Dark Gold Terror Claw?! Dragon God Possesses!

"Waist Bow!"

Jiang Nannan's sneak attack was far too sudden and lacked any sense of martial virtue; Ji Fengyu had only just stepped into the Hall of Heroes when he was met with a blow to the head.

Bang!

He only had enough time to extend his right hand to catch that foot.

And then...

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

With a ruthless expression, Ji Fengyu grabbed Jiang Nannan by the ankle and slammed her down repeatedly—yes, the exact same style as the Hulk slamming Loki.

Sneak attack?

You like sneak attacks, do you? You like starting at zero frames, do you? I'll show you a sneak attack! I'll show you!

"Uh..."

"Little Changkong, are you sure he's a support type?"

Sect Master Yang of the East Sea Tang Sect watched the video feed, the corners of his mouth twitching.

Too brutal!

It was simply too brutal!

"I am very sure!"

Wu Zhangkong's mouth also twitched; clearly, he was just as shocked by the wild, savage intensity of Ji Fengyu.

"You didn't tell him that the people in the Hall of Heroes are the ancestors of the Tang Sect?"

Sect Master Yang's face darkened.

This was practically treating their Tang Sect ancestors like ragdolls.

"I did not."

Wu Zhangkong hadn't even given them a chance to prepare; he wanted to catch them off guard.

"Fine."

"I hope this brat can repent once he comes out."

Sect Master Yang snorted softly and looked at the other screens, his eyes widening instantly.

There were other experts!

In another screen, Riiip!!!

Tang Wulin was muttering to himself:

"Where did Brother Ji go?"

"If Brother Ji is in danger, I will make you pay with your life!"

As he spoke, his eyes turned blood-red, and he proceeded to tear the phantom of Bei Bei from the first stage to pieces with his bare hands!

The tearing and shattering effects of the Golden Dragon Claw—Tang Wulin had finally found the correct way to use it.

Anyone who sought their own death, He would tear them all apart!

"Holy crap, Little Changkong, are these your proper students? You've got a bunch of baby tyrannosaurs here!"

Sect Master Yang was dumbfounded as he checked the progress of the other assessments.

Gu Yue had defeated the phantom of Huo Yuhao, Na'er had defeated the phantom of Tang Wutong, Wang Xie had defeated the phantoms of He Caitou and Xiao Xiao, and Lan Xuanyu remained undefeated under the attacks of Xu Sanshi.

The first stage of the high-tier difficulty was basically no challenge for them at all.

In the second stage, Wang Xie, Na'er, and Tang Wulin were the only four eliminated.

In the ultimate difficulty, Gu Yue was eliminated, but not a single speck of dust had touched Lan Xuanyu's clothes.

"Ultimate difficulty, third stage, begin!"

Swish, swish, swish!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple—four soul rings appeared beneath Jiang Nannan's feet.

Hiss!!

A pink python hissed, coiling itself in front of Jiang Nannan: the Rouge Soft-Muscle Python!

"They even brought out a Soul Ancestor..."

"And since when did Jiang Nannan have a Rouge Soft-Muscle Python during her Soul Ancestor stage?"

Ji Fengyu was speechless.

Tang Sect, it was one thing to secretly tweak the stats, but to even pull out a Rouge Soft-Muscle Python?

If you can't play fair and can't afford to lose, then don't play at all.

"Tch, your Rouge Soft-Muscle Python is a female."

"My Rouge Dragon-Muscle Python is a male!"

Ji Fengyu directly summoned his own Rouge Dragon-Muscle Python, which was larger, thicker, and longer!

ROAR!!!

The Dragon-Muscle Python let out a roar, instantly causing Jiang Nannan's Soft-Muscle Python to shrink back in fear.

With its spirit suppressed, the phantom of Jiang Nannan also displayed a human-like expression of confusion, defiance, and annoyance.

"Gravity Control!"

"Teleportation!"

"Waist Bow!"

Jiang Nannan's first three soul rings lit up simultaneously.

A heavy pressure instantly descended upon Ji Fengyu's shoulders, causing his entire body to sink downward.

WHOOSH!

Then, Jiang Nannan teleported behind him, a Fragrant Kick aimed straight at the back of his head.

A four-ring Jiang Nannan was already extremely overpowered in terms of mechanics.

And on top of such broken mechanics, the Tang Sect had even secretly tweaked the stats!

This combo was truly both shameless and unreasonable.

"You go too far!!!"

Seeing that the back of his head was about to take a heavy blow—though his Flawless Golden Body could withstand it—

however, a roar seemed to erupt from the Dark Gold Terror Claw on his right hand.

HISSS!

The next moment, Ji Fengyu instinctively swung a claw behind him.

Dark Gold Terror Claw!

Five claw strikes, sharp as golden blades, whistled through the air.

The terrifying power within them made even Sect Master Yang and Wu Zhangkong, who were watching this scene through a screen, feel their scalps tingle!

Jiang Nannan's pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks.

"!!!!"

"Invincible Golden Body!"

She utilized her ultimate life-saving skill, the Invincible Golden Body!

But!

An incredibly powerful pressure seemed to suppress Jiang Nannan's Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul, not only shattering her Invincible Golden Body but even forcibly canceling her Martial Soul Possession!

SWISH!!

Jiang Nannan was sliced into six pieces!

"What?"

Ji Fengyu was stunned.

Since when was the Dark Gold Terror Claw this overpowered?

It could even forcibly break through an Invincible Golden Body.

He had expected that battling a four-ring Jiang Nannan equipped with a Soft-Muscle Python would be a bitter struggle...

"HISSS!!!"

The shattered phantom of Jiang Nannan dissipated, and her Soft-Muscle Python prepared to fade away as well.

Yet, another change occurred.

The snake eyes of Ji Fengyu's Rouge Dragon-Muscle Python suddenly flashed with a startling, momentary brilliance.

Whoosh!

The Rouge Dragon-Muscle Python lunged forward in a burst of speed, coiling around and capturing the Soft-Muscle Python phantom of Jiang Nannan.

"Hiss!!!"

Once captured, Jiang Nannan's Soft-Muscle Python suddenly erupted with a sense of agility and intelligence completely different from before, hissing in terror as it struggled.

Yet, at this moment, the Dragon-Muscle Python possessed a Dragon Might that even Ji Fengyu found unbelievable, suppressing the Soft-Muscle Python with an iron grip.

It was a grand spectacle of snake devouring snake!

It swallowed Jiang Nannan's Rouge Soft-Muscle Python whole!

"Ah!!!!!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Haofeng, the Sect Master of the East Sea Tang Sect, immediately let out a miserable shriek.

"My Rouge Soft-Muscle Python!"

"That was the very Rouge Soft-Muscle Python belonging to our ancestor, Jiang Nannan!"

"The genuine, original mother specimen!"

"After generations of veneration by the Tang Sect, its true cultivation had already surpassed 90,000 years!"

"I never expected that even after suppressing its power to be placed in the Hall of Heroes, it would actually be devoured!"

Yang Haofeng felt a pain in his heart so sharp he could barely breathe.

The cultivation and strength of this Rouge Soft-Muscle Python were precious enough on their own, but compared to its symbolic significance, they were hardly worth mentioning.

That was the soul-spirit of the Tang Sect ancestor, Jiang Nannan!

To have it devoured just like that...

And what was most outrageous was that, At the final moment, the Rouge Soft-Muscle Python had unlocked its intelligence and strength, fully unleashing the power it should have possessed.

Yet, it was still "merged" by Ji Fengyu's mere thousand-year-old Dragon-Muscle Python.

This defied all logic!

Ji Fengyu was cheating, he was playing dirty!!

Sizzle, sizzle!

"Rouge?"

Ji Fengyu curiously examined the changes in his Rouge Dragon-Muscle Python.

After devouring Jiang Nannan's Rouge Soft-Muscle Python, The Dragon-Muscle Python's entire body flushed red and began to swell; even two small, exquisite dragon horns sprouted from its forehead!

Furthermore, its originally rouge-colored scales began to manifest other colors, becoming incredibly magnificent and multi-hued.

Hiss!!!

The Rouge Dragon-Muscle Python—no, it was now a Nine-Colored Dragon-Horned Python!

The Nine-Colored Dragon-Horned Python looked at Ji Fengyu with a sincere, complex gaze, after which that trace of special brilliance rapidly dissipated, returning once again to the ignorance expected of a common soul-spirit.

(The Dragon God from the author's other book sensed the presence of his wife in a parallel universe and came for a cameo.)

"Rouge?"

Ji Fengyu was somewhat suspicious and startled.

That clearly wasn't his Rouge just now; it was as if it had been possessed!