297: Chapter 297 An Unexpected Day

"What... is that?"

"I can't see clearly, but it looks like a person."

"A person? Flying out of the Holy Lake, wouldn't that be Tang Long?"

"Tang Long isn't dead?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! The light he's emitting is the Power of the Sun. Look, some of the Alien God's warriors are melting!"

"Are we saved?"

"That is indeed Tang Long, but... he's flying higher and higher. I don't know where he's going."

The Blue Blood Clan members were momentarily pleasantly surprised, only to feel dejected the next.

Although an Elder confirmed Tang Long's identity, Tang Long, radiating brilliant golden light, was indeed flying higher and higher.

Even the black-and-white giant opposite them was staring unblinkingly at this little sun, its expression one of shock and suspicion.

The light Tang Long emitted was indeed pure Power of the Sun, and the sunlight contained a remarkably potent Law. Merely by shining, it could cause many low-level game entities to dissipate.

The giant was rather wary of this.

However, upon closer inspection, Tang Long's aura was not strong; it was far from being comparable to his own.

Furthermore, that tiny figure was flying higher and higher, seemingly with no intention of joining the battle, but rather... as if fleeing.

After watching for a while, he dove into the thick clouds and disappeared from sight.

The giant couldn't help but laugh, and with a reach of his hand, he grabbed Princess Lai Anniya.

"Is that little thing your husband, the legendary Saint? He is indeed somewhat interesting."

"But Saints are not like that; there cannot be such a weak Saint in this world."

"He is very timid, and he made a very wise choice to run away."

"Because there is a true Saint here—me! I am Badamon, a Saint under the Alien God, here today to exterminate the Blue Blood Clan and take that Dragon corpse..."

Before he could finish, he stopped.

Because he saw that the golden figure, which had already disappeared into the clouds, had suddenly reappeared.

The golden light washed over them, appearing even more dazzling than before, and a whole swath of the black army fell instantly.

But just a few seconds later, the figure dove back into the clouds.

Ten seconds later, he descended again.

After this repeated three or five times, Badamon really couldn't hold it together anymore.

He felt... as if the other party was toying with him.

Initially, he was somewhat wary of Tang Long's Law, and the Power of the Sun had a strong suppressive effect on the power bestowed by the Alien God. Besides, his goal today was just to wipe out the Blue Blood Clan and seize the Holy Dragon God's body, so he hadn't stopped Tang Long from 'fleeing'.

But Tang Long hadn't run away; instead, he was jumping back and forth in the clouds, clearly looking for trouble.

Badamon was suddenly furious. He raised his other black hand and immediately swiped in Tang Long's direction.

A giant black hand instantly appeared from the Void Realm, reaching straight for Tang Long.

However, Tang Long suddenly released an even stronger golden light, immediately piercing the giant hand with a thousand holes. And just as the black hand was closing, he suddenly accelerated, flashing back into the clouds.

Badamon's eyes instantly turned fierce. "Fine! Then I'll come and play with you!"

After speaking, he dropped Princess Lai Anniya, and his mountain-like body soared directly into mid-air, flying toward Tang Long.

At this moment, Tang Long was also very panicked.

The Great Sun Visualization Technique he had originally comprehended was extremely difficult to practice in this world where the Law of the Sun had been destroyed.

Even if one managed to barely get started, it would require a long time of arduous practice to achieve any slight success.

The Holy Dragon Power had an extremely strong catalytic and stimulating effect, which could shorten this process to a great extent.

And that was all.

This kind of achievement was inherently insufficient after all, and even if attained, it would certainly have major flaws.

However.

While his consciousness went to Earth, his physical body continued the baptism, and streams of small silver Dragons continuously entered his Qi universe.

The legendary Holy Dragon Power grew continuously within his body, constantly stimulating the most powerful power system within him—the Power of the Sun.

And his visualization on Earth simultaneously filled in the flaws in the Law of the Power of the Sun.

The completed Power of the Sun then generated immense vitality, which fed back into the Holy Dragon Power.

And the Holy Dragon Power, now possessing vitality, became even more powerful and enduring in its catalytic and stimulating effects.

Thus, these two mutually reinforcing Law forces caused the Sun Spirit core in his Qi universe to expand more and more.

Fortunately, he only had three Sun Stones, so the source was limited, and the stimulating effect of the Holy Dragon Power was likewise limited.

It was also fortunate that his consciousness returned quickly; otherwise, his body would not have been able to withstand the tyrannical Power of the Sun, and he would have exploded sooner or later.

But when he returned, that large bubble in his Qi universe had turned completely golden, almost filling the entire Qi universe.

He immediately tried his best to release this Sun Spirit Energy.

However, other Cultivation Techniques were of no help at all in venting the Sun Spirit Energy.

He could only use the method from the Great Sun Visualization Technique to emit it through the pores of his entire body.

But this method had one characteristic, which was—it would make him fly.

So he took off from the lake and flew higher and higher.

When he first took off, to be honest, he was a little excited; after all, who doesn't have a dream of flying?

However, when he discovered he could only fly upwards, and that if he stopped for even a moment, the core of his Qi universe would expand again, that excitement immediately vanished.

At this rate, he might even end up outside the atmosphere.

If he could judge how much Sun Spirit Energy was left by then, and slowly descend, that would be acceptable.

But what if it was like pulling the plug?

What was even more fucked up was that after only two or three hours, a fight had broken out here again.

And there was a black-and-white-faced giant who, for some reason, suddenly locked onto him and flew straight toward him.

This guy looked even scarier than Xu Chaoyang's father; he definitely wasn't a pushover.

There had already been enough accidents today; his life really couldn't take such tossing and turning.

So...

Damn it, stop trying to control it, time to summon a god!

"Wahahahaha, little buddy Tang Long!"

"You finally called me out to play!"

"You don't know, staying in that hellhole of Suviman was about to bore me to death."

"Eh? Why do you have the power of that old thief, the Sun God, on you? And this stench is... who is it again?"

"Besides, how did you run into Ilya's doghouse? It's only been a few thousand years, what have you been through?"

"Wait! Tell me first, who is that fat guy opposite? Why does he look so familiar?"

"Is he your friend?"

With the God Descent activated, Tang Long did stop in mid-air, but he felt as if a great mountain had suddenly been pressed upon him.

It felt as if every muscle was no longer listening to him; even the slightest movement felt like it would cause a cramp.

The Mad God came up with such a long-winded bunch of questions, but he couldn't even answer half of them.

Seeing the black-and-white giant clap his hands from a distance, with two giant black and white hand shadows pressing in from both sides like two massive walls, Tang Long roared with all his might.

"He's an enemy! Help me kill him!"

The Mad God didn't react.

Tang Long's heart cried out that he was done for.

He knew the Mad God was unreliable, but he didn't expect him to be this unreliable.

Watching those two giant hands slamming toward him, he had no choice but to immediately activate Invincibility.

Amidst the loud noise, large swaths of clouds were rolled away by the impact.

Fortunately, the Divine Guard was still very effective, and he was completely unharmed.

And at this moment, the Mad God actually burst into laughter.

"I remember now! That smell on you is the Dragon God! That old guy was actually not bad, just too stupid and too stubborn, insisting on being buried with the Sun God."

Who asked you about that?

Tang Long was simply speechless, worried to death.

But he immediately sent a mental message, "Lord Kovaf! He is a subordinate of the Alien God, and he wants to kill me!"

"I know, I know, I remember."

"This guy is named Badamon, and he is a Saint of the Alien God."

"You tell me, isn't the Alien God despicable?"

"He's an outsider, and as soon as he arrived in this world, he immediately started copying others by creating some Saint; I look down on him from the bottom of my heart!"

Tang Long was so anxious his brain felt like it was cramping, "We can discuss whether the Alien God is despicable later, please just help me kill him first, My Lord!"

"That won't do."

"Since he is also a Saint, it is not convenient for me to take action."

"The opponents of the gods can only be each other; taking action against ordinary beings is a very shameless act. Things below must be left to those below; otherwise, what would Saints be for?"

"You are my Saint, so you have to fight this battle."

"My Lord, are you joking? Didn't you take action against the Red God's priest last time?"

"That time, he attacked me first."

"This black-and-white face attacked you first too!"

"It's different; that time, Suviman was manipulating things from behind the scenes. And back then, I didn't have a Saint, so I had to do it myself."

Tang Long's face twitched; he felt... that made so much sense, but his heart was so tired.

"But I'm only at Qi Manipulation, how could I possibly be this guy's opponent? I can't win at all!"

The Mad God laughed again, "Don't worry! Although I cannot take action directly, I can bestow Divine Power upon you!"

"Your body is much stronger than that doggy's; you can definitely withstand it."

"As long as you have that, defeating this fat guy will be a piece of cake."

"And it will be very interesting!"

Listening to the Mad God's gibberish, Tang Long's scalp tingled. He wanted to urge Him not to mess around, as it was easy to get himself killed.

But just at this moment, Badamon opposite him also spoke.

"Your Excellency, are you... Lord Kovaf?"

"I am Badamon, a Saint under the Alien God; please forgive the slight misunderstanding just now, Lord God."

"May I ask, Lord God, are you... going to interfere in the affairs of the Ice Wind Realm? This seems to be the territory of the White God, right?"

The Mad God immediately snorted angrily. A massive divine form suddenly appeared, far more exaggerated than that previous God Descent of the Mad God; the figure covered half the sky, and then He demanded.

"Little fatty, are you trying to teach me how to do things?"

Badamon shivered in fear.

He hadn't expected that Tang Long was actually a Saint, and a Saint of the Mad God at that.

Although the Mad God was crazy and not good at fighting, He was still a true God after all!

Now the other party had performed a direct God Descent, and he had stupidly slapped him.

The opposing Saint hadn't even been scratched; what kind of situation was this?

Clearly, He was protecting his own!

He had even entered the fray personally!

At the very least, the Alien God had never blocked any attacks for them.

Although there was a divine covenant among the gods, and even when confronting the Alien God, there were unwritten rules of engagement, but could you expect a madman to follow contract rules?

He was terrified that the Mad God would fly into a rage and, disregarding all martial ethics, slap him back.

In this situation, it would be a stroke of luck just to leave alive!

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare! What I meant was, if you intend to interfere, I will leave immediately!"

The Mad God snorted angrily again, "You attacked my Saint, and even attacked my God Descent! You want to leave just like that as if nothing happened?"

Badamon thought he was done for.

If this madman was determined to kill him, even if the Alien God were to arrive in person, He might not be able to stop it.

What kind of fate is this?

During the last Holy War, he encountered the strongest Saint of Yuanwu and was severely injured, almost losing his life.

After recuperating for a full ten thousand years, the wounds had just healed, and he thought he'd come to bully the White God, who had no Saint in the world, only to run into a Mad God again.

Dying at His hands would definitely be miserable!

Thinking of this madman's methods, Badamon felt even more fear in his heart.

And at this moment, the Mad God said again: "According to the ancient divine covenant, I will let my Saint teach you a lesson!"

Badamon was completely bewildered.

Tang Long was also completely bewildered.