The Great Sun Heavenly Dragon Ao Yue Was Defeated Again, and Kun Peng Was Completely at Ling Tian's Mercy

Hearing Ling Tian's "wolfish words."

The Great Sun Heavenly Dragon Ao Yue felt his soul leave his body.

But before Ao Yue could even speak, a sharp pain shot through his neck...

Ao Yue's vision went black.

Before he completely sank into darkness, Ao Yue clearly saw a headless body.

"Huh!"

"Why does that headless body look so familiar?"

"Why does it feel like it's mine..."

Ao Yue was dead.

But not entirely.

Just as Ao Yue's aura was about to vanish completely,

a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his Primordial Spirit.

"Who dares harm my son!"

A figure clad in a golden dragon robe appeared.

Judging by his aura, he had reached the level of a Primordial Golden Immortal.

"Ancestral Dragon!"

Those two words sprang from Ling Tian's mouth.

Ling Tian was quite familiar with the aura of that old loach, Ancestral Dragon.

"Hmph!"

Ling Tian snorted.

Law Power burst forth, crashing down hard upon Ao Yue's mangled body.

"You vile beast! You're asking for death!"

The Ancestral Dragon phantom roared, ready to strike and kill Ling Tian.

Although he was only a phantom,

before his spiritual energy ran out, his strength was absolutely no weaker than that of a late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal.

"Roar!"

A dragon's cry rang out.

An immense dragon's might descended, attempting to shatter Ling Tian's Primordial Spirit outright.

This dragon's might contained a trace of the Ancestral Dragon's true dragon power.

Even a late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal expert could be gravely injured if caught off guard.

Not to mention Ling Tian, a mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal's clone.

In the Ancestral Dragon's eyes,

under this attack,

even if Ling Tian didn't die, he would be gravely injured on the spot.

However,

what the Ancestral Dragon hadn't expected was...

Ling Tian seemed not to have heard that earth-shaking dragon's cry at all.

He even scratched his ear, looking confused.

"Old loach, what are you roaring about?"

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

"Have you played too much poker and gone impotent?"

Old loach?

Impotent?

Hearing Ling Tian's mockery, the Ancestral Dragon phantom seethed with rage.

"Roar!"

A low dragon's cry rang out,

and a golden dragon-shaped phantom shot toward Ling Tian's face.

However,

what left the Ancestral Dragon phantom despairing was...

Ling Tian easily blocked this attack too.

"That's all the strength you've got?"

"Looks like I was right. You really are weak."

"Hahahaha!"

Ling Tian's unrestrained laughter rang out across heaven and earth.

The next moment,

Nine Heavens Gang Wind!

Endless thunderbolts!

Five Elements Ring!

All appeared at once.

Ling Tian unleashed his full power, bombarding the Ancestral Dragon phantom relentlessly.

The Ancestral Dragon phantom was practically in tears.

He'd thought killing Ling Tian would be easy.

A piece of cake!

Who could have imagined Ling Tian would be this strong?

Now,

Ling Tian had him so thoroughly suppressed that he couldn't even lift his head.

Even his phantom was beginning to dissipate.

If this continued,

Ling Tian might really destroy the phantom.

With no other choice,

the Ancestral Dragon phantom seized an opportunity and fled in an instant, carrying Ao Yue's Primordial Spirit and body with him.

"Those two loaches! Wash yourselves clean and wait for me at Dragon Palace. I'll come by sooner or later and crush you both into soup!"

Hearing those words,

the fleeing Ancestral Dragon phantom shuddered violently, nearly turning back to fight Ling Tian to the death.

"I've memorized your aura, dragon. You're as good as dead!"

After leaving behind that threat,

the Ancestral Dragon phantom finally departed.

"Hmph!"

Seeing that his provocation hadn't worked,

Ling Tian snorted, looking rather displeased.

But in Kun Peng's eyes,

Ling Tian's performance had been the height of showing off!

A mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal had crippled the Great Sun Heavenly Dragon Ao Yue with a casual move?

And that wasn't all.

When the Ancestral Dragon phantom, renowned throughout Hong Huang, appeared,

Kun Peng had thought Ling Tian was about to get what was coming to him.

But Kun Peng had never imagined

that even the Ancestral Dragon phantom wouldn't be a match for Ling Tian.

If the Ancestral Dragon phantom hadn't escaped in time, Ling Tian might really have destroyed him on the spot.

And even then,

Ling Tian still wasn't satisfied, looking utterly unsated.

What the hell!

Who would believe that if you told them?

Besides,

compared with Ling Tian,

what did he, a self-proclaimed peerless genius, even amount to?

Kun Peng was devastated.

"Wait!"

"Ao Yue's gone. Doesn't that mean I'm free again?"

Kun Peng suddenly froze, clearly feeling the restraints around him disappear.

"Just as I thought!"

Kun Peng was overjoyed.

After glancing at Ling Tian in the air,

Kun Peng carefully shifted his body and sneakily flew toward the outside.

But just as Kun Peng was about to succeed,

a teasing voice drifted softly into his ear...

"Little Kun Kun, where are you going?"

"Is that how you treat the person who saved your life?"

Kun Peng stiffened all over and hurriedly looked up.

He saw Ling Tian gazing at him with a teasing expression.

Kun Peng immediately couldn't help coughing.

"Ahem... Fellow Daoist..."

But halfway through, Kun Peng suddenly stopped and cried out in shock.

"Who are you? How do you know my name?"

Kun Peng was horrified.

From beginning to end, he hadn't once said his name was "Kun Peng."

Yet this mysterious being before him had called him by name.

It was downright bizarre.

Could it be?

Kun Peng's thoughts raced, and he immediately arrived at a possibility.

"Could it be that you came here specifically to find me?"

"Exactly. You really are clever!"

Ling Tian nodded, looking full of praise.

Kun Peng: "..."

In the history of Hong Huang,

Kun Peng's Foundation, fortune, and comprehension of Law Power were all top-tier.

If Kun Peng hadn't been so arrogant and gloomy by nature, always wandering Hong Huang alone,

he wouldn't have had his cushion snatched by Zunti and Jieyin at Zixiao Palace and lost his chance to become a saint.

But there was no denying it:

Kun Peng's talent was truly incredible!

That was one of the reasons Ling Tian had come to rescue him.

"What? Still thinking of running? I can give you a head start of ten thousand li."

Hearing Ling Tian's words,

Kun Peng's eyes lit up.

He cultivated the Law of Speed.

If Ling Tian was this overconfident, he really might have a chance to escape.

But just then,

Ling Tian spoke again...

"Oh, right!"

"If I'm sensing correctly, the Dragon Clan's Great Luo Golden Immortals have arrived."

"Don't say I didn't warn you."

Kun Peng: "..."

Kun Peng felt that Ling Tian had him completely at his mercy.

This mysterious and powerful being was simply a devil!

Kun Peng didn't know whether to run or stay.

He felt absolutely miserable, and finally couldn't help asking:

"Since you came all this way to find me, you surely wouldn't just watch me fall into the Dragon Clan's hands. What exactly do you want?"

"Heh!"

Hearing Kun Peng's words.

Ling Tian's face suddenly broke into a warm, spring-breeze smile.

"I came to find you because I want you to be my mount."

"Absolutely not! Even if I, Kun Peng, die, I'll never be anyone's mount."

"What spirit!"

Ling Tian praised him to the skies, then spoke again.

"Fine, you don't have to be my mount. I'll compromise—you can be my attendant."

Kun Peng: "..."

He felt like Ling Tian had gotten the better of him again!

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