Chapter 734: Chapter 734: The Great Battle Against the Ancient Sacred True Dragon, the Son of Destiny Fears Nothing
“Roar!”
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The Ancient Sacred True Dragon, controlling the body of the Yellow Dragon Quasi-Saint, leaped up, broke free from the iron chains, and in an instant, arrived beside Ye Feng, sweeping with its long tail.
The Dragon Clan is most proud of their physical bodies.
They are considered a different kind of Body Cultivators.
In battle against others, the Dragon Clan always engaged in close combat, relying on physical prowess to utterly defeat their enemies without giving them a chance to counterattack.
“A contest of physical bodies?”
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Ye Feng laughed.
Equal in rank, he feared no one’s physical body in battle.
But the Yellow Dragon under the control of the Ancient Sacred True Dragon’s False Heavenly Dao’s Will was not a Second-Turn Quasi-Saint, but at the level of a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint, with a hundredfold difference in strength between them.
With such a vast gap, Ye Feng admitted that he could not compete in terms of physical strength.
Therefore, he drew his sword!
Clang!
The moment the Saint Emperor Sword was unsheathed, all the surrounding light dimmed, and the starry sky became much duller.
“Not good!”
The Ancient Sacred True Dragon realized something was amiss and quickly flicked its tail, attempting to change direction to avoid injury.
But Ye Feng had already slashed down with the sword.
Rip!
A sword light that split the heavens and the earth swept across the starry sky; even the Yellow Dragon Quasi-Saint enhanced by False Heavenly Dao’s Will had its tail severed, with dragon blood spraying wildly.
“What sword is this?”
The Ancient Sacred True Dragon was stunned.
A sword that could instantly kill a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint, could it be a Holy Sword?!
“This is the Saint Emperor Sword!”
Ye Feng’s expression was cold as he swung the Saint Emperor Sword again and in just a few strokes, cut the Yellow Dragon Quasi-Saint into several pieces.
“No!”
The White Dragon Quasi-Saint, witnessing this scene, was terrified to the core. It hurriedly discarded the iron chains, even forgetting the Eternal Ancient Stone Coffin, and frantically fled toward the True Dragon Realm.
“You go to die as well!”
Ye Feng leapt up, slamming his palm on the top of the White Dragon Quasi-Saint’s head, penetrating the skull.
The White Dragon Quasi-Saint, dead!
In just a few minutes, Ye Feng had slain three of the Dragon Clan’s Quasi-Saints, his divine might terrifying the high-rank Cultivators of the entire True Dragon Realm.
To them, Ye Feng was like a great demon lord!
In the starry sky.
An ethereal figure emerged from the Yellow Dragon Quasi-Saint’s sea of consciousness, transforming into a huge, illusory dragon’s head that fixated on Ye Feng with eyes filled with killing intent.
“It seems you are indeed the will of the Ancient Sacred True Dragon.”
“This Sect Leader is very curious to know just what level the so-called False Heavenly Dao’s Will has achieved.”
Ye Feng gripped the Saint Emperor Sword tightly.
He was constantly ready with the Holy Divine Form, prepared to activate it the moment he sensed danger, to initiate four minutes of invincible defense.
“Killing you would be as easy as flipping my hand!”
The Ancient Sacred True Dragon said coldly.
With just a thought, a boundless and endless power surged from the depths of the star core of the True Dragon Realm, causing the incarnation to gradually solidify into a colorful giant dragon that spanned ten thousand miles.
Coiled in the starry sky like a planet, it exuded a formidable oppressive force.
Ye Feng did not hesitate.
He struck first with his sword.
Rip!
As the Saint Emperor Sword descended, the entire starry sky seemed to split open, creating a narrow sword mark. All the living beings in the True Dragon Realm could see the sky itself appear to be divided in two.
Everyone’s heart was trembling!
That was a terrifyingly formidable aura!
No one could oppose it, no one could block it!
“No!”
The newly condensed Ancient Sacred True Dragon roared in anger as its colorful figure was bisected by the sword, and then, before the eyes of countless high-rank Cultivators in the True Dragon Realm, it collapsed into a multicolored mist.
In the ancestral lands of the True Dragon Clan.
Tens of thousands of the True Dragon Clan members looked up at the collapsing Ancient Sacred True Dragon, feeling as if the sky itself was falling.
“False Heavenly Dao, is nothing more than this.”
Ye Feng held the sword in one hand, looking at the disintegrating form of the Ancient Sacred True Dragon with disdain in his eyes.
“Humph!”
The next moment, the voice of the Ancient Sacred True Dragon sounded again.
The collapsing mist began to re-form, once again taking on the shape of the Ancient Sacred True Dragon’s figure.
His aura was even more formidable than before!
Ye Feng looked at him and felt as though he was facing the full force of the Mist Saint Incarnation.
This person was infinitely close to the Saint Realm!
“What’s there to be proud of?” the Ancient Sacred True Dragon said coldly. “Just now, you only managed to shatter one of my incarnations. As long as my real body doesn’t die, it’s meaningless no matter how many incarnations you destroy.”
Boom!
As the words fell, the seven-colored incarnation of the Ancient Sacred True Dragon charged swiftly towards him and condensed into a treasured seal on its way, carrying a force comparable to half of the True Dragon Realm.
Ye Feng raised his hand and swung his sword.
Crack!
The seven-colored treasured seal of the True Dragon was shattered, but it transformed into countless seven-colored True Dragons that swarmed to tear and bite at Ye Feng.
“Ten Thousand Swords Technique!”
Ye Feng applied a Formation that increased the flow of time by tenfold to himself, and in an instant, he struck out over ten thousand times, grinding all the attacking seven-colored True Dragons into nothingness, rendering them unable to reappear for a short period.
“What strong power!”
“What kind of sword is that?”
The phantom of the Ancient Sacred True Dragon coalesced in the distance, its expression darkening as it stared at Ye Feng, who seemed invincible like a Sword God.
Had it been any other Four-Turn Quasi-Saint, they would have already been slain by him.
However, Ye Feng seemed to be at the Third Turn Quasi-Saint level, yet holding the Saint Emperor Sword, he could easily resolve his own attacks, proving to be a vexing opponent.
“What, not attacking anymore?”
Ye Feng sneered.
He looked down at the True Dragon Realm, his Eye of Insight activated, searching for vulnerabilities, his smile becoming increasingly twisted.
Seeing this smile, the Ancient Sacred True Dragon felt a jolt of fear in his heart.
“I understand!”
“Your real body has completely merged with the Star Core of the True Dragon Realm, which is why you can seize control of the True Dragon Realm and merge with it. Strictly speaking, your real body is the entire True Dragon Realm!”
“Once I destroy the True Dragon Realm, you’re done for!”
Ye Feng’s smile grew increasingly arrogant.
He didn’t want to destroy the entire True Dragon Realm. This place had a diameter of millions of miles, and although ninety percent of it was ocean, there were still countless living creatures above it.
He couldn’t bring himself to erase these living beings!
Most of these creatures were innocent and had no relations to the True Dragon Clan. He couldn’t bear to harm them.
But to gloat and intimidate the Ancient Sacred True Dragon was no problem at all.
“You… you wouldn’t dare!”
The Ancient Sacred True Dragon’s expression changed drastically.
“Don’t even think about succeeding!”
He roared and frantically extracted the Power of Heaven and Earth from the entire True Dragon Realm, which rushed towards Ye Feng like countless torrents.
“The Power of Heaven and Earth, suppress!”
Ye Feng suddenly took a step forward, a Domain of Heaven and Earth appeared around him, and all the attacking Power of Heaven and Earth was repelled, unable to harm him.
As the sole bounded entity of the Destiny Treasure Bead and the Son of Destiny of the Shenzhou Continent, what Ye Feng feared least was the Power of Heaven and Earth.
“You’re the Son of Destiny from the Shenzhou Continent?!”
The Ancient Sacred True Dragon was utterly shocked.
He felt as though he had kicked an iron plate.
As the Clan Leader of the True Dragon Clan, before his merging with the way was complete, the Ancient Sacred True Dragon had even sneakily entered the Shenzhou Continent and experienced its vastness and infinity.
Even as he became an early stage initiate of the Unity Realm Stage, comparable to the weakest Saint Entry Realm, he still found the Shenzhou Continent immovable.
That was a true Ancient Great Thousand World.
In its presence, he was nothing but an ant.
“Kill!”
Ye Feng tore through the torrent of the Power of Heaven and Earth and with one sword strike parted the sky of the True Dragon Realm and entered within.
“Fellow Daoist, let’s talk this through!”
The Ancient Sacred True Dragon backed down.
The Saint Emperor Sword in Ye Feng’s possession was too strong. If he entered deep into the Star Core, he would be able to erase the marks of his Origin.
At this moment, all the past grievances became irrelevant, submitting to stay alive was the only option.
Ye Feng, regardless of anything else, protected himself with the Domain of Heaven and Earth, and with one sword thrust, penetrated millions of miles underground into the depths.
Soon.
Ye Feng arrived at the Star Core.
The temperature here was extremely high; even a top Heavenly Emperor would melt due to the superheat.
Thump! Thump!
The massive Star Core, with a diameter exceeding one hundred thousand miles—larger than an outer star—emitted deafening pulsations.
With Ye Feng’s arrival, the Star Core contracted violently, as if in fear.
“Fellow Daoist, let’s talk this through!”
On the surface of the Star Core, magma surged, forming a dragon head as large as a mountain, which proactively bowed to Ye Feng.