503: The Battle of the Dragon Clan (Part 2)

“Heh, so you couldn’t hide it after all?”

Chu Ying had discovered the Great Saint Realm Old Ancestor hidden in the dark from the beginning, but he hadn't made a fuss about it.

Since the Dragon God Clan members didn't intend to trade properly, he didn't need to be merciful.

Seed Demon Sword!

Grass Character Sword Secret!

Dou Zi Magic Verse!

…

In a flash of lightning, Sword Qi roared and boiled, and its sharp aura tore apart the bodies of the Dragon God Clan Half-Step Great Saints, causing blood to flow freely.

No matter how thick the dragon scales of these Divine Dragons were, they couldn't withstand Chu Ying's Sword Qi onslaught.

“I’ll take these ten Saint Weapons!”

Chu Ying wrapped his left arm around Feng Yuan's slender waist, leaped up, and transformed into a ghostly stream of light, instantly appearing before the Dragon God Clan Half-Step Great Saints, striking later but arriving first!

Clang!

The Sword Qi swept through, instantly enveloping the floating Saint Weapons; this was Chu Ying's true goal.

“You're seeking death by trying to take the Saint Weapons!”

The seventeen Half-Step Great Saints exuded monstrous killing intent, their auras even linked together. It seemed they had secretly formed an array beforehand, having anticipated that Chu Ying's strength would be formidable, or that other powerful individuals might assist him, so they had prepared in advance.

Their combined power had reached the true Great Saint level, a formidable tier within the early Great Saint stage.

However, Chu Ying didn't even blink, charging directly towards the ten Saint Weapons.

“Yuan'er, take them!”

Chu Ying called out softly, then backhanded a Seed Demon Sword strike towards the Half-Step Great Saint Divine Dragons.

Feng Yuan threw out the mysterious emperor seat, and terrifying Imperial Might swept forth, instantly suppressing the ten restless Saint Weapons.

She waved her jade hand, conjuring a cloud that enveloped the Saint Weapons, collecting them in an instant.

As for those Divine Dragons?

They were directly sent flying by Chu Ying's Sword Qi, spitting blood in mid-air!

“Husband, I’ve collected them all!”

Feng Yuan placed the ten Saint Weapons and the mysterious emperor seat into her storage ring. This way, even if the Saint Weapons had Dragon God Clan marks on them, they wouldn't cause any trouble.

She tightly embraced Chu Ying's waist. In this battlefield where waves surged and the aftershocks of Half-Step Great Saint Realm power raged, she appeared particularly delicate and vulnerable.

But it was at this moment that the Dragon God Clan's Great Saint Realm Old Ancestor had already rescued Long Teng and appeared in the distance.

Above his head were a pair of crimson dragon horns, like blood and blazing flames, and his aura was incredibly scorching.

This Divine Dragon was the Flame Dragon Old Ancestor of the Dragon God Clan.

“Flame Dragon Old Ancestor! The Saint Weapons have been snatched by this brat!”

The Half-Step Great Saint Divine Dragons who had flown back were all filled with righteous indignation and immense humiliation.

This human Cultivator, accompanied by a woman whose cultivation was merely that of a three-step Saint Lord, fought them with only one hand on his sword, and yet he still repelled them.

This was an utter disgrace!

“You, kneel and submit to my Dragon God Clan, and I shall spare your life.”

The terrifying Flame Dragon Old Ancestor's gaze was indifferent, looking at Chu Ying as if he were already dead.

“Hahaha! You?”

Chu Ying swept a disdainful glance at the Flame Dragon; he was merely a Great Saint Realm mid-stage.

Just a Great Saint Realm mid-stage, and he couldn't kill him?

“Husband, this old Divine Dragon has probably been asleep for too long; he still thinks this is their era.”

Feng Yuan, in his embrace, chuckled lightly, her tone quite provocative.

“I can guarantee that if this old Divine Dragon dares to make a move, Husband can cut him down with a single strike.”

Feng Yuan turned her head to look at Chu Ying, her beautiful eyes blazing, filled with infinite trust in Chu Ying. Her Husband… his strength must be unfathomable, whether it was his explosive power, his endurance, or the speed of his sword strikes…

Chu Ying's lips curled upwards, and he nodded with a light laugh, “Indeed!”

At the same time, Chu Ying's gaze became increasingly disdainful, appearing exceptionally arrogant.

This made the Half-Step Great Saint Divine Dragons on the opposite side nearly explode with rage.

“Hmph! What right does a yellow-haired girl have to speak so wildly?”

“Even if you are a Nine Heavens Cave Monster, what then? A Genius who hasn’t grown up isn’t a Genius!”

“Geniuses also die young!”

The purple-robed old man coldly roared.

At this moment, the Flame Dragon Old Ancestor spoke: “You can cut me down with one sword?”

His indifferent gaze fell upon Chu Ying and Feng Yuan, growing colder, yet still filled with mockery and a condescending disdain.

He had cultivated for over four thousand years, reaching the mid-stage of the Great Saint, his cultivation incredibly solid.

Among Great Saints of the same level, his strength was absolutely top-tier. Even Great Saint Realm mid-stage Cultivators from the Eastern Continent Holy Palace or Nine Heavens Holy Palace of the same era were defeated opponents before him.

And yet…

How dared this young human in front of him claim to cut him down with one sword?

“If you don’t believe me, you can try.”

Chu Ying's eyes flickered with cold killing intent and a hint of amusement. Since the Dragon God Clan had already been offended, they might as well be beaten to death. Fighting one Purple Flame Clan was fighting, and fighting another Dragon God Clan was also fighting.

As the saying goes, if you have too many lice, you don't feel the itch!

…

On the island closest to the battle between Chu Ying and the Dragon God Clan, all the Cultivators watched the battlefield in unison, revealing expressions of shock and awe.

They witnessed Long Teng, the Young Clan Leader of the Dragon God Clan, having his arm severed, and they also witnessed how the Nine Heavens Cave Monster and his companion, just two people, could engage the Dragon God Clan so calmly, without falling into any disadvantage.

“Is this the legendary Nine Heavens Cave Monster? He's terrifying! How can he contend with those Half-Step Great Saints? Those are Dragon God Clan Half-Step Great Saints, not some who broke through by chance…”

“This Nine Heavens Cave Monster even brought a woman! It looks like he’s not even using his full strength, as if he’s toying with the Dragon God Clan!”

“Incredible… Is he the only Nine Heavens Cave Monster of this era? If so, it’s no wonder his strength is so terrifying. Perhaps in this era, all young Tianjiao will have to revere him! This is a young Supreme… no, a figure who surpasses a young Supreme!”

Many Tianjiao who had just broken through to the one-step Saint Lord felt a chasm-like gap when compared to that person, a distance as vast as between heaven and earth.

In the restaurant, Guo Wufeng, the Nine Heavens Cave Monster of the Eastern Continent Holy Palace, known as the Son of the Great Dao, sighed:

“To live in the same era as this person is our sorrow. As long as this person lives, we young Cultivators will never have a chance to rise.”

His words resonated deeply with many Tianjiao.

Most of them were still at the Divine Power Realm completion or had just entered the one-step Saint Lord Realm not long ago. They hadn't truly become strong individuals within the Saint Lord Realm. Even a very small number had reached three-step Saint Lord or four-step Saint Lord, but they were far from being dominant in the Saint Lord Realm.

Yet, that Nine Heavens Cave Monster had already stepped out of the Saint Lord Realm! He had reached the higher Half-Step Great Saint, and even seemed to dare to confront a Great Saint…

How could such a gap not be suffocating? Not be despairing?

“I wonder who he is?”

A clear, pleasant voice softly murmured. It was Li Yuhan, one of the Nine Heavens Cave Monsters recruited by the Eastern Continent Holy Palace this time, possessing the Innate Weak Water Holy Body!

Li Yuhan had a waterfall of ice-blue hair reaching her waist, her pupils like frost and the Milky Way, and her face was delicate and exquisite, making her a rare beauty.

At this moment, she gazed distantly at the figure in the sea battlefield.

Although she couldn't clearly see his face, she imagined he must be an incredibly handsome and valiant man.