"Great Han?"
"Hahaha, hahaha!"
"This old man has stood on this continent for hundreds of thousands of years. What is the Great Han?"
"You dare to tread upon my Dragon Palace, and presumptuously attempt to enact the ways of the Great Han!"
Ao Hong's face was pale, and he sneered repeatedly. "This is the Scarlet Night Imperial Dynasty, one of the top overlords of the Cangyuan World!"
"What are you, this Great Han, compared to that!"
"Provoking the might of my Scarlet Night Imperial Dynasty!"
"Seeking death!"
Ao Hong let out a roar, one that struck at the heart. Even when facing death, he remained terrifyingly calm. This was the territory of the Scarlet Night Imperial Dynasty, and nearby were its subjects. Ao Hong's words were specifically for the local martial artists.
Even if the Scarlet Night Emperor did not intervene, he had to!
"You, seek death!!"
Yan Tiancheng's eyes looked down on Ao Hong with contempt. A mere Venerable Tier Two, he did not take him seriously at all. "To use my golden hammers to destroy you would truly tarnish these golden hammers of mine!"
"Take your life for this general!"
Supreme ferocity enveloped his right fist, streaks of golden ripples flowing around his clenched fist. It was not a hammer, but it was like one!
The terrifying ferocity directly engulfed Ao Hong. A ten-thousand-zhang Azure Spined Dragon struggled with all its might within the golden light.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The ten-thousand-zhang Azure Spined Dragon shattered inch by inch, a massive cloud of blood pouring down like a small stream, washing over the ruins of the Dragon Palace.
As the dragon's blood poured down, countless martial artists swarmed forward, waiting at the edge of the Dragon Palace ruins for this precious blood to flow.
Dragon blood was an excellent treasure medicine. No one cared about Ao Hong's death. In their pursuit of their own martial path, everything else had to give way.
Yan Tiancheng watched the numerous audacious martial artists and grinned. At this moment, Ao Qing was being arduously supported by Ao Bing and Ao Hai as he approached Yan Tiancheng.
"Yan..."
"Don't speak. Steady your mind and preserve your vital essence!"
Yan Tiancheng produced a pill and placed it into Ao Qing's mouth. Within moments, streaks of blue light flowed throughout his body. His missing dragon tendons were all restored, and layers of dragon scales grew back.
"Look after your clan leader!"
Seeing Ao Qing's injuries alleviate, Yan Tiancheng then surveyed the entire Dragon Palace with his eyes and grinned. "There's still a little mudworm!"
The Second Elder, Ao Xing, who was hidden within the ruins, saw that even the First Elder was no match and dared not escape, hiding directly in the ruins.
"Descend!"
Yan Tiancheng crashed down fiercely, suddenly stepping on Ao Xing's body. Dust billowed, reaching a full thousand zhang into the sky. Centered on Yan Tiancheng, the area within three hundred zhang collapsed by over ten zhang.
Within the deep pit, blood flowed, and dragon scales littered the ground!
Yan Tiancheng, holding a pair of golden hammers, walked slowly through the ruins. He was waiting for Ao Ye, the clan leader of the Azure Spined Dragon clan, to arrive.
As long as Ao Ye was not dead, the grievances of the legitimate bloodline, the Azure Spined Dragon clan, would not end. The supreme imperial might of the Great Han could not be fully displayed. He had to complete the mission of the Human Emperor he bore!
If Ao Ye was not dead, the sins of the legitimate bloodline, the Azure Spined Dragon clan, could not be atoned for!
"They're here!"
Yan Tiancheng turned his head slightly, looking to the north of the Dragon Palace. A powerful surge of primal energy vibrated in the void. This was where Yan Tiancheng had come from, and it was also where the teleportation arrays of the Scarlet Night Imperial Dynasty converged.
"Great Han!"
"If I do not destroy your ancestral temples, I am unworthy to be the clan leader of the Azure Spined Dragon clan!"
The immense roar could be detected by Ao Ye from thousands of miles away. Golden light enveloped the Dragon Palace, and from a hundred miles away, he had personally witnessed his First Elder perish in the heavens!
Ao Ye, who was at the fifth layer of the Venerable realm, wielded a jade-colored divine whip. This was a dragon tendon extracted from the fallen clan leader of the Azure Spined Dragon clan. Only one was extracted after each clan leader fell.
Judging by the thickness of the divine whip in his hand, it must have condensed the efforts of several generations!
The divine whip was brandished, and dragon might surged, as if a divine dragon had awakened and descended, roaming the void, replacing gods to punish mortals!
With one whip, divine thunder crackled in the void, and a domineering aura belonging to the supreme bloodline of the dragon race pressed down on all sides!
Ao Ye, holding the divine whip and imbued with the will of past clan leaders, was like a true dragon of the world. With one whip, he split the heavens and earth, suppressing all enemies in the world! Sudan Novels Network
"You dare to compare yourself to a true dragon!"
Yan Tiancheng observed the supreme will in the void. A quasi-dragon race, with impure dragon blood, dared to fantasize about becoming a true dragon!
"Take my hammer!"
Yan Tiancheng roared, and his clenched pair of golden hammers were suddenly dyed a faint blood color. These golden hammers had been nurtured by Yan Tiancheng for several months. Their supreme, formidable power had been condensed to the extreme.
It could be said that this was a strike nurtured over several months. This strike, even an eighth-layer Venerable, would likely turn into a mist of blood, with no bones left!
It was a pity to use it against Ao Ye, but this was exactly the result Yang Hao desired. With one hammer strike, destroy the Dragon Palace and slay one of the Four Kings of the Scarlet Night Imperial Dynasty.
If one Western Ling Imperial Dynasty was not enough, then they would tread upon the shoulders of the Scarlet Night Imperial Dynasty to establish the supreme imperial might of the Great Han Imperial Dynasty!
As the hammer descended, the sky above the Dragon Palace subtly distorted. The entire world seemed to be squeezed together.
A vast aura condensed furiously within the golden hammers, thunder rumbled and swept across the sky!
Venerable realm was already the peak of this world, the limit this plane could bear. A strike from a Venerable would shatter the void, and heavenly fire would pour down for thousands of miles. This was a common occurrence!
But observing Yan Tiancheng, as his hammer fell, space distorted, and all the primal energy within a radius of tens of thousands of zhang around the Dragon Palace was completely drained.
This was the Scarlet Night Imperial Dynasty, one of the most prosperous powers on the Eastern Desolation Continent. The primal energy of the Dragon Palace here had supported the cultivation of countless martial artists along the coast of the East Sea!
Let alone other martial artists, even Ao Ye himself could not achieve this!
As the hammer fell, the sun and moon seemed to invert, plunging thousands of miles into darkness!
Only in the void, a golden long dragon, testified to the existence of this place!
The divine whip, condensed from the dragon tendons of several generations of clan leaders, even with the superposition of the supreme will of past clan leaders, was not enough to contend with the golden light.
"Boom!"
The golden light descended, and the long dragon wailed. The divine dragon whip shattered inch by inch, like glass, with a crisp sound, reflecting the light of heaven and earth, scattering.
"Bang!"
"No..."
The golden light struck Ao Ye's physical body. A final, unwilling cry of death transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang-long dragon body.
"Ooooh~~"
The golden light retracted, completely engulfing Ao Ye's physical body. With a boom, his entire physical body turned into a mass of bright red blood mist. The golden light permeated, like fierce fire, with terrifying power, continuously compressing the vast blood mist. In less than a moment, it condensed into a fist-sized blood-colored light cluster, which Yan Tiancheng captured in his hand.
"Ao Qing, fortune and disaster often go hand in hand. I shall bestow this upon you!"
"May you be loyal and unwavering, and pledge your life to His Majesty the Human Emperor!"
"It is not impossible for you to transform into a true dragon in the future!"
"Your subject..."
"Your subject, Ao Qing, pledges his life to the Human Emperor, and will not regret it even in death!"