Fighting Back into the Battlefield, the Dragon Gate Intervenes

Blood rained silently.

Ao E stood in the rain, with only three of his clansmen and Ji Zhaoxuan's group remaining by his side.

In the darkness, gazes came from all directions.

Ao Chen stood beside him, his face grim. "At least ten people... maybe more. Some are hiding in the shadows, their exact locations I can't sense."

Ao E did not answer; they had been trapped in this invisible encirclement for half an hour.

Those people hid deep within the rain, subtly focusing their presence on Ao E and his group, patiently waiting for them to show signs of fatigue.

"They want to wear us down!" Ao Chen said in a deep voice.

Ao E narrowed his eyes slightly.

Just as he was talking to Ao Chen, two more auras joined in locking onto them.

Ao E suddenly laughed, a laugh devoid of fear, only cold understanding:

"It's true what they say, when someone's down, everyone kicks them while they're down."

Several of his clansmen followed closely behind, their steps hurried and their breathing heavy.

Ao E took a deep breath and reluctantly uttered a single word:

"Withdraw."

True Dragon Race never run away, but he also didn't want to be devoured by a pack of hyenas when he was at his weakest.

Led by Ao E, the group slowly retreated, but the gazes in the rain did not disappear; instead, they clung to them like a persistent ailment.

Ao E's expression grew increasingly gloomy.

He suddenly turned his head, and a barely perceptible whooshing sound came from the side. It was a thin, black needle, mixed in with the blood rain, silent and unnoticed.

The fine needle grazed his earlobe and embedded itself in the rock wall behind him, its end still trembling.

Ao E's expression turned completely cold.

"A bunch of scoundrels..."

"You think...?"

Ao E slowly raised his head, gazing into the depths of darkness, his voice low and menacing, filled with barely suppressed ferocity and malice.

"You cowardly rats hiding your heads and tails, you think you can keep my Ao E here?!"

He suddenly sprang up, his figure tearing through the rain, pointing directly at a figure deep in the darkness.

The martial artist he had targeted hadn't even taken a few steps back when he pierced his chest with a claw!

The latter looked terrified and was about to speak when Ao E crushed his heart, giving him no chance to back down.

"You all, die!"

Ao E's hand, which had pierced the martial artist's chest, trembled, and the body instantly tore into pieces. Blood drenched the martial artist, completely igniting the anger that had been building up all night.

"Kill!"

He roared and charged into the darkness, forcing Ao Chen and the others to follow closely behind, pushing this war in the rainy night into a new chaotic battle.

Ao E took the lead and charged into the darkness, facing the figures hidden there.

A Demon Race warrior launched a frontal assault, his fists pounding like hammers towards Ao E's face.

Ao E raised his hand, his dragon claw gripping the man's fist. With a twist and a pull, the entire arm was ripped off, blood gushing out. The Demon Race warrior screamed and fell to the ground.

A sliver of cold light pierced the rain from behind, the sword's edge pointing directly at Ao E's back.

Ao E suddenly turned around, grabbed the sword blade with his bare hands, and with a dull clang of metal against metal accompanied by sparks, the longsword snapped in two. Then, with a palm strike, he smashed the swordsman's head into his chest.

Having killed several people, Ao E's aura grew increasingly unrestrained.

"A bunch of worthless trash who can't stand the light of day!" Ao E sneered. "You think you're worthy to hunt me, Ao E?!"

"Die, all of you!"

He was like a completely crazed beast, rampaging through the darkness, quickly adding several new wounds to his body, but he paid no heed to them. Every step he took and every move he made was accompanied by splattering blood.

As one of the leading figures of this generation overseas, Ao E's strength was on full display at this moment, and almost no one could stop him for more than a few rounds.

In the darkness, someone frowned and whispered, "As expected of the number one person of this generation among the overseas Dragon Race... In terms of physique alone, Ao E should rank among the top five of this generation."

Should we make a move?

"Look again, more and more people are entering, even the Lion King from the Nine Bends Cave has arrived, it's getting more and more chaotic..."

"Chaos is a good thing; it's the inevitable result of countless coincidences. This chaotic war was bound to begin sooner or later."

"Ao E, hand over the Dragon Essence you obtained in the secret realm yesterday, and we'll spare your life."

The blond youth who emerged from the rain spoke in a deep voice, his aura as solid as a mountain, yet revealing a wildness reminiscent of a beast.

"Lion King, you think you can defeat me?" Ao E sneered, his figure leaping up once more.

The powerful Lion King Lion Race snorted coldly. He was prepared, but he was still forced to retreat repeatedly.

Ao E pressed his advantage relentlessly, his claws flashing as he quickly overwhelmed his opponent. It wasn't until several figures joined in from behind that the four of them managed to barely stop Ao E's onslaught.

The battle gradually became a stalemate. Ao E fought against four opponents and was entangled by the leading Lion Race expert, but he still maintained the upper hand.

Golden dragon blood mingled with fresh blood, spilling into the rain.

Not far away, Ao E's men were already back to back, fighting against the enemy in the darkness.

As more and more people joined and attacked, the battlefield became increasingly chaotic.

"This can't go on..." Among the four fighting against Ao E, one of the warriors was considering retreating. He had several wounds on his chest, and he had almost been disemboweled.

Ao E grew stronger with each battle, each strike carrying a ruthless intent to perish together with his opponent.

He suddenly turned and left, and before the other three could even react, the battle suddenly collapsed!

Ao E suddenly understood the joy and exhilaration that Yu Tunzhou had previously displayed.

The feeling of breaking through the enemy's encirclement made his dragon blood seem to burn, and fragmented images appeared in his mind. They were scenes from the ancient Savage Wilderness, scenes of the Dragon Race dominating the world. This was... a bloodline memory!

Ao E, whose strength had been mostly depleted, was reborn and exploded. He defeated his three old enemies in one fell swoop and suddenly burst into laughter, a laugh that was arrogant and unrestrained.

"Who else!"

Ao E stood in the center of the battlefield, his gaze like lightning sweeping across the entire area. His aura rose steadily, and the golden dragon's might spread out as if it were a tangible force, causing the surrounding warriors to feel fear.

"Tonight, anyone who stands in my way shall die!"

Not far away, Ao Chen and his companions, who had been locked in a fierce battle, were greatly encouraged, while their enemies, after witnessing Ao E's strength, couldn't help but consider retreating.

Ao Chen's spirits lifted, and he noticed Ao E's strange state, roaring:

"Move closer to Ao E!"

At this very moment.

A fist smashed down from the sky.

The fist seemed to fall from the heavens, carrying immense force as it crashed down.

Ao E's smile froze instantly, and he instinctively raised his arms, crossing them above his head to block the view.

Boom!

It felt as if the entire earth was trembling.

The blood-red rain was thrown back into the sky by the shockwave, and the rain within a radius of ten feet evaporated instantly.

Debris flew everywhere, dust filled the air, and a deep crater several meters square was smashed into the ground, with cracks spreading outwards like a spider web.

Ao E maintained the posture of crossing his arms above his head, but his lower body was already deeply embedded in the pit.

His back was bent, and his knees were deeply embedded in the broken rocks, as if they could not bear the weight. Golden dragon blood gushed from his seven orifices at the same time, flowing down with the rain.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a figure in a blue robe descended from the sky, rejoining the battlefield, a cold laugh echoing from above:

"You think you've gained confidence just from killing a few useless people?"

Yu Tunzhou reached out and grabbed Ao E's face again, his attack swift and domineering, slamming him hard into the ground. With a dull and terrifying thud, the powerful Dragon Race body that had previously dominated the battlefield was embedded heavily into the ground.

The entire room was deathly silent.

The battlefield, which had been chaotic just moments before, was now eerily quiet, save for the sound of rain and the dull thuds of impact.

Almost everyone stared in stunned silence at the scene.

Ao E, who was just moments ago dominating the battlefield and holding his own against four opponents, is now being tossed around like a rag doll?

Those hiding in the darkness suddenly realized something—

Ao E had been chasing him all night and was exhausted, displayed such irresistible and unparalleled combat power. So, what about the one who, despite being pursued relentlessly by him and his men, still managed to maintain the ability to fight back...?

How powerful must it be?!

Not far away, Ao Chen's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He wanted to provide support, but he couldn't break free at all, as he was tightly entangled by his opponent.

"Your Highness, it's time to retreat." Xiao Yanzhi smiled bitterly, "In terms of physical strength alone, we are no match for this boy at this stage."

Ji Zhaoxuan's eyelids twitched as well, a deep sense of dread welling up within him. Was this person a monster? How could someone who had been chased all night still possess such power?

"Let's go!" Ji Zhaoxuan said decisively, his voice hoarse.

He turned and strode into the rain. Xiao Yanzhi and Tantai Mingyu followed closely behind, their pace many times faster than when they arrived.

Jiang Fengyang took a deep look at the Yu Tunzhou on the battlefield and followed suit.

Suddenly, Ao E's furious roar came from behind.

"Yu Tunzhou!"

Ao E bled from all seven orifices, his dragon scales were shattered, and his consciousness was blurred by the excruciating pain, but he was finally pulled back to his senses.

Those golden dragon eyes snapped open, filled with boundless rage and resentment.

He braced himself with his hands on the ground, deeply embedded in the gravel, veins bulging on his arms, and suddenly broke free of his restraints, turning around and roaring as he charged towards the Yu Tunzhou.

A surge of new life force welled up within him, a sign of his bloodline awakening.

Yu Tunzhou remained calm as he threw a punch with lightning speed, seemingly invincible, completely unconcerned about who was standing in front of him.

Boom!

Ao E's body slammed into the mud again.

Yu Tunzhou took a step forward, bent down, grabbed Ao E's hair, lifted his head out of the muddy water, and then punched him in the face.

"Useless trash, how dare you call me by my name?"

"Ah--!"

Ao E let out a roar that was a mixture of anger and pain.

The second punch landed on Ao E's temple, causing his vision to go black and his ears to ring.

The ever-renewing power within his body subsided and gradually disappeared at this moment.

The third punch landed on Ao E's skull, causing his head to slam into the ground and his entire upper body to embed itself in the rubble once more.

The fourth punch...

The fifth punch...

As he fell in circles, Ao E completely lost the strength to struggle.

Even Yu Tunzhou had to admit that this guy's physique was indeed tough enough!

Yu Tunzhou raised his fist, preparing to deliver his ninth punch.

"Yu Tunzhou—!"

A fierce roar exploded from behind.

With the desperate cover of several of his clansmen, Ao Chen, covered in blood, finally charged through.

Yu Tunzhou's ninth punch lands.

Ao Chen pounced forward, but instead of attacking Yu Tunzhou, he used his body to shield Ao E.

The punch landed on Ao Chen's back, and the sound of bones cracking was clearly audible.

Ao Chen spat a mouthful of blood onto Ao E's face, but his hands tightly gripped Yu Tunzhou's arm.

This made the latter frown.

"Retreat from this level!" Ao Chen roared hoarsely, his voice filled with an undeniable resolve. "You are the hope of this generation, bearing the destiny of the Dragon Race! You cannot die here! Retreat!"

Ao Chen's hysterical roar was like a series of heavy hammer blows to Ao E's heart, pulling him back from his slumber.

"I..." Ao E's voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible.

"Retreat..."

Despite Ao Chen's persistent entanglement, Yu Tunzhou punched Ao E in the face, forcefully shoving the last "out" word back into his mouth.

"The hope of the Dragon Race?"

Yu Tunzhou sneered.

"I think Thirteenth Sister is more capable of taking on this important task!"

"As for you? I'll just have Yu send you to the Underworld!"

Ao Chen's eyes were bloodshot, his blood was burning, and he used his body as a lock, trying to forcibly restrain Yu Tunzhou.

This did indeed cause Yu Tunzhou a lot of trouble.

A powerful Dragon Race, so fearless, just to hold him back, took him about a breath's time to forcibly break Ao Chen's arms and legs, "tearing" him apart.

Just as he casually tossed aside Ao Chen's corpse and prepared to continue entertaining Ao E, Ao E's figure vanished from the spot in an instant!

This scene exceeded everyone's expectations and overturned their understanding.

Even if Ao E had shouted "quit!", let alone not uttering the last word, there should have been a delay of several breaths!

Otherwise, wouldn't all those who died in the bloodbath have died in vain?

Is this also a form of care that Dragon Gate provides for the Dragon Race?

Yu Tunzhou was furious. He looked towards the spot where Ao Chen had disappeared, then looked up at the sky and hissed:

"Does Dragon Gate even respect the rules anymore?!"

The creatures in the surrounding darkness all stared silently at the spot where Ao E had disappeared, their hearts heavy.

Especially the warriors who had previously besieged Ao E.

This was almost the worst possible outcome, confirming a certain hypothesis.

It's unclear whether Dragon Gate offers special treatment to the Dragon Race or if there's truly an independent force at play behind the scenes!

Then, when they looked at Yu Tunzhou, who dared to denounce the injustice of Dragon Gate, they couldn't help but wipe away their cold sweat.

In fact, the Eternal Dragon Gate was originally a secret realm created by the dragon race for Dragon Race descendants; they could only be considered "smugglers."

Under such circumstances, it is normal for the Dragon Race to receive special treatment. Even Great Sage bloodline like Kong Ling could only endure it.

At the very beginning of this stage, the final blow against the Central Plains Dragon Race is often delivered by the overseas Dragon Race. Moreover, the top figures of this generation overseas do not participate in the attack, in order to prevent any unforeseen circumstances from arising from the killing of the Dragon Race, such as being marked and ostracized by the Dragon Gate.

And now this guy, who just killed Ao Chen and almost killed Ao E, is still blaming the Dragon Gate in the Dragon Race's "lair"...

In their view, it was somewhat audacious.

After all, where in this world is there any fairness?

In the darkness, someone looked up at the sky, conflicted, unsure whether to hope that a bolt of lightning would suddenly strike from the Dragon Gate and reduce the guy who had almost tortured Ao E to ashes.

With his surrender, the Central Plains will lose an invincible powerhouse.

But if it really does descend... then it also suggests that this Dragon Gate Contest was already "predetermined."

Fortunately, in the end, this world did not respond to the roar of the Yu Tunzhou.

Yu Tunzhou a deep breath and looked around. The warriors under Ao E's command had either already withdrawn or had died in battle like Ao Chen.

But that's not all.

He scanned the area but did not find Ji Zhaoxuan or the others. His gaze immediately locked onto the nearest Demon Race warrior.

Under his intense gaze, the latter retreated repeatedly, waving his hands to indicate that he hadn't noticed at all.

After asking several people, someone finally pointed out the direction in which Ji Zhaoxuan and the others had retreated.

Yu Tunzhou immediately gave chase.

The culprit tonight isn't just Ao E!

Behind him, the chaotic fighting had already stopped. Their blood seemed to have frozen, and their previous restlessness had been completely extinguished by Yu Tunzhou's previous punches.

"This is the Human Race's... latest intelligence: this person is Yu Tunzhou, ranked fourth on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking and Tiger Ranking. In the Central Plains, his status is comparable to Kong Ling and Niu Tuntian, making him a Human Race powerhouse on par with Ao E. But now it seems..."

It now seems that even in terms of pure physical strength, Ao E is no match for him, let alone in other aspects!

"There are three more such powerful individuals in the Central Plains?!"

"Not necessarily. Yu Tunzhou might just be skilled in physical strength..."

"But he was the champion in the previous round!"

Silence returned to the arena.

As Yu Tunzhou raced after Ji Zhaoxuan, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Your performance tonight earned you Yinglong's appreciation, and He is now paying you more attention.

Yu Tunzhou paused involuntarily, taken aback.

He nearly killed Ao E, but instead earned Yinglong's admiration?

He suddenly became confused: did the Dragon Gate actually offer any protection to the Dragon Race?

Or is it that this Yinglong is not Dragon Race?

Upon hearing his words, Primordial Spirit Heaven and Earth Huntian was also taken aback.

In its view, what had just happened was only to be expected, after all, that little guy named Ao E did have excellent bloodline, and should be considered top-tier even by today's standards.

If it's not taken care of, it will become suspicious!

But Yinglong?

"As far as I know, this Yinglong was once known as the God of War among the Dragon Race, second only to the Ancestral Dragon in strength. Perhaps he admires your valiant fighting prowess tonight."

Huntian offered words of comfort.

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to worry. Judging from the current situation, many behind-the-scenes forces are eyeing the Dragon Gate covetously. The Dragon Gate is too busy protecting itself to have time to target you."

"Furthermore, if I were Dragon Gate, after what I experienced at the first trial, I would never rashly attack you, fellow Daoist!"

Yu Tunzhou recalled Niu Tuntian's words and his expression turned serious:

"At the end of the Dragon Gate, will something beyond the realm of Immortals and Gods intervene?"

Huntian was equally solemn. "Based on the current situation, that should be the case. Fellow Daoist, you can find someone to verify this next."

"How do we verify..." Yu Tunzhou suddenly realized something and exclaimed, "You mean Ji Zhaoxuan and the others?"

"Not bad." Huntian folded his little wings and squinted, "Don't forget that before we came in, that girl from the Incense-Smelling Cult specifically pointed out the existence behind the Tantai and Xiao Household families, and even hinted at the existence behind the Ji Clan."

"The two Great Emperors, Ziwei Gouchen..." Yu Tunzhou said in a deep voice, "These two are each one of the Five Emperors. In addition, there is the Great Yan Ji Clan behind them. The person who can make these two willingly assist them is most likely the former Supreme Emperor Haotian!"

Huntian hesitated and said, "I've heard that the Five Emperors of the Heavenly Court didn't seem to have a very good relationship in the past."

The Yu Tunzhou, looking ahead; the rainy night had not yet stopped.

He strode forward again, quickening his pace.

"Once we find Ji Zhaoxuan, we can test him!"

Not long after, he found footprints left by someone on the ground ahead.

They immediately locked onto the direction and gave chase.

Before long, with his eyesight, he could make out the general outlines of several figures in the rainy night.

The Yu Tunzhou, its toes barely touching the ground, its body moving lightly, trying to conceal its tracks as much as possible.

And in the distance.

Jiang Fengyang suddenly turned around, paused for a moment, and said in a low voice:

"They've arrived."

Having spent many years on the battlefield, he was exceptionally sensitive to changes in the surrounding atmosphere, and thus immediately noticed the approach of Yu Tunzhou.

Ji Zhaoxuan's expression changed drastically. "Yu Tunzhou is after us?!"

"It should be him," Jiang Fengyang said calmly.

Xiao Yanzhi sighed, "Your Highness, the only option now is to withdraw voluntarily."

Ji Zhaoxuan, however, was unwilling. If he withdrew, where would he find something like Dragon Essence, a gathering place of dragon energy? How could he then forge the Son of Heaven Dharma Aspect?

Xiao Yanzhi calmly said, "If Your Highness is unwilling to withdraw, then we have no choice but to use an imperial edict."

Ji Zhaoxuan's expression shifted uncertainly. Suddenly, he looked at Xiao Yanzhi and said coldly, "Brother Xiao, if I'm not mistaken, you should also have a similar mark on your body. Now it's time for your Xiao Household to make a sacrifice for the Great Yan."

Xiao Yanzhi remained silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that I'm incapable of sacrificing for Your Highness, it's just..."

"But what?" Ji Zhaoxuan pressed urgently, his peripheral vision already catching a glimpse of Yu Tunzhou's figure.

"Only..."

Xiao Yanzhi spoke slowly, his gaze suddenly shifting incredulously to one side, which startled Ji Zhaoxuan, who instinctively looked over.

The next moment, Xiao Yanzhi suddenly made a move, but was blocked by Jiang Fengyang with his sword. However, Tantai Mingyu, who suddenly sprang up, succeeded in striking Ji Zhaoxuan's throat with a finger.

After succeeding, Xiao Yanzhi and Tantai Mingyu chose to retreat.

"Your Highness, we had no intention of killing you. Mingyu's finger strike just now only sealed your vocal cords, temporarily silencing you for about sixty breaths."

If you can't speak, you can't quit!

"If Your Highness wishes to live, then the only option is to use the imperial edict."

Xiao Yanzhi's extremely calm voice rang out, and then he and Tantai Mingyu, one after the other, chose to withdraw.

Ji Zhaoxuan's face was contorted with rage as he stared at the spot where the two had disappeared, his hands pressed against his neck, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Jiang Fengyang looked grave, wanting to examine Ji Zhaoxuan, but Yu Tunzhou had already arrived!

Sixty breaths...

He drew his sword, knowing full well that with his physical strength alone, he would likely be unable to even reach half of its power...

"Get out of my way!"

The sound had barely reached their ears when a dull thud rang out, and Jiang Fengyang, along with his knife, was sent flying.

Yu Tunzhou didn't look at him. Who gave him the courage to stand alone in front of him?

He came before Ji Zhaoxuan:

"Let's talk, Your Highness. Does the Great Yan Dynasty have any plans to change its crown prince?"