98: Chapter 98 You dare to smash my ship? I don't care if you're a dragon or a worm, get down here!

The void, which had been filled with howling winds and exploding thunder, seemed to have its pause button pressed at this moment.

The Crimson Flame Dragon, hiding beneath the flying boat, was currently like a frightened quail. Through a gap in the flying boat's defensive formation, it stared wide-eyed with its vertical pupils, fixed on the scene above.

Its already small brain had now completely short-circuited.

What was it seeing?

That Dragon Princess, known as the strongest physical combatant of the Demon Realm's younger generation and famous for her violence—her full-force Dragon Tail Swing had actually been caught with one hand... by a seemingly frail human youth?

Moreover, it was caught with such casual ease, as if he were merely catching a falling leaf!

"How... how is this possible?!"

High in the sky, Long Aoxue's massive silver dragon eyes were similarly filled with disbelief.

As a pure-blooded descendant of the Ancient Void Dragon, she possessed absolute confidence in her physical strength.

That strike just now, while not using her full power, was enough to shatter a thousand-fathom divine mountain. Never mind a human Half-Saint of the same level; even those Demon Saints known for their physical prowess wouldn't dare to arrogantly take it head-on like this.

But this human before her...

Not only had he caught it, but the counter-shock force traveling from his palm actually made her tailbone go numb, and even her scales throbbed with pain.

"Since you're here, why be in such a hurry to leave?"

Just as Long Aoxue was in shock, Xu Chen's slightly languid voice clearly reached her ears.

Xu Chen's five fingers were like hooks, digging deep into those silver dragon scales that were as hard as divine iron.

"Princess, while that tail strike of yours didn't hurt anyone, it did frighten my beloved concubine. Furthermore..."

Xu Chen looked up at the massive dragon head above, his lips curling into a cold arc.

"You scratched the paint on this Young Master's flying boat."

"Shouldn't we settle this debt?"

"Presumptuous!"

Long Aoxue snapped back from her shock and instantly flew into a rage.

As a member of the Demon Realm's royal family, when had she ever been so slighted? Especially by a human who, in her eyes, was like an ant!

"Despicable human, let go!"

She let out a furious roar as the torrential demon power within her body surged wildly. Her massive dragon body thrashed violently in the air, trying to pull her tail out of Xu Chen's hand.

With this struggle, how could the force be anything less than tens of millions of catties?

The surrounding void instantly shattered, and black spatial cracks spread like a spiderweb.

To Long Aoxue's horror, no matter how hard she pulled, Xu Chen's hand was as if welded to her tail, remaining completely motionless.

He just stood there quietly on the deck, his white robes as pure as snow, his posture as upright as a pine tree. He allowed the storm to rage around him, remaining as steady as a mountain.

"Too little strength."

Xu Chen shook his head, a flash of disappointment in his eyes.

"This is the so-called True Dragon's strength? It seems it's only fit for turning a millstone."

"You're looking for death!!!"

This sentence, filled with humiliating implications, completely ignited Long Aoxue's fury.

"Roar—"

She opened her bloody maw, and deep within her throat, a ball of blinding silver light gathered frantically. That was the innate divine ability of the Ancient Void Dragon clan—Void Dragon Breath!

If this breath were to blast down, the entire flying boat along with everyone inside would be instantly exiled into the endless chaotic void, leaving not even a bone behind.

"Waner, step back."

Facing this dragon breath capable of destroying heaven and earth, Xu Chen was not only unruffled but even had the leisure to pull Nangong Waner behind him for protection.

The next moment.

His gaze changed.

In his eyes, which were originally as deep as the starry sky, a brilliant purple hue suddenly erupted.

Boom!

An ancient, vast, and supremely noble aura exploded from his seemingly thin body.

Hongmeng Creation Origin Body, fully unleashed!

If Long Aoxue's pressure was a rushing river, then the aura Xu Chen released at this moment was the boundless ocean that embraced all things yet suppressed all eternity.

Before this "Hongmeng Purple Qi" originating from the source of heaven and earth, Long Aoxue's proud "True Dragon Bloodline" actually produced a shudder from the depths of her soul.

It was the instinctive fear of an inferior towards a superior!

"This... what kind of physique is this?!"

The dragon breath Long Aoxue had gathered at her mouth was forcibly suppressed back by this pressure, causing her to cough repeatedly.

She discovered in terror that the demon power in her body had become sluggish, and her world-shaking strength was actually suppressed by a full thirty percent!

"I gave you a chance."

Xu Chen's voice became cold and majestic, like the judgment of a God-King from the nine heavens.

"Since you refuse to speak properly, then..."

"Get down!"

As those final two words were uttered.

Xu Chen's arm, which was gripping the dragon tail, suddenly exerted force.

Rumble!

He didn't use any fancy divine abilities; relying solely on the terrifying physical strength of the Hongmeng Creation Body, which was comparable to a young God-Fiend, he grabbed the dragon tail and yanked it down violently!

"No!!!"

Long Aoxue let out a terrified scream.

Her massive five-hundred-fathom dragon body was actually dragged down from the clouds like a kite by this tiny human!

The world spun.

Long Aoxue only felt an unmatched giant force strike her, making it impossible for her to control her own body.

Whoosh—

The massive dragon body sliced through the sky with an ear-piercing whistle, like a giant whip, being slammed onto the deck by Xu Chen.

"Too big, takes up too much space."

Xu Chen frowned slightly, his left hand forming a seal as he pointed from afar at the dragon body about to crash down.

"Suppress!"

The Emperor-grade formation on the flying boat instantly activated, transforming into a golden light net that enveloped the falling dragon body. Under the influence of this restrictive power, Long Aoxue's originally massive body was forced to shrink rapidly.

Finally.

Thud!

A muffled sound.

A silver "mini dragon" about two fathoms long crashed wretchedly onto the flying boat's spacious deck.

The hard Emperor-gold deck was smashed with several cracks, and silver dragon scales were scattered everywhere.

The dust settled.

Long Aoxue felt as if every bone in her body was falling apart, and her head was ringing. She struggled to lift her noble dragon head, wanting to fly up again.

However.

A foot wearing a black combat boot stepped ruthlessly onto her dragon horns, pinning the head she had just lifted back down to the deck.

"Princess."

Xu Chen looked down from above at this silver dragon, which, though wretched, still had eyes full of wildness. A faint smile played on his lips.

"Now."

"Can we calmly discuss the matter of compensation?"