512: Chapter 512 The Battle Saint Makes His Move, and Help Appears

"I am the Dragon Phoenix Zi Yan of the Void Ancient Dragon Clan. Who are you?"

"Why do you have my clan's unique Purple Dragon King Qi on your body?"

Dragon Phoenix Zi Yan's pretty face was cold, her pale purple eyes filled with chilliness. Her voice carried a lofty, condescending tone as she asked.

"Purple Dragon King Qi? You mean this..." Hearing this, a wicked smile appeared on Hun Tiandi's cold face as he circulated the Purple Dragon King Qi within his body.

Roar!

A heaven-shaking dragon roar rang out. A faint purple mist spread around Hun Tiandi, surging like a tide and condensing into a purple dragon phantom nearly a hundred feet long.

It exuded a kingly aura. After devouring Hei Qing, the Purple Dragon King Qi on his body had grown, and fifty percent of it had already condensed into a solid form.

The blackish-purple dragon phantom roared at Zi Yan.

However, a purple-gold light flashed in Dragon Phoenix Zi Yan's eyes, and an aura of Dragon Phoenix majesty spread out.

It pressed down toward the purple dragon phantom protecting Hun Tiandi. Instantly, the purple dragon let out a mournful cry and began to tremble.

It was as if it had seen a supreme sovereign; the pressure coming from the depths of its bloodline forced it to submit.

"Jie jie jie, as expected of the legendary Dragon Phoenix bloodline. The bloodline power contained within must be immense!"

Hun Tiandi gave a strange laugh, a glint of greed flashing deep within his eyes.

"Humph!"

Zi Yan's gaze turned cold. Hun Tiandi's ill-intentioned look made her feel as if thorns were at her back, and she let out a cold snort.

"Speak! Where did you get that Purple Dragon King Qi?"

"You mean the Purple Dragon King Qi? Naturally, it came from your Void Ancient Dragon Clan. On the way here, I encountered a blind Void Ancient Dragon, so I slaughtered it and devoured its entire Ancient Dragon bloodline."

"This is the source of the Purple Dragon King Qi on my body. Are you satisfied?"

Hun Tiandi spoke solemnly, his eyes looking at Zi Yan with a playful and mocking gaze.

"Wow... This person is so bold. To slaughter a powerhouse of the Void Ancient Dragon Clan and then state it so blatantly."

"Is he not afraid of being hunted down by the Void Ancient Dragon Clan?"

Everyone present erupted in exclamations. This Hun Tiandi was truly young and ignorant of the Void Ancient Dragon Clan's power.

"It was you. You killed Hei Qing." Zi Yan's eyebrows arched slightly, her killing intent hidden as she spoke coldly.

Hearing this, Hun Tiandi gave a strange smile and said softly, "Correct."

Upon hearing this, Zi Yan's expression darkened completely. With a movement of her body, a pair of massive Phoenix Wings, each the size of a palm, quickly unfurled from her back.

The Phoenix Wings fluttered slightly, and a terrifying power rippled out.

Whoosh...

It kicked up a monstrous gale, forming wind blades that swept toward Hun Tiandi.

The purple wind blades rotated as they moved. Wherever they passed, there was no disturbance in space; they glided through the air silently.

To manipulate spatial energy so perfectly—as expected of the Void Ancient Dragon's innate mastery over space.

Hun Tiandi's gaze remained indifferent. He watched the world-destroying wind blades without dodging or hiding.

Crack!

When the wind blades were still twenty feet away, the space behind Hun Tiandi cracked open, and a burly figure dressed in a Water-blue Dragon Robe stepped out.

He stood in front of Hun Tiandi with a deep gaze and a cold aura.

Boom!

He slowly reached out his right hand and suddenly clenched it. Those world-destroying wind blades shattered in an instant, vanishing before his eyes.

"Who is this scoundrel who dares to interfere in the affairs of my Ancient Dragon Clan!"

Facing the mysterious figure, Dragon Phoenix Zi Yan was also startled and shouted sharply.

"Void Ancient Dragon? Heh, a self-deprecating dragon bloodline, a contaminated dragon bloodline—how tragic and lamentable." The newcomer was none other than Ao Chuang, his golden eyes staring at Zi Yan.

"Who exactly are you?" Zi Yan questioned.

The newcomer's aura was unfathomable; his strength was likely not inferior to hers.

From him, she felt a pure True Dragon's Majesty, an aura that even her father, the Dragon Phoenix Zhu Kun, never possessed.

Sensing the True Dragon Bloodline, the bloodline within Zi Yan's body roared as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

Which Saint powerhouse could Hun Tiandi have found to help him?

He possessed a vast majesty that Saint Leiyun had never felt before.

"Who are you?" Saint Leiyun asked coldly.

When did such a powerhouse emerge in the Central Plains?

The Black Robed Man confronting Saint Leiyun was naturally Wang Ku, while the figure confronting Dragon Phoenix Zi Yan was Ao Chuang.

"How rude. Before asking someone else, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?" Wang Ku said in a deep voice.

Hearing Wang Ku's words, Saint Leiyun felt a surge of anger. Who in the Central Plains didn't know him, Saint Leiyun? At least among those with some level of cultivation, he was known to all.

"Saint Leiyun of the Lei Clan. May I know your name, sir? And why do you assist this scoundrel?" Saint Leiyun asked.

People from all directions were stirred by Saint Leiyun's words.

"My name is Wang Ku. As for why I am here, it is naturally because His Majesty ordered me to be here," Wang Ku said indifferently.

"Subordinate? A Saint powerhouse is Hun Tiandi's subordinate?"

Slap...

Quite a few people slapped themselves.

"It's not a dream; this is real."

"What the hell, this is too crazy. Even if Hun Tiandi is a prominent figure in the Central Plains, it shouldn't be this exaggerated!"

"This is fake; I don't believe it."

"Fake my ass! Try finding a Saint powerhouse to act as your shill and see if anyone even pays attention to you."

Everyone talked at once, criticizing each other. Hun Tiandi's plans were immense, no longer limited to humans or the Skeleton Clan, and even magical beast families were within his consideration.

In today's world, which Fortune Dynasty, which Holy Land, or which power would dare to use a Saint powerhouse as a general?

The Dazheng Dynasty, a third-rate dynasty, yet its strength had reached a level that terrified the top powers of the Central Plains.

Hun Tiandi, a sovereign of his generation—today's events would surely spread throughout the Central Plains.

Just then, another figure stepped out from the Lei Clan's main hall—a middle-aged man in a white robe with a transcendent aura.

He was a powerhouse of the Gu Clan, the Second Commander of the Black Annihilation Army, Saint Gu Xing.

"Hahaha, even if you can recruit two Saint powerhouses, can you recruit a third?"

"With Saint Gu Xing here, it is enough to suppress you."

Saint Leiyun spoke arrogantly, as if he could already see Hun Tiandi being suppressed. A Saint powerhouse was enough to start a sect, and even in powers like the Ancient Eight Clans, they were the foundation of their heritage.

Boom!

With every step Saint Gu Xing took, his aura grew stronger. His Dou Qi flowed, drawing in the energy of heaven and earth and creating tides, fully displaying the majesty of a Saint powerhouse.

"I am Gu Xing, from the Gu Clan," Saint Gu Xing said indifferently.

Hun Tiandi's gaze was indifferent. He leaned his long blade against the ground and looked at Saint Gu Xing with deep eyes.

He slowly spoke: "It doesn't matter where you come from. What matters is that if you withdraw now, I can act as if nothing happened."

"Wow... This is a threat, an absolute threat." The crowd erupted in a wave of sound.

Coming to this grand wedding today was truly worth it; it was an eye-opener.

"Oh? You still have a Saint powerhouse who has yet to act?" Saint Gu Xing said with surprise.

Buzz!

The space rippled, and an old man stepped out from behind Hun Tiandi. His aura was powerful, even stronger than Saint Gu Xing's.

The newcomer was none other than Elder Dan, Dan Chenzi.

He stood in front of Hun Tiandi, blocking the Gu Clan's Saint, Gu Xing.

"There really is another..." This scene left Gu Xing astonished. Just how many trump cards did this young man have?

"Let's attack together! Stop wasting time; the Emperor of Daxuan is still waiting for the wedding..." Saint Leiyun said angrily.

He couldn't wait any longer. A perfectly good killing trap had turned into this.

Soon, after his remaining three Saint powerhouses were blocked by Hun Tiandi's subordinates, Saint Leiyun was furious and stopped holding back.

Then, two more Saint powerhouses stepped out of the hall, both experts belonging to the Daxuan Heavenly Dynasty.

Hun Tiandi looked at this scene with an indifferent expression, thinking in his heart...