He was truly unable to understand why Zhou Yuan had rushed to his death. Such actions were foolish beyond reason. Where had all the brilliance he had previously displayed gone to?
And now, everything was over.
On the other hand, Zhao Pan breathed a heavy sigh of relief as if every burden had been lifted from his shoulders. He shot a sideways glance at Mu Wuji and snidely said, “What a pity, looks like that brat won’t have the fortune of entering your Cangxuan Sect.”
The corners of Mu Wuji’s mouth twitched as he shot Zhao Pan a venomous glare.
Zhao Pan showed no fear, all smiles as he continued to speak, “Don’t be too heartbroken brother Wuji, even if he did enter the Cangxuan Sect, he will only bring it shame. At least he had a clean death here.”
“You!”
Mu Wuji’s eyes boiled with rage as the boundless Genesis Qi around his body began to soar into the sky, rippling the clouds above.
Zhao Pan grinned nastily, “Does brother Wuji wish to exchange pointers with me here?”
The moment his voice faded, similarly majestic Genesis Qi whizzed out, giving off powerful Genesis Qi undulations.
Although they stood facing each other, ready to fight, neither party attacked in the end. Each gave the other a vicious glare before gradually withdrawing their Genesis Qi. Both clearly understood that this was neither the place nor time.
“Eh?”
All of a sudden, one of the envoy’s eyes concentrated slightly as he said with some hesitation, “There seems to be something strange inside?”
Mu Wuji, Zhao Pan and the rest immediately cast their gazes towards the white jade plaza. A split second later, their pupils abruptly shrank. They seemed to have caught sight of a flash of silver within the scarlet-red dragon breath.
On the white jade plaza.
Wu Huang’s maniacal laughter continued to echo. His eyes were scarlet-red as he gazed at the destruction wreaked by the dragon breath, while the smile on lips grew increasingly chilling and eerie.
“Zhou Yuan, you’ve lost!”
“Tragic and pitiful worm, you were already a failure when you were born, and now you’re still that same failure!”
“You should know by now just who the true dragon is, right?!”
“Haha, don’t worry. I promise that I will hang your corpse on my banner when I crush your Great Zhou Empire. I want to let everyone know how useless the so-called sacred dragon is!”
Wu Huang lifted his head and gazed at the sky as a beautiful figure surfaced in his mind. The proud and noble figure had been branded into his heart, never to be removed.
“Do you see this Wu Yao? I’ve said before that I will prove to you that I am the true dragon!”
“No matter how great your blessings, I believe that I will eventually catch up to you. In this world, only you and I are a perfect fit!”
A sick, crazed look flitted across Wu Huang’s eyes, before he closed them in a somewhat intoxicated manner and took in a deep breath.
“Is that so?”
At this moment, a low voice stealthily sounded.
Wu Huang’s eyes abruptly opened, alarm and doubt within them as he looked towards the scarlet-red dragon breath that was still travelling across the white jade plaza. Next, his pupils suddenly shrank as he saw a flash of silver light shoot out from the dragon breath.
When it passed by, even the dragon breath was forcefully ripped open.
The crazed smile on Wu Huang’s face froze as he cried out in horror, “What?!”
“No! Impossible! How can you be alive!” Howled Wu Huang in disbelief,
His heart was akin to a churning sea, filled with terror and astonishment. Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that Zhou Yuan would actually survive the dragon breath!
Countless gazes both inside and outside of the Saint Remains Domain blankly stared at the silver light as they rapidly swallowed their saliva.
Mu Wuji was also dazed. A brief moment later, he pinched his face and mumbled, “Why are the younger generation now all so fierce beyond reason…”
“Blasted, they’re clearly just a mere Heaven Gate practitioner and an Alpha-Origin practitioner… why is their battle even more intense than one between Divine Dwelling experts? My heart can’t take it anymore…”
Under the countless dazed looks, the silver figure swept past, tearing through the scarlet-red dragon breath. In the blink of an eye, it pierced through completely...
Only then did everyone finally get a clear view.
The silver figure was a person clothed in silver armor. The flickering ancient patterns that decorated it gave off a mystical aura, while extremely powerful Genesis Qi undulations violently pulsed from the armor.
Although the silver armor also covered the figure’s face, everyone knew that it was Zhou Yuan!
An ice-cold gaze seemed to shoot out from the silver armor, landing on Wu Huang’s frozen face.
Silver liquid flowed down the armor, clearly an aftereffect of passing through the dragon breath.
Swish!
Without a pause, the silver armor transformed into a flash of silver light that headed straight for Wu Huang.
“Zhou Yuan! You really are like an unbanishable spirit! Die!”
Wu Huang finally returned to his senses and furiously roared. His hands came together as scarlet-red Genesis Qi transformed into a hundred feet wide wall that stood before him with the intention of stopping Zhou Yuan.
However, Zhou Yuan’s figure did not stop, straight like a pencil as he shot forward. Five fingers tightly clenched into a fist that ruthlessly punched at the fire wall.
Bang!
A shockwave of destruction instantly blew apart the wall of flames.
After activating Silver Shadow, Zhou Yuan’s strength had risen dramatically, now so high that it no longer lost to the draconized Wu Huang. Adding in the Saint Rune’s ability to detect vulnerabilities, Wu Huang’s defenses were practically nonexistent before Zhou Yuan.
“Impossible! Impossible!”
Howled Wu Huang as his figure rapidly retreated while frantically sending blast after blast of Genesis Qi at Zhou Yuan.
Bang! Bang!
However, the silver figure dashed through like hot knife through butter, each blast of Genesis Qi blowing apart one after another.
In the short span of several breaths, every single one of Wu Huang’s attacks had been neutralized.
Silver light appeared in front of Wu Huang, the two individuals now a mere few feet from each other. Their gazes met in the air, both a sea of blood red, both filled with cruelness and ferocity.
Wu Huang roared, “Die Zhou Yuan!”
Another burst of Genesis Qi exploded from his body.
This time however, Zhou Yuan did not give the former any chance to attack. In a single step, he appeared beside Wu Huang.
“Wu Huang, I will take back everything your Wu clan has stolen from me…”
“And now, you shall be the first!”
There was no emotion whatsoever in the ice-cold voice that softly sounded by Wu Huang’s ear.
Wu Huang’s pupils violently shrank.
Under the countless watching gazes, Zhou Yuan and Wu Huang’s figures crossed each other.
The entire world seemed to go into slow mo at this moment.
Chapter 197 Battle Between the Two Dragons; Victory and Defeat
On the white jade plaza, even the sound of wind seemed to slow to a crawl.
Countless gazes had their full focus on the two figures that had crossed.
Zhou Yuan and Wu Huang were now back to back.
The bright silver light on Zhou Yuan’s body began to dim, transforming into silver liquid that flowed down, ultimately becoming a silver ball as it floated by his side.
Urgh!
Once the silver armor was off, Zhou Yuan could not help but vomit a mouthful of blood. Intense pain pulsed from between his brows, nearly causing him to lose consciousness.
However, he forced himse
lf to endure it while the Spirit between his brows rapidly dimmed.
Fortunately, the Saint Spirit Crystal began to emanate rays of light that wrapped around his Spirit. Strands of cooling aura poured into his Spirit, allowing him to maintain his final shred of consciousness.
The sight of those caused the onlookers both inside and outside the Saint Remains Domain to cry out in alarm, “Zhou Yuan seems to be seriously injured?”
Anyone could sense that Zhou Yuan’s Genesis Qi was also swiftly weakening, undoubtedly a sign that he would no longer be able to fight.
Mu Wuji, Zhao Pan and the other four envoys watched closely, not daring to blink.
Under their watching eyes, Zhou Yuan feebly wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth. His usage of Silver Shadow had been very brief this time, which was why Zhou Yuan had not directly lost consciousness like before.
Even so, Zhou Yuan could feel that his Spirit had become extremely weak. He did indeed no longer possess the strength to do battle.
However, no panic appeared on his face.
He lowered his head to look at his hand, seeing fresh blood drip from his fingertips, but it did not belong to him...
Zhou Yuan declared in an indifferent voice, “Wu Huang, you all will never be able to take what’s truly mine.”
Back still facing each other, Wu Huang’s hoarse voice was transmitted over, “How can this be?! How can I lose to trash like you?! It’s not fair!”
His howls were filled with indignation.
“You were too prideful.” Replied Zhou Yuan.
Wu Huang’s expression twisted as he recalled the words Wu Yao once said to him when he left the Great Wu royal palace.
“Wu Huang, there will eventually come a day where you will lose because of your pride and arrogance.”
The him from back then had laughed at these words, because he had never felt that the crippled dragon Zhou Yuan was even worthy enough to enter his eyes. He saw the latter as an ant, an ant that could easily be swatted away into the endless abyss with a simple flip of his hand.
However, he would never have imagined the things that had happened today...
The once ant like existence in his eyes had destroyed all of his trump cards...
The pride he once had began to vanish completely at this moment.
“I… won’t accept…” Mumbled Wu Huang.
Squerrch!
A line of blood slowly appeared on his neck. In the next instant, Wu Huang’s head fell from his body...
Blood dashed into the sky.
The entire Saint Remains Domain and the area outside was completely silent, before countless gasps sounded.
“Wu Huang has been killed!’
Gaze after gaze stared at this scene in shock. No one had expected the unfathomably powerful Wu Huang would be killed by a Heaven Gate stage youth.
Mu Wuji’s mouth hung wide open, the pipe in his hand shaking as he mumbled, “This kid, how the heck did he do it?!”
Moments ago, he had been certain that Zhou Yuan was dead!
But who could have expected him to suddenly break through Wu Huang’s terrifying attack, almost instantaneously reversing the situation, and then taking his head...
“How can this be?!”
Zhao Pao also roared. His abruptly stood up with a stormy expression, chillingly staring at the mirror with eyes filled with disbelief.
He was likewise unable to accept that Wu Huang had lost to Zhou Yuan!
The entire place was plagued by an endless uproar. However, no matter how much they did not believe it, the scenes in the mirror made them understand how cruel reality was.
In the Saint Remains Domain, Xiao Tianxuan and Gu Ling were dumbstruck when they saw this scene.
Moments later, they swallowed a mouthful of saliva. When they looked towards Zhou Yuan’s figure again, there now some fear in their eyes. They clearly knew how powerful Wu Huang was, and yet, even someone as unreasonably strong as him had lost at Zhou Yuan’s hands...
Meanwhile, rays of light suddenly exploded from the fifth to ninth stone platforms along the stone stairs.
The light gradually weakened as the situation within the five stone platforms was clearly revealed.
On the fifth stone platform, Luluo was seated on the ground, her small face rather pale. Little Frost feebly lay on her shoulder, the glow around it now pretty dim.
Some distance to her front, a life-like ice statue glittered under the sunshine. Inside it, Zhu Ying’s face was frozen, never to move again.
On the sixth stone platform, Zhen Xu’s clothes were torn and tattered, countless deep blade cuts all over his body. However, no blood flowed from his wounds, his body akin to a dried corpse. Before him, Jiang Quan was also covered in wounds, one of them however, had pierced the spot between his brows...
On the seventh stone platform, Zuoqiu Qingyu’s fair feet stood on the shoulders of a muscular metal tower like figure. Blood could be seen at the corner of her mouth, making her red lips even more enchanting.
The metal tower like man below her feet called Qin Tong had one knee on the ground. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
On the eighth stone platform, or what was left of it. It was as if the entire platform had been blown apart. Ning Zhan climbed out from the rubble. His body was riddled with injuries, but the smile on his face was filled with wild excitement.
One would faintly see white hair poking out from the rubble nearby.
On the ninth stone platform, two figures were seated cross-legged.
Bloody hole after hole could be seen on Blind Sword’s body. His face was very pale, while the hand that grasp his black heavy sword trembled without end.
Ye Ming was seated some distance to his front. However, a deep sword wound ran from his shoulder to his waist, practically splitting him into two.
Both individuals’ injuries were a terrible sight to behold.
It was a case of neither party winning due to serious injuries.
*Uproar*!
The sight of this caused an uproar to wash across the entire place once again, but it was soon followed by deafening cheers. With the exception of the ninth stone platform, every other fight seemed to have ended in the Cangmang Continent’s victory...
However, Luluo, Zuoqiu Qingyu and the rest were currently lifting their heads to look towards the peak of the Saint mountain. Next, they saw the kneeling Zhou Yuan, a head falling behind him as blood spurted into the sky from Wu Huang’s headless body...
“What a freak…” Mumbled Luluo.
“To think that he was able to do it…” Said Zhen Xu in a soft voice.
Zuoqiu Qingyu’s eyes shined. With a lovely laugh, she slyly said, “Looks like… this guy is a pretty good option too…”
Ning Zhan stared at Zhou Yuan’s figure with a solemn expression, “How formidable, I really want to… go at it with him!”
Blind Sword Li Chunjun lightly grasped his heavy sword in silence for a while, before he spoke, “Zhou Yuan, it seems that you will a better grindstone for my sword than Wu Huang in the future…”
Ye Ming coughed out some blood as he shook his head and smiled. “Heh heh, Wu Huang ah Wu Huang, I truly never expected that you will ultimately lose to him…”
Every gaze had converged onto the white jade plaza.
Where an exceptionally shocking scene was present.
Under the lingering rays of the sun, a figure kneeled on one knee, while a head fell, blood spraying into the sky...
Chapter 198 Splitting the Sacred Dragon Blessing
On the ruins of what was once a white jade plaza, Zhou Yuan was kneeling on one knee. His expression was deathly pale, the Genesis Qi around his body extremely weak, while the Spirit between his brows was so dim that it seemed as if it was about to be extinguished.
He gently turned his gaze, eyes indifferent as he looked towards the headless body behind him.
Bzz!
All of a sudden, Wu Huang’s headless corpse began to tremble f
aintly. A split second later, a flash of light dashed out from his stump of a neck, the roar of a dragon echoing within it.
A faint translucent dragon silhouette was revealed within the light.
The dragon silhouette was ancient and noble, like a gift from the heavens.
Zhou Yuan heart violently shook when he saw it. He could feel an extremely intimate and familiar aura from it...
“The sacred dragon blessing…”
There was a slight tremble in Zhou Yuan’s voice. Back then, king Wu had extracted the sacred dragon blessing from his body and infused it into Great Wu’s python and sparrow...
He never imagined that a dozen years later, he would once again be able to feel the sacred dragon blessing that originally belonged to him.
Hss!
The Omni Python Qi in Zhou Yuan’s Qi Dwelling began to stir violently. A hiss seemed to echo, filled with an indescribable thirst and desire.
Bzz!
The translucent dragon silhouette coiled in mid-air for a moment, before suddenly sweeping dowards.
However, it was not headed towards Zhou Yuan but Wu Huang’s decapitated head.
“Wu Huang, I knew that you will not die so easily!” Chilling light blossomed in Zhou Yuan’s eyes, no hesitation whatsoever as he immediately threw a punch. The tiny bit of Genesis Qi that had just recovered in his body whizzed out without reservation, ruthlessly blasting towards Wu Huang’s head.
At this moment, the head on the ground suddenly opened its eyes. Light appeared between its brows, revealing a faint illusory figure.
It was Wu Huang’s Spirit.
Zhou Yuan had slayed Wu Huang’s physical body, but his Spirit had hid itself between his brows.
When the gazes both inside and outside Saint Remains saw this, they burst out in alarm, “Wu Huang’s Spirit has not faded together with his body?”
“It seems that he has a Spirit protection treasure. That’s how his Spirit hid in his head.”
“But the Spirit is useless without a body unless it steps into the Corporeal stage. However, Wu Huang's Spirit was clearly far from that level!"
"Zhou Yuan only needs to pulverise his head. His Spirit will then have nowhere to hide, making it an easy target."
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