixu Ancient Dragon, and yet you think a mere projection and a late-stage Eight-Star Dou Saint brat can stand against me?"
"Ancient Dragon Island is this emperor's domain. Dragon Slayer Sword!"
Zhu Kun reached toward the Dragon Palace of East Dragon Island. A golden meteor pierced through the void and landed in his hand—it was a golden longsword formed from liquid, hundreds of meters long, radiating a power that could destroy the heavens and earth.
This hundred-zhang golden sword was the true form of the Dragon Slayer Sword. The version summoned by Zi Yan was only a half-finished product, which required ten minutes and a hefty price to summon. But for Zhu Kun, one second was enough.
With the Dragon Slayer Sword in hand, even this projection of Zhu Kun could battle against a mid-stage Nine-Star Dou Saint.
"Zi Yan, follow the plan."
Qian Renhan transmitted his voice to Zi Yan and stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhu Kun. Within the void thunder pool, he had devoured the corpses of the three Dragon Kings, boosting his cultivation to the late stage of Eight-Star Dou Saint. After refining the last half-drop of Demon Saint's blood essence, his physical body finally reached the level of a mid-stage Nine-Star Dou Saint.
While two mid-stage Nine-Star Dou Saints were still slightly weaker than Hun Tiandi, who had reached the peak of that level, they had the support of Zhu Kun's full-powered map-wide strike.
The skies over Ancient Dragon Island had completely darkened. In the air hovered three figures—one black, one gold, and one red—locked in confrontation. Most of the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan below were praying, hoping that the Old Dragon Emperor would triumph. After returning to the Dragon Palace, Zi Yan immediately transmitted orders to the elders she trusted most, sending them to their assigned positions—arrangements Qian Renhan had instructed her to make four months earlier. She had already set everything in place while Qian Renhan was in seclusion.
"Blood Demon Heart-Eroding Thunder!"
Hun Tiandi suddenly pointed toward the black clouds in the sky. Instantly, they turned blood-red, swelling like a gigantic, pulsating organ. Then, they violently contracted inward!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
As the endless blood clouds contracted, the sky itself began to collapse. Jet-black space fissures spread across the sky at a terrifying speed. The next moment, the blood clouds suddenly burst open, and countless blood-colored bolts of thunder, each the size of a mountain, came crashing down in a torrential storm toward Qian Renhan and Zhu Kun below. Each of those lightning strikes contained enough power to annihilate an Eight-Star Dou Saint.
Qian Renhan and Zhu Kun exchanged glances, then each reached out and tore the space in opposite directions.
"Tear!"
With a sharp sound like ripping cloth, the two of them tore open a space fissure thousands of meters wide. Nine-tenths of Hun Tiandi's Blood Demon Heart-Eroding Thunder was redirected. The remaining tenth struck the ground of Ancient Dragon Island—and even that was enough to destroy one percent of the island's landmass.
The spatial barrier around the island shattered. A pillar of purple-golden light filled with boundless destructive power shot toward Hun Tiandi, as Zhu Kun simultaneously swung the Dragon Slayer Sword, unleashing a dazzling golden sword beam. Behind them, Qian Renhan's fallen angel wings fluttered as he transformed into a blood-colored meteor, flanking Hun Tiandi and slashing toward him with his Shura Sword.
Qian Renhan's cultivation was only at the late stage of Eight-Star Dou Saint. If he wanted to injure Hun Tiandi, he had to engage in close combat—just as he had when facing the Nihility Devouring Flame. Back then, he had slashed through Hun Tiandi's giant black hand trying to capture Zi Yan with a single sword qi strike, but that was only because Hun Tiandi had held back. Otherwise, Zi Yan would've been crushed instantly.
With a flicker, Hun Tiandi also split off a projection at the early stage of Nine-Star Dou Saint to attack Qian Renhan. He extended a massive finger that pierced through the sky, clashing with the purple-gold light pillar and golden sword beam.
Above the heavens, brilliant purple-gold lightning and the enormous black finger clashed furiously. The entire land below quaked violently, torn apart by the sheer intensity of the energy waves.
Watching the sky erupt with back-and-forth attacks of blood thunder and fire, the hearts of the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan members trembled. They fled far away—this level of terrifying combat could not be described in words. Any stray strike landing on the Dragon Palace would bring unimaginable casualties.
Even without his true body, Zhu Kun's projection and map-wide attack still held their ground against Hun Tiandi. But to maintain this, Zhu Kun had to continuously supply Dou Qi to the projection and expend even more to keep his large-scale attacks going. No matter the method, his energy consumption far exceeded Hun Tiandi's.
But on the other side, the situation was different. Qian Renhan fought Hun Tiandi's projection head-on, and it wasn't even a contest. Within ten exchanges, he had already severed one of the projection's arms.
"That blood sword… a mid-stage Nine-Star Dou Saint's physique… I miscalculated."
Hun Tiandi's eyes flashed with savagery. He had originally assumed his projection would quickly deal with Qian Renhan, then capture Zi Yan and force Zhu Kun to hesitate. That way, the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan and Zhu Kun would submit to him without resistance. But Qian Renhan's strength had far exceeded his expectations. Now that he had defeated the projection and was joining forces against Hun Tiandi, the battle would drag on—and Hun Tiandi would run out of Dou Qi first.
Hun Tiandi growled in his heart, "Nihility Devouring Flame, is this the brat you said couldn't beat you?"
In the Ancient Realm, the Ancient Clan's coming-of-age ceremony had just concluded. Gu Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, discussing with the clan elders why one of the Eight Ancient Clans—the Stone Clan—had completely vanished. The entire tribe was gone—no people, no blood, nothing.
Wiping out the Stone Clan was easy. Any of the top four clans—the Gu, Hun, Lei, or Huo clans—could do it. But for the Stone Clan to disappear so quietly, without alerting anyone, with not even a soul left to report it, was something even the Ancient Clan couldn't accomplish.
What the Ancient Clan couldn't do, the Hun Clan surely couldn't either. This was a point agreed upon by all the Ancient Clan elders, Gu Yuan himself, and the Grand Elders.
By now, the location of the Soul Realm was well known to the Ancient Clan. They were also aware of any major movements the Hun Clan made. As for the Soul Hall in the outside world—it had never been worth their concern.
At that moment, Gu Yuan, who had remained silent, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Ancient Dragon Island. "A Nine-Star Dou Saint's battle fluctuations… it's Hun Tiandi—and that Taixu Ancient Dragon!"
Thinking of how he had suffered twice at the hands of the Taixu Ancient Dragon while protecting Gu Xun'er, Gu Yuan's face darkened. Without another word, he left the Ancient Realm and sped toward Ancient Dragon Island.
(End of Chapter)