432: The Eight Dragon Lords deter foreign enemies

“What nonsense are you spouting, fire-wielder? Get lost!” Jie Zhu acted without hesitation, knowing he couldn't delay any longer and had to move quickly.

The World of the Undead unfolded, and countless ancient bone dragons soared out. This move was undoubtedly a provocation and insult to the Lord of War, and Jie Zhu specifically released the bone dragons to enrage him. As expected, the Lord of War was instantly ignited with fury.

Such open defiance, no normal person could tolerate it, let alone the irritable Lord of War.

Lord of War

Each of those bone dragons had been his people in Life.

“You're courting death!” The Lord of War roared, his body erupting like a volcano, flames burning fiercely, his rage engulfing the entire space.

The World of War at this moment displayed boundless power, beginning to incinerate everything, forming a stark contrast with Jie Zhu's World of the Undead.

Jie Zhu was not afraid, knowing well that this battle would be a Life-and-death struggle.

“What are you waiting for? I'll hold back this powder keg; you go ruin their plans.” Jie Zhu transmitted his message to the others, hoping they could take the opportunity to disrupt the World of Dark Dragon.

The other three nodded, combining their strength to charge towards the World of Dark Dragon, aiming to shatter the Lord of Dark Dragon's defenses.

Just then, a gentle breeze swept by, and the three Zunzhes were involuntarily shifted far away.

They were surprised to find that the change in their position was completely beyond their control, and all of this was due to the subtle manipulation of the newly arrived existence.

“Lord of Wind, what a skillful move.”

Jingling Zunzhe praised.

This time, she chose to act and block Lord of Wind.

Lord of Wind had arrived, but no one saw her figure; only Jingling Zunzhe, relying on her perception of Life energy, could sense her presence.

The World of Life unfolded, countless plants growing wildly, engulfing the elusive breeze, seemingly trying to trap it.

Agares and War God King were about to make their move.

But they were blocked by intense Space-Time power.

The distorted Space-Time was like a mirror, firmly trapping them.

“This is? The Space-Time Twins, Lord of Space-Time and Lord of Time.” Agares said, word by word.

The figure of a two-headed dragon appeared.

“Agares, haven't you learned your lesson from last time?” Lord of Space-Time taunted.

“War, such a petty trick is too ridiculous.” Lord of Time scoffed.

Lord of Space-Time, the twins, the strongest existence among dragons.

Agares and War God King were extremely wary.

Even their combined strength was no match for this one.

Jingling Zunzhe and Jie Zhu secretly cursed their bad luck, stopped their attacks, and returned to Agares and War God King's side.

The Lord of War still wanted to pursue, but was persuaded by the gentle breeze.

“Hmph, just for A-Feng’s sake, I'll spare your lives.” The Lord of War said unhappily.

He came to Lord of Space-Time's side.

Lord of Space-Time was a single entity, immensely powerful, and all Dragon Lords looked to him for leadership.

“Get lost, or you'll leave your lives behind.”

Lord of Space-Time was extremely domineering.

Two-headed dragons were not uncommon in the dragon race, born with a one in a hundred thousand probability.

Every two-headed dragon, as long as it resolved its internal conflict, was undeniably the strongest existence.

The pinnacle of two-headed dragons was undoubtedly Lord of Space-Time.

He could fight one against four or even more.

Among the Zunzhes, he was also undeniably one of the strongest.

Agares was nothing in front of him; even the First Demon God Baal would have to think twice before facing him.

He was also slightly inferior.

So, facing the dominant Lord of Space-Time, they didn't dare to utter a single word.

“Lord of Space-Time, you are too arrogant.” A Wizard's figure appeared.

Seeing him, Agares and the other three breathed a sigh of relief.

“Agu Ru, are you sure you want to make a move?”

Who the Wizard was, everyone present knew.

The Purgatory Wizard Agu Ru.

Master of extraordinary alchemy, his alchemy skills were exquisite, and the most famous incident was his refining of a Lesser World that was about to ascend to a Great World.

This act was shocking, making all Great Worlds feel insecure.

Fearing that this one might plot against them.

Even Heaven and Hell constantly monitored his movements.

Now that this formidable existence appeared, they were relieved; the dragons were the ones who should be having a headache.

Lord of Space-Time indeed had a headache.

The Purgatory Wizard was an existence on the same level as him and not easy to deal with.

“This kind of Life is very worth studying; I am very interested.” Agu Ru spoke.

He didn't care about positions or anything like that.

Even if the Wizard World was destroyed, he wouldn't care.

But that peculiar existence that was born excited him; his blood was boiling.

“If I study him, will I be able to break through the shackles of the world?” He thought to himself.

“Impossible, don't think too much; this is not something you can touch.” Lord of Space-Time's eyes were filled with danger.

Powerful Space-Time energy erupted.

The other Dragon Lords who were still on their way were instantly summoned to his side.

“How boring; your method of summoning your little brothers is truly disgusting.” The Purgatory Wizard instantly disappeared.

The general situation was lost; stalemating was a waste of time, better to go and research more.

As for Agares and the others, what did it matter to him?

With the Dragon Lords gathered and the strongest Agu Ru having fled, their anger was naturally vented on Agares and the other three.

“Damn it, that Purgatory guy ran too fast.”

“No loyalty.”

The four were beaten and scattered, running for their lives.

Even the strongest Agares was no exception.

Lord of Space-Time exerted his power, vowing to teach them a profound lesson.

Agares, being the strongest, ran the fastest, escaping the pursuit after abandoning a few World fragments.

War and Jingling Zunzhe were next; they also paid some price and left.

But Jie Zhu was miserable; the summoner was surrounded by a group of giant dragons, with nowhere to run.

“Save me.” Jie Zhu cried out.

Jie Zhu's World of the Undead was shattered, and if no one else intervened, a Zunzhe-level expert would fall.

A dark bone claw suddenly appeared.

It grabbed Jie Zhu and disappeared into the void.

“The Bone King has made a move; stop the pursuit. Protecting that little fellow is more important.” Lord of Space-Time spoke.

That Bone King guy was slightly inferior to him, but his methods were bizarre; his abilities transcended the Three Realms and were not within the Five Elements, making all restraints ineffective against him.

The Dragon Lords returned to the Shadow Realm.

“That was satisfying; I haven't beaten anyone up in a long time.”

“It's a pity the Bone King intervened; otherwise, we could have slain a Zunzhe today. It's been a long time since a Zunzhe-level existence fell.”

“It's not that easy. For a Zunzhe to fall is as difficult as ascending to heaven. They are hard to kill themselves, and they have forces behind them. If we can heavily injure them, we've already made a huge profit.”

“Yes, the least injured Agares will still need 100,000 years to fully recover. As for Jie Zhu, that little skeleton, it will probably be difficult for him to recover without hundreds of millions of years.”

A Zunzhe's Lesser World is very difficult to destroy, but once it is destroyed, recovering is very troublesome.

Because there are too few treasures that can affect a world.

Even Zunzhes don't possess many.

So they can only rely on self-healing.

“Let's go see that little fellow.”

All the Dragon Lords agreed.

They transformed into dragon-human forms, entered the Shadow Realm, and curiously looked at Little White.