Long Aotian's Progress, Jiang Xuan Slays a Dragon

"Wang Teng, this Undying Medicine Fruit is mine. You have no right to lay a finger on it!"

"Long Aotian!"

Wang Teng looked at the figure ahead, his expression changing as fury suddenly surged within him.

His eyes widened as he glared fiercely at Long Aotian and shouted, "Long Aotian, if you want to stop me, let's see whether you have what it takes!"

With a roar, Wang Teng attacked directly. He threw a punch, terrifying vitality and blood surging out as its might shook the heavens.

But in the very next second, Wang Teng completely lost his composure.

Long Aotian merely smiled faintly and calmly threw out a punch.

Boom!!!

Space trembled, and vitality and blood soared into the sky. That terrifying power instantly shattered Wang Teng's punch and sent his entire body flying!

"How is that possible? How could you have become so strong?!"

Wang Teng's face paled slightly. Rising to his feet, he stared at Long Aotian in utter disbelief, his face filled with incredulity.

Before entering the secret realm, Long Aotian's strength had clearly been about the same as his. Why had he become so terrifying now?

Compared to before, he was practically on an entirely different level!

"Heh, how could you possibly imagine the opportunity I obtained?"

Long Aotian smiled, his gaze at Wang Teng incomparably cold as he said,

"Wang Teng, we were evenly matched before, but now, I only need one move to deal with you!"

"What?"

Wang Teng's heart churned like raging seas. He could not imagine what heaven-defying opportunity Long Aotian had obtained within the secret realm.

Instinctively, he refused to accept Long Aotian's superiority, but that exchange had allowed him to truly feel the gap between their strengths.

That gap made him unable to stop a deep wariness toward Long Aotian from arising.

After a moment of silence, Wang Teng concealed his anger. Looking at Long Aotian with a smile, he said,

"Long Aotian, since things have come to this, why not join forces to deal with Jiang Xuan and that woman? Only then can we both win."

Wang Teng paused before continuing, "Otherwise, even if your strength has broken through now, you will ultimately only be making a wedding dress for Jiang Xuan and that woman."

"Heh, so what if it's Jiang Xuan? So what if it's that woman? Does the current me still need to fear the two of them?"

Long Aotian looked down on all beneath him, staring coldly at Wang Teng. "To tell you the truth, even if Jiang Xuan and that woman appeared here together now, I could still kill and suppress them!

"I'll let that Jiang Xuan know what true strength is. As for that woman, heh, she can just let me have some fun!"

As his words fell, Long Aotian stretched out his hand, intending to pluck the Undying Medicine Fruit just as Wang Teng had before.

But at that moment, another sudden change occurred.

A burst of power suddenly appeared and instantly smashed Long Aotian flying backward!

"Long Aotian, what... did you just say?"

A frosty voice rang out. Yet to Long Aotian's ears, it exploded like thunder, causing his pupils to contract sharply.

"Jiang Xuan?!"

Recognizing Jiang Xuan's voice, Long Aotian was startled. The immense pressure Jiang Xuan had previously brought him involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

In an instant, cold sweat trickled down his back.

The next second, his body was suddenly seized by a force and slowly lifted into the air.

Before him, two figures watched him expressionlessly.

They were Jiang Xuan and Leng Lingshuang.

"Fellow... Fellow Daoist Jiang Xuan, miss, what do you mean by this?"

Long Aotian floated in midair. Enormous pressure gripped his neck, making him feel somewhat suffocated. His face instantly turned pale, and his voice trembled.

"What do you think I mean?"

Dark-red spiritual power gathered in Leng Lingshuang's hand as she looked coldly at Long Aotian, intense killing intent spreading out.

Someone in this world actually dared to insult her. Was he tired of living?

"Earlier... I was just bragging. It was purely... an unintentional remark. Please, miss, spare my life!"

Long Aotian felt increasingly suffocated. His features twisted, his face deathly pale as he pleaded in a trembling voice.

At this moment, he was both shocked and terrified. He had never expected Leng Lingshuang's methods to be so horrifying.

"Heh, the moment Long Aotian made a little progress, he started seeing no one else in his eyes. Well, now he's done for. He can just wait to die."

Wang Teng gloated from the side.

"Ling Shuang, let him go, will you?"

At that moment, Jiang Xuan spoke softly.

"Hm? Brother Jiang Xuan?"

Surprise appeared on Leng Lingshuang's face upon hearing this.

Yet after hesitating for only a few seconds, Leng Lingshuang still released Long Aotian, allowing his body to fall to the ground.

No one in this world could tell Leng Lingshuang what to do, but Jiang Xuan was the one exception.

"Th... thank you, Fellow Daoist Jiang Xuan!"

Long Aotian did not know why Jiang Xuan had spared him, but he felt immensely fortunate. At the very least, his life had been preserved for now.

"No need to thank me." Jiang Xuan smiled faintly at him.

The next second, a holy sword appeared in Jiang Xuan's hand.

Holding the sword, he slowly approached Long Aotian step by step.

Cold light flickered across the blade.

Huh???

At that moment, Long Aotian was completely dumbfounded.

What did this mean?

So Jiang Xuan had not actually intended to spare him—he wanted to do it himself?!

Watching that figure press toward him step by step, Long Aotian's heart was filled with tension and fear.

[+66 Tension]

[+99 Fear]

"Damn it, you're toying with me!"

Suddenly, Long Aotian's eyes widened. His desire to live surpassed his fear, and he sprang to his feet, raising his entire aura to its peak in an instant.

A terrifying True Dragon's might filled the entire space.

Behind him, a phantom of a True Dragon condensed, gleaming with dazzling golden light. It radiated the might of a True Dragon and brought immense pressure upon all who faced it.

But these things were clearly of no use against Jiang Xuan.

As Long Aotian's aura surged, not the slightest ripple appeared on Jiang Xuan's face. The corner of his lips lifted slightly, carrying nothing but mockery.

Just like that, Jiang Xuan advanced toward Long Aotian step by step and raised the sword in his hand.

"I have already fused with the True Dragon Bone. I refuse to believe you can still suppress me so easily?!"

Long Aotian let out a furious roar and threw a punch. A True Dragon charged forth, hurtling toward Jiang Xuan.

He was making one final gamble. If he succeeded, he would have everything; if he failed, all would turn to nothing.

Slash!

At that moment, Jiang Xuan swung his sword as well.

An endless streak of white sword light tore through the void.

Boom!

Sword Qi collided with the True Dragon, and Long Aotian's body was directly cleaved apart, all four of his limbs severed!

"Ahhh!! Urgh, ah!!! My hands! My legs!!"

In but a moment, Long Aotian, who had been so arrogant and high-spirited just moments ago, had lost all four limbs and collapsed on the ground, his heart filled with helplessness and despair.

His eyes were wide open. He had never imagined Jiang Xuan's strength would be so great.

Even after fusing with the True Dragon Bone, he had still been ruthlessly crushed.

"So Brother Jiang Xuan was worried I wasn't cruel enough!"

Leng Lingshuang looked at the white-robed figure ahead, a bright smile blooming on her face as joy leaped in her heart.

"Such cruelty... Luckily, I didn't say anything boastful earlier. Otherwise, I reckon I would have ended up the same way..."

Witnessing this scene, Wang Teng could not help drawing several sharp breaths, secretly thanking his lucky stars.

"Jiang Xuan, if you've got what it takes, then kill me! Why torture me like this?!"

Blood covered the ground. Long Aotian's eyes were crimson as he roared at Jiang Xuan.

[+666 Anger]

"Why the rush? I'm just playing with you."

Jiang Xuan held his sword and lightly drew it across Long Aotian's face. Looking down at him from above, he smiled faintly as he spoke.

"Jiang Xuan!!"

Feeling the icy chill of the sword passing over his face, Long Aotian's body trembled uncontrollably. He was almost in tears, experiencing unprecedented terror.

Both terrified and enraged, he howled, "Jiang Xuan! If you kill me today, the Ancestor Dragon Lineage will never let you go!!"

[+999 Anger]

[+999 Fear]

"Do you think anyone will know how you died after leaving Everlasting Heaven?"

Jiang Xuan smiled faintly. "Besides, do you truly think I would fear your Ancestor Dragon Lineage?"

Slash!

As his words fell, Jiang Xuan raised his sword and brought it down. Long Aotian's head rolled away, and a stream of hot blood burst forth.

Long Aotian, a peerless genius of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest in the Eastern Wilderness, had fallen!

Hiss...

Just then, the other geniuses arrived in this space one after another. Seeing Jiang Xuan kill Long Aotian with their own eyes, their pupils contracted as they drew in a cold breath.

Had Jiang Xuan already gone completely mad with slaughter?

He had actually killed Long Aotian, the heir of one of the Eastern Wilderness's strongest powers, just like that?

Was he truly not afraid of retaliation?