A massive storm is about to sweep across the Skyrite Mountains!
Unaware of the danger, Andrew roamed freely on the outskirts of the Skyrite Mountains. As if to attract the attention of the Eight Great Clans, his Metallic Lifeform was also in the form of a dragon. A few days later, the Ashcroft Clan learned of Andrew's whereabouts.
That's exactly what he wanted.
"That guy, Nether Serpent, should be here soon. I refuse to believe he hasn't found me after five days."
Andrew looked out the window, his expression quite serious. He knew that this was a risky move. Although the Eight Great Clans were not as united as the Four Divine Beasts Clan, their cohesion was still very strong when facing this common enemy. As long as the Ancestor Nether Serpent gave the order, gathering several clan leaders to besiege Andrew would be no problem at all.
With several clan leaders attacking, even Andrew would have to run away; in fact, he wasn't even sure if he could escape unscathed.
Of course, Andrew also has his own support; he is not alone now. Behind him, the Four Divine Beasts Clan will not stand idly by and watch him be killed by the Eight Great Clans.
" The Four Divine Beasts Clan originally had five Asura who possessed Sovereign Artifact. Now, with the addition of myself and Pusluo, in terms of top-tier combat strength, we are already very close to the Eight Great Clans."
Andrew's gaze was calm as he plotted his next move. He knew very well that even if his side had the upper hand in terms of top-tier combat power, the Eight Great Clans Eight Great Clans would never compromise easily, since they held an absolute advantage in the Seven-Star Fiend.
"To force the Eight Great Clans to make peace, we need to use our top-tier combat power to strike their Seven-Star Fiend. Unfortunately, Gaiseresen will definitely not agree to this method... That damned pride!"
Even knowing they had no hope of winning, the Four Divine Beasts Clan still wanted to maintain their dignity; this was their purpose in fighting. Otherwise, they would have long since retreated to the Skyrite Mountains; why would they have fought the Eight Great Clans for over a thousand years?
Huff... Huff...
In the Infernal Realm, fierce winds howled, and every now and then, a whirlwind would appear, lifting up the nearby hills, shattering the rocks into dust, and disappearing without a trace.
Infernal Realm is definitely not a good place, especially for the weak!
"Splash!"
Noises came from all directions. Andrew squinted, his hands involuntarily clenching into fists.
"They've finally arrived! The Nether Serpent is truly arrogant, actually coming alone to seek revenge!"
In Andrew's divine sense, nearly a hundred Metallic Lifeform surrounded him within a radius of a thousand miles. Among them, the largest Metallic Lifeform, the Ancestor Nether Serpent, was filled with murderous intent. Just as Andrew's divine sense swept over the Ancestor Nether Serpent, the other's eyes flickered, as if it had sensed something, which surprised Andrew.
"In terms of soul power, Ancestor Nether Serpent is far inferior to me. However, he was actually able to sense my divine sense. His mastery of the soul is truly remarkable. It seems that having powerful soul power alone is not enough. In terms of understanding and research on the soul, I am far behind these veteran Asura."
Andrew out, casually putting away his Metallic Lifeform, and quietly waited for the other party to arrive. Before long, the Nether Serpent and its minions surrounded him.
The Nether Serpent's sinister gaze fell upon Andrew, its eyes glowing red.
"Lord of the Bloodflame Prefecture, Andrew Lance, how dare you interfere in the affairs of the Eight Great Clans?"
Andrew waved his hand. " Nether Serpent, I'm here, and you're here too, why waste time with words? You know, I've been waiting for you for days."
The Nether Serpent sneered, "Such arrogance! Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"
The Ancestor Nether Serpent, dressed in black, flickered a few times and took several steps in the void, each step creating a ripple beneath his feet.
These ripples were caused by him stepping on the space.
"Such speed and explosive power." In the blink of an eye, Andrew was somewhat surprised to see that the Ancestor Nether Serpent had arrived in front of him. His explosive power was quite strong, and few could match it, but the Ancestor Nether Serpent in front of him was no less than him.
Faced with the powerful outburst of the Nether Serpent, Andrew moved dozens of meters away, then struck back, grabbing its back with his hand. The Ancestor Nether Serpent did not turn around; its supple, boneless arm, like a strong rope, wrapped around Andrew's arm at an eerie angle. At the same time, the Nether Serpent easily turned its head 180 degrees, its scarlet eyes fixed on Andrew.
"That's some real strength."
Andrew struggled hard, but couldn't break free.
Following Andrew's arm, the Ancestor Nether Serpent's body rapidly elongated and coiled around Andrew's body. Faced with such an attack, Andrew couldn't help but change color.
For snakes, constriction is one of their most powerful techniques!
As the first generation of the Nether Serpent, the Ancestor Nether Serpent's physical strength was among the best of all the Divine Beast. His powerful body contained immense power, which multiplied when he entangled Andrew and began to strangle him.
This strangling force made Andrew feel suffocated.
Black scales slowly appeared on the Nether Serpent's body, and the Nether Serpent transformed silently. The aura of death emanating from him was extremely strong, far surpassing that of Mosli and Bulo. Especially when the Nether Serpent stared at Andrew with its single eye, Andrew felt a chill run deep in his soul.
Just one glance was enough to affect Andrew's soul!
"Hiss hiss hiss..."
Andrew struggled with all his might, and golden scales slowly emerged from his body. Tiny black snake scales and palm-sized golden dragon scales rubbed together, producing a metallic clanging sound, and even sparks flashed within them.
Sharp dragon claws grew from Andrew's hands and landed on the Nether Serpent's body. With a sudden burst of strength, Andrew pierced the Nether Serpent's spine with the dragon claws.
"If you want to compete in strength, you are no match for me!" Andrew looked at the Nether Serpent, his eyes conveying this meaning.
The Nether Serpent's back was injured, and its muscles writhed rapidly, managing to break Andrew's dragon claws apart. This skill of dissipating force was simply a gift from him.
"Splash..."
The Nether Serpent's counterattack was swift and powerful. After breaking free from Andrew's control, its long, slender tail shot through the air, aiming straight for Andrew's head. The tail was so fast that even Andrew could only see a streak of black light.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
A series of impacts rang out as Andrew's dragon claws collided repeatedly with the Nether Serpent's tail. Where the two met, tiny cracks appeared in the space. These cracks accumulated and eventually formed a collapsing black hole.
Just as the two were locked in combat, the rest of the Ashcroft Clan also formed ranks. Led by five Seven-Star Fiend, the five thousand Highgod who had come with the Ancestor Nether Serpent stood ready in the void.
"Big brother, look at this..." At the forefront of the formation, a lean man with short hair asked. In front of him, a burly man wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt and with bulging muscles was holding a large machete, his expression extremely serious.
Without turning his head, the burly man shouted, "Everyone, pay attention! Once the clan leader is separated from the enemy, attack immediately!" As soon as he finished speaking, the attention of more than 5,000 people was focused to the extreme.
"The opportunity has arrived!" The burly man's eyes caught the opportunity in the next moment.
" Soul Attack!" the burly man roared, his cleaver flashing as a black beam of light shot out. Behind him, over five thousand elite warriors simultaneously brandished their weapons, their five thousand afterimages converging to form a massive, sharp spear aimed directly at Andrew.
"Court death!"
Just as Andrew had knocked away the Ancestor Nether Serpent with a punch, he glanced around and spotted the Ashcroft Clan's collective attack. Of course, with his current soul power comparable to the Paragon, these attacks couldn't harm him at all. In his haste, Andrew suddenly turned around, and two dragon-shaped golden beams shot out from his eyes, meeting the giant spear head-on.
Silently, the dragon-shaped golden light swiftly shattered the giant spear and charged into the enemy's formation.
"Get out of the way!" the burly leader shouted urgently, retreating while reminding his men. These men were indeed formidable, worthy of being the elite warriors of the Ashcroft Clan. Even with their incredibly fast Soul Attack, most of them managed to retreat to a safe zone. Those who couldn't escape in time died instantly under the golden light.
This resulted in the loss of over a thousand warriors for the Nether Serpent Clan!
"Boom!"
As Andrew turned to attack the Highgod, the Ancestor Nether Serpent seized the opportunity, twisting his body and punching Andrew in the shoulder. However, his attack did not achieve the desired effect, merely causing a few dragon scales to crack on Andrew.
Andrew grinned, his Divine Power swiftly repairing the dragon scales, while he looked at the Nether Serpent with a hint of mockery. Although the Nether Serpent was powerful, its weakness lay in physical attacks. Moreover, Andrew knew that the Nether Serpent's Sovereign Artifact was also Material Defense Sovereign Artifact. It could be said that against Andrew, the Nether Serpent was at a disadvantage from the very beginning.
Even the Nether Serpent hadn't expected Andrew's physical defenses to be so strong.
"This is bad. I don't have any Offensive Sovereign Artifact, and I'm not good at physical attacks. It won't be easy to break through his dragon scales."
The Ancestor Nether Serpent clearly recognized this as well, and secretly felt a headache coming on.