443: True Dragon

"Boom!"

A phantom of the Thirty-Six Heavens appeared from Lu Chen's palm, contained within a single hand, and the light of Divine Power flowed. This hand, stretched forth, was truly holding up the Thirty-Six Heavens, and in an instant, it met the foot that Ming Wang stomped down.

The next moment, Ming Wang only felt boundless power coming from Lu Chen's palm, like the collapse of the Heavenly River, endless Weak Water flooding in, instantly suppressing all his Dharma Idols, and even his mana and Nascent Soul. Even his accompanying Spirit Treasure was firmly suppressed deep within his Sea of Consciousness, unable to move.

"How could his true form be so..." Ming Wang was greatly alarmed in his heart.

Under Lu Chen's hand, he was like a withered leaf thrown into the vast ocean. Not to mention fighting against the turbulent waves in the sea, even the casually surging seawater was enough to completely sink him.

However, Ming Wang no longer had time for alarm or regret.

Because when Lu Chen received the foot he stomped down from the sky, he had already grabbed Ming Wang's ankle and slowly said, "Who gave you the courage to ambush this Holy Son?"

As the words fell, Lu Chen's palm had already exerted force, lifting Ming Wang up and slamming him heavily onto the ground like a sandbag, causing the ground to crack open, revealing a pitch-black Abyssal, and causing the entire ground to shake.

Ming Wang was smashed until his head bled, and the various wondrous phenomena that had been bestowed upon him scattered completely. "Pfft!" He coughed up blood, but before he could speak.

Lu Chen had already spoken again: "With your utterly weak strength?"

"Boom!"

Ming Wang, covered in blood, was like a dead snake, held in Lu Chen's hand, and once again swung up and smashed heavily onto the ground.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

Subsequently, the sound of Ming Wang being smashed onto the ground was incessant. Lu Chen swung left and right, smashing Ming Wang to the left and then to the right.

The once imposing Ming Wang was already battered and broken, his teeth even smashed out and scattered all over the ground.

Not to mention Ming Wang himself, even Long Zhan, Shi Kongtong, and the others who dared not move felt their hearts ache just by watching.

It was too brutal!

And too terrifying!

What was terrifying was that the Ming Wang of the Sun Moon God Clan, with such terrifying strength, was like a fragile little chick in Lu Chen's hands.

It was unimaginable how astonishingly powerful Lu Chen's own strength would be.

The world only knew that when Lu Chen killed enemies, his true form never made a move. Those who made a move were either Puppets or his external manifestations, leading the world to believe that the strength of Lu Chen's true form might not be strong enough, or perhaps, his true form had too little combat experience.

And with insufficient combat experience, no matter how strong the strength, not much of it could be unleashed.

But now, looking at it, Lu Chen's true form was not only strong, but his combat experience was equally terrifying.

Because just now, even though Lu Chen only held up the sky with one hand, Shi Kongtong, Long Zhan, and the others clearly saw the shadows of various Divine Powers within it.

What did this indicate?

It indicated that Lu Chen's cultivation of Divine Powers had reached a state of perfection. Every move and action contained the power of Divine Power, and even in casual strikes, there could be several Divine Powers augmenting him.

It was no exaggeration to say that with Lu Chen's combat strength, it was not impossible for him to fight against those in the Ascension Realm across cultivation levels.

He was too strong, too strong, so strong it made people despair!

"So, it turns out the Holy Son's strength is not limited to just his external manifestations!" Zhuang Hao circulated his mana to recover from his injuries, while also watching with a tingling scalp.

His own Holy Son's true form was equally terrifyingly strong!

And extremely violent.

You ask why violent?

Look at the Ming Wang of the Sun Moon God Clan, who was almost smashed to death by Lu Chen. The ground was even scarred and riddled with deep Abyssal gorges created by Ming Wang being smashed into it, and the once imposing Ming Wang was now completely disfigured, like a dead dog in Lu Chen's hands.

One must know that he had only clashed with Ming Wang for a moment just now and was nearly severely injured. If the fight had continued, he would definitely have been killed by Ming Wang within three moves.

However, compared to his own Holy Son, Ming Wang could only be considered a weak and helpless mongrel.

"You are too weak!" Lu Chen let go of Ming Wang's ankle, whose bones were already pulverized, and grabbed Ming Wang's neck, lifting him up, about to bring him closer.

However, he saw that Ming Wang's head was even more shattered, with only a few pieces of flesh connected to a few fragments of bone remaining.

It was a bit disgusting, so he held him further away and was about to finish him off and collect him into the Nurturing Soldier Immortal Coffin.

But at this moment, a terrifying Immortal light suddenly surged from Ming Wang's shattered chest.

'There's still a trump card!' Lu Chen was not surprised.

For creatures with great potential like those from the Sun Moon God Clan, they were the most precious treasures to both the Heaven Day Race and Heaven Yin races. How could they not leave them with trump cards?

However, minor clans were ultimately minor clans. Even if Immortals had definitely been born among them in the past, they were absolutely no match for a colossal entity like the Dongxu Immortal Mansion, let alone the Demon Clan.

"Your trump card can't save you either." Lu Chen waved his hand, and from his body, another Lu Chen walked out and took the dying Ming Wang.

The next instant, the Immortal light brewing within Ming Wang's shattered chest completely erupted, transforming into a blurry Immortal.

"Boom!"

The blurry Immortal stretched out its large hand and struck out instantly. Its speed was incredibly fast, as if it had crossed space and blurred the light and shadow, yet it didn't cause even a ripple.

This was the most terrifying aspect.

Because the power of this strike was condensed to the extreme by this Immortal, contained entirely within one hand. Once the Immortal power in this hand erupted, even the great sun would be shattered.

"Boom!"

At the same moment, 'Lu Chen's' palm opened up, transforming into a golden Dragon Claw. The terrifying Dragon Might spread out and collided with the Immortal hand, erupting with terrifying Immortal power.

At this moment, the entire Immortal Path seemed to be shaken by it, and the Void was unstable, violently fluctuating.

"That is..." Dragon Jumie and Long Zhan's hearts suddenly pounded: "Five-Clawed... True Dragon!"

As descendants of the Dragon's Nine Sons, they were all too familiar with this kind of Dragon Might, and at the same time, they were terrified to the bone.

The characteristic of Dragon Might was originally to awe all living beings in the world, and those with the Dragon Bloodline whose Realms were inferior to a True Dragon were even more so. They would be directly suppressed on the spot, or even suppressed and killed.

"His external manifestation is a true Five-Clawed True Dragon!" They were scared out of their wits.

Had they not already summoned their own trump cards and had Immortal power to resist, just this one blow might have severely injured them with this True Dragon's power.

The others, Emperor Inclination of the Golden Crow Clan and Shi Kongtong of the God Clan, were not doing much better. Under this Dragon Might, even their breathing was stagnant. Had they not had trump cards, they would not have fared well either.

And the Great Fiend and Hidden Hill of the Shadow Kill Clan, who had not yet used their trump cards, actually exploded under this True Dragon's Dragon Might, shattering into a wisp of green smoke and disappearing without a trace, leaving only a scream.

"True Dragon!" The 'Immortal' that walked out of Ming Wang's chest murmured, clearly also greatly frightened.

'How can there be a True Dragon in the Human Realm?!'

This was a True Dragon!

An existence that could fight Immortals in its infancy, and the True Dragon that was Lu Chen's external manifestation before them was clearly in its infancy. It had not yet become an Immortal, but it could fight Immortals!