Slaying the Golden Immortal True Dragon! Taiyi's Pursuit!

"Heh, a mere loach dares to call itself a sovereign?"

Ye Xuan's voice was calm, yet it cut through the wind and waves, ringing across the sea.

Ao Qing froze, then erupted in fury.

Loach?

This lowly human dared to address a noble true dragon as a loach?

"You're asking for death!"

"This Crown Prince will tear you limb from limb and extract your soul to light a lamp!"

Ao Qing roared, his massive dragon claw thrusting out, wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder, as it viciously swiped at Ye Xuan.

That single claw strike could shatter a mountain peak; if an ordinary Golden Immortal were caught by it, they would be gravely wounded if not killed outright.

Facing this world-ending blow, Ye Xuan advanced instead of retreating.

"Courting death."

He took a step forward, his form neither dodging nor evading, meeting the enormous dragon claw head-on.

Within his body, the Five Great Secret Realms resonated in unison, and the golden Sea of Suffering boiled over.

Ye Xuan clenched his right fist, no fancy moves—just a simple, straightforward punch.

"Thud!"

A collision of vastly disproportionate sizes.

The dull, heavy boom instantly blasted the sea surface for ten thousand li in every direction.

"Crack!"

Then came the crisp sound of bone breaking.

Ao Qing's supposedly indestructible dragon claw shattered like porcelain against a hammer beneath Ye Xuan's fist, flesh and blood flying everywhere.

"Aooo—!"

Ao Qing let out a miserable shriek.

His massive body was sent hurtling backward by the terrifying force, crashing heavily onto the sea surface and kicking up a sky full of spray.

"How is this possible?!"

Ao Qing roared in agony, his eyes filled with shock.

How could a human possess such terrifying Physical Body Strength?

This was even more monstrous than a Great Wu of the Wu Clan!

"Heh, with such meager skill, you dare to be this arrogant?"

Ye Xuan walked atop the waves, appearing above Ao Qing in an instant.

He formed hand seals, and behind him materialized the phantom of a Primordial Vermilion Bird bathed in blazing crimson divine fire.

Vermilion Bird Treasure Art!

"Burn Heaven Boil Sea!"

Ye Xuan pressed down with his palm.

"Whoosh—"

An overwhelming torrent of Southern Bright Leaving Fire poured down, instantly turning the sea below into an ocean of flames.

Seawater evaporated on contact, and white steam billowed upward.

Caught at the heart of the inferno, Ao Qing felt as if he had been thrown into a furnace.

The terrifying heat ignored his proud dragon-scale defense, searing directly into his flesh and soul.

"No! This fire... what kind of fire is this?!"

Ao Qing writhed in agony, a burnt stench wafting from him.

He tried to dive into the deep sea to escape, but Ye Xuan gave him no chance.

"Trying to run?"

Ye Xuan's left eye, the Double Pupils, spun, and six black holes manifested behind him, rotating slowly.

Cycle Treasure Technique!

"Suppress!"

The six black holes unleashed a fearsome gravitational pull, locking onto Ao Qing's aura and pinning him firmly to the sea surface, unable to move.

At that moment, Ao Qing finally felt fear.

He realized he had kicked an unbreakable iron plate.

This seemingly insignificant human was nothing less than a primordial Fierce Beast in human skin!

"Spare me, fellow Daoist! Spare me!"

Ao Qing cried out for mercy, his voice trembling.

"I am the nephew of the East Sea Dragon King! My father is a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal! You can't kill me! If you kill me, you'll bring a mountain of trouble upon yourself!"

"Just let me go, and the Dragon Palace Treasury is yours to choose from..."

Ye Xuan stood atop the sea of fire, his gaze as cold as a blade.

"Now you're pulling out your backing?"

"When you were devouring others earlier, why weren't you so polite?"

Ye Xuan's fingertip lifted slightly.

The phantom of a Nine-Leaf Sword Grass slowly materialized behind him.

Grass Character Sword Art!

A sword intent that could sever eternity, sharp to the extreme, instantly locked onto Ao Qing's brow.

"No—!"

Ao Qing felt the breath of death and roared in despair.

"Father, save me!!!"

"I'll send you on your way."

Ye Xuan's finger traced downward.

"Chi!"

A dazzling Sword Qi tore through the sky.

No resistance whatsoever.

The Sword Qi pierced straight through Ao Qing's hard dragon bone, shredding the Primordial Spirit hidden within his Consciousness Sea.

Ao Qing's massive body stiffened abruptly, then crashed heavily onto the sea surface, falling silent.

A single strike, instant death!

Ye Xuan waved his hand, dispersing the raging heavenly fire.

Looking at the enormous true dragon corpse before him, he nodded in satisfaction.

"A Golden Immortal Realm true dragon—every part is a treasure."

"The dragon hide can make several protective armor pieces, the dragon sinews can be refined into bowstrings, and as for this dragon meat..."

Ye Xuan swallowed.

"It's a great tonic."

His movements were extremely practiced. With a sweep of his hand, he directly stored the thousand-zhang-long dragon corpse into the System Space.

Having done all this, Ye Xuan clapped his hands and prepared to leave this troubled place.

Just then.

"Boom!!!"

From the deep sea below, a violent tremor suddenly erupted.

The waters of the entire sea region churned wildly, as if a prehistoric beast was awakening.

An aura countless times more terrifying than Ao Qing's surged up from the seabed, instantly locking onto Ye Xuan.

"Who?!"

"Who dares kill my son?!"

A dragon roar filled with boundless fury shattered the clouds for hundreds of thousands of li around.

"Bang!"

The sea surface exploded.

A terrifying crimson dragon, ten thousand zhangs long, burst out of the water.

Every scale on its body burned with blazing flames, its eyes like two blood-red suns, exuding a suffocating pressure.

Above its head, five streams of Airflow swirled faintly—that was the Five Qi in the Chest, a symbol of perfected laws.

Primordial Unity Golden Immortal!

The one who had arrived was none other than Ao Qing's father, a clan brother of the East Sea Dragon King—the Red Dragon King, Ao Lie!

Ao Lie hovered high in the sky, staring at the lingering scent of blood in the air and the Sword Qi that had yet to fully dissipate. The fury in his eyes was enough to ignite heaven and earth.

His only son had just been killed!

And right at the doorstep of the East Sea!

"Is it you?!"

Ao Lie's enormous dragon eyes locked onto Ye Xuan, his killing intent as solid as matter.

"A mere human Golden Immortal dares to kill one of my Dragon Race's bloodline?!"

Locked onto by that Primordial Unity Golden Immortal's aura, Ye Xuan felt his entire body sink, the space around him as if frozen solid.

Golden Immortal and Primordial Unity—though separated by only a single realm, the gap was heaven and earth.

A Primordial Unity Golden Immortal had already condensed the Five Qi in the Chest and begun to touch upon the Great Dao Laws, far beyond what mere Physical Body Strength could easily contend with.

Ye Xuan made a judgment in an instant.

He could fight, but there was no need to force it.

If he revealed all his trump cards, using the Kongtong Seal and the Golden Wheel of Merit, he might be able to hold off this old dragon.

But it would inevitably draw more Dragon Race experts, even alerting the East Sea Dragon King.

If he got ganged up on then, it would be truly troublesome.

"Hmph, as expected, hit the young one, and the old one shows up."

Ye Xuan snorted coldly, without a moment's hesitation.

"Go!"

Behind him, a pair of massive cyan wings suddenly unfurled—the Heavenly Peng Extreme Speed evolved from the Azure Sky Roc Treasure Art.

With a single flap of those wings.

Ye Xuan's figure instantly transformed into a streak of light, fleeing into the distance at an inconceivable speed.

"Trying to run?!"

Seeing this, Ao Lie burned with even greater fury.

Killing his son and still trying to escape? Dream on!

"Above the heavens and below the earth, this king will surely kill you!"

"Roar!"

Ao Lie let out a thunderous roar, his ten-thousand-zhang dragon body twisting through the air, turning into a crimson bolt of lightning as he gave chase.

A Primordial Unity Golden Immortal's flight speed was extremely fast; wherever he passed, the sea was torn open into a massive chasm.

Two figures, one ahead and one behind, engaged in a breathtaking chase across the East Sea.