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Chapter 478: First Encounter with a True Heavenly Pride (4K, Thanks to Haoyue Tongming for the Allia
Chapter 478: First Encounter with a True Heavenly Pride (4K, Thanks to Haoyue Tongming for the Alliance Master)
In all of Nanhong, there were few who dared to declare war on the Dragon Palace. If one had to count, it would be the seven patriarchs of Nanhong.
Their status was unquestionable.
But... was there not a huge gap in their cultivation levels?!
A decision made by a Giant of Unity could also be made by someone in the middle stage of Returning Void, right?
Even Liu Shiqian's expression turned strange at this moment.
He wished he could take back the words he had just spoken.
The Yan family members instinctively took to the air, intending to stop Shen Yi, and Yan Xianqing's expression changed drastically.
Perhaps the aura was too obvious.
In the bay, the meditating figure frowned slightly.
He was clad in luxurious golden armor, wearing a pearl crown, and had a slightly immature face with two small dragon horns growing on his forehead.
As he frowned, the four guards beside him simultaneously glared coldly and looked up, "Disturbing the peace of a Dragon Scion's meditation, do you wish to die? Scram!"
Among these guards, the one with the highest cultivation level was only at the ninth layer of Returning Void.
However, under their rebuke, including Yan Xianqing, the multitude of cultivators instinctively halted their steps.
The reputation of the Master of Hongze surpassed their cultivation levels.
In matters concerning such important figures, even Liu Shiqian would have to report back to the patriarch of his sect and receive the edict before making any moves.
"Nangong Longsun, Ke Thirteen."
Every Dragon Scion was a registered existence within the powers of Nanhong.
Thirteen was the youngest, known as Ke Xuanjian.
Although he started late, he had already established a formidable reputation, in no way inferior to his father and brothers in their youth, perhaps even surpassing them.
His father was the Yellow Scourge Poisonous Dragon, and his mother was also a powerful member of the aquatic race, the Purple Pearl Mollusk Demoness.
He not only mastered the divine abilities of both bloodlines but also cultivated spiritual laws with remarkable talent.
Once he reached the perfect stage of Returning Void, he would be able to lead troops and be bestowed with his own fiefdom, establishing his own lineage.
Young and proud, it was no wonder he had his eyes on the Yan family's grand formation.
"It's too late."
Yan Xianqing's heart sank as he realized the consequences of their momentary hesitation.
He saw the Dragon Scion slowly open his eyes.
His eyes were clear and ethereal.
He gazed at the figure in the Nanyang white robe in the distance and said in a slightly immature voice, "You disturbed my meditation."
As he spoke, Ke Xuanjian stood up, "Trespassing on someone's meditation ground is extremely impolite. Yan Xianqing, I'll give you a chance. Take him away, have the Nanhong Seven send a letter of apology to me, and I will let this matter go."
"..."
Yan Xianqing had intended to forcefully take Shen Yi away, but after hearing these words, his outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
From this moment on, the matter had escalated beyond a simple disturbance during cultivation.
He was being forced to choose a side.
With Ke Thirteen's discernment, how could he not recognize the person in the Nanyang white robe?
By commanding an affiliate of the Nanyang Sect in front of the Sect Master, he was forcing Yan Xianqing to make a choice. If he took Shen Yi away now, there would be no turning back.
"Hmph."
Ke Thirteen noticed Yan Xianqing's hesitation and chuckled, turning his attention back to the young man in the distance. He saw the youth's fingertips emitting golden threads, weaving an intricate grand formation at an incredible speed.
"I know you, and I know more about the Nanyang Sect's current situation than you think."
"Your so-called Sect Master title is but a joke in the eyes of the Dragon Palace."
"If you die, none of the two above you in the White Jade Capital will dare to harm me. But if I get injured, the South Dragon Palace will surely pay you a visit and raze the Nanyang treasure land that you hold so dear to the ground."
Ke Thirteen reached out to his side, and a guard placed the flowing cloud spear in his palm.
"Of course, you don't have to worry about that."
"Because you have no chance of winning."
The Dragon Scion sheathed his smile and suddenly gripped the long spear tightly.
At the same time, sixteen sets of the Five Elements Treasure Lotus Grand Formation enveloped the bay.
Shen Yi slightly raised his eyes.
He rarely had the opportunity to set up a grand formation to perfection in front of others.
Whether he could win or not was uncertain.
But it was always a good idea to prevent the other party from escaping.
The next moment, Shen Yi quietly disappeared from his original spot.
The boundless Demon Emperor's Palace appeared in the sky, overwhelming in its might. With the cultivation level of the fifth layer of Returning Void, he was no weak opponent.
However, in this situation, it seemed a little inadequate.
After all, there was no one present with a lower cultivation level than him.
But including Ke Thirteen, none dared to ignore this palace.
Four strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi filled the air, as if facing the very heavens themselves.
Moreover, the vastness of the purple qi was such that even a blind man could sense that something was amiss.
In an instant, the four strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi converged on a single spot.
In the next moment, he raised his spear and struck back.
Scales suddenly appeared along the entire length of the spear, and the jewel embedded in its tip seemed to gain a pupil.
The divine weapon had come to life!
Roar—
The dragon's roar transformed into a tangible wave, causing the bay to flow backward and the sky to descend!
"Azure Dragon Destroying Star Spear!"
At Yan Xianqing's level, he shouldn't have been surprised by a battle below the White Jade Capital.
But this perfected spiritual art still made him feel the terrifying power of the Dragon Scion.
The young Dragon Scion, with his demonic body, forcefully practiced the spiritual laws of the human race and progressed even faster than those proud geniuses.
From Yan Xingyuan, he knew that Shen Yi had once slain an eighth-layer Returning Void Water Serpent.
But this was a battle on an entirely different level.
Watching the Dragon Scion, who was only one layer stronger than the Water Serpent, he realized that with just this one spear strike, the Water Serpent would have surely perished.
"How is it?"
A cruel smile appeared on Ke Thirteen's youthful face as his spear viciously pierced through the Nanyang white robe in the instant those five fingers pressed down.
The flickering array sigils on the robe were instantly penetrated, and the weakest point was found.
However, just as the spear tip was about to shatter the figure, a piercing pain erupted from his back.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Shen Yi's knee strike was even more ferocious than the spear, shattering the golden armor on the Dragon Scion's body.
Those four purple qi strands were meant to confuse his opponent.
He wasn't foolish enough to stand there and let others prepare before using his secret technique.
"Roar!"
Ke Xuanjian and his spear roared in unison as he turned his head back. The spear, like a dragon's tail, lashed out once more!
But in that brief moment of turning his head, he caught a glimpse of those ruthless eyes.
Almost simultaneously, his vision was engulfed in darkness.
Countless eyes filled the sky like cold stars, striking fear into his heart.
In the span of a breath, the Dragon Scion felt his entire body being torn apart, and he screamed as he flew backward, skimming across the lake and stirring up surging waves.
Back at the original spot, four well-coordinated Dragon Palace guards had used their tempered demonic bodies to tightly restrain Shen Yi's arms.
As soon as Shen Yi appeared behind the Dragon Scion, they had already taken action.
If not for their quick response, the price Ke Thirteen would have paid for his momentary carelessness might have been far more than just being blasted away.
The Heavenly Four-Nine technique was most effective when used for the first time.
"...!"
All four Dragon Palace guards closed their eyes, blocking out all senses except for the feel of the arms they were restraining.
They seemed to have a tacit understanding, and their perfectly coordinated exertion of force was terrifying. Even their robust bodies, capable of turning rivers and seas upside down, were all used in unison, creating a horrifying effect.
However, with their eyes closed, they didn't see the cruel smile that lifted the corners of Shen Yi's pale face.
Under the influence of intense pain, the once calm and silent sect master suddenly transformed into a frenzied beast.
Within his noble purple-golden eyes, a hint of scarlet quietly emerged.
The demonic power from the Dao Palace surged into his body, causing the coiling Heavenly Phoenix to exude a dense aura of violence, even tinting the parasol tree with a bloody hue.
Boom—
The guards seemed intent on tearing Shen Yi into five pieces.
However, when Shen Yi raised his arm, it was as if he had lifted those robust bodies into the air.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Shen Yi gripped the necks of the guards, choking them until their faces turned purple, and then viciously slammed them into the ground!
Purple-golden flame waves roared and swept across the land.
The guards seemed to have transformed into hammers, wielded by Shen Yi as he violently smashed them into the ground.
The other three guards, pressured by the flame waves, tried to retreat, but before they could take off, their calves were seized by clearly defined palms and viciously smashed into the bodies of their companions.
Originally, the Heavenly Phoenix Indestructible True Body had a limit of only the sixth layer of Returning Void.
But with the abundant Hongmeng Purple Qi empowering it, it had reached a terrifying level.
Four bodies were embedded into the ground.
Shen Yi bent down and threw punches, each one causing blood to splatter high into the air.
Their desperate struggles were forcefully beaten back.
Blood stained the white robe and tainted that handsome face.
Those once calm eyes were now filled with violence.
"Lock him down for me!"
A loud shout came from the other side of the bay. Ke Thirteen had finally recovered from the previous setback. He stepped on the surging waves, tightly gripped his spear, and charged back aggressively.
A murky yellow aura emerged from the spear, and even the verdant lake bay seemed filled with noxious energy.
The four grand dragon palaces had different bloodlines.
Compared to the Purple Beard White Dragon of the East Palace, which exuded ethereal qi, the South Palace's Yellow Scourge Poison Dragon was the most sinister lineage.
Hearing the dragon scion's command, the four guards, weak as a thread of qi, still struggled to reach out and try to grab the young man's arms.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Heavenly Four-Nine technique unfolded, and under those bloody fists, four heads exploded simultaneously!
Shen Yi slowly turned his head.
Dark red, damp strands of hair stuck to his pale face, and even the flickering golden flame on his brow couldn't burn away the malevolence in his eyes.
Within those pupils.
Ke Thirteen approached, accompanied by the shadow of the Yellow Reaper Dragon Soul, his figure gradually magnifying.
The Azure Dragon Destroying Star Spear attacked once more! At the same time, in the boundless Demon Emperor's Palace, each straight pillar shone brilliantly.
Nine Demons surrounded the cushion-seated Demon Emperor, awakening.
They erupted with earth-shattering roars!
All demons paid homage!
With the lake bay as the boundary, the Yellow Fiend Dragon Soul and the Crimson Immortal Demon collided violently, crimson and murky yellow intertwining, with a distinct line between them.
As the spear swept past that line, the surging spiritual energy on it suddenly transformed into sinister demonic power.
Ke Xuanjian was taken aback.
He had cultivated spiritual arts for many years and hadn't encountered such pure demonic power in a long time.
Pa-ta.
Shen Yi indifferently raised his palm and, under the dragon scion's horrified gaze, firmly grasped the spear tip.
Named the Destroying Star, it was now tainted by demonic power, its might diminished.
But even so, it shouldn't have been something that could be resisted by mere flesh.
Ke Thirteen subconsciously swallowed.
Then he saw the splattering blood as the elegant sleeves parted, revealing a grayish-white set of armor.
Like white bones, like refined steel.
The exaggeratedly sharp design encased his arms.
In the face of that immortal armor, the raging dragon spear suddenly fell silent, the terrifying might within it seemingly vanquished.
Crack.
Amidst the spear's mournful cry.
Shen Yi directly seized it, lifting his gaze to meet the dragon scion's shocked eyes, purple-golden radiance flaring once more.
Ke Xuanjian fell into a momentary daze, seeing the young man's tall figure on all sides, holding the spear.
His most proficient Yellow Reaper seemed to have vanished into thin air.
The handsome face looked down at him, the spear tip turning, cold light flashing.
Puchi!
Puchi!
Ke Xuanjian's neck was pierced, his chest torn open, and he couldn't speak, his mouth filling with blood.
He could only stare wide-eyed at the young man before him.
The youth emerged, bloodied, the purple radiance on him growing fainter, his sleeves fluttering gently as the grayish-white armor vanished.
He held the spear with utmost seriousness and focus.
"I... I seem to... have the upper hand."
Ke Thirteen laughed and cried, his youthful face twitching.
A gentle purple light shone from his torn abdomen.
He had a father, and he had a mother.
Under the illumination of that purple bead, scales rapidly appeared on his body, dragon features overflowing, his entire body swelling, and his limbs transforming into claws.
His heavy breathing, huh-huh, became increasingly labored.
If not for those four guards who had exhausted Shen Yi's foundation, perhaps he would have truly died here today.
But there are no such ifs in the world.
"Ha... Ha..."
"Give it to me! Die!"
A piercing cry echoed around the lake bay.
Just then, the purple bead that had emerged at his heart was suddenly pushed back.
Just as he had gained a chance at life, allowing him to transform into his original form, it inexplicably dissipated.
Ke Xuanjian froze for a moment, then abruptly looked up at the sky, his eyes bloodshot: "Yan Xianqing, how dare you?!"
Before he finished speaking.
The spear struggled futilely, but Shen Yi still deftly flicked it, cleanly beheading the dragon scion.
"..."
Yan Xianqing looked at his slightly trembling palm in astonishment.
He... he had struck the dragon scion.
He had only thought about it, but his blank mind had actually carried out the action?
"Cough."
Liu Shiqian quietly retracted his hand, which had just finished performing the technique.
Fortunately, Yan Xianqing made a move at the end, making it convenient for him, Liu Shiqian.
After all these years, he didn't want to go and beg for forgiveness from the sect master.
Having stayed in the sect for so long.
The moment he stepped out, he encountered such a stimulating event.
It would be better to stay indoors more from now on.
(End of Chapter)
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