Chapter 1776: Collapsed Dragon
Just a moment ago, the vast majority of people were still convinced that Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er were only half-joking... at most, it was an extremely unwise, or even foolish and childish act of provocation.
Because, that was the Dragon God!
When the Northern Divine Region had previously fought against the Eastern Divine Region, they had always maintained an attitude of not daring to provoke the Western Divine Region. Now with three parties facing off, it was not surprising that the Northern Divine Region would show off in front of the Southern Divine Region, but no matter what, they should not have angered the Dragon God Realm, which dominates and leads the Western Divine Region.
No, with Yun Che's words falling, it was far more than anger—it was clearly an uncompromising declaration of war!
Among all living beings in the world, without a doubt, the Dragon Clan is the strongest. At the same level of profound art, the Dragon Clan, due to their incomparably powerful vitality and immense depth of strength, are absolutely unmatched by any other race. Thus, "slaying a dragon" has been regarded as the supreme challenge in any era.
And killing a Dragon God... "harder than reaching the heavens" does not even begin to describe it.
But in Yun Che's mouth, slaying a dragon was less significant than killing a chicken. To anyone listening, this would not evoke shock, but merely ridicule.
At least Ashen Dragon God was the first to burst out laughing, his laughter ringing so loud that everyone's ears buzzed: "Hahahahaha... Well said, extremely well said! Worthy of the Northern Domain Demon Lord, you truly open my eyes, hahahahaha!"
Amid his wild laughter, the look in his eyes as he stared at Yun Che had completely lost any anger, replaced only by multiplied contempt: "A maddened butcher, who slaughtered a half-asleep, half-awake fat pig accustomed to comfort like a rabid dog, and then overnight swelled up to believe he can slay a dragon. Nanming Shendi, how do you think future generations will tell and view this joke?"
"Heh, the world is ever-changing, and the judgments of later generations are hardly something we of this era can fathom." Nanming Shendi said with a smile.
Ashen Dragon God glanced at him sideways, his tone laced with mockery: "The rumored Nanming Shendi is said to be razor-sharp and utterly unbridled, but it seems rumors are indeed not to be trusted. A sheep scared out of its wits—in my eyes, it's worse than a sleeping pig."
The faces of the Southern Domain crowd changed slightly, but no one dared to act out. Nanming Shendi's expression did not change in the slightest, still smiling faintly: "Ashen, rumors are indeed unreliable. But what one witnesses with their own eyes is a different matter entirely. Your judgment is a bit premature. Why not calm your heart, sit down, and have a few cups of wine. Perhaps half an hour from now, your conclusion might be somewhat different."
"No need." Ashen Dragon God said proudly: "My Dragon Clan has never deigned to actively provoke others. But the consequences of insulting my Dragon Clan have never been any different. You should be well aware of that, shouldn't you?"
He swept his gaze over the Four Divine Emperors of the Southern Domain: "Isn't this exactly what you were hoping to see?"
"So noisy." Yun Che said impatiently, his voice light. "Kill him."
Here in the Southern Abyss King's Hall, facing the Western Domain Dragon God, three words were directly spat from his mouth, as easily as ordering someone to shoo away a fly.
The moment Yun Che's voice fell, the Three Yan Mo Ancestors, who had been still as corpses just an instant before, instantly transformed into three streaks of dark black. The boundless dark baleful aura erupted completely, and the light of the Southern Abyss King's Hall was devoured in an instant.
The Three Yan Mo Ancestors—beneath Yun Che, they were the pinnacle of dark power!
When their Yama Force was released simultaneously, what it brought to those present was unquestionably the most terrifying dark pressure they had ever endured in their lives.
Even though the atmosphere had already deteriorated to the extreme, no one thought Yun Che would actually make a move against Ashen Dragon God. Because once he did, it would mean utterly offending the Dragon God Realm, with no room for recovery.
"Wait, let's—" Nanming Shendi quickly spoke, but his voice was immediately swallowed by the explosive roar that shook the heavens.
Boom!!
The moment the Three Yan Mo Ancestors made their move, Ashen Dragon God had already shot into the sky. As the Southern Abyss King's Hall collapsed, he blasted through the roof, carrying with him a vast dragon might that froze the space for a thousand miles.
Ashen Dragon God could certainly not defeat the Three Yan Mo Ancestors, but with his Dragon God stature, who in the world could detain him? Looking down from on high, facing the dark yin energy of the Three Yan Mo Ancestors, his gaze remained arrogant and mocking: "You actually dare to lay a hand on me. Yun Che, it seems calling you an idiot is already flattering you."
"Foolish demon, prepare to bear the true wrath of the dragon!"
His might shook souls, and Ashen Dragon God prepared to turn and leave.
Yun Che remained seated in his place, his entire body unmoving. Only a soft murmur escaped his lips:
"Get down here."
His eyes blazed with blue light, then in an instant turned into an unfathomably deep black. A pitch-black dragon shadow abruptly appeared above Yun Che, its eyes like demonic abysses, its wide-open maw releasing an ancient dragon roar that carried boundless dragon might and endless resentment.
ROAR————
The sky shattered, the king's hall split apart. The Divine Emperors, Abyss Gods... their souls were struck as if by a heavenly hammer, their bodies trembling on the verge of collapse, their consciousness blank for a moment.
As for Ashen Dragon God, his dragon eyes rapidly lost color, turning from gray-ash to deathly pale in an instant. Then his pupils vanished entirely, leaving only a blankness... a terror he had never experienced in his hundreds of thousands of years of life.
The supreme dragon might that had emanated from Ashen Dragon God, originally covering a thousand miles of space, was shattered into nothingness in that moment. His body, which had been proudly overlooking from the sky just a moment before, tumbled downward and crashed straight onto the ground.
When he landed, even the dragon aura naturally released from his body had mostly scattered.
Slice!
At that moment, three black shadows pounced, and the pitch-black ghost claws from the three Yan Mo Ancestors descended ruthlessly, piercing into Ashen Dragon God's shoulders and chest respectively.
The Dragon God's body—the strongest physical form in the world. Breaking through a Dragon God's body is said to be harder than ascending to heaven.
But the Dragon Clan's soul, which surpasses all living beings, suffered a spiritual shock nearly ten times greater than other creatures in the face of Yun Che's unique Dragon God Domain.
Because that was the ancient heavenly might of a true Dragon God.
The dragon soul collapsed in fear and humiliation, and without surprise, the Dragon God's power collapsed along with it. The ghost claws of the Three Yan Mo Ancestors pierced into the dragon body of Ashen Dragon God almost effortlessly. Three streams of incredibly terrifying Yama Force surged in instantly, erupted, and crazily devoured the Dragon God's body under their claws.
The Southern Domain emperors quickly recovered from their brief blankness of consciousness and immediately saw Ashen Dragon God crashed to the ground. His body was pierced through by the black claws of the Three Yan Mo Ancestors, and his frame, even his face, was rapidly being stained with a layer of gray-black.
"Ahhh... ah!!"
Agony like that from the deepest abyss of hell caused Ashen Dragon God's eyes to rapidly regain clarity. And in his refocused dragon eyes, what appeared was deep shock, fear, and trembling.
He had not been present at the Divine Profound Convention of that year, nor had he personally endured the dark soul of Yun Che's despair outside the Blue Pole Star. The Dragon Monarch, who alone understood everything, would never let the world know that Yun Che's dragon soul was that of an ancient Dragon God—the origin soul of the very god their Dragon God Clan worshipped.
If he had known even a little, he might not have ended up so utterly humiliated at this moment.
"You..." His first reaction was not to struggle or escape, but to look at Yun Che. Extreme terror and disbelief made his bulging eyes nearly burst.
Yun Che possessed a dragon soul—this was already known to everyone.
But only the Dragon God Clan could recognize what kind of inconceivable dragon soul he bore!
In the midst of his shock, Ashen Dragon God's eyes split at the corners. He let out a roar, and gray dragon qi erupted suddenly. With a world-shaking boom, a pair of enormous dragon wings unfurled from within the gray qi, revealing his true dragon form.
The Dragon God Clan usually appeared in human form, as it minimized consumption and burden. In dragon form, their body and power were at their most formidable.
Ashen Dragon God's true body was a thousand zhang in size. His gray-white dragon body reflected a cold light deeper than metal, and just a glance at that cold light was enough to make even Divine Lords and Divine Sovereigns feel a clear sense of pressure, even despair.
His true form appeared abruptly. The moment his Dragon God power erupted, the resulting airwaves were enough to overturn the heavens and seas, forcing the Three Yan Mo Ancestors back. But the three dark Yama lights on his dragon body were not dispelled by that; instead, they were like three invading demon gods, still madly gnawing at his originally indestructible dragon body.
Having revealed his true form, Ashen Dragon God's dragon might doubled, but he did not say another word. His wings split the sky, and with the entire Southern Abyss King City trembling, he fled with all his might.
This was the first time he had ever been so desperate, so humiliated, that he only wanted to escape... still in his complete Dragon God form.
The occurrence and changes of all this were too shocking and too fast. Even the Divine Emperors had barely recovered their senses. Only Qianye Ying'er cast a glance at the distant dragon shadow carrying black qi, sneering with great mockery.
ROAR————
The dark dragon roar carrying ancient heavenly might and resentment rang out once more over the Southern Abyss. This time, Ashen Dragon God was prepared. But with the dragon soul fully unleashed, his pupils still lost color in an instant.
In his world, there appeared a dark giant dragon, so massive it seemed to encompass an entire star realm—no, the entire Chaos itself was coiled by its dragon body. And his own body, which prided itself on overlooking the world and dominating all life, was insignificant like an ant before it. His originally noble bloodline and soul became so base before it that he dared not look directly, dared not bow his head.
Those world-obscuring dragon eyes seemed to be fixed on him. In just an instant, or even a single thought, they could erase him from existence as easily as brushing away a speck of dust.
Humility, fear, soul collapse... The gray dragon body froze in midair for a moment, the vast dragon qi scattering wildly, then it tumbled from the sky once again.
But this time, with his soul resisting, his collapse lasted far shorter than before. Halfway down, he barely regained some clarity amidst his terror.
But before the Three Yan Mo Ancestors, this brief soul collapse had already sealed his fate. Three dark demon claws once again pierced through his dragon body.
Having been forced back just now by the dragon qi Ashen Dragon God had fully erupted, it was an utter disgrace for the Three Yan Mo Ancestors. When they pounced again, they had shed any hint of their earlier playful attitude, baring their fangs and striking with all their might.
Shiiing!
At that instant, the vast Southern Abyss King City was plunged into an absolute darkness of terrifying magnitude.
The dark power of the Three Yan Mo Ancestors was already extremely fearsome, and with Ashen Dragon God's soul collapsed, he had no time to muster any resistance. The Yama Force, released with full power, spread in an instant to his blood, bones, meridians, and even his profound veins, heavily suppressing his body and power while cruelly devouring them.
Boom!!
The massive dragon body slammed heavily into the ground under the force of the Three Yan Mo Ancestors, causing the king city to shake violently. Extreme pain twisted Ashen Dragon God's face, but he stubbornly refused to let out a single scream. His dragon eyes bulged, his scales trembled. Even as the pain multiplied, he struggled with all his might, letting out low roars.
Two world-shaking dragon roars, and the Ashen Dragon God, who should have proudly departed, was now suppressed beneath the hands of the Three Yan Mo Ancestors... in just a few short breaths!
The dragon soul intimidation endured by the Southern Domain emperors was far less terrible than that suffered by Ashen Dragon God, but it was by no means light. Looking at the Ashen Dragon God, who had fallen so utterly in the blink of an eye, their still-stunned sea of souls could hardly believe what they were seeing.
"Demon Lord, this is—"
"Heh, he's still struggling in vain." Nanming Shendi had just begun to speak when Qianye Ying'er's voice cut him off. Ignoring Nanming Shendi's words, she smiled contemptuously and said, "You two, make him quiet down a little."
Behind her, Qianye Bingzhu and Qianye Wugu's figures became ethereal as they appeared above Ashen Dragon God, casting down two beams of golden light that pressed horizontally across his dragon body.
The Three Yan Mo Ancestors and the Two Fan Ancestors—five patriarchs pressing down together.
The restless, chaotic dragon qi of Ashen Dragon God, which had been straining with all its might, dissipated completely. Even the trembling of his body, down to every dragon whisker and every dragon scale, came to a complete halt.
Under the power of the five patriarchs, struggling, breathing, even moving a single dragon claw by a hair's breadth became an impossible luxury.
The world fell silent. Even the floating dust vanished without a trace.
In the half-collapsed Southern Abyss King's Hall, an oppressive suffocation reigned. They stared at the scene before them, just as unable to breathe as Ashen Dragon God.
To render a powerful Dragon God utterly unable to move—even with their stature and experience, they could hardly imagine what kind of power that was.
Or perhaps, they still could not believe that what was happening before their eyes was real.
That was Ashen Dragon God, one of the Nine Dragon Gods of the Dragon God Realm! In the eyes of the world, his status was nearly on par with that of a Divine Emperor. Even for a powerhouse like Nanming Shendi, defeating him would by no means be accomplished in a short time.
And in the blink of an eye... just a single blink, he had fallen to this?
In the dreadful silence, Yun Che walked forward slowly. Facing Ashen Dragon God's violently shrinking dragon eyes, his flat gaze was as if he were looking down at a mayfly: "Dragon God? You?"