"Roar—"
Those words were the final spark that set off a powder keg.
Long Yue's eyes instantly turned bloodred, and the last shred of reason was completely consumed by his blazing rage.
With reason no longer holding him back, the suppressive effect of Su Chen's bloodline weakened considerably.
"I'll make you—!"
"Die!"
Long Yue charged at Su Chen like a maddened beast, moving at a terrifying speed.
His body was covered in dense dragon scales, and both hands had transformed into dragon claws as he lunged at Su Chen with a vicious swipe.
Facing a blow from Long Yue that could tear through alloy, Su Chen neither dodged nor flinched. He simply raised one hand.
"Imprison—"
Su Chen uttered two words.
The next moment, an invisible wall of air condensed in front of him.
"Bang—"
A muffled sound rang out.
Long Yue's dragon fist slammed into the air wall, yet it couldn't move it in the slightest.
The terrifying impact swept outward, causing the ground within ten meters of Su Chen to cave in.
"How can this be..."
Long Yue's pupils contracted slightly. Though he had lost most of his reason, he was still utterly shocked that his full-powered strike had been blocked so effortlessly.
He couldn't even tell what method his opponent had used.
"Whoosh—"
Sensing something was wrong, Long Yue instantly sprang backward.
At the same time, he unleashed his Soul Skills.
"Mountains and Rivers—"
"Rivers—"
"Boom, boom, boom—"
Towering mountain phantoms, each dozens of meters tall, rose out of nowhere, bearing down on Su Chen with the weight of ten thousand jun.
At the same time, roaring rivers surged into towering muddy waves and came crushing toward Su Chen from every direction.
In an instant, the sky and earth changed color, as if the apocalypse had arrived.