203: The ancient dragon clan subdued Ao Qing!

Boom!

The sound of an earth-shattering explosion rang out.

That seemingly terrifying torrent of natural disaster was actually shattered by Xiao Fan's desperate punch!

"What?!"

Zhao Feng's expression changed: "What medicine did this kid take? To be able to explode with such power?"

"Don't panic! That's a forbidden medicine, it won't last long!"

Meng Qianqiu sneered: "Nightmare—Dream Entry!"

An eerie ripple attacked once again.

But just then...

"Blood Soul Banner, rise!"

Xiao Fan once again sacrificed that small, pitch-black banner.

Wuwuwu—

Countless vengeful souls rushed out of the banner, transforming into a black barrier that actually blocked Meng Qianqiu's nightmare power.

"Now's the time!"

"Blood Escape!"

Xiao Fan seized this split-second opening, his entire being transforming into a streak of bloody light. With an incredible speed, he instantly broke through the trio's encirclement and fled frantically toward the depths of the Myriad Dragon Nest.

"Chase! Don't let him get away!"

Zhao Feng was exasperated, and the three immediately turned into streaks of light to pursue him... Meanwhile.

At a spatial node outside the Myriad Dragon Nest.

Rip!

Space was torn apart like silk cloth.

A slender figure in green robes stepped out from the void.

Lu Yuan looked at the independent Small World before him, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

"The True Dragon Clan's nest... found it."

Although this Small World was hidden extremely deep, it had nowhere to hide beneath his Golden Eyes of Truth.

"Enter."

Lu Yuan lifted his foot and directly penetrated the world barrier, descending into this realm.

This was a world filled with a primeval aura.

In the sky, several giant dragons, hundreds of zhang long, circled above the clouds, letting out ear-splitting dragon roars.

On the land, ancient trees reached for the heavens, and the Spiritual Qi was so dense it was almost palpable.

And in the center of the world, a golden dragon mountain ten thousand zhang high stood tall.

Boom!

The moment Lu Yuan descended.

At the peak of the dragon mountain, a terrifying Great Ascension Stage pressure suddenly awakened.

"Who dares to trespass into my True Dragon Clan's ancestral land?!"

Accompanied by a dragon roar filled with majesty and fury.

A Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, a thousand zhang long and covered in purple-gold scales with claws as sharp as heavenly blades, soared up from the dragon mountain.

Golden flames burned within its massive dragon eyes as it stared fixedly at Lu Yuan, who was suspended in mid-air.

True Dragon Clan Old Ancestor—Ao Qing!

Early Stage Mahayana!

"Human Race?"

Ao Qing sensed the aura on Lu Yuan that did not belong to the Yao Race, and the killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger: "A mere human, yet you dare come here to seek death?"

Roar!

Without any nonsense, he directly extended a massive dragon claw large enough to shroud the firmament, clawing down fiercely at Lu Yuan.

This claw didn't use any Divine Ability; relying solely on the True Dragon Clan's unparalleled physical strength, it was enough to crush stars and tear through the Void Realm!

Great Dao of Strength!

The True Dragon Clan were naturally the favorites of the Great Dao of Strength!

Facing this world-destroying strike.

Lu Yuan did not use any Magic Treasure, and he didn't even circulate the Chaos Law.

He just stood there quietly, watching the approaching dragon claw, a mocking curve playing on his lips.

"The Great Dao of Strength?"

"What a coincidence, I also know a thing or two about it!"

"Chaos Body—Open!"

Boom!

Lu Yuan's Chaos Body awakened.

His

body was small, but at this moment, the blood-qi power he erupted with was actually more vast and domineering than that of the thousand-zhang True Dragon!

"One Strength to Break All Laws!"

Lu Yuan simply threw a punch.

This punch condensed his Great Dao of Strength and further integrated the all-encompassing nature of the Chaos Body.

Bang!!!

One large and one small, two peerless forces collided fiercely in mid-air.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Then.

Crack!

A crisp sound of bone fracturing rang out.

The dragon claw that blotted out the sky actually shattered instantly like fragile porcelain before Lu Yuan's seemingly insignificant punch!

Golden dragon blood poured down like a rainstorm.

Aowu—

Ao Qing let out a pained wail, his massive body sent flying directly by the punch, smashing through dozens of large mountains before finally crashing into the ground, creating a bottomless giant pit.

One punch!

Just one punch!

The Primordial True Dragon, renowned for its Physical Body, was defeated!

"How... how is this possible..."

Ao Qing struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief.

He was a True Dragon! One of the races with the strongest Physical Bodies in the world!

To actually lose to a human in a contest of pure strength?

"You... what kind of monster are you?!"

Lu Yuan's figure flashed, appearing above Ao Qing's head, looking down at him from on high like a God King judging all living beings.

"Who I am is not important."

"What's important is that now, I give you two choices."

Lu Yuan's voice was indifferent and cold, echoing throughout the entire Small World.

"One, submit to me and become the Guardian Divine Beast of my Qingyun Dao Sect."

"Two, die, and the True Dragon Clan... will be exterminated."

Roar!!

"In your dreams!"

"My True Dragon Clan would rather die than submit!"

Around them, the True Dragon clansmen who were originally intimidated let out angry roars upon hearing this. Their eyes were bloodshot as they prepared to rush forward and fight to the death.

"Stop!"

Ao Qing suddenly shouted, stopping his clansmen's agitation.

Looking at Lu Yuan's emotionless golden eyes, a deep sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

He knew that the person before him would absolutely do as he said.

Moreover, the opponent had the strength to back it up!

Even he, a Great Ascension Stage Old Ancestor, couldn't withstand a single punch. What could the remaining clansmen do besides seek their own deaths if they rushed forward?

He was the guardian of the True Dragon Clan; his mission was to continue the race, not lead his people to extinction.

Whew...

Ao Qing let out a long dragon breath. The fierce light in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a deep sense of dejection and helplessness.

He slowly lowered his proud head, his massive body prostrating on the ground in a gesture of submission toward that small human figure.

"I... am willing to surrender."

This voice was filled with desolation and humiliation, but it also carried the resolve to ensure the survival of his race.

"Old Ancestor!"

The surrounding True Dragon clansmen cried out in grief, tears in their eyes, but they could only lower their heads in helplessness.

Lu Yuan watched this scene and nodded slightly, a flash of appreciation in his eyes.

One who understands the times is a wise man.

"Very well."

Lu Yuan raised his hand, and a profound rune emitting the aura of Chaos and spatial ripples condensed at his fingertip.

"Open your mind."

Ao Qing did not resist, allowing that rune to sink into his forehead and imprint itself deep within his Primordial Spirit.

This mark fused the Chaos Great Dao and the Great Dao of Space; unless a true Void Immortal intervened, no one could break it.

"Greetings... Master."

Ao Qing transformed into a burly man wearing golden armor, kneeling on one knee and bowing respectfully.

At this point.

The Primordial True Dragon Clan had all fallen under Lu Yuan's control!