Spear of Divine Retribution, the Silver Dragon King Flees! Just You Wait!!!
Bai Yuan did not answer.
He simply raised his hand.
A jet-black flame suddenly exploded from his palm.
It was an extremely dark color; the edges of the flames had no trace of gold or red, only pure darkness, as if burned back from the ends of the universe.
The Core Flame Domain instantly covered the sky, and the entire sky above Dragon Valley raged fiercely under the burning black flames.
The gray-white sky was torn open with twisted cracks, as if even space itself was being scorched by the flames.
A figure, seemingly carrying the divine light of an entire era, soared into the sky and merged into Bai Yuan's body.
Behind him, the pair of wings reappeared.
But it's different from when it was revealed before the Dragon God.
This time, he didn't hold back.
Dark gold patterns spread wildly along the edges of the wings, with fine lava-like patterns flowing along the edge of each feather.
It's like the inner shell of a star that's been cut open.
"We're boxing today."
Bai Yuan flexed his wrist, and his knuckles made a crisp cracking sound.
He gazed at the thousand-meter-long silver dragon in the sky, his golden eyes showing neither fear nor hesitation.
There was even a hint of anticipation, a sense of "finally, I can loosen up my muscles."
He is not afraid.
The laws of Dragon Valley compress everyone's strength into the same range.
If someone uses power beyond its limits, space will collapse.
The collapse of space was also a problem for both the Silver Dragon King Di Tian.
Under this rule, far too many things have been leveled out.
Bai Yuan's feet sank, and his body shot into the sky like an arrow, cutting through layers of nine-colored light mist, heading straight for the silver dragon's head.
Gu Yuena's vertical pupils suddenly contracted.
"You dare!!!"
She hadn't expected him to take the initiative.
The silver dragon claw swung hastily.
Just before the claw wind touched him, Bai Yuan turned to the side, slightly folded his wings, and slid past the claw, moving so fast that the image remaining in the silver dragon's pupils couldn't catch up with the direction he was moving.
"Smack."
A very soft, muffled thud.
Bai Yuan's fist landed on the scales where the silver dragon's jaw and neck met.
The force was weak; it didn't even create a crack.
But when that power was transmitted through her scales, Gu Yuena felt a buzzing sound in her head.
"What kind of power is this?!"
It felt like being struck on the soul.
Bai Yuan landed back on the ground, leaving two shallow marks on the soles of his boots, and his wings slowly folded behind him.
He tilted his head to look at the silver dragon's slightly enlarged vertical pupils.
"Your reaction was a beat slower than I expected."
"Has it been too long since you've used your own body to fight?"
Silver Dragon's breathing suddenly became several degrees heavier.
"You must die!!!"
The dragon's roar dispersed half of the mist in Dragon Valley.
The giant silver claw rose again, slamming down with an aura several times more ferocious than before.
Bai Yuan looked up at the paw.
He didn't dodge.
Its wings were slightly spread behind it, as if it were preparing to take the blow head-on.
After all.
He did that punch on purpose.
The giant silver claw crashed down with a gust of wind, sending up clouds of nine-colored dust tens of meters high.
Bai Yuan's figure vanished beneath the claw shadows, but within the dust of light...
The dark golden light on the wings continued to shine steadily, showing no sign of fading.
You're a bit slow.
Bai Yuan's voice came from within the swirling dust of light, his breath perfectly steady:
"Let me teach you a lesson for your arrogance."
Amidst the dust of light, a dark golden figure soared into the sky once more, the lava patterns along the edges of its wings drawing a blazing arc of light in mid-air.
The silver dragon, high above, let out a deep, guttural roar, a mixture of anger and something else entirely.
Di Tian, who was some distance away, silently moved a few steps to the side.
He felt he should do something at that moment.
But looking at the Xiao Bai next to me, I thought, "Forget it, I still don't know what to do."
So he decided to continue watching the play.
Bai Yuan's figure stood still amidst the nine-colored dust.
He looked up at the silver dragon coiled high in the sky, its wings slowly unfolding behind it.
Dark gold patterns spread along the wing bones, and lava-like light flowed along the edges of the wings.
"Fine, I'm not playing with you anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, an unprecedented golden light surged out from his body.
Every inch of his skin was permeated with that pure will.
The air in the entire pit began to distort, deform, and retreat in all directions around him.
The will to Destruction.
That is the most fundamental color of the Core Flame.
The declaration of the end of all things is older than anger and purer than war.
Bai Yuan raised his hand.
On his palm, dark golden light rapidly condensed, stretched, and took shape.
A spear covered in patterns of Destruction appeared in his palm.
The spear's body was as black as chaos, but the tip of the blade gleamed with a dazzling dark gold light, like the trace left by the first ray of light in the universe as it passed through the deepest darkness.
"Spear of Divine Retribution!"
The silver dragon's vertical pupils contracted violently.
She sensed it.
The power contained within that spear.
The power of the Dragon God's Heart surged within her, yet a chill she had never felt before still welled up in her heart.
"You..."
The silver dragon let out an incredulous, sharp roar, the sound waves exploding throughout the entire Dragon Valley:
"You possess such earth-shattering power!"
Bai Yuan looked up, her golden eyes calmly meeting her gaze.
Then.
He moved.
Golden light, carrying a Destruction will, traced a blazing trail in the air. The Spear of Divine Retribution in his palm transformed into a streak of light, slicing through layers of nine-colored mist.
The silver dragon hastily swung its claws to block, but the moment the spear tip touched its scales, an irresistible impact spread along its claws to its entire body.
The silver dragon's massive body was jolted backward hundreds of meters, its claws carving two deep furrows into the ground of the pit.
It's not over yet.
Bai Yuan followed closely behind, his wings leaving two dark golden trails as he moved at high speed.
The second strike, the third strike, the fourth strike.
Each strike of the Spear of Divine Retribution precisely avoided vital points, yet perfectly prevented the silver dragon from using its momentum to retaliate.
The enormous silver dragon's body was relentlessly forced back inch by inch.
For the first time, something beyond "disbelief" appeared in the silver dragon's purple vertical pupils.
She retreated to the edge of the pit.
Bai Yuan stopped ten steps in front of her, his wings slowly folding, and the Spear of Divine Retribution dissipated into dust in his palm.
He looked at those still-widened vertical pupils, his tone flat:
"It's too narrow here, we can't move around freely."
He paused, and the light at the edge of his wings shone again:
"You can leave now."
Its wings suddenly flapped.
The entire space was torn apart at that moment.
A pitch-black rift suddenly opened up beside him, and sunlight from the Star Luo Empire Land beyond Dragon Valley poured in through it.
A surge of power erupted from the crack, enveloping the silver dragon's massive body.
"You!"
The silver dragon's purple vertical pupils widened in an instant.
She was swept along by that force and pulled towards the rift. Her thousand-meter-long dragon body rapidly shrank, folded, and deformed under the pressure of the spatial laws.
Those vertical pupils locked onto Bai Yuan's figure before he was completely sucked in.
"You just wait!!!"