Everyone was startled when they heard Qi Yan's words.
Slaughtered?!
This is a legendary Dragon!
One Dragon alone could wipe out a nation; they used to think that was an exaggeration, but after witnessing it firsthand today, they realized it wasn't an exaggeration—it was a fact.
The purple-haired youth still watched Qi Yan with interest, completely unconcerned by what Qi Yan said.
Many humans are boastful without much ability.
In his eyes, these words were merely the impotent yelps of insects.
"So... when will you put down my client?"
Qi Yan looked at the purple-haired youth and said indifferently.
Upon hearing this, the purple-haired youth's lips curled slightly, and he clasped the King's neck with his right hand, lifting him high.
He looked at Qi Yan playfully and said, "If you have the ability, then come and get him yourself."
"Since that's the case, I won't hold back."
Qi Yan slowly drew his sword and then stepped towards the purple-haired youth.
The purple-haired youth had already planned out the next scene: he would let this human attack him, make him understand the vast difference between humans and Dragons, and then, in front of the human, crush this King like an ant. Yes, that's what he'd do. Humans are essentially like ants to Dragons.
Qi Yan soon reached the purple-haired youth, casually swinging his blade at the purple-haired youth's wrist. His speed was neither fast nor slow, like the most ordinary sword swing.
The purple-haired youth was unconcerned; what harm could such a slow sword swing cause?
But just as Qi Yan's blade touched his skin, he suddenly felt his hair stand on end. He instinctively sensed a terrifying danger.
The purple-haired youth immediately let go of the King, then retreated rapidly, his feet sliding dozens of meters across the ground, creating distance between him and Qi Yan. At the same time, his eyes reverted to beast-like vertical pupils, staring intently at Qi Yan, as if he had seen something dangerous.
"What?!"
"What happened?!"
"That monster actually retreated?!"
"It didn't even dodge Arthur's strongest ultimate move, yet it was scared into retreating by Mr. Qi Yan's ordinary-looking slash?!" Everyone who witnessed this scene was somewhat incredulous, especially since they had just seen how terrifying its defense was. None of the attacks from His Majesty the King, Arthur, Clay, or Erza had caused it any harm.
They even thought humans were utterly incapable of harming Dragons, yet the opponent retreated from Qi Yan's attack.
And judging by its wary demeanor, it clearly sensed danger.
"What a pity!"
Qi Yan shook his head. He had tried his best to suppress all killing intent, but a Dragon was indeed a Dragon; its instinct to detect danger was extraordinary.
If that fellow hadn't retreated just now, he could have cut off one of its claws.
"You fellow..."
The purple-haired youth's eyes were no longer playful; instead, he looked at Qi Yan with the gaze one reserves for an enemy.
Qi Yan ignored the purple-haired youth and instead looked at the somewhat bewildered old King, saying, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"
The King heard Qi Yan's question and finally snapped out of it: "I'm... I'm alright!"
"Good that you're alright. If you're alright, please return to the city. I'll take care of this fellow."
The King wanted to say something, but it was clear that now was not the time to speak.
"Alright! I'll leave everything to you!"
With that, the King loudly issued a command: "Everyone! Retreat to the city!!!"
Hearing the King's command, everyone helped the injured and swiftly retreated into the city. Everyone knew that they couldn't help at all here, and might even hinder. To avoid affecting Qi Yan's performance, retreating into the city was the best option.
The purple-haired youth sneered, "What good will retreating do? These city walls are no different from paper in the eyes of us Dragons."
"And you, human boy, do you want to be a hero?"
"A hero? I've already been a hero. What's the harm in being one again?"
"Interesting, kid. When you die, everyone else will die too."
"Is that so? Well, there's nothing I can do then. After all, I've tried my best. Perhaps this is fate!"
"In that case, go die!!!"
The purple-haired youth swung his claw, and five massive beast-claw slashes came at Qi Yan.
The ground where the slashes passed was ground away like tofu.
Qi Yan tapped his foot, dodging the attack.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom!!!
The slashes hit the city wall, and the hundred-meter-high wall, which had withstood countless years of wind, frost, and monster attacks, shattered like tofu.
The slashes did not stop after destroying the city wall but continued to cut forward.
In a blink of an eye, they traversed the entire city, only stopping after destroying the wall on the other side.
"The city... has been cut open---!!!"
Everyone stared in horror at the city torn in half, shock and fear uncontrollably spreading through their hearts. Such immense power, such terrifying destructive force—could humans truly contend with such a creature?
"Hey, hey! If you're going to fight, don't destroy other people's property! This is a house someone worked hard for half their life to save up for and bought with a loan. You just destroyed it. Isn't that like them working hard for half their life for nothing?"
"..."
Everyone on the city wall felt speechless hearing that. This wasn't the time to talk about houses, was it?
"Ah! My apologies! But who told these things to be so fragile? Don't worry though, I'll kill them all, so they won't have the pressure of a mortgage anymore."
As the purple-haired youth said this, he grinned, stomped his foot, and charged towards Qi Yan. His claw, imbued with Dragon power, swung at Qi Yan. If this attack connected, the human would be torn to shreds.
"Sun Breathing, Fourth Form: Setting Sun Catastrophe!"
Whoosh---!
The purple-haired youth's claw swept past Qi Yan's body.
The lack of contact with anything made him slightly stunned. He had seen himself attack, yet it was an illusion. Even with his Dragon vision, he hadn't noticed.
Qi Yan's body appeared at the purple-haired youth's side.
"Sun Breathing, First Form: Waltz!!"
Qi Yan unleashed an arc-shaped Sun Breathing slash towards the purple-haired youth's neck. The purple-haired youth's expression changed, and he quickly raised his arm to block.
"Pfft!!"
"Ugh ah ah ah!!"
Blood splattered, and the purple-haired youth screamed, sent flying backward.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom!!
The purple-haired youth's body shattered tree after tree, finally coming to a halt after crashing into a giant tree.
"It's injured!!"