An Overreaching Wretch with an Enormous Appetite

"So that's how it is. You share the same origin as this fragment."

The shock and fury in the crimson-gold dragon eyes lasted only a moment before being replaced by naked greed.

"No wonder the fragment reacted to your arrival. As long as I refine your Dao Fruit and origin into it, the Chaos Restriction that has obstructed me for countless years will naturally be completely opened."

The enormous dragon head slowly turned, its gaze falling upon Qing Yi again.

"As for this divine being of creation beside you, her origin is perfect for reconstructing my Dao body. If she willingly submits, I can preserve her True Spirit. Once I return to the Dragon Race, she may remain at my side and serve me."

As he spoke, that Dragon Race Great Luo seemed to have already seen himself reconstructing his Dao body and returning to the Primordial World.

"Using the Dao Fruits of two Newly Achieved Great Luos in exchange for the return of a Dragon Race expert who has walked the Great Luo path for countless ages—however one measures it, this is an incomparably worthwhile bargain."

Though the two of them were both top-tier Innate Divine Beings, after the Fierce Beast Tribulation ended, the Dragon Race had become the undisputed overlords of the Primordial World.

As long as he could return to his peak and take another step forward, what was there to fear from this karma?

Qing Xuan sneered, his gaze turning cold. "What an overreaching wretch. You've barely clung to life until now, yet your appetite is truly enormous."

Though Qiuniu was also a Dragon, and his temperament was indeed gentle, that did not mean the Dragon Race that now dominated the Primordial World was like him. Otherwise, there would have been no Dragon-Han Tribulation.

This Dragon Race Great Luo before them truly displayed the Dragon Race's arrogance and conceit to the fullest.

With a raise of his hand, Qing Xuan brought down his palm, and the pressure of Great Luo descended like an overturning sky.

The Dragon Race Great Luo flew into a rage. "You're courting death!"

The Dark-Gold Dragon Runes covering the Ruined Realm abruptly revived, and countless traces of the Great Dao sealed within the Ancient Battlefield converged upon him.

A shattered projection of a Dao Fruit rose from the depths of the River of Time.

The colossal dragon body rapidly solidified, ancient Dao rhythms capable of suppressing Space-Time flowing between its dark-gold scales.

A dragon claw spanned the Ruined Realm and pressed down upon Qing Xuan.

Before the dragon claw had truly descended, countless Qing Xuans reflected within the River of Time had already been locked onto at once.

No matter where he fled or which future he chose, this claw would cross Space-Time to arrive, crushing his Dao Fruit along with every possible path to survival.

Qing Xuan did not retreat, his expression indifferent.

The vast world behind him unfolded, drawing all Space-Time and countless possibilities into itself.

Yet before that dragon claw could fall, a green figure had already appeared before the enormous dragon head.

Qing Yi had not spoken from beginning to end, but her expression, far colder than usual, made it clear that she was truly angry.

The Eastern Green Lotus Treasure-Colored Banner soared into the air, its myriad streams of green radiance freezing the surrounding Space-Time.

Facing the ancient dragon might bearing down upon her, the girl raised her palm. The Creation Great Dao gathered in her hand as she struck the imposing dragon head head-on.

Boom!

The dragon horns shattered.

The scales exploded.

The enormous dragon head that had just reassembled was sent plummeting by Qing Yi's palm strike, crashing heavily into the depths of the Ruined Realm.

Half its dragon face, along with countless Dark-Gold Dragon Runes around it, shattered at the same time.

Qing Xuan glanced at the colossal dragon body embedded in the ground, his tone still unhurried.

"Qing Yi doesn't like wasting words on the dead. If you have any more favors to bestow, you should save them for reflection after you go down."

The land of the Ruined Realm split apart completely.

A dragon roar filled with violent fury rang out from the depths.

The power stored throughout the Ancient Battlefield gathered madly. The dragon head Qing Yi had just shattered with a single palm rapidly recovered, and the colossal dragon body coiled once more above the River of Time.

"Without an offensive supreme treasure, you think the two of you, with your newly formed Great Daos, can erase my True Spirit?"

The crimson-gold dragon eyes fixed themselves tightly on Qing Yi.

"I had intended to leave a shred of consciousness for you. Since you refuse to appreciate my kindness, once I reconstruct my Dao body, I will erase your True Spirit as well and leave behind only this Creation Origin!"

Countless dragon runes converged upon Qing Yi at once.

The colossal dragon body no longer attacked Qing Xuan. Instead, carrying the power of the entire Ruined Realm, it lunged directly at Qing Yi.

Qing Yi still gave no reply.

The Green Lotus Treasure-Colored Banner cast down boundless clear light, protecting her Dao Fruit. The girl stepped across shattered Space-Time and met the Dragon Race Great Luo with another palm strike.

The two Great Daos collided head-on.

Creation Divine Light and dark-gold dragon qi submerged the entire Ruined Realm.

Every palm Qing Yi unleashed shattered vast swathes of dragon scales, causing the colossal dragon body to continuously collapse.

Yet the Dragon Race Seal and the residual power of the Ancient Battlefield kept pouring in without end, restoring those injuries in the blink of an eye.

The Dragon Race Great Luo no longer possessed a complete primordial spirit or mana. With only his final shred of True Spirit, he could not possibly contend with Qing Yi directly.

What truly opposed Qing Yi was the entire Ruined Realm he had cultivated over countless years.

Yet each time he reassembled his Dao body, the True Spirit entrusted to the outer edge of the Chaos Pearl Fragment dimmed a little further.

Borrowed power would never truly belong to him.

Qing Xuan did not immediately join the battle.

While using the World Dao to bear the attacks crossing Space-Time toward Qing Yi, he continued sensing the Chaos Pearl Fragment before him.

The fragment had already responded to his origin.

But the marks left behind by that Dragon Race Great Luo over countless years remained like chains wrapped around the outer restrictions, preventing the fragment from truly returning.

To reclaim this portion of Chaos Origin, he first had to completely wear away the opponent's last shred of True Spirit.

The Dragon Race Great Luo clearly understood this as well.

After clashing head-on with Qing Yi several times, he suddenly stopped using the formation to restore his shattered dragon body. Instead, he drew all the Dark-Gold Dragon Runes back into himself.

The entire Ruined Realm darkened.

The Dragon Race Great Daos sealed within the Ancient Battlefield, the battlefield's baleful aura, and even the killing intent left behind by the Godslayer Spear were all forcibly drawn into that colossal dragon body.

He gave up the advantage of endlessly reconstructing himself.

He gathered every bit of power he could wield into one final strike.

"Since you insist on seeking death, I shall make you understand the difference between Newly Advanced Great Luos and the Dragon Race powerhouses of old!"

The colossal dragon body coiled around the River of Time.

Its maw opened, and the entire Ruined Realm began to collapse toward it.

The figures of Qing Xuan and Qing Yi reflected across immeasurable Space-Time were pulled in at the same moment.

Past, present, future.

Every possible version of the two of them would be swallowed by this maw and refined into the sustenance that would allow that Dragon Race Great Luo to return to the Primordial World.

Qing Xuan took a step forward and arrived beside Qing Yi. The vast world unfolded behind them.

The world bore creation.

Creation manifested all things.

The two Great Daos intertwined while remaining independent, fixing all the possibilities of Space-Time drawn toward the dragon maw back within the world.

Qing Xuan looked at the Dragon Race Great Luo, who had gathered all his power into himself.

"If you had remained hidden behind the formation, continuously borrowing the Ruined Realm to reconstruct your Dao body, the two of us might have needed to expend a little more effort to kill you."

"But since you came out on your own, then die."