The dragon claws collided, without any dazzling display of magical power, only a pure clash of physical strength.
Click—click—click—
With a loud bang, the black and gold dragon scales shattered in the sky.
Fresh blood spurted out.
The dragon claws clashed, their water and fire incompatible, seemingly poised for a life-or-death struggle.
But soon, the power on the black dragon claw surged.
Ao's strategy was superior.
A ferocious dragon head materialized from the void, its dark golden vertical pupils radiating almost overflowing disdain. "Who do we have here? It's you, my defeated opponent!"
Upon hearing this, Ao Keji did not feel angry. He calmly said, "If it weren't for Ao Xiu's help back then, you would have been defeated long ago!"
"The winner takes all, what's the point of saying all this?"
Ao Zhan coldly said, "If you're not convinced, come and fight! We'll decide the winner and the loser, and who lives and who dies!"
"Ao Zhan, you should know that provocation is useless against me!"
Ao Keji remained calm and continued, "I have only one purpose in coming here, and that is to repay the humiliation you brought to my clan back then."
But now it seems I overestimated you.
Looking at the entire Black Dragon Clan, there are surprisingly few young members even at the Golden Immortal level.
There's no need for you, the current Dragon Emperor of the Black Dragon Clan, to treat a human as an honored guest.
Of course, his Dao heart was about to shatter.
If you wish to save him, you might as well send your clan's Golden Immortal in to see if they can stop my clan's prodigy.
“Ao Keji, you are still as hypocritical as you were back then.”
Ao Zhan said bluntly, "If you had the upper hand just now, given your personality, you would definitely have taken action yourself."
All this talk is just because we're weak.
You think you're worthy to let my Black Dragon Clan send people in?
"If you really send people in, and your clan's prodigy loses, won't you have another excuse?"
"Say whatever you want!"
Ao Keji reverted to human form and sat back down on his own.
"Oh ho, not even arguing back, looks like you've had your fair share of beatings over the years! Your former brilliance has been completely worn down!"
Ao Zhan followed closely behind, transforming into human form and sitting down casually beside him.
He then turned his gun on Yuan Wang and threatened, "Yuan Wang, you dare to scheme against my clan's distinguished guest. I'll remember this debt."
“Fellow Daoist Ao Zhan, looking at the history of the Azure Sky Domain, who hasn’t come out of the clutches of other forces?”
Threatening me like that is pointless!
Yuan Wang grinned, clearly not taking Ao Zhan's threat to heart.
Peace is the main theme of the Azure Sky Domain.
If the Black Dragon Clan wants to live in peace in a remote corner of the world, they can only maintain peace.
Even if something really happened to Nine-Striped Dragon Brahma, the Great Luo Immortal of the Black Dragon Clan wouldn't intervene.
Yuan Wang didn't care at all about the intensity of the battles below the Great Luo level.
Some die, and then they die!
......
Um?
Scheming!
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Ao Yao.
I was so stupid, really.
Who is Li Fan?
A person who can change the fate of the Black Dragon Clan!
Will he fall short in the competition with his peers?
That's impossible!
The Golden Dragon Clan's prodigy entering the Three Domains Blood Arena—isn't that just setting him up as a stepping stone for Li Fan?
Ao Keji wasn't there to step on someone's head, but to offer warmth and comfort.
What a kind person!
Thinking of this, Ao Zhan's face instantly darkened. "Hmph, we'll see!"
Ao Keji remained calm, a smile always playing on his lips.
We'll see.
We'll see!
Top-tier geniuses from the Central Heaven Star Region are not something that so-called prodigies from remote corners like the Azure Sky Region can contend with.
......
During the reign of Emperor Dayong, at the residence of Prince Le.
In the magnificent, golden hall sat a woman dressed in a plain white dress.
The woman was none other than Princess Yue.
Further down, in order, are the heirs of the Prince Le's Mansion.
The eldest son died young, so the heir chosen was the eldest grandson, Yongping.
This lineage originated from Princess Yue.
Apart from Yong Yongping, the rest of the groups are all of the same generation as Yue Wangzi.
These three, along with the eldest grandson Yongping, were the most qualified heirs chosen by various factions to inherit the position of Prince Le.
At the head of the throne, Princess Yue's eyes were icy cold.
If the rebellion had not occurred in the Dayong Dynasty, the situation today would not be what it is today.
The eldest son and grandson are the only heirs to the throne of King Le.
The second, third, and fourth sons, these bastards, should never even dream of getting their hands on the throne.
But now that things have come to this, the only option is to put it on the table and fight for it.
She could only endure this frustration.
"Mother, everyone is here, it's time to begin!"
A voice suddenly came from inside the hall.
The second prince, Yongji Kang, faced the throne, rose, and bowed.
Only the head remains level.
This attitude, which showed respect but not complete respect, greatly annoyed Princess Le.
She lowered her hand from her forehead, leaned forward, her eyes flashing with cold light, and said coldly, "Yong Jikang, are you teaching me how to do things?"
"If Mother insists on thinking this way, then let it be teaching!"
A contemptuous smile appeared on Yong Jikang's lips.
"Yong Jikang, how dare you be so insolent! Kneel down before me!"
A voice came from the side, and a young man who looked eight parts like the King of Music jumped out.
He was dressed in a bright yellow python robe, exuding an extraordinary air.
The only one who dared to stand up under these circumstances and even dared to rebuke Yong Jikang was Yong Yongping, the eldest grandson of the Prince of Le's mansion.
Princess Le looked pleased to see him step forward.
Despite the great changes that have taken place, Yongping has ultimately gained more of a manly spirit.
As long as we can get through this ordeal, the sea will be wide enough for fish to leap and the sky high enough for birds to fly.
Click—
Princess Yue's thoughts were pulled back by a crisp sound.
A fist, without anyone noticing, smashed Yong Yongping's head to pieces.
A red and white liquid dripped from the fist.
The entire hall seemed to be frozen in place.
"Is it really that complicated? Just kill anyone who disobeys. What's the point of all this nonsense?"
The owner of the fist was wearing a blood-red short shirt, and his muscles were bulging all over his body.
The thick blood vessels resembled dragons and snakes rising from the land, and the surging blood flowed with a sound like the ocean tide.
His presence in the main hall was like a mountain pressing down on everyone's hearts.
The projection of the Seven Heavens Palace was the most magnificent in the entire hall.
"Who...who are you?"
On the throne, Princess Le was almost limp.
She was angry, but even more so, she was terrified.
Fear of the unknown, fear of the strong.
The Seven Heavens Palace is enough to sweep through the entire Prince Le's Mansion.
It should be noted that even the strongest retainer of the Prince Le's Mansion was only at the fifth level of the Golden Immortal realm.
who is he?
And where did it come from?
"I am your father!"
The burly man grinned and took a step forward, appearing before the throne.
He reached out and grabbed Princess Yue, pulling her off the throne.
Her once neatly styled hair was now completely disheveled.
The burly man looked down at him as if he were an ant.
That's indeed the case!
He didn't respect anyone at all.
Prince Le's Mansion?
They're nothing but clay chickens and earthenware dogs!
If it weren't for the need to use the throne to conceal their whereabouts, Lou Wuzhu would have already annihilated them all.
"What...do...do you want to do?"
The disheveled Princess Yue was terrified and pleaded tremblingly, "Whatever you want to do, I'll agree to it, please don't kill me!"
"You worthless wretch!"
Lou Wuzhu snorted coldly, picked up Princess Le and threw her onto the throne.
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