The Ancestral Dragon returned to its rightful place! Black Emperor? No, the First Emperor!
"Roar--!"
Accompanied by a deafening dragon roar that echoed through the ages, a colossal black dragon phantom, its length exceeding ten thousand miles, suddenly soared into the sky from behind Yue Xiaofei!
The black dragon had five claws, and each scale gleamed with a heavy light of bronze and iron. Its golden dragon eyes were filled with an unparalleled ruthlessness that regarded gods as worthless grass!
The once arrogant remnant soul of Ancient God trembled violently the moment it saw the black dragon stretching for thousands of miles.
That was absolute fear from the deepest part of one's bloodline, from the very pinnacle of the rules!
"What... what is this?!"
The Divine Sense emitted a sharp, terrified wail.
"This isn't Black Emperor! This is the First Emperor! This is the will of a unified nation!!!"
Its poisonous tentacles, upon contact with the Dragon Aura, were instantly vaporized into blue smoke, like weeds thrown into a furnace!
"Escape! We must escape!"
The remnant soul was utterly terrified. It didn't even bother to continue controlling Yue Lingfei. It pulled out the tentacles that Yue Lingfei's soul and turned to try to tear through space to escape.
However, how could Yue Xiaofei possibly give it a chance?
"You dare to leave after messing with my sister?!"
Yue Xiaofei took a step forward, and the black dragon behind him opened its blood-red maw, which blotted out the sky, and with the force of swallowing Mountains and Rivers, it roared down!
"Get out of my sister's body!!"
Yue Xiaofei let out a Nine Heavens Thunderbolts roar!
Click!!
The black dragon slammed its jaws shut, biting off the Ancient God's avatar, which consisted of hundreds of tentacles and snake heads!
A bloodcurdling scream, piercing to the extreme, echoed in his mind.
The black dragon chewed and shattered the violent Divine Sense, turning it into the purest energy, which was then forcibly injected back into Yue Lingfei's weakened soul!
Outside, on the arena.
The mercury mask on Yue Lingfei's face, Mercury Weeping Grief Mask, suddenly cracked with a crisp sound.
Click.
A tiny crack appeared in the center of the mask.
Immediately afterwards, the cracks spread wildly like a spider web!
Bang!
With a muffled thud, the mask, crafted from rare Mithril, shattered into countless shimmering specks of light, which dissipated into the damp, cold Pacific Ocean sea breeze.
Beneath the mask was a pale, handsome face, but with a touch of heroic spirit.
At this moment, the dark red bloodlust completely faded from those once empty and violent eyes.
Instead, we see the gentle, clear gaze of humankind, filled with endless tenderness.
The Thunderfire Rapier embedded in Yue Xiaofei's right shoulder lost its luster and turned into an ordinary iron sword.
Yue Lingfei stared blankly at the young man covered in blood before her.
Her lips trembled as she raised her scarred hand and gently stroked Yue Xiaofei's blood-stained face.
My palms were a little cold, but the trembling from my fingertips felt so real.
"Xiaofei..."
Tears welled up again, and Yue Lingfei buried her head in Yue Xiaofei's chest, sobbing loudly.
"It really is you... I'm not dreaming... it really is you..."
Yue Xiaofei grinned.
Despite the blood still gushing from the wound on his shoulder and despite having exhausted most of his strength, he smiled with immense satisfaction.
He reached out his uninjured left hand and gently patted his sister's thin back.
"Sis, it's alright now."
Yue Xiaofei said softly.
"I'll take you home."
Geneva, the Ancient Gods Church sanctuary.
Click!
The bone staff in Archbishop Marcius's hand cracked open with a loud thud.
"Puff--!"
A mouthful of golden-red divine blood gushed from Marcius's mouth, staining the enormous Divine Descent Crystal before him crimson.
His face was ashen, and he staggered and fell onto the throne, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror.
"Divine Sense... devoured?!"
"A mere mortal... actually managed to bite through an avatar of a supreme god?!"
The backlash flowed back through the divine descent array, causing the divine core within his body to tremble violently.
That was the ultimate weapon he had painstakingly crafted, even at the cost of using the Church's resources, yet it was forcibly destroyed by Yue Xiaofei in just a few minutes using such a tyrannical and unreasonable method!
Five duels!
Total defeat!
Chief Paladin Gawain was cut in two by a single sword strike.
Christina, the enchantress of demons, was stripped of her Divine Power and smashed into a pulp.
The shadow assassin Angus was blasted to smithereens by the ion cannon.
The Butcher Andrei, after going War God, was crushed into a bloody mist by bare hands.
The final trump card, Yue Lingfei, not only failed to kill Yue Xiaofei, but instead allowed the enemy to follow up on the clues and severely injure the Ancient God's avatar!
On the High Platform of the gods, the only remaining gaunt old man, holding Black Book, was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.
"We lost... we lost everything..."
The old man's face was ashen, and he muttered to himself.
On the neutral warships surrounding the International Waters, everyone was dumbfounded.
The West Holy Alliance, this behemoth that ruled half of the Earth's supernatural world, was utterly crushed underfoot by the Dragon Kingdom today, in front of billions of people worldwide, with a crushing and almost toy-like manner!
A deafening roar of celebration erupted on the deck of the Dragon Kingdom camp!
"We won! Sister Lingfei is saved!"
Han Duoduo wiped away her tears and jumped up and down excitedly.
Li Jiahao let out a long breath, pulled out the wine gourd from his waist, took a big gulp, and put on the smug smile that was typical of a show-off again.
"That kid Xiaofei is more promising than me."
Yue Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his eye and grinned like a madman.
He shouldered his heavy sword, strode onto the arena, and came to Yue Xiaofei and Yue Lingfei's side.
"Little sister, your older brother is here too."
Yue Feng gently rubbed Yue Lingfei's slightly disheveled hair, his rough hands carrying a warm force.
Yue Lingfei raised her head, looking at Yue Feng, who stood before her like an iron tower. Her tears flowed even more fiercely. A thousand words, in the end, only turned into a sobbing cry, "Big brother..."
The moment the three reunited.
Within the Divine Descent Crystal, Marcius, who had been lying on the ground severely injured, suddenly struggled to his feet.
His hair was disheveled, his once dignified face was completely distorted, and his eyes flashed with a kind of madness that was almost like mutual destruction!
"Want to go home? Dream on!!"
Marcius's piercing roar echoed throughout the entire Divine Island via the magic circle.
"You little beast from the Yue Family! You scum of the Dragon Kingdom! You think you've won?!"
"Sacred rules are written by the victors!"
"Since we cannot obtain the Eastern Lands, then all of you shall remain in this sea and be buried with the great gods!!"
Rumble!!
As Marcius roared like a madman, the entire black Divine Island, covering tens of square kilometers, suddenly trembled violently!
In the void surrounding the divine High Platform, five aged figures dressed in robes of different divine ranks appeared out of thin air.
Those were the last five Apostle of National Authority Level in the Ancient Gods Church!
They had been secretly maintaining the barrier around the entire Divine Island. At this moment, the five of them simultaneously bit their tongues, spraying their pure divine blood into the void.
"Great Lord of the Abyssal Surface, please unleash the flames of calamity to purify the world!"