29: The Bloodstained Governor of the Dragon-Dominating Kingdom

"This Tianfeng Prefecture should now bear the Chu surname."

Chu He's words were like a clap of thunder on a clear day, not only leaving everyone in the discussion hall dumbfounded but also causing Liu Cheng, who was suspended in mid-air, to laugh in extreme anger!

"Hahahahaha! Good! What an arrogant brat!"

"I have governed Tianfeng Prefecture for two hundred years, and I have never seen someone as ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth as you!"

"Do you really think that just because we are both Golden Core Cultivators, you can contend with me?"

"Today, I will show you the chasm-like gap between an Early Golden Core Stage and an Early Golden Core Stage!"

As Liu Cheng's voice fell, he no longer held back in the slightest.

He clapped his hands together fiercely, muttering incantations.

"Tianfeng Secret Art, Wrath of the Wind God!"

Whoosh—!

In an instant, violent winds surged over the entire Qingyang City!

Countless azure wind blades, formed from pure Spiritual Qi, appeared out of thin air! Each of these wind blades was several zhang long, as thin as a cicada's wing, yet incredibly sharp, exuding a terrifying aura that could cut through anything!

Thousands of wind blades converged into a terrifying tornado storm, pressing down towards the Chu Family Mansion below!

If this attack landed, let alone the Chu Family, perhaps half of Qingyang City would be razed to the ground!

"Not good!"

"Run!"

In the discussion hall, the Family heads were scared to the point of their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, scrambling to run out.

However, Chu He merely glanced at them indifferently.

"All of you, sit still."

An invisible force field instantly enveloped the entire hall. The Family heads felt their bodies sink, and uncontrollably sat back into their chairs, unable to move.

"When watching a show, one should act like they're watching a show."

After Chu He finished speaking, he slowly raised his head to look at the world-destroying wind blade storm in the sky.

There was no tension on his face; instead, a hint of... disappointment?

"Is that all?"

He pouted.

"I thought the Golden Core Stage was so powerful. After all that, it's just this flashy stuff?"

He didn't even have the interest to act.

He merely had a thought.

Buzz—!

The Destiny Golden Dragon of the Family Luck, which only he could see, coiled above the Chu Family, suddenly opened its eyes!

Roar—!

A high-pitched Dragon roar, filled with supreme majesty, resounded through the clouds!

Immediately after, a golden light screen, visible to the naked eye, suddenly unfolded with the Chu Family Mansion as its center, like an inverted golden bell, enveloping the entire Chu Family.

Rumble rumble rumble—!

The wind blade storm, capable of tearing mountains and destroying cities, slammed fiercely into the golden light screen!

However, the imagined scene of earth-shattering tremors did not occur.

Those incredibly sharp wind blades, upon contact with the golden light screen, silently dissolved as if a clay ox had entered the sea.

Thousands of wind blades crashed one after another, yet they couldn't even cause a ripple in the golden light screen!

"Wh-what?!"

In mid-air, Liu Cheng's eyes nearly popped out!

His proud secret art, capable of severely injuring Cultivators of the same stage, was... was actually easily blocked by a method he completely couldn't understand?

What was that golden light screen?

Was it some powerful defensive Magic Treasure? Or... a Formation?

No!

He could feel that the power did not come from a Magic Treasure or a Formation, but from a more profound, more fundamental... power of Luck!

"Family Luck! You... you can actually manipulate Family Luck?!" A monstrous wave surged in Liu Cheng's heart!

Family Luck is ethereal; although everyone knows of its existence, to manipulate it for one's own use is a Domain that only legendary mighty figures of the Nascent Soul Stage, or even Soul Transformation Stage, can dabble in!

How could this Chu He, a mere Early Golden Core Stage Cultivator, possibly do it?!

What is his background?!

For the first time, true fear appeared on Liu Cheng's face.

He knew that today, he might have kicked a steel plate.

And it was the kind of steel plate, unyielding for billions of years, that could break his leg!

"Now, it's my turn."

On the ground, Chu He's voice softly echoed.

He slowly raised his right hand.

This time, he didn't use any "Dragon's Probing Claw."

Against a Golden Core Cultivator of the same stage, that move was already a bit insufficient.

What he was going to use was the true killing move from the Nine Revolutions Tyrant Dragon Art!

"Nine Revolutions Tyrant Dragon Art, Third Form..."

Chu He uttered a few cold syllables.

"Dragon Dominates the World!"

Boom—!

As his voice fell, the Golden Core within him spun wildly!

Streams of golden, incomparably overbearing magic power, like a flood released from a dam, surged into his right arm!

His entire right arm was instantly covered by a layer of fine golden Dragon scales, and the muscles of his arm swelled at a visible speed, filled with explosive power!

Behind him, a gigantic phantom of a Divine Dragon, composed of pure golden magic power, roared into existence!

That Divine Dragon phantom was a hundred zhang tall, incredibly majestic, its Dragon eyes coldly staring at Liu Cheng in mid-air, as if looking at a tiny ant!

A terrifying aura, dominating heaven and earth, unique and supreme, surged from Chu He's body, soaring into the sky!

At this moment, he was the Dragon! He was the Heaven! He was the sole Dominator of this world!

Liu Cheng in mid-air, upon seeing the Divine Dragon phantom, felt his Divine Soul tremble!

From that phantom, he felt a suppression from his Bloodline, from the deepest part of his Soul!

It was the innate fear of lower life forms facing higher life forms!

"No! Impossible! What kind of Cultivation Technique is this?!"

Liu Cheng roared frantically in his heart, he wanted to escape, but found that his body was firmly locked by that overbearing Qi, unable to even move!

He could only watch, helplessly, as Chu He on the ground slowly threw a punch at him!

This punch seemed unremarkable.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no world-destroying special effects.

But the moment he threw the punch, the hundred-zhang Divine Dragon phantom behind him also moved, opening its massive mouth and letting out a silent roar, swallowing Liu Cheng whole!

Liu Cheng only felt his vision go dark.

All his protective Magic Treasures, all his defensive Divine Abilities, were as fragile as paper in front of that invisible giant mouth, shattering instantly!

He didn't even have time to let out a scream.

His entire being, along with his Golden Core and Divine Soul, was swallowed whole by that overbearing Divine Dragon phantom, completely erased from this world.

Not a single trace was left behind.

The wind stopped.

The clouds dispersed.

The sky returned to its clear state.

As if everything that had just destroyed the world was merely an illusion.

Only the gradually fading Divine Dragon phantom above the Chu Family courtyard proved what a terrifying battle had just taken place here.

In the discussion hall.

There was dead silence.

All the Family heads of Qingyang City were like fools, mouths agape, staring blankly at the clear sky outside.

It's over?

It's... just like that?

A Golden Core Ancestor, the local emperor of Tianfeng Prefecture, just... gone?

Wiped out by Senior Chu with a single punch?

"Gulp."

Someone, nobody knew who, swallowed with difficulty, breaking the deathly silence.

Immediately after, the entire hall erupted in exclamations like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami!

"Heavens! What did I just see?!"

"Prefecture Governor Liu Cheng... was... was blown apart by one punch?!"

"Th-that was what? A Divine Dragon! It was a Divine Dragon!"

"Senior Chu... Senior Chu, he... he's not human! He's a god! He's a true immortal descended to the mortal world!"

Everyone went mad!

Their gazes towards Chu He were no longer awe, but fanaticism! It was worship!

They had no doubt that from this day forward, Chu He would be the only, supreme god in their hearts!

Meanwhile, Chu He slowly retracted his fist, feeling the still surging magic power within his body, and nodded in satisfaction.

The Nine Revolutions Tyrant Dragon Art was indeed overbearing!

Liu Cheng, an Early Golden Core Stage Cultivator, couldn't even withstand a single move against him!

He glanced at the Prefecture Governor's Army soldiers on the ground, who had long since soiled themselves and fainted from fright.

Then, his gaze swept past them, looking towards the vast sky outside the hall.

A coldradian curved at the corner of his mouth.

"Now, it's time to go to Tianfeng City to collect what's owed."