474: Chapter 474 Cause and effect, effect begets cause, cause and effect are endless.

Not far away, a dozen heavily injured figures were cornered in one spot.

They were Long Yin's fellow disciples; the Junior Sister who had tearfully told him not to leave was among them.

Their clothes were stained with blood, their hair disheveled; some were unconscious, while others struggled to keep their eyes open.

"Master..."

A weak, thready cry rang out.

"Release the Sect Master!"

"You monster..."

They struggled to crawl up, only to be slapped back to the ground by a palm. They could only watch helplessly as blood and tears streamed from their eyes at the figure held by the throat.

"Here..."

Meng Song's voice squeezed out from his throat, intermittent, "There is no... Dragon..."

"Is that so?"

Zhuang Xu smiled, a smile devoid of any warmth.

"Then you shall die."

He tightened his five fingers.

The Master's face turned from crimson to purple, his legs kicking feebly in the air.

"Master—!!"

The cries of the Senior and Junior Sisters tore through the sea of fire.

Right at that moment—

"Let go of my Master!"

A roar exploded from within the sea of fire.

Immediately after, a figure shot out like an arrow, his fist wind enveloped in Dragon Qi, punching directly at Zhuang Xu's face.

Zhuang Xu didn't even lift an eyelid.

The Void Realm behind him shook, and a giant hand formed by Heaven and Earth Law manifested.

Carrying a momentum that crushed everything, it slapped directly onto that figure.

Boom!

The figure flew backward like a broken kite, smashing through three ruined pillars before finally crashing heavily into the rubble.

Zhuang Xu withdrew his Heaven and Earth Law, but his brow furrowed slightly.

The feeling was wrong.

Logically, under this palm strike, an ordinary junior should have been turned into meat paste.

But just now, it felt like he had hit some kind of refined iron.

He turned his head to look at the ruins.

Rocks tumbled, and dust filled the air.

A figure slowly stood up.

It was a youth, bathed in fire, his eyes blood-red.

And upon his exposed skin, patches of dragon scales were emerging, shimmering with a cold, eerie light in the firelight.

Zhuang Xu's pupils constricted slightly.

"Dragon."

He murmured, a hint of pleasant surprise in his tone.

"And a Dragon with an extraordinary Bloodline."

"I've searched for so long; so you were here all along."

"Long Yin..."

Meng Song slumped on the ground, calling out with the last of his strength, "Run! Get out of here!"

"Run?"

Zhuang Xu laughed.

He sized up Long Yin, his gaze traveling from head to toe, then back up again.

"This Opportunity, I have finally found it after all."

"Don't worry, kid, I won't kill you."

"The dragon blood in you is good stuff; I won't do something as foolish as killing the goose that lays the golden eggs."

Zhuang Xu spoke unhurriedly, his tone full of smug satisfaction.

"I will find a few women for you and have them bear your offspring."

"If a girl is born, she will be refined into a Cauldron to serve me from a young age."

"If a boy is born, his blood will be drawn daily, and he'll be kept alive until he dies."

"As for you, you will be a breeding machine forever."

As his voice fell, he raised his hand and exerted a suction force.

Long Yin's dragon scales trembled all over, yet he still couldn't resist that suction. He flew through the air and landed in Zhuang Xu's palm.

"First, I'll plant a Restriction, lest the duck in my hand flies away."

Zhuang Xu said, raising his hand to strike down a palm.

Dragon scales appeared.

But it was useless.

Long Yin was too weak.

Moreover, he had no dragon horns.

Under Zhuang Xu's palm strength, those dragon scales shattered inch by inch.

Blood seeped out and dripped onto the ground.

"In your dreams!"

Long Yin gritted his teeth, his eyes full of resentment.

He was too weak.

So weak that he could only watch helplessly as his Sect was destroyed, his loved ones wailed, and he himself fell into enemy hands.

If only he could be stronger...

Even stronger!

Just as Zhuang Xu was full of pride—

His gaze suddenly froze.

On Long Yin's body, a single dragon scale was glowing.

It was far brighter than the other scales, radiant with golden light, its aura as vast as an abyss.

"Interesting."

Zhuang Xu narrowed his eyes, "A protective item left to you by your parents?"

He reached out to take it.

The next instant—

The golden light exploded!

An unmatched power erupted violently from that dragon scale, blasting Zhuang Xu directly away.

He flipped three times in the air and crashed heavily into the ruins.

Long Yin fell to the ground but ignored the pain, staring fixedly at that dragon scale.

The golden light rose.

Gradually, it outlined a figure.

No...

It was a dragon shadow!

The figure stepped out from the golden light.

The first things to come into view were a pair of ferocious dragon horns, shimmering with a cold luster in the light.

Behind him, a dragon tail hung down, its tip swaying slightly.

Heaven and earth suddenly fell silent.

Immediately after, an invisible pressure descended like a collapsing mountain.

It was Dragon Might.

An incredibly powerful Dragon Might.

The newcomer was none other than Qin Wangchuan.

He used the dragon scale to project his dharma body here.

Those golden eyes looked down from above, glancing at Long Yin.

Then, without any nonsense.

Qin Wangchuan raised his hand.

Ultimate Saint Law: Heavenly Ruin Tribulation Finger.

He pointed a finger out.

Zhuang Xu had just climbed out of the ruins when his pupils suddenly constricted.

He then roared at the sky—

"I knew it wouldn't be that easy! But that Dragon, I'm taking it for sure!"

Before his roar finished, the ground beneath him rippled.

The Heaven and Earth Law manifested with a boom.

It was a hundred-zhang tall phantom, treading on mountains and rivers, capable of plucking stars with a raised hand.

The phantom's hands clasped together, forming a giant palm that obscured the sky, striking toward that finger light with the momentum of destruction!

However—

It was useless.

That finger directly pierced through the avatar, pointing straight at the center of his forehead.

Puff!

A soft sound.

A finger-sized hole appeared in the center of Zhuang Xu's forehead.

The expression on his face froze.

Shock, resentment, fear... all were frozen on his face.

The avatar collapsed with a bang, turning into a sky full of light spots like a silent rain.

Then, the corpse fell.

With a boom, it crashed into the ruins, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Dead silence.

The entire ruins were in a state of dead silence.

Meng Song slumped on the ground, his gaze dull.

The Senior and Junior Sisters forgot to cry, merely staring blankly at that figure standing in the air.

Long Yin was also dazed.

What was going on?

Who was this person who suddenly appeared?

One finger... and he killed a Shen Tong Realm powerhouse??

That was the Shen Tong Realm!

The opponent could have wiped out his Qingyun Sect alone, but this person only used one finger...

Qin Wangchuan's dharma body suspended in mid-air.

After using the Saint Law, this dharma body formed from the dragon scale had already begun to dissipate.

Golden light drifted from the edges, turning into dots of fireflies.

He lowered his head, his gaze falling on Long Yin once more.

"The Karma is cleared."

"The road ahead, you must walk yourself."

Long Yin prostrated on the ground, kowtowing heavily.

"Thank you, Senior!"

He didn't know who the other party was, nor why they had saved him.

But the result was good.

Master was still here.

The Senior and Junior Sisters were still here.

Everyone... was still here.

Below, Long Yin and his Junior Sister huddled together.

And this dharma body was also about to completely dissipate.

At this final moment.

Qin Wangchuan turned his head, looking toward a certain direction in the distance.

In that direction, there was an aura.

Very weak, so weak it was almost undetectable.

But the quality of that aura was something he was all too familiar with.

An outlander.

No, it was a Half-blood.

He withdrew his gaze and whispered a sentence:

"Cause produces effect, effect begets cause... Karma never ends."

"Never mind."

With a lift of his hand.

Within the ruins, a long sword rose into the air.

The sword's blade trembled slightly, then turned into a streak of light, shooting out toward the distance.