267: Chapter 265 The Dragon Isn't Dead?

Elder Hei Yan leaped into the air, his dragon form suddenly expanding by several yards, dragon patterns blazing fiercely all over his body, driving his cultivation to its absolute Peak.

He rapidly formed seals with his hands, drawing upon the residual Dragon Qi in the world and connecting with the Origin of his Dragon Clan Bloodline to unleash—The Myriad Dragon Heaven-Suppressing Art!

Boom!!!

High above in the sky, thousands of pitch-black and crimson dragon shadows appeared out of thin air. Black dragons suppressed the prison and locked the Void Realm, while red dragons incinerated the heavens and destroyed the earth. Thousands of dragon roars shook the surroundings, rattling the world as the boundless, mighty Dragon Aura crushed the entire sky.

Layers of pure Dragon Power converged into a rolling torrent, carrying an overbearing might capable of suppressing all things and crushing the heavens, crashing down upon the Blue-Haired Man!

This was the orthodox Peak joint combat technique of the Dragon Clan, using thousands of dragon shadows to lock down space, endless Dragon Power to crush defenses, and the power of the Origin Bloodline to destroy all techniques. It was peerless in its dominance and unsolvable in offense and defense, enough to go head-to-head with any expert of the same level.

The Blue-Haired Man looked up at the myriad dragon phantoms crashing down from the sky, finally casting aside the contempt in his heart, his expression becoming slightly grave.

His first yellow spirit ring lit up instantly, soft and gentle Soul Power spreading across his body as he unleashed his first spirit skill—Vine Shield Protection!

A thick, solid, and highly elastic light barrier completely enveloped him, seamless and natural, specifically designed to withstand heavy blows, dissipate brute force, buffer crushing pressure, and absorb impacts.

The myriad dragon phantoms bombarded down one after another, creating layer upon layer of shockwaves and constant explosions. The terrifying torrent of Dragon Power repeatedly washed over and crushed the light barrier, causing it to heave violently, flicker between light and dark, and tremble incessantly.

The battle entered a white-hot state of extreme tug-of-war, with Dragon Power and Soul Power colliding crazily, the Dao of cultivation and the rules of the Divine Soul clashing intensely, and the two major systems crushing each other.

The sky continued to explode, air currents were annihilated layer by layer, and the world trembled unceasingly. The space barriers of the entire battlefield were on the verge of shattering, and the scarred earth was repeatedly crushed by the aftermath, becoming increasingly devastated.

Elder Hei Yan's gaze was sharp as an eagle's, locking onto his opponent. He constantly captured flaws in the fluctuations of Soul Power and adjusted his offensive and defensive tactics, his chance of victory becoming increasingly clear in his mind.

The opponent's spirit skills were exquisite, their offense and defense balanced, and their rules unsolvable, but their Soul Power sustainability was limited. As long as he maintained high-intensity pressure, in less than a hundred breaths, the opponent would inevitably exhaust their Soul Power and have a gap in their spirit skills, which would be the moment for him to turn the tables and deliver a killing blow.

But just as his Battle Intent was at its Peak and he was preparing to activate his Bloodline Power to launch an all-out assault—

Hum!!!

The rift behind the opponent suddenly trembled violently, its light surging!

The dark rift, which had originally only leaked sporadic Soul Power, instantly widened several times over. The Aura of the Soul Domain gushing from deep within the rift surged dozens of times stronger, vast and boundless, with a terrifying pressure that crushed the entire earth, leaving everyone breathless.

The next instant, one after another, figures with different postures, distinct Auras, and formidable combat power stepped out from the depths of the rift. They stood in the air, arrayed across the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they filled the entire high-altitude airspace, dense and overwhelming with monstrous Aura.

The Blue-Haired Man was overjoyed: "You have arrived?"

Behind him, a burly man clad in green-patterned beast armor, his figure as massive as a mountain, was surrounded by regular purple, black, and red spirit rings. His fists condensed thick, earthy-yellow Soul Power. When he landed, the Void Realm trembled and air currents roared, his entire body wrapped in the crushing force of a mountain. He was a Power Attack System Spirit Douluo skilled in frontal assaults and breaking defenses with brute force! His spirit was the Earth Giant Bear, possessing a formidable Physical Body and monstrous strength, skilled in frontal crushing and positional assaults.

Following him, a woman in green, her figure light and ethereal, hidden between light and shadow, had three-colored spirit rings flowing with a pale green glimmer. Surrounded by wind blades, her presence flickering between real and illusory, her movement technique was treacherous and intangible, and her speed was extremely swift. She was a highly troublesome Agility Attack System Spirit Douluo skilled in stealthy surprise attacks, flanking cuts, and instant kills to break formations! Her spirit was the Gale Phantom Butterfly, capable of transforming into light and shadow Clones, hiding her form, and performing high-speed assassinations.

The third was an old man holding an ancient carved scepter, his white hair hanging to his shoulders. His spirit rings were lustrous white and gentle, with soft light covering the ground. His Soul Power was vast and pure, constantly emitting healing radiance, capable of instantly repairing allies' injuries, amplifying their Soul Power, and stabilizing the battlefield's Aura. He was the most unsolvable Support System Spirit Douluo on the battlefield! His spirit was the Holy Light Scepter, providing sustained amplification and making them stronger the longer they fought.

The fourth was a man cloaked in black patterns with a gloomy and cold expression. His spirit rings were dark and black, surrounded by rich, corrosive, and highly toxic Soul Power. His Aura was cold and bone-chilling; wherever he passed, Spiritual Qi decayed, vegetation withered, and life was extinguished. He was a Control System Poison Spirit Douluo skilled in crowd control, poisoning, and imprisonment! His spirit was the Nether Poison Spider, capable of spreading poisonous miasma, locking Meridians, and corroding the Divine Soul.

The fifth, the sixth, the seventh... Heavy defense, mental control, ice-type power attack, fire-type burst—all kinds of powerful spirit masters appeared one after another!

In just over a dozen breaths, more than ten top-tier experts at the Spirit Douluo level had all appeared.

Elder Hei Yan was dazzled, thinking, "What, what, what is this?"

The original balanced battle situation was completely and irreversibly reversed in the instant the legion appeared!

Elder Hei Yan, who had just been confident and had victory in his grasp, had his expression change drastically in an instant.

There were also local Cultivators who had rushed to help, but this place was remote, and there were simply no strong experts here, providing no help to Elder Hei Yan at all.

He had originally thought that he could easily solve this with his own strength, so he hadn't rushed to tell Yuan Chen, not expecting that he had been too arrogant.

"Hold steady! I'm calling for reinforcements!"

Elder Hei Yan gritted his teeth and roared, his voice hoarse and dry.

At this moment, he finally saw the absolute gap between the two major systems.

The terror of the spirit ring system never lay in the individual combat power exceeding too much, but in the completeness of the system, comprehensive suppression, and endless means.

What made him feel even more desperate was that from the dark rift in the high sky, a steady stream of powerful spirit masters continued to step out. The number of enemies was still increasing, and the pressure on the battlefield was still skyrocketing infinitely!

He had to call for help.

Elder Hei Yan dared not linger in the battle any longer, his fingertips rapidly condensing the highest-grade transmission jade talisman!

Hum—!

While suppressing the Blue-Haired leader, his gaze swept across the entire field, capturing every flaw in the battle, taking time to strike, delivering long-range killing blows, and clearing out the advancing enemy experts.

His left hand continued to form seals, driving the Myriad Dragon Heaven-Suppressing Art to crush the Blue-Haired Man, while his right hand condensed the Annihilation Dragon Seal, breaking through the air and locking onto enemies with precision. Dark dragon seals pierced through the Void Realm, specifically killing spirit masters who broke away from their formations or rashly advanced.

A fire-type Spirit Douluo, relying on his powerful burst, broke through the flank defense line, intending to get close and incinerate the Dragon Clan formation. Just as he stepped into the core of the battlefield, he was locked onto by Elder Hei Yan from afar.

"Annihilation Dragon Seal—Shatter!"

The pitch-black dragon seal crashed down, accurately striking the weak point of the opponent's spirit shield. Two spirit rings around the fire-type Spirit Douluo lit up simultaneously, flames of Soul Power soaring into the sky to condense a flaming shield, but in front of the Annihilation Dragon Power, it was torn apart and collapsed in an instant.

Pfft!

The dragon seal pierced his body, shaking his Divine Soul. The Spirit Douluo didn't even have time to scream before his body was more than half annihilated by the power of annihilation, his spirit rings dimming and shattering, falling from the sky on the spot and spilling blood across the battlefield.

Following this, a mental-type Spirit Douluo secretly activated a spirit skill, intending to launch a surprise attack on the Divine Soul and disturb Elder Hei Yan's mind. Just as he released the mental shock, he was directly crushed and backlashed by Elder Hei Yan's Divine Soul, which was as vast as a dragon sea.

"A mere mental technique of the Soul Dao, and you dare to show off?"

Elder Hei Yan let out a cold snort, and his Divine Soul pressure counterattacked. The mental-type spirit master instantly clutched his head and howled in pain, his Divine Soul cracking, his spirit rings shattering inch by inch, falling straight down from the high sky with his life extinguished.

In just a few breaths, two experts at the Spirit Douluo level had fallen one after another, dying under Elder Hei Yan's long-range killing blow.

But the number of enemies continued to increase without end, and new spirit masters continued to step out from the rift. Power attack, control, support, and agility attack rotated layer by layer, in a continuous war of attrition that never ended.

The faster he killed, the more came; the harder he destroyed them, the tighter the enemy's encirclement became.

Even though Elder Hei Yan's combat power was heaven-defying, his Bloodline profound, and he could suppress the leader and slay strong enemies, he was ultimately a person, not a machine.

Maintaining two lines of effort for a long time—suppressing the top spirit master leader on one side, clearing out the enemy army from afar on the other, while simultaneously distracting himself to stabilize the entire army's formation—meant that even for a Peak Dragon Clan member, his Spiritual Qi and mental focus were being consumed at an extreme rate.

The Blue-Haired Man, originally in a state of collapse and defeat, took the opportunity of the legion's encirclement and restraint to finally barely stabilize his footing. While enduring the crushing Dragon Power and slowly recovering his Soul Power, he stared coldly at Elder Hei Yan, a chilling killing intent reigniting in his eyes.

"You are very strong, far exceeding the level of the natives of this world," the Blue-Haired Man said in a deep voice, his tone cold. "Although I am countered by you, being able to suppress me even a little bit is enough for you to be proud."

The veins on Elder Hei Yan's forehead throbbed. What an idiot!

But the next instant, the jade talisman trembled several times, yet there was no response and no answer.

"What is the Dragon Emperor doing? Not answering?"

Elder Hei Yan made a prompt decision and switched to another contact, sending a message to other friends in the Imperial City: "Inform the Dragon Emperor immediately! There is an invasion from another world at the southeastern border, their combat power is terrifying, send reinforcements quickly!"

He glanced at the gap in the core of the battlefield, where the Blue-Haired Man was standing in the Void Realm, surrounded by soft light, taking advantage of the legion's entanglement to close his eyes and adjust his breathing, overdrawing and recovering his mana, frantically compensating for the Soul Power consumed while being crushed earlier.

"Everyone hold the formation, no need to worry about me!"

With a deep shout from Elder Hei Yan, he completely cast aside all worries, his figure turning into a pitch-black dragon shadow. He forcefully broke through layers of spirit master blockade lines, ignoring the spirit skill attacks bombarding him from all directions, and charged straight into the heart of the enemy legion, heading directly for the Blue-Haired leader!

This scene shocked everyone on the battlefield.

Dozens of Spirit Douluos surrounded him layer by layer, with spirit skills covering the sky. Ordinary experts would avoid this, but Elder Hei Yan did the opposite, Breaking the formation alone to take the main general directly, his fighting style fierce and overbearing to the extreme!

Along the way, wind blades, poisonous miasma, and gravity impacts fell upon him layer by layer. His pitch-black dragon armor cracked inch by inch, fine bloodstains instantly covered his whole body, and bone-chilling Nether cold air invaded his Meridians, tearing at his Physical Body's channels. But Elder Hei Yan seemed not to notice, gritting his teeth to endure the excruciating pain, his dragon blood boiling, his Physical Body under pressure, trading injury for progress, charging forward valiantly!

The Blue-Haired Man, who was concentrating on recovering his mana and stabilizing his Soul Power, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of astonishment and fury: "You lunatic! Are you f***ing sick?"

His Soul Power had not yet fully returned, and his spirit skills were in a short cooldown period. He had no time to fully defend, so he could only hastily drive his remaining Soul Power to condense a thin Soul Power barrier.

But this temporary barrier was as good as non-existent before Elder Hei Yan's Dragon Power, which burned his Origin!

Elder Hei Yan closed the distance in an instant, not dodging or avoiding. Abandoning all flashy Moves, his five fingers, covered in Annihilation Dragon patterns and wrapped in heavy Dragon Power, accurately and tightly gripped the Blue-Haired Man's lower leg! His hard dragon-scaled fingertips sank deep into the opponent's Soul Power protective layer, locking his figure firmly, never letting go!

"Get down here!"

Elder Hei Yan roared, shaking the sky. Veins bulged on his arms, and the Dragon Power in his waist and abdomen erupted completely. Relying on the Dragon Clan's naturally endowed, massive brute strength, he forcefully swung the caught-off-guard Blue-Haired Man, as if holding a humanoid heavy hammer, and smashed him fiercely towards the surrounding spirit master legion!

Boom!!!

Dull collision sounds exploded one after another, and the sounds of flesh shattering rose and fell!

Soul Domain Cultivators specialized in the Divine Soul and rules, so their Physical Body was inherently an extreme weakness, far less formidable than that of the Dragon Clan or Martial Artist Cultivators. This group of Spirit Douluos seemed to have imposing Auras and weird spirit skills, but their Physical Bodies were fragile.

The first heavy-armored spirit master who approached to encircle him didn't have time to activate his defense before being struck hard by the body of the Blue-Haired Man, who was wrapped in immense force. The entire person instantly exploded, unable to even scream, turning into a sky full of blood-colored mist on the spot, his spirit rings shattering and vanishing directly!

Elder Hei Yan's force did not stop, and he swung him a second time!

Bang, bang, bang!

Three loud explosions followed in succession. Three agility attack and control system spirit masters couldn't dodge in time and were swept by this extremely savage collision. Their bodies were instantly crushed by the immense force, flesh flying, leaving no bones behind, all turning into dissipating blood mist, falling on the spot!

One smash for each, crushing and killing instantly!

Low-level Soul World Cultivators, under Elder Hei Yan's savage and unreasonable fighting style, were like fragile porcelain dolls, with no Physical Body resistance to speak of, easily slaughtered to the last one.

In just a few breaths, the originally dense encirclement formation was forcefully smashed into an empty dead zone by Elder Hei Yan alone!

But the price was extremely heavy.

In the process of forcefully rushing the formation, close-quarters combat, and extreme swinging, countless scattered spirit skill aftermaths, long-range sneak attacks, and Soul Power erosions all fell upon Elder Hei Yan.

His dragon armor shattered over a large area, and his back, shoulders, and arms were covered with wounds deep enough to see bone. His Meridians were eroded by both cold and poison, his blood and Qi roiling incessantly, scarlet blood constantly overflowing from his mouth, the brightness of the dragon patterns on his body significantly reduced, and his injuries visibly worsening.

The Blue-Haired Man, who was repeatedly swung and smashed as a human heavy hammer, was even more shocked and furious, having lost all face. His Soul Power was in turmoil, and the Soul Power he had just recovered dissipated again. Angry and afraid, he shouted: "Presumptuous!! You lowly native, how dare you humiliate me!"

The fierce and explosive battle in the high sky, with its extreme tug-of-war, was watched intently by the four Dou Emperor experts including Dou Emperor Cang Luan in front of the rift below, their eyes filled with schadenfreude.

"Well fought! Keep killing!"

Dou Emperor Cang Luan shouted secretly in his heart, the corners of his mouth unable to stop curling upward. He watched this battle of mutual destruction between the extraterrestrial forces with great satisfaction, wishing that Elder Hei Yan would be even more violent, killing all the spirit masters until both sides were completely exhausted.

Just at the moment when the battle was most violent, the three parties had different states of mind: Elder Hei Yan fighting to the death, the Blue-Haired Man struggling in fury, and Dou Emperor Cang Luan and the others watching the show leisurely—

Hum—!!!

A faint spiritual light, without any warning, pierced through the terrifying pressure, gently yet overbearingly covering the entire world!

Immediately following, bang, bang, bang, a series of explosions sounded, and all the spirit masters or Martial Artists who had run far away exploded and died, turning into blood mist.

A clear and pleasant voice rang out:

"Finally made it in time. No dead dragons, right?"