"Roar!"
The myriad dragons roared, their voice echoing through heaven and earth. The sound seemed to come from ancient times, carrying endless killing intent.
Behind Gu Yang, within the Ten Thousand Dragons Diagram, ten thousand dragons soared together, covering the sky. The scales and totems of Ten Thousand Dragons appeared on Gu Yang's body, and for a moment, murderous intent surged to the sky.
Gu Yang seemed to possess the power of ten thousand dragons. At this moment, he truly became the Dragon Blood Battle Body, his overwhelming blood completely ignited.
Long Qinian was stunned. Xia Chen, Guo Ran, and all the Dragon Blood warriors were also stunned. They looked at Gu Yang, whose rage was soaring to the heavens and killing intent endlessly, as if they no longer recognized him.
At this moment, Gu Yang was violent and bloodthirsty, with shadows overlapping in his eyes, as if ten thousand pairs of eyes had joined together, radiating endless ferocity.
"Very good, finally ignited the Wrath of Ten Thousand Dragons. Next, the real battle begins. Come on, Gu Yang, Commander of the First Legion of the Dragon Blood Legion, please teach me your best moves."
Gu Yang's voice was hoarse, his tone like a dragon's roar, filled with supreme anger. The spear in his hand trembled, endless runes slowly entwined, and boundless power was brewing.
Only then did everyone understand why Gu Yang was covered in injuries, yet he kept getting injured to accumulate rage and activate the Wrath of Ten Thousand Dragons.
He fought against the Lord of Silvermoon City, but unfortunately, the Lord was too weak. Although Gu Yang deliberately injured him, he still couldn't activate the Wrath of Ten Thousand Dragons.
So he deliberately let Long Qinian injure him. Long Qinian himself possesses the power of dragon blood, and his legacy comes from the Ghost Fox Evil Dragon. Not only is he an enemy of the Evil Dragon clan, but also a disgrace to the entire dragon clan.
The dragon clan is proud and never despises schemes or tricks, relying on force to resolve everything. But the Ghost Fox Evil Dragon broke through this progression and thus became the enemy of Ten Thousand Dragons.
So when Long Qinian's power pierced Gu Yang's body, the effect was hundreds or thousands of times greater than that of the City Lord of Silvermoon City, quickly reaching the critical point.
This was Gu Yang's strongest move, but he only knew it and had never successfully activated it before. This time, he succeeded.
The Wrath of Ten Thousand Dragons was unleashed, successfully summoning the Ten Thousand Dragons Battle Body. The power of Ten Thousand Dragons filled his body as he smashed his spear down at Long Qinian.
"Boom!"
Long Qinian blocked with his spear head-on. Amid the deafening explosion, huge ripples covered the sky, and Long Qinian was sent flying by Gu Yang's spear.
"What?"
People were shocked. Although Long Qinian had previously lost to Yue Zifeng, his strength was evident to all. Long Qinian had previously used a secret technique to forcibly boost his strength to its peak state to counter Yue Zifeng's decisive final strike.
It can be said that Long Qinian at this moment was no worse than when he fought Yue Zifeng, and perhaps even stronger. Yet, this Long Qinian was sent flying by a single spear strike from Gu Yang, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
"Bang!"
Gu Yang stepped on the void, and the void trembled violently, erupting into a massive cyclone. Gu Yang himself shot toward Long Qinian like a meteor, his spear raining down like a raging storm.
"Boom boom boom... Long
Qinian roared, his dragon spear roaring as he frantically resisted, but Gu Yang pressed him down and forced him to retreat repeatedly. With each fierce fight, he was forced back thousands of miles. In just a few breaths, Gu Yang had pushed him to the edge of his vision, unable to see the two of them again, only the earth-shattering shockwave.
"Clang"—
Just as Gu Yang unleashed his full power, forcing Long Qinian to retreat repeatedly, Yue Zifeng slashed with his sword, blocking another strike from Ji Wuming.
"Rumble... Yue
Zifeng had just blocked Ji Wuming's strike when Guo Ran and Xia Chen attacked simultaneously. Their hidden weapons and talismans swept through the void and exploded beside Ji Wuming, but Ji Wuming had already vanished and couldn't harm him in the slightest.
At this moment, Yue Zifeng's face grew increasingly pale. Just as Ji Wuming had said, all of Yue Zifeng's mind was scattered, covering the entire area, which was extremely draining for him. Moreover, Yue Zifeng had once fought Long Qinian, which had consumed a lot of precious energy.
Ji Wuming attacked casually, but Yue Zifeng had to use many times his strength to defend himself. Even if Yue Zifeng hadn't experienced the previous great battle, he wouldn't last long. Fighting like this was too much of a disadvantage, but there was nothing he could do.
Except for Yue Zifeng, no one could stop Ji Wuming, who had fused the power of time and space. If anyone was ambushed by him, death was almost certain.
At this moment, the city lord-level experts on the outskirts also noticed something was wrong. The number of gathered experts had exceeded a hundred million, all staring at the golden eggshell where Long Chen was. Finally, they couldn't hold back any longer—someone roared and led the charge forward.
As soon as that person moved, tens of thousands of city lord-level experts and billions of prodigies surged forward like a tide.
"Boom boom boom... Li
Qi and Song Mingyuan wielded their long sticks and smashed fiercely. Shockingly, after this bloody battle, their auras grew stronger and their power more terrifying. Even city lord-level experts couldn't withstand a single strike from them.
It turned out that the evil spirits in the two visions specifically devoured the primordial spirits of powerful individuals. The more they absorbed, the stronger they became; the stronger they became, and the stronger Li Qi and Song Mingyuan became.
But even though the two of them swept through a large area, there were too many enemies, all eyes bloodshot, eager to be the ultimate lucky one and dig a piece of meat out of Long Chen.
At this moment, Guo Ran and the others had no choice but to activate the deadly formation again. Even knowing full well that Ji Wuming, this terrifying ghost, was present, there was nothing they could do—they had to protect Long Chen first.
With the deadly formation blocking the way, even if those powerful fighters attacked, they still couldn't break through the Dragonblood warriors' blockade.
"Clang"
Yue Zifeng's long sword slashed down, and with another explosion, it wasn't Ji Wuming who was sent flying, but Yue Zifeng.
This was already Yue Zifeng's seventeenth interception of Ji Wuming. Each interception required full focus and energy coverage, and the energy consumed was almost no less than the two sword battles against Long Qinian.
But Ji Wuming didn't expend much effort. It was an extremely unfair contest, but on the battlefield, fairness never exists.
"Truly strong! Sword cultivators actually possess such terrifying endurance, beyond my imagination. You make me uneasy and afraid. Your threat to me even surpasses Long Chen's. I'd rather kill you first!"
Ji Wuming sneered coldly, then suddenly lunged at Yue Zifeng, who was already beginning to tremble. Seeing Yue Zifeng in trouble, Xia Chen and Guo Ran charged at the same time.
"Don't fall for it, his target is the boss..." Yue Zifeng shouted. He tried to intercept Ji Wuming again, but the world spun wildly, and he nearly collapsed—he had reached his limit.
At that moment, Ji Wuming, like a phantom, broke through the Dragonblood Warriors' blockade and entered the inner circle. Looking at Long Chen inside the eggshell, a sinister smile appeared on his face. The dagger flashed like lightning, stabbing straight at Long Chen's forehead.
But just as he thrust out, Ji Wuming's face changed dramatically. He was as if electrocuted, his figure flickered and vanished in an instant, abandoning the attack.
Ji Wuming's figure reappeared, already retreating outside the battle circle. When people saw Ji Wuming clearly, they couldn't help but cry out in shock.
At some point, a deep bloody wound appeared on Ji Wuming's neck, as if a sharp blade had sliced through his neck, nearly severing his head.
"Who?"
Ji Wuming was both shocked and furious, shouting harshly.
At that moment, in front of the golden eggshell where Long Chen stood, ripples appeared in the void like water, and within those ripples, a blurry figure slowly emerged.
A beautiful girl dressed in black leather armor, petite and delicate, appearing to be about thirteen or fourteen years old, appeared before everyone. Facing Ji Wuming's sharp shout, her cherry lips parted and she uttered three words:
"Dongming Jade."