Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 248: You Want to Kill Me? Iβll Oblige
It was a terrifying scene.
Raging flames burned as if to incinerate the Celestial Curtain, tearing the Void asunder. π§π³π¦β―ππ¦π·π―ππ£π¦π.πΈπ°π
For the first time, Ye Tianlingβs peerless Flame Dragon Soul had revealed its most powerful, most tyrannical, and most invincible form. In the space of a single breath, it went from being devoured to instantly suppressing the Cyan Dragon Soul in return.
The sight was blindingly brilliant. Dazzling, blood-colored flames burned with a fierce SIZZLE.
Within the flames, a vast amount of Essence, Qi, and Soul from Long Yunyueβs Dragon Soul was being forcibly refined.
Blinding Dao light, searing divine radiance, vibrant blood, a cerulean Dragon Soul, the destructive Killing Dao, and a vicious, terrifying flameβ
βall of it intertwined to create a scene that was both tragic and poignant, brutal yet beautiful.
And this sight made the faces of every Cultivator present change color.
The Manifestation of the Samadhi True Fire Celestial Dragon Sword Soul had stunned many.
Even many of the Saint Masters were visibly moved, their expressions shifting as they marveled in secret.
βJust half a year to reach such a level... Perhaps what Ouyang Tianqi said wasnβt an exaggeration after all.β
A Saint Master from one of the Holy Lands murmured to himself.
"The Sword Venerate Dominating Body has appeared once more, clashing with the Taotie Divine Body. This is a rare sight indeed. This time, no matter the outcome, no matter how far Ye Tianling goes, his name will be enough to shake the world."
"Long Yunyue is finished."
"This just goes to show that even a Saint Son can be killed. You just need to be powerful enough, overwhelmingly invincible enough to crush them with the force of a landslide!"
"Long Yunyue did his best. He unleashed his strongest Emperorβs Qi Dragon Transformation Cyan Dragon Battle Soul, but he ran into an even stronger Ancient Dragon Soul Talent!"
"Ye Tianling is Long Fengyangβs son? I donβt know, it feels more like Long Fengyang is wearing a green hat."
"Thereβs not a trace of Fiery Sun Power. His Flame Will possesses Divinity... this must also be an ancient Dragon God Physique."
"Compared to the Ancient Dragon Clan, *those* are the true Divine Dragons. The Dragon Race of today? Heh, in front of the Ancient Dragon Clan, theyβre nothing more than lizards."
"Brother Celestial Dao, you dare say such things... You really love to watch the chaos, donβt you!"
One of the Saint Masters, shocked, offered a word of caution.
And among these conversing Saint Masters, the one who called the Dragon Race "lizards" was none other than the Saint Master of the Space-Time Ancestor Path Holy Land, Qitian Dao.
This man was peerlessly arrogant and incomparably domineering. From start to finish, he hadnβt given Long Cangqian or Long Fengyang a shred of respect.
Long Fengyang, of course, heard these remarks, but he paid them no mind.
As a Saint Master, he could have certainly intervened and saved Long Yunyue if he wished.
But to Long Fengyang, a Saint Son who was defeated in his first real battle was, at best, cannon fodderβuseful only for depleting some of Ye Tianlingβs reserves. That was the extent of his use.
βIf Ye Tianling could survive a confrontation with me, Long Fengyang, and nearly defeat me, how could a mere Long Yunyue possibly handle him?β
Long Fengyang knew this but thought nothing of it. If a few Saint Sons died, it would only fuel more intense competition, pushing more outstanding geniuses to the forefront to be selected as Long Yunyueβs replacement.
The Dragon Raceβs reproductive ability was poor, but their Talent was exceptional. Countless women flocked to the Dragon Raceβs men, so even with their low fertility, it wasnβt difficult for a clansman to have three to five descendants.
What was even more frightening was that the Dragon Race was born with extraordinary Talent, producing one genius after anotherβthis was the fundamental reason for their power.
As such, the death of a few Saint Sons was a matter of no consequence to Long Fengyang.
He didnβt regret Long Yunyueβs death, but rather how shamefully he had died.
...
Long Fengyangβs attitude sent a chill through the hearts of many Saint Sons and Saintesses from the other Holy Lands.
Although the other Holy Lands werenβt so ruthless, they still empathized with the situation. Their minds began to race as they finally understood the current state of affairs and resolved not to act as cannon fodder any longer!
Coupled with Ye Tianlingβs aggressive, domineering, and vicious cruelty, those Saint Sons and Saintesses whose opinions of him had already started to change now set aside their hostility. They finally began to treat Ye Tianling as an existence on the same level as a Saint Son or Divine Maiden.
In that moment, in the heat of battle, Ye Tianlingβs status was elevated. Through his immense power, he had finally dragged his own βhumbleβ station upward.
But Ye Tianling paid no mind to any of this.
Under the burning of the Samadhi True Fire and the rampage of the destructive Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Soul, Long Yunyue struggled for more than thirty breaths before he was reduced to ashes.
This scene once again left Ye Tianling deeply shaken.
The Samadhi True Fire was so powerful, yet it took over thirty breaths of Soul Refining with it to completely obliterate Long Yunyue. This realization increased the pressure on Ye Tianling even more.
At that moment, he viscerally understood just how true the saying "Saint Sons and Saintesses are hard to kill" was.
Using the Devouring from the North Nether Divine Skill, Ye Tianling assessed his own consumption of energy.
So far, his energy expenditure and gains were balanced; he had suffered almost no net loss.
Thatβs right. After devouring two Saint Sons, his consumption and gains had nearly broken even, with a slight surplus.
"Long Fengyang, you old reptile! Long Cangqian, you dog! Donβt be impatient! I know what youβre planningβyou just want to wear me down! But I, Ye Tianling, am not afraid. Any reptile from your Cyan Dragon Race who bears me ill will is welcome to fight me!
If I, Ye Tianling, take even one step back, Iβll consider it my loss!
I will crush every last one of you crawlers, one by one. Iβll kill you, burn you to cinders, and cast you into Hell!"
"Today, I will crush the Cyan Dragon Race and let my name, Ye Tianling, represent the orthodox Divine Dragon lineage and set the record straight! It sure as hell wonβt be you lotβa bunch of lowly, wretched lizards and crawlers!"
Ye Tianling knew exactly what the Dragon Raceβs reverse scale was: contempt for their bloodline. The verbal trampling, the description of them as βcrawlersββthis was the most vicious profanity he could level against them!
And that was precisely how Ye Tianling chose to provoke them now!
He confronted the Dragon Race head-on, insulting all Four Great Dragon Clans with a single tirade!
He didnβt care.
The Four Great Dragon Clans had clearly joined forces and were openly backing Long Cangqian. How could he be naive enough to think this bunch would ever show him sympathy or mercy?
"Damn you!"
"Youβre courting death!"
"You cripple! You bastard!"
"How dare you insult our noble Dragon Race! Death would be too good for you!"
"Kill him! Bastard! Useless trash!"
"Arrogant! Too arrogant! Ye Tianling, you must be insane! Incredibly foolish! You donβt think you have enough enemies as it is?!"
...
Ye Tianlingβs wild words instantly set off every member of the Dragon Race.
Even Long Qianying, who in her heart sympathized with Long Tianmo, Long Tianyu, and even Ye Tianling himself, felt it.
Upon hearing his words, her pretty face turned icy cold.
βLowly bloodline? Lizards? Crawlers?β
"Very good. I, Long Yunyao, originally had no desire to deal with a lowly-blooded creature like youβa mere test subject. I felt that killing you would be a stain on my honor! But you, you little bastard, just like your wretched mother Long Qingzhuo, you deserve to die a thousand deaths!
Youβve done a very good job of attracting my killing intent!"
Long Yunyao had already been filled with killing intent after Long Yunyue was brutally killed.
But she had held back, wary of something.
However, Ye Tianlingβs stream of insults had directly enraged her.
"You want to kill me? Fine, Iβll grant you your wish! Not only will I kill you, Iβll humiliate you in front of everyone!"
Ye Tianling let out a cold shout as a bloody light flared in his eyes.
He directly activated the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword, gathering the power of the Celestial Evil Heaven-Breaking Annihilation Dao.
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