"What kind of cost"
"What kind of cost"
"What kind of cost" ...
The voice of Minglong Tianzhao echoed back and forth between heaven and earth, as if the heavens and earth were conveying his will.
That voice not only echoed through the heavens and earth, but also echoed in people's minds—impossible to stop.
The wrathful will of the Nether Dragon Amaterasu was carried and released by the Heavenly Dao, transmitted to everyone. This is the terrifying nature of the Destiny Holder.
The Heavenly Dao is his tool, controlled by him. As long as he is here, destiny is fulfilled, and everything is ruled by him.
Previously, Minglong Tianzhao had always used the power of the Minglong clan, because Long Chen also possessed dragon power. He wanted to use dragon power to crush Long Chen, which carried special significance.
But Long Chen was too infuriating. Every word he spoke could hit the Underworld Dragon clan's core spot. Just a few words drove Minglong Tianzhao mad, and in his rage, his roar was infused with the power of destiny.
Although this roar did not harm anyone, it caused a tremendous shock and revealed the true terrifying side of the Chosen One.
"Rumble..."
With the furious roar of Nether Dragon Amiterasu, his Dragon Blood Domain surged wildly, trying to crush Long Chen's Golden Domain.
The domain of the Nether Dragon Amaterasu was ten times larger than Long Chen's, surrounding Long Chen's golden domain and beginning to crush it relentlessly.
Long Chen's golden domain, under the crushing pressure of the Nether Dragon Amaterasu, began to deform, seemingly on the verge of shattering at any moment, but the golden domain simply wouldn't explode.
Minglong Tianzhao knew Long Chen had other tricks; even if he crushed the domain, he still couldn't kill him.
But as long as Long Chen's golden domain was crushed, it would mean the Nether Dragon's power had surpassed the True Dragon's. This had special significance—it wasn't a contest between the two of them, but between the Nether Dragon clan and the True Dragon clan.
At that moment, Bai Shishi, Yu Qingxuan, Bai Xiaole, and the others from the Dragon Blood Legion saw this scene and nervously clenched their fists, their palms drenched in sweat.
Xiao He'er hid in her aunt's arms, covering her eyes, not daring to look, but from time to time she would sneak glances through her fingers.
On the other hand, Guo Ran, Xia Chen, and the other members of the Dragon Blood Legion were not nervous at all. Their confidence in Long Chen was almost blind, because after following Long Chen for so many years, no matter how powerful the monster was, as long as it was of the same level, Long Chen would never lose.
This had become an iron rule in their hearts, so in such a scene, they were calmer than anyone.
"Crack, crack, crack... Squeak squeak squeak... Long
Chen's golden dragon blood barrier kept deforming, making strange sounds. It seemed just a little bit of power was about to explode, but it just wouldn't explode.
At this moment, Long Chen no longer argued with Minglong Tianzhao. He had no mood to argue anymore, because he discovered that under Minglong Tianzhao's pressure, the dragon blood runes within his dragon tendons were hatching at an accelerated pace.
The dragon-shaped eggs began to grow larger. At first, they looked like tiny tadpoles, with no dragon shape at all. However, when they curled up, strange runes could be seen.
But as the power of the Nether Dragon Amaterasu stimulated them, they began to hatch, and their curled bodies gradually began to unfold, and the strange runes disappeared.
When stretched out, they were still not dragon-like but like earthworms. However, when they took on earthworm forms, all the meridians in their bodies suddenly tightened, and they involuntarily contracted.
At that moment, a vast and violent force swept through his entire body. The dragon blood power penetrated every part of his body, as if struck by thunder. From that moment, Long Chen's dragon blood power entered another state.
This state was not a quantitative change but a qualitative improvement. At that moment, Long Chen was overjoyed. Unexpectedly, he had discovered another path to the Dragon God Body Refining Technique: it automatically evolves and improves when threatened or stimulated.
Originally, the reason Long Chen used the power of dragon blood to fight the Nether Dragon Amaterasu was, frankly, a matter of forcing a duck onto the shelf.
After all, Long Chen was not a dragon, so he didn't have such a massive body or stored such immense energy.
Compared to the pure-blooded Minglong Amaterasu, this was exploiting his own weaknesses to attack the enemy's strengths—an extremely irrational and foolish act.
But there was no other way. Since Long Chen inherited the legacy of a dragon clan's powerhouse, he had to clean up the traitors for him.
Long Chen first used the divine powers of a dragon clan expert to fight the Nether Dragon Tianzhao. Even if he lost, it would be a good explanation for the dragon clan's powerhouse.
If Long Chen, knowing he was bound to lose, dared not use his dragon clan powers to duel the Nether Dragon Amiterasu, that mysterious and proud dragon clan expert would surely be greatly disappointed, so Long Chen could only grit his teeth and face it.
However, what Long Chen didn't expect was an unexpected gain: the Dragon Blood Divine Talisman within his body had begun to advance.
Excited, Long Chen quickly calmed himself and shouted to Minglong Tianzhao, "Hey, hey, hey, not that capable, but not bad-tempered. I'm telling you, loud voices are useless, otherwise donkeys would have ruled the world long ago."
Is this what you call the Dark Dragon Clan's divine ability? The pride of the Underworld Dragon clan? Is this all you have in power? The foolish Underworld Dragon clan. As
soon as Long Chen spoke, countless people's jaws nearly dropped in shock. They thought he was suppressed and unable to speak, but unexpectedly, he was so relaxed and even had time to humiliate his opponent.
"Facing your domain, I only defend without attacking. You can't do anything to me. It seems the Nether Dragon clan is nothing before the True Dragon clan.
I am human, merely controlling a trace of true dragon blood, while you are a pure-blooded Nether Dragon..."
At this point, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Long Chen's face. Through the barrier, he looked at the clan leader of the Nether Dragon clan, then at Nether Dragon Amaterasu several times, before suddenly covering his mouth and exclaiming in shock:
"Are you a purebred one, but a mongrel?"
"Pfft..."
As soon as Long Chen said this, countless people burst into it. In such a tense moment, he suddenly said this—the twist was way too abrupt.
Countless people looked at the leader of the Minglong clan, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, his teeth grinding as if they were about to shatter.
If it weren't for their fair duel, he would definitely have stepped in and slapped this bastard to death. This guy's mouth was terrible, utterly ruthless. He had lived countless years and had never met such a ruthless person.
"You damn bastard, you've gone too far."
Minglong Amaterasu roared, his long hair standing on end with rage, his face twisted in rage, his eyes nearly spitting fire, and he clenched his hands together fiercely.
"Boom!"
His domain erupted, forming a black halo that instantly covered billions of miles, extending to the edge of the battlefield, nearly enveloping everyone watching the battle and causing them to retreat rapidly.
The domain of the Nether Dragon Amaterasu expanded thousands of times in an instant, and the sudden turn of events startled everyone.
"Buzz"
as the field expands to its peakThen, the Nether Dragon Amaterasu suddenly formed hand seals, and the vast domain shrank in an instant. The violent force threatened to crush heaven and earth.