When cause bears fruit, fruit begets cause; cause and effect never end

Not far away, a dozen or so seriously injured figures were trapped in one place.

Those were Long Yin's fellow disciples, including the junior sister who tearfully begged him not to leave.

Their clothes were stained with blood, their hair was disheveled, some were unconscious, and some were struggling to keep their eyes open.

"Master..."

A faint, weak cry rang out.

"Release the Sect Master!"

"You devil..."

They struggled to get up, but were slapped back to the ground, forced to watch helplessly as the figure with their throats gripped theirs, tears of blood streaming from their eyes.

"Here..."

Meng Song's voice was forced out of his throat, broken and intermittent, "There's no dragon..."

"Yeah?"

Zhuang Xu smiled, but there was no warmth in his smile.

"Then you shall die."

He tightened his grip.

The master's face turned from red to bluish-purple, and his legs kicked weakly in the air.

"Master--!!"

The cries of the senior and junior female students tore through the sea of fire.

At that very moment--

"Let go of my master!"

A furious roar exploded from the sea of fire.

Immediately afterwards, a figure shot out like an arrow, his fist carrying Dragon Qi, aimed straight at Zhuang Xu's face.

Zhuang Xu didn't even lift his eyelids.

The void behind them trembled, and a giant hand formed from the Heaven and Earth Law manifested.

Carrying an overwhelming force, it struck directly at that figure.

Boom!

The figure flew backward like a kite with a broken string, smashing through three broken pillars before crashing heavily into the ruins.

Zhuang Xu withdrew the Heaven and Earth Law, but his brows furrowed slightly.

It doesn't feel right.

Logically, such a palm strike should have turned an ordinary junior into mincemeat.

But just now, it felt like I hit some kind of refined iron.

He turned to look at the ruins.

Gravel tumbled down, and dust filled the air.

A figure slowly stood up.

It was a young boy, his body engulfed in flames, his eyes bloodshot.

On his exposed skin, Dragon Scale were emerging, gleaming with a cold, eerie light in the firelight.

Zhuang Xu's pupils contracted slightly.

"Dragon."

He murmured, a hint of surprise in his voice.

"And it's a dragon with extraordinary bloodline."

"I've been looking for you for so long, so this is where you are."

"Long Yin ..."

Meng Song collapsed to the ground, using his last strength to shout, "Go! Go quickly!"

"Walk?"

Zhuang Xu smiled.

He looked Long Yin up and down, his gaze moving from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet, and then back up again.

"I finally found this fortuitous opportunity."

"Don't worry, kid, I won't kill you."

"The dragon blood in your veins is a valuable thing; I won't do something so short-sighted as to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs."

Zhuang Xu spoke slowly and deliberately, his tone full of smug satisfaction.

"I will find you several women and have them bear your children."

"If a girl is born, she will be refined into a furnace to serve me from a young age."

"If a boy is born, his blood will be drawn every day and he will be raised until he dies."

"As for you, you'll be a breeding machine forever."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and took a deep breath.

Long Yin's Dragon Scale scales trembled, but he still couldn't resist the suction force. He was lifted into the air and landed in Zhuang Xu's palm.

"Let's plant a restriction first, lest the duck we've almost caught flies away."

Zhuang Xu spoke, he raised his hand and brought his palm down.

Dragon Scale appeared.

But it didn't work.

Long Yin is too weak.

Moreover, he has no dragon horns.

The Dragon Scale scales crumbled inch by inch under Zhuang Xu's palm strike.

Fresh blood seeped out and dripped onto the ground.

"Don't even think about it!"

Long Yin gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment.

He's too weak.

So weak that they could only watch helplessly as their sect was destroyed, their loved ones wailed, and they themselves fell into enemy hands.

If it could be stronger...

Make it even stronger!

Just as Zhuang Xu was feeling smug—

His gaze suddenly sharpened.

On Long Yin's body, a Dragon Scale was glowing.

It was much brighter than the other Dragon Scale, its golden light dazzling, and its aura vast and boundless.

"Interesting."

Zhuang Xu narrowed his eyes. "A protective item left to you by your parents?"

He reached out to take it.

The next moment--

A burst of golden light!

An unparalleled power erupted from the Dragon Scale, sending Zhuang Xu flying.

He flipped three times in mid-air before crashing heavily into the rubble.

Long Yin fell to the ground, but he ignored the pain and just stared intently at the Dragon Scale.

Golden light rose.

A human figure gradually emerged.

No...

It's Dragon Shadow!

The figure emerged from the golden light.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of ferocious dragon horns, which gleam with a cold, eerie light.

Behind it, the dragon's tail drooped down, its tip swaying slightly.

The world suddenly fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible pressure descended like a mountain collapsing.

It is Dragon Might.

The incomparably powerful Dragon Might.

The visitor was none other than Qin Wangchuan.

He used the Dragon Scale to project his Dharma Body here.

Those Golden Eyes looked down from above and glanced at Long Yin.

Then, without any further words.

Qin Wangchuan raised his hand.

Extreme Dao Sacred Technique: Heavenly Ruins Tribulation Finger.

He pointed with one finger.

Zhuang Xu had just climbed out of the rubble when his pupils suddenly contracted.

He then roared to the sky--

"I knew it wouldn't be that easy! But I'm going to have Long!"

Before the roar had even faded, the ground beneath him rippled open.

The Heaven and Earth Law were suddenly revealed.

It was a hundred-foot-tall phantom, standing on mountains and rivers, able to pluck stars from the sky with a wave of its hand.

The phantom clasped its hands together, forming a gigantic palm that blotted out the sky, and slammed towards the finger beam with destructive force!

However--

It's useless.

That finger pierced directly through the Dharma Manifestation, pointing straight to the center of the eyebrows.

Puff!

A soft sound.

A finger-sized hole appeared between Zhuang Xu's eyebrows.

His expression froze.

Shock, resentment, fear... all froze on his face.

The Dharma Manifestation vanished with a roar, transforming into countless points of light, like a silent rain.

Then, the body fell.

With a loud bang, it crashed into the ruins, raising a cloud of dust.

Deathly Stillness.

The entire ruin was deathly Deathly Stillness.

Meng Song collapsed to the ground, his eyes glazed over.

The senior and junior female students forgot to cry out; they just stared blankly at the figure standing in mid-air.

Long Yin was also stunned.

What's going on?

Who is this person who suddenly appeared?

With a single finger... he killed a powerful expert at the Supernatural Realm?!

That's the Supernatural Realm!

The opponent alone could destroy my Azure Cloud Sect, but this person only needed to use a single finger...

Qin Wangchuan's Dharma Body hovered in mid-air.

After the Saint Law was used, the Dharma Body formed from Dragon Scale began to disintegrate.

Golden light drifted down from the edges, transforming into tiny fireflies.

He lowered his head, his gaze falling once again on Long Yin.

The cause and effect have been cleared.

"You'll have to walk the rest of the road yourself."

Long Yin prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed heavily.

"Thank you, senior!"

He didn't know who the other person was, nor why they wanted to save him.

But the result was good.

The master is still here.

The senior and junior female students are still here.

Everyone... is still here.

Below, Long Yin and his junior sister embraced each other.

And this Dharma Body is about to completely disintegrate.

At this final moment.

Qin Wangchuan turned his head and looked in a certain direction in the distance.

There's a presence coming from that direction.

It's very weak, so weak that it's almost imperceptible.

But he was all too familiar with the texture of that aura.

Alien Race.

No, they are mixed-race.

He looked away and whispered:

"Cause leads to effect, effect leads to cause... cause and effect are inextricably linked."

That's enough.

He raised his hand.

Amidst the ruins, a long sword rose into the air.

The sword trembled slightly, then transformed into a streak of light and shot out into the distance.