"Haha, you’re dreaming, kid! With your re Sixth Grade Martial Saint cultivation, you dare to boast arrogantly in front of the Deputy Palace Master?"
A voice rang out suddenly from an elder of the Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Palace before Bao Yuntian spoke.
"I’m not even talking to you. You’re nothing but a lapdog following others around. What right do you have to bark here?"
Ye Xuan sneered coldly and said.
"You’re courting death!"
The elder’s face quickly turned beet red, furious in a heartbeat, he then struck out rcilessly, his overwhelming montum crushing down toward Ye Xuan.
Seeing this, Bao Yuntian’s expression remained unchanged. He believed, with the elder’s Seventh Grade Extre Martial Saint cultivation, dealing with a young upstart would be a walk in the park.
"Brat, watch tear your mouth apart."
The elder of the Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Palace sneered, a fierce claw appeared in his palm, aiming to cover Ye Xuan’s neck.
Facing this scene, Ye Xuan appeared calm. He only raised his right hand when the claw was near, his eyes flashing with a hint of purple-gold color.
Pah!
In the shocking eyes of the onlookers, the seemingly extrely sharp claw was firmly grasped by Ye Xuan, unable to move.
"What?"
The elder’s expression changed drastically. Clearly, he didn’t expect Ye Xuan to suddenly possess such brute strength, completely overwhelming him in terms of power.
Crack!
Before he could be surprised, a crisp sound rang out, the elder’s wrist twisted, causing him to scream miserably, seemingly with a fractured wrist bone.
Bang!
Subsequently, Ye Xuan punched the elder’s abdon, making his eyes bulge out, and the elderly body fell like a teor from the sky, crashing to the ground heavily, creating a large pit.
Wow!
Instantly, a clamor ensued, evidently no one had expected Ye Xuan to defeat a Seventh Grade Extre Martial Saint strong opponent so quickly. Even if there was an elent of carelessness, it shouldn’t lead to a quick defeat by Ye Xuan.
Swish!
Not intending to give the elder any chance to catch his breath, purple-gold light burst forth from Ye Xuan, and a pair of dazzling purple-gold dragon wings spread out, leaving behind an extrely brilliant arc, the overwhelming pure dragon might swiftly spread out, filling the sky.
Now, Ye Xuan’s Dragon God body has initially been tempered successfully, his flesh as strong as the true Dragon Clan, akin to a dragon nearing the pinnacle of the Martial Saint Realm—it’s enough for him to dominate the world solely with bodily power.
With a flash of light, Ye Xuan disappeared from his original place, his fist containing imnse force, angrily blasting down, as if he tamorphosed into a divine dragon, crushing fiercely.
His target was evidently the previously severely injured elder.
"Courting death!"
Finally, Bao Yuntian couldn’t hold back. If he didn’t act now, his Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Palace would lose a Seventh Grade Extre Martial Saint strong figure.
In a flash, Bao Yuntian appeared before Ye Xuan, blotting out Ye Xuan’s punch with a palm.
The instant fists and palms collided, an overwhelming wave of energy swept outward, ear-piercing sonic booms reverberated, sweeping dozens of miles afar.
After the clash, both figures retreated, hovering in midair.
"Dragon Clan? Is this boy from the Dragon Clan?"
Bao Yuntian looked at Ye Xuan with shocked eyes. The aura emanating from the latter’s body indeed belonged to the true Dragon Clan. This boy, could he be sohow related to the Dragon Clan?
"Why, would you obediently leave because I am of the Dragon Clan?" Ye Xuan smiled indifferently, saying.
"Hmph! You’re not from the Dragon Clan, nor can you be. The Dragon Clan has always been neutral with my Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Palace, you must have found a way to obtain the bloodline of the Ancient Taiyin Dragon to disguise yourself as having a true Dragon Clan aura."
Bao Yuntian sneered, his eyes growing increasingly gloomy, "Boy, although the Ancient Taiyin Dragon broke away from the Dragon Clan long ago, he’s still a mber of the Dragon Clan. Daring to refine the Dragon Clan bloodline is forbidden, enough to make the Dragon Clan hunt you down to the ends of the earth. Kid, even if I don’t kill you, the Dragon Clan will take your life. You will ultimately et your doom."
The Dragon Clan’s control over bloodlines is extrely strict, anyone daring to touch the Dragon Clan bloodline not belonging to them faces the death penalty.
"That’s none of your concern."
Ye Xuan appeared indifferent, knowing full well the consequences of refining the Ancient Taiyin Dragon’s bloodline. Even so, what’s the harm? He’s set on obtaining the Dragon Clan bloodline, offending the Dragon Clan holds no fear for him.
"Hmph, it’s not worth it, today I shall first clean up you, kid, on behalf of the Dragon Clan!"
Bao Yuntian’s gaze suddenly turned icy. He stomped the snake staff in his hand abruptly, and the next mont, a Heavenly Snake Spiritual Body erged, under Bao Yuntian’s infusion of True Yuan, the Heavenly Snake Spiritual Body swelled enormously, inciting raging storm clouds, then opened its massive gaping maw, directly devouring toward Ye Xuan.
"Afraid you don’t have the ability."
Ye Xuan’s purple-gold dragon wings fluttered behind him, his gaze focused, inch by inch purple-gold dragon scales climbing over his body, appearing outside was likewise a divine dragon spiritual body, growing a pair of purple-gold wings, soaring out, eting the Heavenly Snake Spiritual Body.
Boom!
The two spiritual bodies clashed fiercely in the sky, terrifying pressure waves spreading like rolling thunder echoing through the air, stunning the strong figures below the Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Palace, leaving them bone-dry and tongue-tied.
"Who the hell is this kid, able to contend with Lord Bao Yuntian?"
"First a Heaven Emperor Mirror incarnation already caused so much trouble for our Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Palace, now this powerful kid cos along, we may really have misjudged this ti."
"Hmph, not necessarily. When has the Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Palace ever feared anyone? No matter how strong this kid is, he’s still only a Martial Saint. How far can he jump?"
The Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Palace’s strong figures whispered among themselves, although they spoke with confidence, their hearts were undoubtedly shocked. Ye Xuan’s strength had greatly surprised them, able to fight Bao Yuntian to such a level, it was enough to make them tremble.
Earlier, the elder at the Seventh Grade Extre Martial Saint realm appeared to have been swiftly defeated by Ye Xuan. If even Bao Yuntian can’t subdue Ye Xuan, then perhaps only the Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Emperor himself could handle him.
Under nurous watchful eyes, the dragon spirit and snake spirit’s battle grew increasingly fierce, yet most could sense that in this dragon vs. serpent dispute, the advantage seed to be gradually leaning toward Ye Xuan, spreading further.
"Swish!"
Bao Yuntian’s expression turned grim, his figure seemingly transford into a streak of lightning, shooting into the sky, rging with the Heavenly Snake spirit, in an instant, the twin lantern-like blood red eyes of the Heavenly Snake spirit burned intensely, power surging!
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