The God of Sky and Earth

The mighty golden dragon’s tail high up in the sky emitted a terrifying energy.

The surrounding space shattered, and then quickly devoured the three golden lights at a terrifying speed. Upon seeing this, Han Wulong shouted at the top of his lungs!

"Fight! Devour them for me!" Han Wulong yelled loudly, his fighting spirit as sharp as a knife, relentless!

"Roarrrr!"

The golden dragon roared loudly, fierce and powerful!

As the golden dragon devoured everything, Han Wulong suddenly descended with a loud thud, with a bright light flowing between his hands, his hands tightly clenched in full force.

In the midst of the intense battle, a burst of energy erupted from Han Wulong’s fist again, hitting Zuo Qiufeng, Wu Kun, and the others’ shoulders with three precise and powerful punches!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The golden shield was forced down like a giant cannon, making the three individuals’ faces change in a hurry. Unexpectedly, Han Wulong’s speed was like a ghost. His shoulders sank, causing his body to kneel down with a loud crash. When he tried to stand up again, Han Wulong’s absolute territory had already opened during the gap.

"Buzz, buzz!"

Suddenly, they were trapped in the entire space. The three of them trembled, their minds shaken by the attack. It was as if they saw a ferocious and unknown giant dragon, with a bloody gaping mouth and fierce glowing eyes, pouncing directly at them.

Within the pitch-black, nameless space, the golden dragon soared and spun around, casting a dazzling golden light that hurt the eyes and bodies of everyone. It felt like the pressure from an ancient world, pressing the three of them tightly to the ground, too scared to look up!

"Father! Amazing!" Han Yurou clapped his hands with excitement when Han Wulong succeeded in his strike.

"The little dragon’s spatial abilities are too strong. Seize the opportunity to suppress the three people, but it seems that it won’t last long!" Gu Yue’s eyes sparkled as he spoke contemplatively.

"Not bad, despite this little golden dragon’s rough appearance, it has a delicate heart! Strike fast! Use violence to control violence! The people from Yutian Palace only lack half a point in combat ability." A tall and elegant elderly man in the distance smiled and nodded repeatedly, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Hoo hoo!"

Han Wulong continuously surged with energy. Waves of golden light hit the bodies of the three people, while large beads of sweat rolled down from his chin. His face turned slightly pale, as if it was a struggle for him!

"Ruoruo, come over. Father wants them to kneel before you. Whichever one hurt you, you can kick and hit them as you please!" Han Wulong’s face turned slightly pale, and his energy quickly drained from his body like flowing water. It was apparent that Han Wulong’s breath was rapidly depleting.

Han Yurou nodded continuously, looking at the three old ghosts. Taking quick steps, he approached with a smile and said, "Great! Father, you’re amazing! These three old ghosts are no match for you!"

Gu Yue stopped Han Yurou and said in a deep voice, "Miss Han, don’t go! It’s dangerous!"

Zuo Qiufeng and the others turned red with anger and frosty stares. They looked at Han Wulong with full resentment and gritted their teeth as they spoke.

"Han Wulong, this Golden Dragon Space Art of yours is not yet fully developed, what use is it to suppress us for now? When we rise, it will be your time to die!"

Wu Kun and Cheng Gaoming also had fierce intentions on their faces, refusing to submit and willing to die. They snorted and said, "I don’t believe it. Do you dare to oppose our Yutian Palace?"

"Hahaha!"

Han Wulong’s mouth curled up, and he coldly said, "Though not fully developed, it is already enough. I have more than enough power to kill all of you!"

"Ridiculous! How dare you!" The three of them shouted simultaneously, uncontrollably furious, glaring fiercely at Han Wulong.

"Bang Bang!"

With a watchful gaze, Han Wulong’s eyes shot out a sharp light. He swung his right palm forcefully, like a thunderbolt, instantly pressing down the heads of the three of them.

"You said that Yun Region is your number one? Without Du Mu, you are nothing!"

"Bang Bang Bang!"

The palm print fell down, and the sharp punch directly created a small deep pit on the white jade floor in front of the three people. The direction they were facing was exactly where Han Yurou was, as if bowing down.

In an instant, the three people saw stars and blood flowing. A huge bump swelled up on their foreheads. The light shining from their eyes dimmed, and their whole bodies felt weak.

The intense pain made the three people continuously scream out loudly. Han Wulong locked his breath tightly on them, making them unable to move. The golden dragon coiled its huge tail tightly around them, winding tighter and tighter, like a python coiling around.

"Hiss, hiss!"

The sound of the dragon scales tearing apart the clothes and flesh of the three people made everyone tremble. They saw the giant tail of the golden dragon swinging wildly, and the incredibly sharp dragon scales pierced into the bodies of the three people. Blood gushed out, and even between the blurred flesh and bones, one could still see the pale white bones!

"Ah!"

"It hurts!"

"Han…Wulong, even as a ghost, I won’t let you go!" Zuo Qiufeng’s eyes bulged out, his breath was extremely weak, and endless blood gushed out, very bloody.

"If you’re brave enough, let me go! If you’re brave enough, compare soul techniques with me!" Wu Kun shouted frantically, looking like a crazy demon.

"Boom!"

"Let’s talk about it in the next life! Yutian Palace won’t have you anymore!"

Suddenly, Han Wulong became filled with killing intent, and the terrifying golden dragon energy surged. The giant tail swung again, creating an eerie arc in the sky, about to reach the three of them in an instant.

"Swish!"

Suddenly, before the radiant tail could reach the three individuals, a pitch-black tear-like crack appeared in the empty space above, instantly covering the divine golden dragon light, disappearing as if evaporating into thin air.

The crack was as dark as a black hole, slowly devouring Han Wulong’s golden dragon energy. When Han Wulong started to channel his energy again, a tremendous force poured out of the crack like a mountain flood.

In an instant, Han Wulong’s face turned pale, and a stream of fresh blood finally couldn’t be held back, spraying out from his chest. His figure was directly pushed back several dozen yards.

"Roarrrr!"

The golden dragon dissipated, and the sky filled with thunderous roars.

The dazzling golden light disappeared like broken pieces. The energy on Han Wulong’s body scattered in all directions like a hollow circle, creating countless tiny cracks in the surrounding space with its terrifying energy!

Han Wulong’s face changed in a hurry. In the retreating void, he went through several changes in succession, twisting his body and quickly condensing his energy. He raised a protective barrier of light and looked at the cracks with astonished eyes.

Gu Yue and all the remaining elders present were filled with shock. Their bodies involuntarily trembled due to the changes in space.

"It’s her!" exclaimed Gu Yue in his mind!

"It’s her!" Han Wulong also seemed a bit absent-minded. He held Han Yurou, who had rushed to his side, with a concerned expression and whispered.

"Dad, are you okay? Who is she?" Han Yurou breathed heavily and was a bit confused.