Two great warriors battled from the sky to the ground, and back from underground to the heavens.
Everything was shattered into pieces, turned to ashes.
The whole world was filled with crisscrossing light and shadow, tearing the firmant apart.
However, the power expended ca from the tomb priests on the ground and the Divine Dragon Temple Legion.
The Sub-emperor (Dragon Emperor Puppet) received techniques from the Lunar Holy Palace with two main purposes: the first was to suppress the chaotic energy explosion within the Dragon Emperor Puppet. The second was to obtain a power akin to a domain’s divine strength, capable of absorbing the energy of all with Dragon Bloodline.
anwhile, Lanling, through the Heaven-reaching Dragon Tower, was also absorbing the power of those with Dragon Bloodline to coalesce a Dragon Emperor avatar to combat the Dragon Emperor Puppet.
Although the eight hundred tomb priests switched allegiance and rebelled again, they had already made the Divine Dragon Blood Oath and signed the Energy Contract. Hence, they could only beco energy vessels for Lanling, frantically being devoured.
However, what Lanling devoured were eight hundred tomb priests, while the Dragon Emperor Puppet devoured nine hundred tomb priests, plus hundreds of thousands in the Sanctuary Legion.
Within the energy shield, Lanling’s combatant was rely an avatar, whereas the Sub-emperor (Dragon Emperor Puppet) was the true energy form, additionally fortified by the Lunar Holy Palace.
Therefore, in each round of attack, the Dragon Emperor Puppet’s power was twenty percent stronger than Lanling’s avatar, and it could absorb twice the energy.
Precisely for this reason, after furiously assaulting for a whole hour.
The eight hundred rebellious tomb priests had already collapsed to the ground, their bloodline energy almost entirely consud by Lanling.
The power of these eight hundred tomb priests grew weaker, and so did Lanling’s avatar.
...
"Boom..."
The final clash between Lanling’s avatar and the Dragon Emperor Puppet.
Light burst forth!
Lanling’s Dragon Emperor avatar suddenly shattered, breaking into countless golden beams.
After more than an hour of fierce battling, comparable to a cot striking Earth, violently tearing for more than an hour, a victor was finally determined.
The Dragon Emperor Puppet won.
For the first ti, Lanling’s avatar was shattered!
In everyone’s eyes, Lanling’s avatar condensed once more, but this ti the ford Dragon Emperor avatar was much smaller, rely a few thousand ters.
The Sub-emperor (Dragon Emperor Puppet) looked down at Lanling and said, "You lost."
Lanling replied, "It’s just one move lost, that’s all."
The Sub-emperor responded, "In our battle, losing even one move ans quantity triggers a transformation. You can never win, because you’re just an avatar, inherently not as strong as I am. The energy you can absorb is only half of mine. In this battle, there was never any chance for you."
Lanling could only devour the energy of eight hundred tomb priests, while the Dragon Emperor Puppet could devour nine hundred tomb priests, plus hundreds of thousands of the Sanctuary. These people all knelt before the Dragon Emperor Puppet, showing their allegiance and becoming its followers.
"This isn’t true domain divine power," Lanling sneered, "it’s rely the energy technique bestowed by the Lunar Holy Palace."
The Sub-emperor said, "As long as it achieves the sa result, who cares? You’ve lost, you’re finished!"
The ten-thousand-ter-tall Sub-emperor continued crazily devouring the Dragon Bloodline energy. Instantly, its nine hundred tomb priest subordinates nearly fell to their knees, their legs buckling. anwhile, the hundreds of thousands in the Sanctuary Legion were so dizzy, they could barely stand.
The Sub-emperor (Dragon Emperor Puppet) intended to end the battle, so it voraciously absorbed energy. Instantly, its body, akin to a Golden War God, rose once more, from over ten thousand ters to fifteen thousand ters, and then to twenty thousand ters tall.
As one grew, the other weakened; now the Dragon Emperor Puppet was a full twenty thousand ters tall. Whereas Lanling’s Dragon Emperor avatar stood at rely five thousand ters.
The Sub-emperor glittered with golden light, dazzling and compelling. In contrast, Lanling’s Dragon Emperor avatar appeared dull and dim. In sheer size alone, Lanling’s Dragon Emperor avatar was only one-tenth of its opponent.
"The outco is settled, the end is decided," Tian Daoqi sighed.
Gu Ban sighed, "Indeed, the outco is settled."
...
The twenty-thousand-ter-tall Sub-emperor (Dragon Emperor Puppet) slowly approached Lanling’s avatar, suddenly delivering a devastating punch.
"Boom..."
In an instant, Lanling’s Dragon Emperor avatar shot out like a cannonball, flying a hundred miles away.
As the Sub-emperor moved like lightning, it chased after Lanling’s Dragon Emperor avatar and delivered another massive punch.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
The following scene was quite brutal, as the Sub-emperor relentlessly pumled Lanling’s Dragon Emperor avatar.
Lanling struggled desperately to resist, to counterattack, but the bloodline power of the eight hundred tomb priests he absorbed was utterly depleted, so the difference in power with the Sub-emperor was too vast. Unable to retaliate, unable to turn the tide.
Thus, an adrenaline-pumping scene unfolded in the eyes of the Sky Holy Palace.
The Dragon Emperor Puppet held down Lanling’s avatar, beating it furiously.
Hundreds of colossal punches landed every second; with each punch, a bit of Lanling’s divine glow was shattered, each blow fragnting part of his colossal avatar.
After thousands of punches, only about half of Lanling’s Dragon Emperor avatar remained, and its light was severely dimd.
The three overlords of the Sky Holy Palace, including Huai Bingyi, watched, their blood boiling.
But within the Floating Heaven Palace, Fu Lingxi and Fu Zilin watched with their hearts pounding.
Especially Fu Zilin, who could not believe what was happening before his eyes. In his mind, his father was the most powerful, invincible.
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