Bathed in radiant light, the Nine-Dragon War Chariot emerged outside the valley.
Compared to the chariot, Tong Twelve's palace instantly lost its luster. It wasn't about surface-level extravagance—this was the difference between heaven and earth. The flood dragons pulling Tong Twelve's carriage were utterly eclipsed by the true dragons of the war chariot. They didn't resist at all—easily crushed. To Tong Twelve, it was an unbearable sight.
This palace was his mobile domain, a symbol of his status when traveling.Now, it had been humiliated. The dragons pulling it visibly cowered in fear, outright submitting to the sudden arrival of this stranger.This was tantamount to saying he himself had submitted.
Fury surged uncontrollably in his chest.
"Who are you?"
Tong Twelve glared coldly at the sky, instantly locking onto Yi Tianxing, standing tall upon the war chariot. Clad in his Chaotic Battle Dragon Robe, Yi Tianxing exuded an overwhelming presence. A faint dragon's roar echoed around him, and the icy expression on his face weighed heavily on the surroundings.
This man wasn't ordinary—he wasn't just some powerful cultivator.His aura felt equal in level to Tong Twelve's own.
"Who am I? I'm the man of the woman you desire."
Yi Tianxing looked coldly at Tong Twelve, letting out a sneer as he spoke.
"Impossible! Yao Yue was clearly untouched! There's no way she has a man. You're lying!" Tong Twelve barked. But then his lips curled into a cruel smile. "No matter. Now that you're here, don't expect to leave. So what if you're a human powerhouse? Today, you'll learn that humans are the lowest of all races. My Three-Eyed God Race stands atop the heavens. That status was earned through blood, not bragging."
"My husband... One day, he will come amidst a sky full of radiant clouds, riding the most resplendent chariot, descending from the heavens.He will be a hero—a hero of the human race. He will come to take me away."
Yao Yue fought against the heat surging inside her body. Her gaze lifted to the sky, dreamy and dazed. Her voice trembled with emotion.In that moment of weakness and despair, Yi Tianxing's sudden descent from the sky struck her like an invisible arrow through the heart.
A seed was planted deep within her soul—taking root, growing uncontrollably.
"Sister, is that the heartless scoundrel you were always pining for? Did you practice some kind of prophecy technique?"
Lian Xing's eyes widened with a touch of disbelief.What Yao Yue had described had now manifested before their eyes, as if fate had fulfilled a script written long ago.And when Yi Tianxing uttered, "I'm the man of the woman you desire," even her own heart fluttered, as though a celestial hero had descended.
"It really is him."
Yao Yue trembled inwardly. She had never imagined someone would actually come to her rescue in her darkest moment—let alone him.
"Today, you die."
Yi Tianxing glanced at Yao Yue. Seeing she was unharmed, the tension in his heart eased slightly. But then, rage surged.
He had heard Tong Twelve's earlier remarks clearly—this so-called Divine Son of the Three-Eyed Race dared to covet his woman.This was tantamount to putting a green hat on his head—an insult no man could endure.
To Yi Tianxing, Tong Twelve was already a dead man.
"How dare you speak to the Divine Son like that? You must die! I, Tong Sen, will take your head and offer it to the Divine Son! This chariot too—only one as noble as the Divine Son is worthy of it!"
A Three-Eyed battle general stepped forward.With a flash of blue light, a massive blue seahorse emerged beneath him. Towering like a warhorse, it was even larger than an ox. Though seahorses were ocean creatures, this one flew freely through the sky, exuding blue flame-like energy.
Riding it into the air, Tong Sen charged forward. In his hand was a blue spear, trembling like a dragon.
His forehead eye suddenly opened.
🔹 New Technique: Blueflame Eye (蓝焰之眼)A divine eye releasing powerful blue flames. Gentle when calm like a tranquil stream, destructive when roused like a catastrophic tsunami.Its gaze could shoot a laser-like beam of blue divine fire, filled with flickering runes that danced like ghostly flames.
Zzzzzt!!
A beam of blue light blasted forth, instantly arriving in front of the war chariot, hurtling straight at Yi Tianxing.
"Hmm? Let this emperor have a taste."
Green Emperor suddenly leapt into the air and opened his mouth wide. Shockingly, the divine beam was slurped up like a noodle, vanishing into his belly.
Ssssss—Blue flames erupted on Green Emperor's body, but were instantly smothered by his own green flames.
"Tastes like pear."
He licked his lips and growled, "Now try my flame!"
With a paw swipe, a green fireball flew toward Tong Sen. Mid-air, it transformed into a green fire-dog, dashing at full speed.
"What the hell is that!?"
Tong Sen's expression changed.He had seen many flames—but never a green one. A strong sense of danger welled up.
He activated the Blueflame Eye again, forming a protective barrier around him.
But the green fire was strangely ethereal. It passed through the barrier like it wasn't there and bit into him directly.
Then, it disappeared.
"Nothing happened?" Tong Sen blinked, confused. The fire had penetrated his defenses, and yet… he felt fine. No pain, no burning.
BOOM!!
Without warning, a heavenly fire exploded above him and crashed down.Tong Sen's protective shield shattered instantly. He was engulfed in divine flames.
"NO—!"
He didn't even finish screaming before being burned to ashes—not even dust remained. The seahorse he rode was reduced to nothing alongside him.
Gasp—!
Witnessing this, everyone around sucked in a breath.
"That was heavenly fire!"
"It fell from the sky! It wasn't cast by anyone—how did that happen?"
"What does it have to do with that green fire?"
The cultivators of the Three-Eyed Race grew visibly anxious.
This unexplained divine punishment was terrifying.
Even Tong Sen, with all his power, couldn't react in time. Burned out of existence—that wasn't normal.
"That dog is getting more and more disturbing."
Si Kong Zhaixing muttered under his breath, glancing at Green Emperor.
Yi Tianxing had seen it too. As soon as Green Emperor's flame struck, Tong Sen became a magnet for bad luck, which turned into a calamity, triggering the heavenly fire.It was a deadly snowball of misfortune.
Green Emperor was becoming frighteningly mysterious.
"Ominous creature..."
Tong Twelve frowned, wariness flashing in his eyes.
"Who exactly are you?"
Tong Twelve fixed his gaze once more on Yi Tianxing. Without even lifting a finger, this man had caused the death of his general through supernatural misfortune.To keep such a cursed beast by his side, the man had to be either insane—or terrifying.
"I am the Lone King, Yi Tianxing, ruler of the Great Yi Dynasty."
Yi Tianxing said coldly.
"The Great Yi Dynasty... I've heard of it. The first fortune dynasty on the Eternal Continent. The first among the myriad races to establish a true regime. So—it's you."
Tong Twelve's eyes narrowed. The arrogance was gone, replaced by caution. He wasn't a fool—he understood that anyone capable of founding a dynasty among the countless races could not be underestimated.
Yet he did not retreat.
"Do you dare fight me one-on-one? Let this battle decide who Yao Yue belongs to."
"Yao Yue is not some object. She doesn't belong to you—and you have no right to gamble for her.But if it's a duel you want—then I shall grant you that right. In this fight—I will kill you."
Yi Tianxing's voice was ice.
Tong Twelve's face darkened. Still, he stepped forward into the void.
"Who kills who—won't be decided until the end."
His voice was thick with confidence.