Ancient Martial Saint Emperor of Another World [Complete] - 21

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Chapter 222 Tiger Soul Possession

"Roar~~~" The Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, Eric Mochi, roared. Perhaps due to intense pain in its massive body burning with Hellfire, its bat wings flapped violently, propelling its now 200-zhang-tall body into the sky, hurtling towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng, trapped in this unprecedentedly profound state, watched expressionlessly as the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, approaching him at almost a hundred times the speed of sound, aided by his Heavenly Eye on his forehead. He felt as if he were a giant snail slowly crawling.

The hundred-zhang distance was covered in the blink of an eye. Just as the rising inky black flames were about to touch Qin Feng's body, he vanished in that instant.

"Roar~~~" Deprived of its target, the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger became exceptionally agitated. Its massive body, seemingly agile to ordinary people, could only be described with one word in front of Qin Feng: clumsy!

Of all martial arts, nothing is invincible except speed! This sentence reveals the true essence of ancient Chinese martial arts. Many people believe that masters must fight for seven days and eight nights, battling to the point of mutual destruction, but this is not the case. In a true duel between masters, even if the skill difference is great, victory or defeat can often be decided in a single move.

A single move contains the greatest power of the entire body, the unity of essence, energy, and spirit, a state of being detached from worldly affairs, a mind devoid of heaven and earth, self and other, only this power-up that has been built up. After that one move, it is either you die or I die. This is the true duel between masters.

Qin Feng unexpectedly entered a state of emptiness and clarity at this moment. With the help of the Heavenly Eye, the limit of martial arts, he reflected everything in the world, big and small, into his mind, his whole body as if it had merged with heaven and earth. No, heaven and earth might not even be enough; only the vast sky can describe it.

"Roar~~~" Seeing its target suddenly disappear before its eyes, the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger displayed its experience of tens of thousands of years of cultivation. A blood-red mist-like substance suddenly spread outwards from its body.

This blood mist-like substance is called Blood Crystal. It's actually a substance formed from the dust that accumulates on the fur of the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant over the years, transformed after being burned by Hellfire. It resembles its fur. You can sense if anything touches these microparticles, thus determining the opponent's location.

Unfortunately, the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant is destined to be disappointed today. Its opponent, that cunning reptile, has truly vanished. Despite the Blood Crystal scan, not a single living being can be found within tens of kilometers.

"Where did that annoying little reptile go?" Having missed its target, the massive Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant hovers in mid-air, muttering in bewilderment.

Qin Feng is not elsewhere; he floats in mid-air, and three zhang below him is none other than the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant searching for him!

He remains silent. With just a flick of his finger, an extremely sharp gust of wind shot towards the massive horn atop the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant's head, emitting a piercing whistle as it cleaved through the air.

A resounding clang of metal rang out, and the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant let out a bloodcurdling scream.

Its horn, its strongest weapon, was supposed to be its hardest point, but as the saying goes, the strongest point is often the weakest. Through his Heavenly Eye, Qin Feng easily identified every weak point on the ferocious Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant's body, though its entire body was bathed in Hellfire, making it difficult to attack.

"Roar~~~" Having failed to strike and instead suffering severe injuries, the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant roared furiously at the sky. Its originally jet-black horn turned crimson, becoming increasingly transparent, revealing even the fine veins and blood vessels, like a piece of translucent red jade. A strange light flashed in its blood-red tiger eyes.

Then, Qin Feng, who had entered a state of clarity, felt a blur before his eyes, and a woman in a white robe appeared before him. She had long, flowing golden hair, emerald green eyes, a graceful figure, and a faint smile at the corner of her lips. It was Princess Lily, whom Qin Feng had been longing for day and night.

“Feng…” Princess Lily smiled brightly at Qin Feng, like a blooming white crane, stretching out her arms towards him, her face full of hope.

“Lily?” Qin Feng was slightly startled, a ripple stirring in his heart. His mind immediately emerged from the nameless state of clarity. His strength returned to his original Sixteen-Winged God-King level.

“Feng… come here… what’s wrong… don’t you love me anymore… don’t you remember the first time we met…” Seeing Qin Feng hesitate, Princess Lily couldn’t help but shed tears, her voice trembling with sobs as she slowly recounted all the events since they had met.

Qin Feng's once clear eyes gradually blurred as Princess Lily spoke. He slowly moved closer to her, but he didn't see the strange glint in her eyes.

"Damn it, Qin boy, wake up! This is Illusionary Magic! That damn tiger actually learned the ultimate technique of Illusionary Magic! Unbelievable! Hey, Qin boy, wake up! There's no wife here, only that damn Tyrant Tiger! Damn it, why are you running towards him?!" Suddenly, the anxious spiritual energy fluctuations of Tiger Soul echoed in Qin Feng's mind. But Qin Feng's

body only paused slightly, his eyes remaining as dazed as before, and he continued moving towards Princess Lily at the same speed.

"Come... Feng... hug me..." Princess Lily's arms were outstretched, her alluring lips opening and closing as if possessing a strange attraction.

Seeing Qin Feng reach Princess Lily and pull her into his arms, the tiger spirit in Qin Feng's mind muttered in frustration,

"This idiot, doesn't he know he's hugging that stinky tiger's horn? Sigh, looks like I have to make my appearance early! Otherwise, this kid's soul will be sucked away by this damn tiger."

Meanwhile, Princess Lily, the only one in Qin Feng's arms, looked at him with deep affection and said slowly,

"Feng, you're tired, sleep... I'll stay with you... sleep..."

Just as Princess Lily's sexy red lips parted, the deep affection on her face suddenly froze. She stared at Qin Feng in disbelief, her slender finger pointing at him, speechless, before turning into fragments and disappearing into the void.

"Aowhhhhh!" A heart-wrenching scream rang out. The once majestic and powerful Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger lay sprawled on the ground, writhing in agony. The nearly ten-foot-long horn on its head was gone, and a huge wound at its base was gushing crimson blood.

Qin Feng's expression returned to normal, his face calm. His right hand gripped the nearly foot-long hilt of the Demon Blade Tiger Soul, while his left hand held a nearly ten-foot-long, ruby-red horn upside down, drops of blood dripping from its base.

"Damn it, Qin kid, you..." Tiger Soul shrieked from within Qin Feng's mind.

"What happened?" Qin Feng stared intently at the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger rolling on the ground. Blood was everywhere, the hellfire that had enveloped it was gone, and its imposing bone armor was covered in filth, looking quite disheveled. Its massive bat wings were now tucked under its ribs, making it look utterly pathetic.

"Damn, were you fully conscious the whole time and then used your trick to ambush it?" Tiger Soul cried out in Qin Feng's mind.

"No, I was indeed trapped in its spell at first, but thankfully you reminded me, and I woke up." Qin Feng sighed softly. In truth, how could he not want to be immersed in that environment, holding the woman he deeply loved tightly in his arms?

"Little White, get ready. Once that big, clumsy tiger down there has almost exhausted its life force, you'll have to start possessing it too," Qin Feng said, looking at the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger struggling less and less on the ground, its breath growing weaker and weaker.

"Qin boy, tell me, isn't this a bit too easy? After all, he has cultivated for over 90,000 years, longer than I, the Tiger God, have cultivated. How could you have succeeded so easily?" Tiger Soul was about to shout excitedly after hearing Qin Feng's words when he suddenly seemed to remember something and tilted his head to ask.

"Hmph, alright, would I harm you? You're my brother!" Qin Feng's face showed a wry smile as he explained to the Tiger Soul in his sea of consciousness,

"I just entered a very strange realm and observed its entire body through my Heavenly Eye. It's safe to say that under its double protection of bone armor and Hellfire, it's difficult to cause it any substantial damage. Its only weakness is the horn on its head. Originally, its horn should have been its strongest part because it usually pours all its energy into it. However, when it casts that spell that can bewitch people's minds, it becomes extremely vulnerable for some reason. And I just happened to be awakened from its illusion by you, so I played along. That's why it's like this now. This horn contains nearly eight-tenths of its power, which I've now extracted. Hehe... I'll give it back to you after you possess it!" Qin Feng finished speaking and raised the horn in his left hand.

"Damn, you're really cunning! As expected of my brother, Tiger God. I'm going to possess him now, you protect me." Tiger Soul let out a strange cry, suddenly transforming into a blood-red spiritual energy tiger shadow, emerging from Qin Feng's sea of consciousness. Without pausing, it flew towards the gradually dying Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger on the ground, instantly disappearing into the massive body of the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger.

Chapter 223 The Battle of Possession

Seeing the tiger soul disappear into the body of the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, Qin Feng sheathed his demon sword, put the unicorn into his spatial bag, and with a few mysterious movements under his feet, his figure left

several afterimages in the void, appearing beside the massive body of the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger.

The Heaven-Shattering Earth-Striking Great Technique reached its peak, and at the same time, the Heavenly Eye that had just closed opened again. A flash of golden white light appeared, like an X-ray machine, clearly

displaying in his sea of consciousness.

At this moment, the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's body was in complete chaos. Its internal energy seemed to have lost control, rampaging wildly. Some meridians were broken

into . In the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's brain, the situation was even more chaotic. Two powerful spiritual energies were desperately attacking each other. One, larger and carrying a familiar aura,

was the soul of Tiger Soul that had previously flown out of Qin Feng's sea of consciousness—it should be called Little White. The other, smaller than Little White, was probably the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's own

soul , though it now appeared somewhat pathetic as it launched a fierce attack.

"Damn it, kid, don't run away! What are you running for!" Seeing that it was no match for Little White, the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's soul began a desperate escape. Utilizing its greater familiarity with the terrain

, it quickly hid in a corner of the sea of consciousness, making it difficult for Little White to find it. Then, taking advantage of Little White's distraction, it secretly launched a sneak attack.

This caused Xiao Bai to suffer several setbacks, losing a significant amount of his spiritual energy to the bat-winged, bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, which made him scream in distress.

Possession, as everyone knows, is not simply a soul occupying a body. In reality, it is extremely dangerous. Even some ancient Chinese

demonic practitioners were reluctant to use this technique. To seize a body, one must devour its original soul—not just drive it away, but completely consume it. Otherwise, a backlash could occur,

resulting in the soul's complete annihilation.

Because possession involves a life-or-death battle of soul devouring, generally, the chosen target's soul is much weaker than the one being possessed,

ensuring a successful possession.

In this possession attempt, the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger was actually not much inferior to Tiger Soul in terms of rank and power. Even if there was a difference, it was only a limited one. Therefore, Tiger Soul only

began the possession attempt after the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger was severely injured. However, Tiger Soul forgot that this soul had been cultivating within this body for tens of thousands of years, and was extremely familiar with the storage place of the soul, the Sea of Consciousness

. As a result, when the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger adopted guerrilla warfare, Tiger Soul, who had initially had the upper hand, fell into a disadvantageous position, and a considerable amount of spiritual energy was devoured by the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger.

--Once a possession battle begins, it becomes a fight to the death, so even though Tiger Soul was at a disadvantage, it still had to fight back.

Outside the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's body, Qin Feng, who was reflecting everything in his Sea of Consciousness through his Heavenly Eye, frowned slightly. If this continued, Tiger Soul might end up

being devoured !

However, Qin Feng's relaxed brows immediately relaxed. A sinister smile crept onto his lips.

Tiger Soul, who was helplessly and passively defending itself within the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's sea of consciousness, suddenly received a mental energy message from Qin Feng:

"Little White, do as I say. I can clearly see that damn tiger's whereabouts."

Tiger Soul was overjoyed, feeling much more at ease, and nodded repeatedly.

"Be careful, it's attacking from behind." Upon receiving Qin Feng's "information," Tiger Soul suddenly dived downwards, then abruptly flipped over within the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's sea of consciousness. Taking advantage of the moment when the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's soul, which had

expected to strike Tiger Soul, was stunned, it opened its massive jaws and bit down hard, tearing off a large chunk of mental energy concentrated many times over.

As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot. Having spent time with Qin Feng, Tiger Soul naturally learned this underhanded trick. It hurriedly swallowed the large chunk of mental energy, and without closing its jaws,

took bite.

The Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's soul, having had two large chunks of its spiritual energy torn away, also provoked Tiger Soul. No longer dodging as before, it opened its mouth wide and lunged at Tiger Soul.

Instantly, these two powerful souls, a level higher than a God-King, fought like two stray dogs on the street, biting each other repeatedly.

However, Tiger Soul, having followed Emperor Chi You in countless battles, was far more formidable than the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, whose soul only possessed simple fighting skills.

To illustrate, it was like two people fighting: one a master assassin skilled in killing, the other a martial arts expert. In a life-or-death duel,

the assassin would undoubtedly win!

Just like now, Tiger Soul and the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger were locked in a desperate battle. Although the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger had an innate speed advantage and attacked more frequently than Tiger Soul,

each attack it landed on insignificant areas, yielding very little spiritual energy. Conversely, while Tiger Soul attacked far fewer times, each

hit yielded significantly more

spiritual energy.

As a result, in no time, the spiritual energy cluster that was originally comparable to Tiger Soul's shrank considerably, and all of Tiger Soul's lost spiritual energy went to Tiger Soul. With this shift in power

, and given that the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger was already weaker than Tiger Soul, and was now struggling to defend itself, it seemed on the verge of being completely devoured by Tiger Soul.

Suddenly, taking advantage of the moment when Tiger Soul tore off a piece of its spiritual energy, the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger swiftly retreated, attempting to repeat its previous trick by relying on its familiarity with the terrain.

However, with Qin Feng acting as its "radar," Tiger Soul was not so easily fooled. It let out an excited roar of spiritual energy and chased after the fleeing Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger.

Thus, an interesting police chase ensued. The fleeing Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, familiar with the environment and

possessing slipped into small gaps in the sea of consciousness and darted through side passages to evade the pursuing Tiger Soul.

Meanwhile, Tiger Soul, now aided by Qin Feng and having absorbed most of the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's spiritual energy, had grown considerably stronger. Although it still lagged behind

the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger in speed, its endurance was far superior.

The two intertwined in this way. The fleeing Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger stumbled, its speed slowing down. Tiger Soul, seeing this, was overjoyed and accelerated again, charging

towards increasingly slow-moving Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, its jaws snapping open as if to devour it whole.

Just as Tiger Soul was about to bite the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, the slowed-down Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger suddenly spun around, its mouth wide open, attempting to swallow a piece of Tiger Soul's spiritual energy

.

"Hahaha~~~ Idiot, my brother told me about your little tricks long ago! Die!" Tiger Soul laughed arrogantly, its previously condensed spiritual energy suddenly expanding, transforming into

a massive curtain that forcefully enveloped the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's spiritual energy, then squeezed it desperately. Within

the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's sea of consciousness, waves of unwilling, dying struggle spiritual energy surged, accompanied by Tiger Soul's extremely arrogant yet incredibly excited laughter.

Beside the massive corpse of the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, Qin Feng gently wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, a genuine smile playing on his lips.

Although it had cost him a considerable amount, helping Tiger Soul obtain a body it had longed for was worthwhile, whether as brothers or friends.

Within the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's sea of consciousness, after several quarters of hours of continuous absorption, the original soul cluster of the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, enveloped by Tiger Soul, shrank smaller and smaller, its struggling spiritual energy fluctuations

weakening until it finally disappeared. Tiger Soul, having absorbed the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's spiritual energy and soul imprint, was nearly twice as large

as before, showing a qualitative leap in both its aura and the purity of its energy.

"Roar~~~" The massive body of the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, which had been sprawled on the ground, suddenly flipped over and stood up, letting out a long roar towards the blood-red sky, as if expressing some

special emotion.

"Alright, alright, Little White, I know you're much stronger now! But it seems your horn is still with me. If you only care about a powerful soul and not your physical body, then

I'll keep the horn." Qin Feng covered his ears and roared at Tiger Soul, who had already taken over the body of the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger.

"Woo~~" Upon hearing Qin Feng's harsh words, Tiger Soul, who had originally wanted to continue expressing its feelings, immediately stopped its noisy howling and gave Qin Feng

a skin crawl.

"Alright, alright, here you go, here you go. Stop giving me those winks, you've really defeated me." Qin Feng quickly tossed the nearly ten-foot-long horn from his spatial bag to Tiger Soul.

"Haha~~~ Qin boy, thanks a lot~~~ Let this Tiger God recover his strength first." Swallowing the horn Qin Feng had thrown in one gulp, Tiger Soul's arrogant voice

boomed like muffled thunder. Then, striking a pose Qin Feng couldn't describe, he began refining the horn he had just swallowed.

Chapter 224 Return to

Dragon Island Outside the Dragon Emperor's Palace.

"Damn it, hurry up and block him! So many of you can't even hold him off? You bastards, you're high-ranking dragons of our noble dragon race, how can you be so incompetent? Surround him, don't let him escape again, this damned lion!" The hoarse and somewhat exasperated voice of the Fire Dragon King, Brumtakirek, came from above the Dragon Emperor's Palace.

"Hey, get out of my way! You're blocking my way!"

"You idiot, how come you can't even stop such a small lion? Ouch!"

"Here, this little lion is here! I've blocked him! Hurry, hurry, hurry! Ahhhhhh!"

"That damn lion! Like father, like son. Only a rebellious person would raise such a treacherous and shameless pet. Don't let him fall into my hands. If I catch him, I'll skin you alive!"

...

Following the orders of the Fire Dragon King Brumtak, shouts from high-ranking dragons filled the air.

"Damn it, even if we actually catch that little lion, we dragons will have completely lost face!" The Dark Dragon King, Floydek, whose face was usually expressionless, was now bulging with veins. Watching the group of high-ranking dragons in mid-air, led by the Fire Dragon King, Brumtakirek, seemingly playing a game, trying to capture the Nine Luminaries Mystic Heavenly Winged Lion, he felt an urge to strangle them.

"Sigh, can't this Brumtakirek use his brain? How come..." The Water Dragon King, Mokotiana, covered her forehead with her hand, sighing helplessly, but her eyes darted to the Dragon Emperor behind her.

The Dragon Emperor seemed oblivious to the farce in the sky, his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the black hole that would disappear in a few moments. His brow was furrowed, and he muttered something under his breath.

"All high-ranking dragons, retreat! Um, which brother below can help me? Let's capture that rebellious human's pet together. Besides, this lion is the natural enemy of our dragon race! Hehe, the Nine Luminaries Mystic Heavenly Winged Lion. Elder Silver was killed by that human while trying to eliminate him, along with several young children. Speaking of which, this little thing is the culprit who caused this calamity for our dragon race!" Seeing that the high-ranking dragons who came to help were completely unable to stop the little lion's rampage and were instead making a fool of themselves, the fire dragon king Brumtakirek's eyes darted around. He dismissed the high-ranking dragons and turned to the other ten dragon kings who remained motionless on the ground.

"I'll help you!" Upon hearing Brumtakirek's words... A clear voice rang out from the ranks of ten dragon kings, followed by a flash of yellow. A middle-aged man in a golden robe appeared in the air, bearing a slight resemblance to the Dragon Emperor. This was none other than the Three-Headed Golden Dragon King, Tregateixiu, the younger brother of the Dragon Emperor Trimoldelisistro.

"Count me in!" Following closely behind the Three-Headed Golden Dragon King, a silver figure flashed by, and a woman in a silver robe floated in the air. This was the Silver Dragon King, Empolichieva, the sister of Elder Silver.

"And me!" A deep voice followed, and a burly earth-elemental dragon king, Ersmishut, appeared in the air.

The four dragon kings were: Brumtakirek, Tregateixiu, Empolichieva, and Ersmishut.

"Hahaha~~~ Now that the four of us Dragon Kings are attacking together, let's see where you can run. Go ahead and run, why aren't you running anymore? You little beast!" The Fire Dragon King, Brumtakirek, laughed wildly and violently.

"Who are you calling a little beast?" Surrounded by the four Dragon Kings, the little lion showed no fear whatsoever. He stared at the laughing Fire Dragon King, Brumtakirek, with his big, bright black eyes and asked in a childish voice.

"Of course I'm calling you a little beast!" Brumtakirek replied without hesitation.

"Oh... I see." The little lion blinked his adorable eyes, deliberately drawing out the sound.

The other three Dragon Kings, including those surrounding the little lion with Brumtakirek, had been trying to suppress their laughter upon hearing Brumtakirek's answer, but seeing the little lion's mischievous antics, they couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter.

The Fire Dragon King, Brumtakirek, was slightly taken aback, then understood the situation and flew into a rage, roaring at the little lion:

"How dare you mock me like this! Today, I won't be able to vent my hatred until I grind you to dust! Ahhhhh!" Seeing himself humiliated in front of his many clansmen, the enraged Fire Dragon King, Brumtakirek, first breathed a breath of dragon fire imbued with his primal energy at the little lion.

The little lion, who had been closely watching Brumtakirek's movements, saw the golden dragon fire rushing towards him but didn't dodge, simply standing there waiting for the breath to hit him.

"Brumtakirek, this little lion is the Nine Luminaries Mystic Heavenly Winged Lion. Fire attacks are useless. Wait for me!" The Earth Dragon King, Ersmi, with his superior cultivation, quickly spoke up upon seeing the little lion calmly standing still, waiting for Brumtakirek's dragon fire.

Upon hearing Ersmi's words, Brumtakirek immediately stopped spitting. Just as Ersmi had said, the little lion seemed to be enjoying floating in mid-air, leisurely flashing its golden wings, half-closing its eyes, glancing sideways at Brumtakirek, pursing its lips, and muttering something. However, from its deliberately slowed lip movements, it was clear what it was saying: "A complete useless idiot!" Brumtakirek was so angry

he was about to vomit blood, wishing he could rush up and tear the little lion to pieces, but the little lion's abnormal speed left him helpless.

The Earth Dragon King Ersmi smiled faintly, ignoring the little lion's battle of wits with Brumtakirek, and cast an enhanced level six earth magic spell, Gravity, on the little lion.

"Ahhh!" The little lion was so engrossed in his fight with Brumta Kirek that he was caught off guard and attacked by Ersmi Shuvat. He suddenly felt his weight increase tenfold, and his entire body plummeted downwards.

"Shameless! You dared to bully a child like me when I wasn't looking!" The little lion frantically flapped his golden wings, finally managing to steady himself. He pointed at the earth dragon king Ersmi Shuvat with his front paw and said in a childish voice.

"Uh..." Ersmi Shuvat awkwardly touched his nose, speechless. As a dragon king-level expert, it was indeed disgraceful to use underhanded tactics against a minor.

"You big lizards! You dared to bully me while my father and Uncle Feng were away! Hmph... When they come back, I'll make sure they beat you all to a pulp!" The little lion clenched his little paw into a fist and said to the four dragon kings in the sky.

"Hmph, too bad you won't have a chance. I'll send you to see your master." The Fire Dragon King, Brumtakirek, was overjoyed to see the little lion slow down. His fiery red figure flashed, and he rushed to the little lion's side at top speed, grabbing its tail and lifting it upside down. He said smugly, completely unaware that the little lion had just mentioned his father and uncle's names!

"Roar~~" The little lion, held upside down by its tail, roared angrily, its entire body suddenly growing larger. With a powerful swipe of its front paws, a beautiful claw mark was left on the Fire Dragon King, Brumtakirek's face with a loud "smack!" Taking

advantage of Brumtakirek's momentary lapse in attention, the little lion struggled free from his grasp.

"You hit me?" After a moment, Brumtakirek, realizing what had happened, touched his left cheek where the claw mark had been left, looking incredulously at the little lion, who had transformed back into its original form in mid-air, shaking its head smugly.

"Yeah, isn't it great, Fire Lizard?" The little lion swung its right paw and said cheerfully to the fire dragon king, Brumtakirek.

"You hit me? You actually hit me? Even the Dragon Emperor couldn't hit me, and you little thing actually hit me?" Brumtakirek was a little dazed, touching the five claw marks on its face, staring blankly at the little lion.

"Looks like Brumtakirek is about to go berserk." The water dragon king , Mokotiana, on the ground shook her head. Sure enough— "Ah

... "So you think you can roar? I'll roar back at you too~~~ Roar~~~" The little lion, not to be outdone, glared at the fire dragon king, Brumtakirek, with his big, dark eyes, roaring with a hint of the king of beasts' aura, though his somewhat childish voice ruined it. "I will definitely kill you, I will definitely kill you, I swear!" The fire dragon king, Brumtakirek, was now driven somewhat mad by the little lion, repeating the same phrase over and over. "Unfortunately, you have no chance! You will never have a chance again, because you will all become my slaves!" A chilling voice seemed to come from the depths of the netherworld, causing all the dragons present to feel a chill from the depths of their souls, an instinctive fear of the inferior towards the superior. The dragons involuntarily focused their gaze on the direction from which the voice came, on the black hole that had become very blurry, one of the three great secret techniques of the dragon race cast by Mokotiana. Chapter 225 Tiger Soul Slaughter "In the end, it was just a little bit too slow..." Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell trembled slightly, his furrowed brows relaxing as he spoke in a low voice. "Your Majesty, he's just a human, we..." A space-elemental dragon king in a white robe standing beside Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell looked at the somewhat dejected emperor with confusion. "Have you considered this? Before he was taken to another dimension by Mokotiana, his strength was arguably far greater than your eleven dragon kings, and could even be said to be on par with mine. According to our dragon race's experience over tens of thousands of years, any expert who has been struck by one of our dragon race's three great secret techniques, the Extreme Abyss, regardless of race, has never returned. But today, he has actually returned. What does this mean?" The Dragon Emperor shook his head. "Perhaps they were just lucky to have ended up in a space where the overall strength was very weak, which is why they came back. Besides, I don't believe they fought in another world for so long without any injuries. If they were injured, their strength would naturally be greatly reduced, making them much easier to deal with," the space-type dragon king slowly stated his opinion. "Let's hope so..." Dragon Emperor Trimudelistriler said calmly, his eyes fixed on the disappearing black hole. The instant the black hole disappeared, a golden sphere of light, seemingly capable of melting the entire Dragon Island, suddenly escaped from the black hole, its dazzling light eclipsing even the sun in the sky. "Little darling~" A majestic yet loving voice, carrying an aura that made all the surrounding dragons afraid to even breathe, addressed the little lion. The little lion felt a gentle, spring-like energy caress its body, and the gravity spell cast on it immediately disappeared.

"Ahhh~" A golden light flashed, and the little lion appeared beside the light, affectionately nuzzling its head against a certain important figure within it. Everyone

present, from the Dragon Emperor to the eleven Dragon Kings, and the thousands of other high-ranking dragons, stood silently at a distance, patiently waiting.

About a quarter of an hour later, the dazzling golden light finally dissipated, revealing everything within—

a shock, a shock that could make one's soul tremble. This was the feeling of all the dragons upon first seeing the scene within the golden light. It was about 150 feet long from head to tail, with a pair of bat wings on its back, red and white stripes, a ferocious head, and a pair of fangs protruding from its lips. Every line on its body seemed to conform to the ultimate principles of space, time, and earth; every muscle was streamlined, containing energy capable of destroying the world. A tail, like a long whip, hung behind it. A pair of blood-red eyes were filled with contempt as it looked at the surrounding dragons.

Sitting atop the giant tiger was an old acquaintance of their dragon race—Qin Feng, whom the Water Dragon Queen Mokotiana had previously sent to another world using one of the three great dragon techniques, the Extreme Abyss!

The little lion, now in pet form, lay on the tiger's head, its red tongue licking the dragon's neck fur.

"I never expected you to return, and... you're many times stronger than when you left, and you even have a pet..." The Water Dragon Queen Mokotiana looked at Qin Feng, who sat expressionless on the tiger's back, and spoke with difficulty in a somewhat hoarse voice. She was about to say "pet" when she suddenly felt a powerful, almost suffocating aura press down on her, forcing her to sit on the ground.

"First, let me correct you, he's not my pet, but my brother, Tiger Soul! A being far more powerful than me," Qin Feng said, gently patting Tiger Soul's thick fur.

"So, Your Excellency, how do you intend to resolve this matter?" Dragon Emperor Trimudelistelller, suppressing a trace of fear, asked Qin Feng.

"Submit! You, your subordinates, and all the creatures on Dragon Island must submit to me!" Qin Feng glanced at Dragon Emperor Trimudelistelller indifferently and squeezed out the words through gritted teeth.

"Damn it, you actually dare to ask our great dragon race to submit?"

"That's impossible! Human brat, His Majesty only asked you to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, not because he's afraid of you!"

"That's right, don't think you're so powerful. If you're so capable, get off that tiger you're riding!"

"Human, you've gone too far!"

"Damn reptile, you actually want us, the pride of the creator gods, to submit to you? To become your slaves?"

"Haha~~ This human has gone mad, thinking such a ridiculous thing. It's hilarious! You want us to submit?? Haha~~~"

"Human, go back to your homeland, or you won't leave here alive today!"

...

Dragon Emperor Trimudelistelller pressed his hands down, suppressing the words of the excited high-ranking dragons below. He raised his head and looked at Qin Feng seriously, saying:

"Your request is far too much. Our dragon race will never agree to it."

"Then, you can all die." Qin Feng seemed to disregard Dragon Emperor Trimudelistelller's words and said calmly.

"Submitting to me is your only way to survive. Before I change my mind, you'd better not put yourselves in a dead end." Qin Feng glanced at the clamoring high-ranking dragons, finally fixing his gaze on Dragon King Trimundeliss. The

high-ranking dragons that Qin Feng's gaze swept over felt a pang of guilt, none daring to meet his eyes directly, and all lowered their heads.

"I think..." Dragon King Trimundeliss was about to say something when a roar suddenly came from mid-air, and the fire dragon king Brumtakirek suddenly spewed a stream of golden flames at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's lips curled into a playful smile, completely disregarding the dragon breath containing the primordial energy of Brumtakirek. The little lion cub Qin Feng held in his arms yawned repeatedly, muttering under its breath,

"These big-bellied lizards are such idiots, all they do is spit. They're so unsophisticated."

The tiger spirit beneath Qin Feng looked contemptuously at the scorching dragon breath, as if it were a small dessert. It opened its enormous mouth and swallowed the entire breath whole, then smacked its lips with a hint of smugness as it glanced at the fire dragon king, Brumtakirek. A strangely amused expression appeared on its human-like tiger face.

An eerie silence fell over the entire Dragon Emperor's Palace. The dragons stared at Qin Feng with fear. They knew that even the Dragon Emperor dared not directly confront the Dragon King Brumtakirek's primal dragon breath; its violent energy was enough to destroy the entire palace. The dragon breath that the little lion had just parried contained only a small amount of primal energy.

This last breath, however, was composed entirely of primal energy, its power far surpassing the previous one.

Seeing his own primal energy-powered dragon breath so easily neutralized, the fire dragon king Brumtakirek was devastated. The little lion had already thoroughly humiliated him in front of his companions, and now his prized primal dragon breath had been so easily countered. He roared and charged at Tiger Soul,

intending to fight Tiger Soul with pure physical strength!

Qin Feng shook his head slightly. What a fool! A lizard is a lizard after all; it will never become the dragon of Dongfeng. Because they are just too… trash!

On the ground, Dragon Emperor Trimudelistris, watching the fire-type dragon king Brumtakirek charge towards Tiger Soul, couldn't help but sigh. He channeled his dragon battle aura, waiting for Brumtakirek to be badly beaten, while simultaneously instructing the water-type dragon king Mokotiana beside him to prepare for a rescue.

Sure enough, as soon as Brumtakirek flapped its wings and flew to within ten feet of Tiger Soul, it discovered that the giant, three times its size, had suddenly vanished.

"Not good!" Brumtakirek was startled. He was about to fly back when he suddenly felt a piercing pain from his left wing. Then he lost all feeling in his left wing. Turning his head, he saw that his once powerful left wing had been severed at the root, and bright red blood gushed from the wound. He couldn't help but let out a scream—

"Ahhhhh!"

Unfortunately, this was only the beginning. Tiger Soul seemed to be deliberately toying with Brumtakirek. A glint of excitement flashed in its blood-red eyes, as if it were doing something amusing.

"Ahhhhh!" Brumtakirek's scream echoed again in mid-air. His remaining right wing had also been bitten off at the root by Tiger Soul, which was chewing on it with a "crunch...crunch..."

The space-type dragon king beside the Dragon Emperor was about to move to rescue Brumtakirek, but was held back by the Dragon Emperor beside him.

"Your Majesty..."

"Don't go. You're no match for him. Stay alive. Our dragon race can't withstand this kind of drain any longer." The Dragon Emperor shook his head weakly, as if he had aged ten years in an instant. Looking at Brumtakirek, who was still being tortured in mid-air, the veins on his forehead throbbed a few times. His hands were clenched tightly, but when he saw Qin Feng's cold gaze as he sat on the back of the tiger, he couldn't help but sigh and loosen his clenched fists.

In mid-air, Brumtakirek now knew what it meant to be in agony. His wings, legs, and claws had all been bitten off at the root, and his tail and genitals had been gently sliced off at the root by Tiger Soul with his front claws. Now he was just a fleshy ball constantly spurting blood.

Chapter 226 Submission

The high-ranking dragons on the ground couldn't help but shudder at the sight of the fire dragon king, Brumtakirek's, miserable state. Especially when they saw Tiger Soul casually sever Brumtakirek's genitals with his front claws, some of the more timid male dragons clutched their groins, their faces pale as they watched Brumtakirek, who was now in mid-air, unable to speak from the pain, only able to scream instinctively. "My God, what kind of monster is this? It's like Lord Brumtak is a toy in his hands."

"Hmm... Is our dragon race really facing extinction today?" "Why aren't the other kings and lords helping Lord Brumtak?" "This monster is too brutal. It seems Lord Brumtak is really in grave danger." Not to mention the growing discussions among these high-ranking dragons, even the other ten dragon kings looked at Dragon Emperor Trimudelisister with obvious doubt. "Sigh..." Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell shook his head and sighed. His opponent was far too cunning. Such a brutal killing of the fire dragon king, Brumtakirek, served two purposes: firstly, it served as a warning to others, crushing any thoughts of resistance among the other dragons; secondly, because Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell dared not act rashly for the sake of the greater good, this damaged his prestige among the dragons. After all, a leader who was brutally killed by an enemy in front of him and dared not step forward to help would more or less make his subordinates suspicious.

The tiger spirit in the air seemed to have lost interest in continuing to torture such a weakling. It performed a 360-degree flip in mid-air, soaring over the falling Brumtakirek. Its massive tail, several meters in diameter, curled gracefully in the air before slamming heavily into the pre-ordained spot where Brumtakirek had fallen. "Boom!" A huge impact resounded in mid-air. Beowulf, the Tiger Soul, lashed out with his tail, causing Brumtakirek's limbless, ball-like body to cave in. Simultaneously, several severed limbs gushed forth copious amounts of blood, slamming into the ground like tennis balls, almost embedding themselves completely. Brumtakirek, barely clinging to life, coughed up blood, awaiting his final moments. "Roar!" The Tiger Soul landed easily on its limbs, raising its head to the sky with a roar that echoed for miles. Its aura, surpassing even the Sixteen-Winged God-King, caused the higher-ranking dragons to involuntarily revert to their original forms, kneeling and worshipping the Tiger Soul. The lower-ranking dragons prostrated themselves several miles away, paying homage to the Tiger Soul from afar. Even the remaining ten Dragon Kings, some of the weaker ones, trembled involuntarily. If it weren't for the combined efforts of the more powerful dragon kings, led by Dragon Emperor Trimoldelistelller, the weaker dragon kings would likely have already knelt on the ground like the higher-ranking dragons. "I'll say it again: submit to me, and you can continue your glory; disobey me, and you will face eternal damnation." Taifeng, clad in white, slowly rose from the massive body of Hupo and floated in the air. He drifted slowly towards the ten dragon kings and Dragon Emperor Trimoldelistelller in the path where the higher-ranking dragons knelt, stopping ten feet away and asking condescendingly.

"You... don't even think about making our dragon race submit! We dragons would rather die in battle than dishonor our dignity and become slaves to others!" roared Taifeng, a wind-elemental dragon king with a volatile temper and considerable strength, from mid-air. "Oh? Is that so? Then why do you dragons demand that other creatures submit to you? Don't other creatures have any dignity?" A sinister glint flashed in Taifeng's eyes as he asked the wind dragon king. "Cheher Foster..." The dark dragon king, clearly anticipating Taifeng's next move, was about to warn the wind dragon king, Cheher Foster, when suddenly he felt a powerful aura lock him in place. He knew that if he opened his mouth again, he would be crushed into a pulp. Helplessly, he glanced at the wind dragon king, Cheher Foster, who was unaware of his trap, and mustered all his strength to resist the suddenly intensified aura. Sure enough—"That's because we dragons are a great race. We are the strongest on the continent. Those weaker creatures submit to us, relying on our dragon race's strength. Not only can they protect themselves, but they can also receive our help when necessary. This is their own choice!" The wind dragon king, Cheher Foster, glanced at Taifeng in mid-air and said with some pride. "So, the main reason is that you're stronger than them, right?" Taifeng smiled faintly, like the wolf in sheep's clothing seeing Little Red Riding Hood, looking at the somewhat simple-minded wind dragon king, Cech Foster.

"Um... yes... no... how should I put it, they did it voluntarily!" The wind dragon king, Cech Foster, scratched his head anxiously, finally blurting out a sentence. Tai Feng's sinister gaze deepened, his narrowed eyes fixed on Cech Foster: "You're not them, how do you know they're doing this willingly? Who in this world would willingly become someone else's slave? Ultimately, it's because you're stronger than them that they submit to you, right?" "Right..." "Then, by the same logic, why don't you submit to me, a superior being far stronger than you?" Tai Feng's aura suddenly shifted, a superior aura of a sixteen-winged god-king erupting from his previously restrained body. The instinctive fear of rank caused some high-ranking dragons near Tai Feng to tumble and scramble away, only stopping when they were about ten feet away from him. Conversely, those dragon kings closer to Tai Feng suddenly felt the already overwhelming pressure intensify considerably. Some of the weaker dragon kings coughed up blood and were forced back. The Dragon Emperor and several powerful dragon kings who had united to resist Tiger Soul's pressure were simultaneously injured. "You're bullying us..." Forced back by the combined pressure of Tai Feng and Tiger Soul, the wind dragon king Cech Foster looked at Tai Feng with some fear, appearing like a wronged little wife. "How did we bully you?" Tai Feng immediately suppressed his aura and looked at the wind dragon king Cech Foster with a grin.

"You're stronger than us, so you're using pressure to bully us." "Haven't your dragon race ever done such a thing?" "We haven't..." The wind dragon king Cech Foster was about to deny it, but seeing Tai Feng's mocking gaze, he hesitated to immediately confirm, looking pleadingly at the Dragon Emperor Trimudelissler. "Ahem... I am the current patriarch of the Dragon Clan, the three-headed golden dragon, Trimudelissler. Respected powerful being, could you please ask your companion to restrain his overwhelming aura?" Dragon Emperor Trimudelissler, enduring his internal injuries and the pressure of the Tiger Soul, forced himself to stand, his face somewhat pale, and addressed Taifeng. "Give me a reason," Taifeng said lazily, looking at the middle-aged man who claimed to be the patriarch of the Dragon Clan, and thus the Dragon Emperor, with a playful expression. "Insolence! Disrespect to His Majesty!" The Dragon Emperor's younger brother, the three-headed golden dragon king Tregatetsi, roared at Taifeng. "No disrespect to His Majesty!" the water dragon king Mokotiana struggled to speak. Taifeng didn't reply, narrowing his eyes at Dragon Emperor Trimudelissler, a dangerous aura emanating from the slightly upturned corners of his mouth.

“Because your goal is to make us dragons submit. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have said so much to us, but would have killed us all as quickly as possible.” Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell waved to Tregates Iviu and Mokotiana behind him, and gave Taifeng a deep look. Taifeng looked at Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell with appreciation, and sent a mental energy message to Tiger Soul, saying, “Little White, release the pressure first. I want to see what surprises these self-proclaimed dragons can give me.” Tiger Soul’s huge tiger face curled slightly, looking at the dragons around him who were all trembling, and snorted disdainfully, but still restrained his aura. The high-level dragons around, the ordinary dragons a few miles away, and the dragon kings who were still resisting the pressure all breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been granted a pardon. "Alright, my time is limited. I hope you are a wise chieftain, smarter than those other idiot lizards in your tribe, and capable of making a decision that won't disappoint me. Of course, if you're not smart enough, I don't mind turning you bunch of pot-bellied lizards into my meat." Taifeng smiled sinisterly, revealing his snow-white teeth. "Of course, esteemed strongman." Dragon Emperor Trimudelissler gave Taifeng a deep look, speaking humbly. "Then, you can tell me your decision. I'll remind you one last time, your decision will directly affect your entire race."

Taifeng said with a half-smile. Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell took a deep breath, turned to look at the high-ranking dragons around him who looked somewhat fearful, then at the ten wounded dragon kings beside him. Seeing their eyes—some stubborn, some unyielding, some dejected—he smiled bitterly and said to Taifeng.

Chapter 227 Physical Strength

"Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty, you can't..."

"Your Majesty, how can our dragon race submit to a human..."

"Your Majesty, absolutely not..."

Hearing Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell's words, all the dragons fell into a daze, only recovering after a while, pleading with the Dragon

Emperor.

"Shut up! I am the Dragon Emperor of this generation, I can decide all matters, large and small, of our dragon race!" Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell

glanced at Taifeng out of the corner of his eye, and seeing Taifeng's face gradually change, he quickly shouted at the dragons who had spoken up.

“Your Majesty…” One of the dragon kings tried to say something, but was rudely interrupted by Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler.

“Enough. If you still respect me as Your Majesty, do as I say.”

“Clap clap clap…” Taifeng clapped his hands and walked up to Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler, saying, “Very good, congratulations. You’ve made a very

wise decision. I think your name will definitely be on the Dragon Clan’s Heroic List in the future, won’t it?”

“Thank you.” Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler’s lips twitched noticeably a few times, finally forcing out a smile that was more like a grimace.

“However, my lord,” Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler took a few deep breaths and spoke to Taifeng in a flat tone.

“Speak.”

“We dragons are a proud race, as you know. Although I, as Dragon Emperor, command them to submit to you, I cannot

guarantee that they will truly submit from the bottom of their hearts. Therefore, I hope you can… uh, have a contest with them. Make them completely submit.” Dragon Emperor

Trimundelissler carefully organized his thoughts and spoke.

"A noble race? Heh. If they were truly a noble race, they wouldn't have surrendered; they would have fought me to the bitter end." A mocking

smile curved Tai Feng's lips. His eyes seemed to pierce through the very soul of Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler as he said,

"Alright, tell me, how do you want to compete?"

"Um, well, I think we should use the most primitive method, without any martial arts or magic, just pure physical strength," Dragon

Emperor Trimundelissler said, avoiding Tai Feng's gaze and keeping his head down.

No martial arts or magic, just pure physical strength and power? Tai Feng almost laughed out loud. He had already

displayed formidable martial arts and magic before these dragons. They probably wouldn't dare compete with him in those areas, so they resorted to a physical contest.

Heh, dragons' bodies are naturally powerful. Even without magical protection, unless they are sword saints, they can only harm ordinary

dragons . Against high-ranking dragons, or even dragon kings... This is utterly like an ant trying to shake a tree. These dragons are shameless! And this Dragon

King Trimudelistri is deliberately speaking so loudly; if he refuses, he'll be seen as a coward.

Tai Feng's lips remained upturned as usual, but his eyes narrowed slightly. Those familiar with Tai Feng knew this was a sign he was about to explode.

After a long pause—

"Haha, good, that's a very interesting idea, hmm, very creative. Since you are my slaves, then as your

master, I must show you my strength." Tai Feng laughed loudly, deliberately

emphasizing ."

Sure enough, provoked by Tai Feng's earlier actions, some of the more hot-tempered dragons couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to rise and challenge him.

What a joke! Do you think I, Tai Feng, only have martial arts and magic to offer? Do you really think the ancient Chinese witch clan's secret technique—the Chaos Demon

Body Technique—is just for show?

Tai Feng took a deep breath, and the Chaotic Demon Body Technique on his body suddenly activated. A flash of dark light appeared on his skin, and his originally streamlined muscles suddenly twisted violently.

His white robe couldn't withstand the powerful energy erupting from his body, and with a few hissing sounds, it tore into pieces, which were blown to

the ground, revealing Tai Feng's extremely radiant body.

"Who's coming?!" Tai Feng stretched his limbs, a defiant smile on his face, and roared at the eager dragons around him.

"Me!"

"Me!"

"I'll go, my body is the toughest!"

"Bullshit, is your fire-type body as tough as our dark-type body? Your Majesty, I'll go!"

"Tch, is the dark-type so great? We, the so-called kings of defense, the earth-type, haven't even said a word, what are you bragging about?

"

In an instant, both ordinary and high-ranking dragons clamored for battle from Dragon Emperor Trimbeth. It was no joke; ever since

Taifeng arrived on Dragon Island, he had consistently dominated the dragons, both in martial arts and magic. These so-called top powerhouses of the continent had suddenly suffered a humiliation, and

now they finally had the chance to teach him a lesson in their most prized area—who would willingly pass up such an opportunity?

Not only ordinary and high-ranking dragons, but even the ten Dragon Kings looked at the Dragon Emperor, their twenty eyes gleaming with

a thirst , leaving Dragon Emperor Trimbeth struggling to make a decision.

Finally, the Dragon Emperor, with no other choice, had to follow the old custom and send the earth-type dragon, Smith, to the front lines. After all, his defense was the

strongest , even though his attack wasn't particularly impressive.

"Hey, human brat, your martial arts and magic are indeed formidable, but when it comes to pure physical strength, hehe, you humans will never be able

to compare to us dragons," the earth dragon Ersmi Xiuweit said to Taifeng in its deep voice. Taifeng

smiled slightly, unconcerned, and pointed at the earth dragon Ersmi Xiuweit, saying,

"Do you think your human form is your true form or your dragon-human form?"

"I'll fight you in human form... um... if it really doesn't work, I'll switch back to my true form." The earth dragon king Ersmi Xiuweit

wanted to say he would only use human form, but seeing the dragon emperor shake his head, he didn't dare to speak so confidently.

"Well then, as the challenger, you may begin your attack," Tai Feng laughed. There were actually several extremely powerful techniques among the external martial arts, though

not recorded in the *Martial Arts Manual*. Tai Feng had accidentally discovered these methods while researching as a child. He had thought

the peerless martial arts in the *Martial Arts Manual* would be enough, but unexpectedly, he found them useful today.

"Alright! Watch out!" The earth-elemental dragon Ersmi, with his exceptional cultivation, didn't hold back, saying only a few words before raising his fist, as thick as a sapling,

to smash towards Tai Feng.

Tai Feng's lips curled slightly, his face still displaying that lazy expression, waiting for Ersmi's attack.

"A bunch of idiots arguing! They actually compared physical strength to that of Tai, who has mastered our Witch Clan's strongest body-refining technique, the Chaotic Demon Body Technique. What a bunch of idiots..." Tiger Soul, watching from afar, blinked his large eyes, yawned, and mumbled something under his breath

as he observed the jubilant expressions of these self-proclaimed experts . Meanwhile, the two sides in the arena had already clashed. The Earth Dragon King, Ersmi, indeed lived up to his reputation as the Dragon King with the strongest physical strength. His powerful punches, delivered with pure physical power, even produced a hissing sound as they tore through the air. Tai Feng's eyes flashed with excitement, as if he had seen a cute toy. He raised to meet Ersmi head-on! Of the surrounding dragons, only Dragon King Trimudeliss remained unmoved; the other ordinary dragons, high-ranking dragons , and all dragon kings except for the Dark Dragon King Floydek all wore expressions of delight. To clash head-on with an earth dragon renowned for its physical strength—had this human gone mad if it wasn't the earth dragon king's fist? Soon, something unbelievable happened— "Boom!" The two fists collided with a dull thud, but the scene the dragons expected—someone being blasted backward—did not occur. Instead, he stood firmly on the ground, though the ground beneath his feet cracked open with several deep fissures. "How is this possible? How could a human possibly clash head-on with our powerful dragon race just with his bare hands?" "Did Lord Ersmi Cultivator forget to eat breakfast this morning? Why hasn't he blasted this insignificant... no, this human away yet?" "Cheating! That human is cheating! Your Majesty, this human is cheating! He must have used some kind of magical technique or magic, otherwise, how could he possibly stand against Lord Ersmi Cultivator head-on?" Dragon Emperor Trimudelistri ignored the clamor of the ordinary dragons and high-ranking dragons below, and instead looked solemnly at Taifeng, who was confronting the Earth Dragon King Ersmi Cultivator in the arena. He and the other nine dragon kings had firmly locked onto Taifeng with their spiritual energy from the very beginning. There was no battle aura or magical fluctuation; Taifeng had been fighting entirely with his physical strength. "This is terrifying! This guy not only possesses terrifying martial arts and terrifying magic, but also terrifying physical strength. Is he a dragon, or are we dragons?" The water dragon king, Mokotiana, frowned and rubbed her forehead. "I don't know, at least he keeps saying he's human... Oh no, my god..." The wind dragon king, Cech Foster, was about to say something when he suddenly saw a scene that made him and all the dragons in the world unable to believe it— the earth dragon king, Ersmi, had actually been forced back half a step by Taifeng during the stalemate. Oh, he didn't stop, he kept retreating , finally stopping after ten steps, and his fist, which was twice the size of Taifeng's, was a bloody mess. Chapter 228 Devastation Seeing the Earth Dragon King Ersmi, whose cultivation level was significantly lowered, being repelled by Qin Feng's powerful attack, the dragons who had initially thought Ersmi had won easily stood up involuntarily, staring blankly at the scene before them. However, Qin Feng seemed determined to test their nerves, giving Ersmi no chance to catch his breath and launching an attack. Without the movement techniques of ancient Chinese martial arts or the acceleration spells of magic, Qin Feng relied entirely on the speed generated by his muscles, leaving a faint shadow in the dragons' sight as he threw a punch at the Earth Dragon King Ersmi. "Ahhh!" The Earth Dragon King was terrified, his unprepared left fist forced to swing out. A loud "Boom!" was followed by a "Crack!" sound. Although the Dragon King Ersmi didn't cry out, his convulsing expression showed that he had suffered a great loss in the previous exchange. "Ahhh~" Qin Feng seemed oblivious, his snow-white hair disheveled, a flash of excited crimson in his eyes. A sandbag! A real sandbag! He'd been searching for so long without finding anything that could withstand the force of his sevenfold physical strength. Excitement! Qin Feng was incredibly excited. His hands didn't stop, raining down punches like a storm, one faster than the next, aimed at the Earth Dragon King Ersmi Xiuwei. At first, Dragon King Ersmi Xiuwei could use his dragon-like sensory abilities to block Qin Feng's fists. But later, as Qin Feng's fists accelerated, it seemed the entire world consisted of his fists. Dragon King Ersmi Xiuwei knew this was an afterimage left in the air after reaching a speed limit. But could this guy really achieve this with just physical strength? Dragon King Ersmi Xiuwei pondered, then paused. A fist pierced through his blockade, mercilessly striking half of his face. Instantly, half of his face went numb; the Earth Dragon King Ersmi Xiuweit felt that half of his face had lost all sensation. Enraged, he tried to retaliate, but before he could even throw a punch, a fist struck his other cheek! "Damn it. I'm going to… um…" Before Ersmi Xiuweit could say anything more, another punch slammed into his chin, silencing his words. "I'll hit…" Qin Feng, like a madman, rained down punches on Ersmi Xiuweit, producing a series of distinctive drumbeats. If there were an Earthling, they would recognize the rhythm as the famous "General's Command." "My God, is this still our strongest Earth Dragon King, Ersmi Xiuweit?" The Water Dragon King Mokotiana covered her eyes, unable to accept the reality.

"This... um... probably... maybe... it's Ersmi's cultivation level..." The Wind Dragon King Tregatez swallowed hard, answering in a somewhat dry voice.

Qin Feng was like a ball of fire, a raging inferno, relentlessly ravaging the area. His disheveled silver hair, bloodthirsty eyes, and excited hissing mouth, along with his fist leaving afterimages in the air, were all utterly useless. Our esteemed Earth Dragon King Ersmi, one of the twelve Dragon Kings, was now completely reduced to a punching bag. He had no power to fight back.

"I told you long ago, competing in physical strength with this madman Qin is just self-inflicted torture. A lizard is indeed a lizard, sigh..." Tiger Soul, watching from afar, seemed to have lost interest in continuing the fight, yawning and lazily saying.

"Daddy, Uncle Feng is so powerful! He beat this turtle so badly, I'm so envious... Just now, this turtle couldn't even pierce my claws..." The little lion, playfully hugging Tiger Soul's neck, opened his mouth and said.

Suddenly, Qin Feng, who was torturing the Earth-type Dragon King Ersmi Xiut, stopped. Ersmi Xiut, who was acting as a punching bag, covered his head and protected his vitals. After a while, the expected punch didn't fall, and Qin Feng was overjoyed. He figured the opponent had run out of power, and now it was his turn to strike. He was determined to return all the suffering he had endured to him. Damn it, how dare he use the noble Earth-type Dragon King Ersmi Xiut as a punching bag! If he didn't perform well later, wouldn't he become the second Brumta Kirek?

Just as Ersmi Xiut raised his head, full of murderous intent, ready to begin his torment, he suddenly saw a face!

A smiling face, a face that revealed its pearly white teeth...

The Earth Dragon King Ersmiu suddenly felt a chill, as if winter had arrived, but it wasn't winter yet! Before

Ersmiu could even process this, he suddenly felt his body lighten; he had been lifted up by one hand! Lifted up by

one hand?! Before Ersmiu could even process this shocking information, he felt himself being thrown into the air by a tremendous force.

At that moment, Qin Feng, who had tossed Ersmiu into the air, smiled sinisterly, a flash of red light in his eyes. He pushed off the ground and shot towards Ersmiu, who was already in mid-air, like an arrow released from a bow. His body crackled like firecrackers, and a fist, seemingly transcending time and space, slammed heavily into Ersmiu's body.

"Awooo!" Even the Earth Dragon King Ersmi, known for his thick skin and supposedly the strongest physical defense among dragons, couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.

And that wasn't all. Qin Feng, his hands moving like a phantom, delivered twelve punches to Ersmi before finally collapsing to the ground, exhausted. But then, the instant he landed, he pushed off the ground and leaped back into the air, delivering another twelve powerful punches. Then he fell again, then leaped up again…

Poor Ersmi began his nightmare, bobbing up and down in the air, accompanied by screams of agony. The ordinary and high-ranking dragons who had initially wanted to teach Qin Feng a lesson were filled with fear. If it were them…

"My god, is this even human?" The Wind Dragon King Tregatet, dumbfounded, stared at the screaming Ersmi being brutally tortured, muttering to himself.

“If Ersmi Xiute were to reveal his true form, things might be better, but… alas…” The Dragon Emperor swallowed hard, his already pale face now appearing even more eerie.

“Idiot Ersmi Xiute, if you can’t win in human form, why don’t you transform into your true form and fight?” The Water Dragon King, Mokotiana, panicked and, without thinking, shouted at Ersmi Xiute, who was about to land another punch.

Qin Feng, who was about to leap up again to attack Ersmi Xiute, suddenly stopped, a cold glint in his eyes. He glanced at Mokotiana, a strange smile playing on his lips.

Meanwhile, the Earth Dragon King, Ersmi Xiute, already dazed and confused from the beating, vaguely heard Mokotiana’s voice and suddenly realized—yes, if he couldn’t win in human form, wouldn’t transforming into a dragon solve the problem? That way, his physical abilities could double!

Before Ersmi could even think about why Qin Feng hadn't attacked yet, he quickly chanted a spell. After a halo of earthy yellow light, Ersmi disappeared from the sky, replaced by a gigantic earthy yellow dragon that was over seventy to nearly eighty feet tall. However, from its somewhat swollen dragon head and the numerous wounds on its body, it could be identified that it was the true form of Ersmi, the earth-type dragon king that Qin Feng had just ravaged.

Qin Feng seemed completely unconcerned about Mokotiana's earlier interference with the duel. His eerie smile deepened as he spoke to the Water Dragon King, Mokotiana:

"Heal him. He doesn't seem likely to last much longer."

Qin Feng's words stunned all the dragons present. They couldn't understand why Qin Feng would be so generous. After all, the difference in defense between an injured and a fully healed Dragon King, especially one of the strongest Earth Dragon Kings, wasn't a simple matter of 1+1=2.

However, the Water Dragon King, Mokotiana, didn't consider such things. She glanced questioningly at Dragon Emperor Trimulisister, and seeing his slight nod, she didn't hesitate any longer, immediately unleashing a high-level water healing spell—Water Purification.

A gentle water cloth softly enveloped Ersmi Xiuweit, gently soothing his wounds. In no time, all the wounds were completely healed.

"What a bunch of headless lizards! The more generous Qin is, the more suspicious he is. I'm starting to feel sorry for that giant lizard who could still turn the tables." Tiger Soul, now the size of a normal tiger, lay lazily on the ground, muttering to himself.

"All better?" Qin Feng asked with a sinister smile, looking at the healed Earth Dragon King, Ersmi Xiuwei.

"All better, human. I admit you are a truly fair and great knight! You are an opponent worthy of my respect, Ersmi Xiuwei!" The Dragon King Ersmi Xiuwei swayed his newly transformed body in the air, looking at Qin Feng.

A righteous and just knight? Qin Feng suppressed the urge to burst out laughing, wondering if he would still say those words if he were to…

"Since you're better, let's begin. Let me see just how powerful the Earth Dragon King, known for its formidable defense among dragons, really is." Qin Feng licked his lips, his eyes flashing with a fiery red light as he gazed at the seemingly incredibly powerful Ersmi Xiuwei in the sky.

Chapter 229 The Earth as a Drum, the Dragon as a Hammer

"Come on, let me show you what true physical strength looks like!" The Earth Dragon King Ersmi Xiuwei flapped its wings in the air, flicking its long tail, and arrogantly barked.

Qin Feng didn't reply, but instead slammed his fists together, producing a metallic clang. Then, he pushed off the ground, leaping into the air and swinging his steel-like fists at Ersmi Xiuwei, who was still swaggering and showing off its scales.

Just then, a sudden change occurred. Seeing Qin Feng leap into the air, with nowhere to gain leverage, the Earth Dragon King Ersmi, who had been shaking its head, flashed a cunning glint in its enormous dragon eyes. Defying the laws of physics, it turned in mid-air, its long, powerful tail lashing out fiercely at Qin Feng.

At that moment, Qin Feng, having exhausted his old strength and not yet generating new one, had no time to dodge and was struck hard by Ersmi's powerful dragon tail strike!

Qin Feng, like a cannonball, traced a graceful arc through the air before slamming into the ground with a deafening "BOOM!", leaving a large crater in the earth.

"Hahahaha! Now you know how powerful I, the Earth Dragon King Ersmi, am! Humans, your weak bodies can't possibly stand against us dragons head-on! Hahaha!" Seeing Qin Feng instantly struck and slammed into the ground by his divine tail strike, the Earth Dragon King Ersmi was extremely excited, roaring in the air.

The other ordinary dragons, high-ranking dragons, and the dragon kings watching all cheered. This was the first time Qin Feng had suffered a loss since his appearance, and in such a miserable way, he'd been slammed into the ground. Tsk tsk, he'd certainly had his share of trouble. That's what the dragons thought.

Just as Ersmi Xiuwei was enjoying the cheers of his people, as if they were celebrating a hero, the situation suddenly changed. A series of "crunch-crunch" sounds rang out as a figure leaped out of the hole Qin Feng had smashed into the ground. His long, silver-white hair looked somewhat eerie, and his red eyes gleamed with excitement. Aside from being a little dirty, he showed no signs of injury. It

was none other than Qin Feng, who had just been slammed into the ground!

"Very good, very good! Your strength is indeed impressive! I was worried you were too weak, not fun. Since that's the case, then I can go all out, hahaha! Today I'll unleash seven layers of my power!" Qin Feng, as if eyeing prey, licked his lips with his scarlet tongue and excitedly looked at the somewhat uneasy-looking Earth Dragon King Ersmi Xiuwei in mid-air.

"Are you alright?" the Earth Dragon King Ersmi Xiuwei finally asked after Qin Feng finished speaking.

"Hehe, what do you think? We'll find out soon enough, you'll see." Qin Feng grinned, not waiting for Ersmi Xiuwei to speak, and then pushed off the ground again, charging towards Ersmi Xiuwei in the air.

"What an idiot! You used the same move so badly just now, and you're still using it! Fine, I'll smash you again then." Ersmi Xiuwei frowned, watching Qin Feng continue his attack with the same move, and muttered impatiently.

Just like before, just as Ersmi Xiuwei judged that Qin Feng had reached the critical moment of the power transition, he suddenly unleashed a powerful tail whip towards Qin Feng. The huge tail slicing through the air with a piercing "whoosh~~" sound, about to strike Qin Feng again.

At that moment, a hint of disdain flashed in Qin Feng's bloodthirsty eyes. This giant lizard is a fucking idiot. Do you really think I'd make the same mistake again?

A mocking smile played on Qin Feng's lips. Just as the massive tail was about to lash out at him, he suddenly leaped three zhang into the air, dodging the powerful dragon's tail strike. Then, his hands shot out like iron clamps, clamping tightly onto the long, powerful tail of the Earth Dragon King, Ersmi Xiuweit!

"Not good!" That was Ersmi Xiuweit's first thought. "

This is bad!" That was the immediate feeling of the other dragon kings watching the battle.

Sure enough—

Qin Feng, having seized the Earth Dragon King Ersmi Xiuweit's tail, chuckled, then suddenly thrust his hips forward, flipping over and dragging the dragon king's massive body towards the ground!

"Ahhhhhh!" Qin Feng had barely landed, his feet not even firmly planted, when he suddenly roared. A blurry black light flashed across his arms as he grabbed the long tail of the Earth Dragon King Ersmishut and swung it around with all his might, tracing an arc in the air before slamming it heavily to the ground!

"Heavens, did Ersmishut lose his power in that instant? How can he be so easily manipulated?" The three-headed golden dragon king, Tregatetsevier, looked at his brother, Dragon Emperor Trimudelisteller, with some bewilderment and asked.

"No, Ersmishut hasn't lost his power. On the contrary, he's struggling. Look at his expression and his bulging muscles; it shows he's already given it his all," came the somewhat helpless voice of Dragon Emperor Trimudelisteller.

"What? Ersmi has already used all his strength?" The three-headed golden dragon king Tregatez looked at the arena again in disbelief. Sure enough, the earth dragon king, whose tail Qin Feng was grabbing and toying with, had all his muscles taut, showing that he had used all his strength to resist. But...

"Boom!" A loud noise drew the attention of all the dragons present to Qin Feng's slender body. At this moment, his body, which was less than two meters tall, seemed to contain infinite power, slamming the earth dragon king Ersmi's eighty-foot-tall body into the ground.

This wasn't the end of it. Qin Feng seemed determined to provoke the dragons' pride, or rather, to trample their noble dignity underfoot. Having already slammed Ersmi, who was completely disoriented, Qin Feng gave the dragon king no chance to catch his breath. His hands, gripping Ersmi's long tail, erupted with a blurry black light once more. Ersmi's massive body, weighing tens of thousands of pounds, was swung up again, tracing an arc through the air before making intimate contact with the ground, producing another series of booming sounds that shook the plaza outside the Dragon Emperor's Palace.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Qin Feng didn't stop. Holding the earth-elemental dragon king Ersmi's enormous and heavy body as if it were a weightless drumstick, he easily slammed it against the ground.

Using the earth as a drum and the dragon's body as a mallet, Qin Feng performed a unique rendition of "General's Command" before thousands of dragons.

The dragons were numb; watching the Earth Dragon King's face contorted in pain and his twitching muscles, they felt a chill run down their spines, wishing the world would end quickly.

Finally, after Qin Feng had finished his "General's Command" performance using the Earth Dragon King Ersmi Xiuwei's body, he casually tossed it aside like trash. Only then did the dragons realize that their Earth Dragon King Ersmi Xiuwei, known for his strongest defense, had unconscious.

This was truly... too disgraceful for a dragon!

"Next!" Qin Feng clapped his hands casually, licking his lips with his scarlet tongue as if he had done something insignificant. His blood-red eyes, like those of a hunter eyeing its prey, fixed their gaze on the remaining nine dragon kings.

For a moment, the entire arena fell silent. Ordinary and high-ranking dragons alike involuntarily turned their gazes to their emperor, the Dragon Emperor Trimundlihistorler, hailed as the strongest warrior among all dragons.

"Your Majesty..." Seeing his comrades all turning their attention to Dragon Emperor Trimundlihistorler, the three-headed golden dragon king Tregatez was anxious to fight, but the Dragon Emperor merely waved his hand, sighed softly, and walked towards Qin Feng.

"Oh? You're personally going to fight? Tsk tsk, is there no one else in your dragon race?" Qin Feng had long anticipated that Dragon Emperor Trimundlihistorler would challenge him, but he never expected him to personally intervene in only the second match. He asked in surprise.

"What can I do? I am their emperor, and their strongest physical defender, Ersmi, has already been knocked unconscious by you. Only this old bone of mine is left to fight again," Dragon Emperor Trimundlihistorler said with a wry smile to Qin Feng.

"He's unconscious? Hmph, then I'll just give him a few more blows. Anyway, he won't feel any pain if he's unconscious." Qin Feng's eyes flashed with a cunning look as he shouted, and then he was about to walk towards the unconscious Ersmi Xiuweit on the ground.

"No, no, no... I didn't faint, I haven't fainted yet... Oh, no, I just woke up... I just woke up..." The Dragon King Ersmi, who had been "fainting" on the ground, suddenly got up, his claws waving wildly as he hurriedly explained.

He was completely oblivious to the disdain in his people's eyes. At this moment, he cared about nothing else, only hoping that this fiend would spare him. Dignity? Ridiculous. If you lose your life, what dignity is there to talk about? Besides, submitting to the strong is not a shameful thing.

Qin Feng turned his face, giving the Dragon Emperor Trimudelissler a half-smile, and said,

"What do you want to compete with me in? If you want to continue with physical strength, then let's begin. I haven't had enough yet."

Chapter 230 Invincible Overlord

"I'll gladly oblige," the Dragon Emperor Trimudelissler said calmly. After speaking, his dragon aura changed, and then, without waiting for Qin Feng's consent, he soared into the sky.

With a deafening, majestic roar, the Dragon Emperor Trimdreichsteller revealed his true form: the three-headed golden dragon emperor. His

body was nearly a hundred feet long, covered in shimmering golden scales, with broad wings, a massive tail, and sharp claws. But what truly sent chills down one's spine were the three enormous dragon heads atop his torso!

The three dragon heads, with the central one being the largest and the other two secondary, emitted wisps of white smoke from their nostrils. The overwhelming pressure emanating from this superior dragon was unbearable even for dragon kings only slightly inferior to it, let alone ordinary dragons and high-ranking dragons. They involuntarily knelt, respectfully addressing the three-headed golden dragon emperor, Trimudelissler, who had revealed his true form in the air:

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

"It's been many years. I myself don't remember the last time I used my true form in battle. I've even forgotten how to use this body..." Dragon Emperor Trimudelissler said nostalgically to Qin Feng.

"Then perhaps today will give you an unforgettable memory," Qin Feng said, shrugging with his bare upper body.

"You are, in all these years, the only person besides a god whom I still couldn't be confident of defeating even using my true form. Of course, your powerful friend is not included in that list," the Dragon Emperor said, glancing at the Tiger Soul lazily basking in the sun in the distance.

"Well, I must say, what you said is quite philosophical. However, as you know, I'm only concerned with how to fight you right now. I don't like discussing these philosophical questions with you. If you insist on discussing them, I'll recommend a philosophical master to discuss with you. His name is Tang Sanzang! A very famous philosopher." Qin Feng's lips curled into an impatient smile as he interrupted the Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler, who was about to continue speaking.

"Lord Tang Sanzang? Please forgive my ignorance, but I don't seem to have heard of this master's name. May I ask... um... I haven't finished asking yet. Why did you start fighting?" A muffled groan came from mid-air from the Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler.

"You are truly ignorant, not even knowing about Lord Tang Sanzang! I will punish you on behalf of Lord Tang Sanzang!" Qin Feng said fiercely, immediately following the Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler, his fist relentlessly pounding towards the three-headed golden dragon, the Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler.

"Roar~~" The Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler, now on the defensive, roared fiercely, his massive body slamming into Qin Feng. Good heavens, this guy was actually taking advantage of Qin Feng's much smaller size. In terms of sheer impact force, they were not even in the same league.

"Damn it, shameless!" Qin Feng angrily cursed, his body suddenly flipping in the air, kicking hard against the oncoming body of the Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler, and then shooting upwards like a cannonball.

Seeing Qin Feng ascend, the Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler, without thinking, gave chase. He knew that in terms of pure combat strength, he was no match for Qin Feng, but his size was far greater. If he could stay close to him and force Qin Feng to get close before he could attack, Qin Feng would have no chance to strike.

Of course, Qin Feng could forcefully break through and injure the Dragon Emperor Trimourlixistellar, but Qin Feng came here to subdue the dragon race, so how could he possibly bear to harm the strongest dragon emperor? Even that big, clumsy guy, Ersmi, was secretly spared by Qin Feng; aside from the external injuries, he didn't suffer much internal damage.

It was precisely by exploiting Qin Feng's mindset that the Dragon Emperor Trimourlixistellar unscrupulously used this rogue move. "Go ahead and hit me, I'm subjugated now, and if you want to injure someone, you'll only end up injuring your own subordinate."

Qin Feng was both amused and exasperated. This Dragon Emperor Trimourlixistellar was too cunning, resorting to such a rogue tactic, but he had to admit that this move was the most practical.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Feng and the Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell had exchanged over ten blows in the air. Each time Qin Feng was about to attack, Trimudelistell would immediately close in, releasing all his defenses and letting Qin Feng strike.

This forced Qin Feng to constantly change positions before launching his attacks.

However, the ordinary and high-ranking dragons below couldn't discern the tricks of the trade. They only knew that the arrogant human from before was now being chased around by their leader, the three-headed golden dragon emperor Trimudelistell.

A thunderous applause erupted outside the Dragon Emperor's palace, and some passionate dragons began loudly cheering for their emperor.

They seemed to see hope; the blood and dignity that had been suppressed to their bones by Qin Feng's dominance seemed to resurface. Some bolder dragons even eyed the lazy Tiger Soul sunbathing in the distance with ill intent, wanting to avenge their humiliation.

However, after Tiger Soul let out a seemingly casual snort, their arrogant idea was completely dispelled. Tiger Soul's absolute aura of superiority made them unable to muster even the slightest thought of fighting, and they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, thankful that they hadn't acted impulsively.

Qin Feng, who had been tormented by the Dragon Emperor's shameless tactics for half a day, could no longer contain his fiery temper. He roared and stopped dodging, his fist, filled with rage, slamming straight into the defenseless body of the Dragon Emperor, Trimoldelissler, who had pressed closer again. "

Who do you think you are? You're just my slave, how dare you force me like this? A slave should have the awareness of a slave. Since you've submitted to me, you should show your submission. Do you really think I won't hit you?" Qin Feng's anger flared, and he added more force to his fist.

"Thump~~" With a muffled sound, Qin Feng's entire right arm slammed into the body of the Dragon Emperor, Trimoldelissler, and a spray of golden blood fell from the sky.

Qin Feng, relentless, suddenly unleashed his fist. He stomped his feet on Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler, using the momentum to flip upwards, his fist striking again with ferocious force, slamming into Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler's left ribs. A hole instantly appeared, and golden blood gushed from it once more.

Qin Feng seemed unsatisfied, his figure flashing, his fists brimming with rage. He delivered hundreds of blows to Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler's body. Instantly, Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler's nearly hundred-foot-tall body erupted like a giant fountain, spewing out hundreds of streams of golden liquid, interspersed with pieces of broken internal organs, which fell to the ground.

"Your Highness!" the three-headed golden dragon Tregatet cried out, trying to rush forward, but was restrained by the Dark Dragon King Freud.

"What are you doing? His Highness is seriously injured, and instead of going to his aid, you're preventing me from going?" Tregatez was furious and questioned Freud.

"That's right, His Highness can't hold on any longer! We have to go save him!" the Silver Dragon King Empolichieva exclaimed urgently.

"Yes, let's go together! We must bring His Highness back!"

"That's right. We can't just stand by and watch His Highness be killed by this demon."

...

In an instant, the dragons were agitated, some even reverting to their dragon forms.

"You...sigh, don't you know? His Highness is determined to die...sigh..." Looking at the agitated dragons, the Dark Dragon King Floydek sighed, gazing sadly at the plummeting Dragon Emperor Trimudelissler.

"Bullshit! How could my brother possibly seek death...You're just too cowardly to save him, and you're making so many excuses...Let go!" the Three-Headed Golden Dragon King Tregates rebuked angrily, trying to revert to his dragon form as he couldn't break free from Floydek's grasp.

"Have you all had enough?!" "This fall is a matter of life and death for our dragon race, and you still have the nerve to make a scene here?" The cold voice of the Water Dragon Queen, Mokotiana, suddenly rang out.

"I...hmph..." Tregatez, blushing at her words, turned her head away, refusing to look at Floydek.

"Remember, live. You must live to have any chance of revenge!" "The Dark Dragon King released his grip on Tregatetsiviu and spoke to him in a barely audible dragon tongue.

In mid-air, Qin Feng, standing atop the belly of the Dragon Emperor Trimundelissler, was about to punch through Trimundelissler's heart when he caught a fleeting glimpse of relief in the man's enormous dragon eyes. A moment's thought cleared his mind, and his expression hardened. He stomped down hard, causing Trimundelissler's massive body to accelerate its descent. Just

ten feet from the ground, Qin Feng suddenly performed a somersault, flipping off Trimundelissler. Then, with a single hand, he lifted himself up, a dark light flashing on his arm, using only the strength of one hand to support the Dragon Emperor's weight of tens of thousands of pounds, stopping his fall.

"Want to die?" "I'm determined not to let you die! Your life no longer belongs to you, but to me. In other words, you don't even have the right to die! If you die, I will kill every single lizard here and smash every single lizard egg!" Qin Feng said viciously to the Dragon Emperor Trimudelissler, whom he had lifted with one arm.

The Dragon Emperor's previously closed eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance, then gradually faded again, and he let out a soft sigh.

The Overlord is invincible!

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