Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 553 - 416 Shameless Hong Yuan_3

"That’s great."

"It’s up to you now, Hong Yuan."

"A person’s reputation precedes them. Hong Yuan will surely be able to resist the West Dream Tiger."

"Don’t let us down! Show your true skills and give it your all—"

"..."

The Sect Elders were exhilarated.

Being recognized by the Supreme Elders as the foremost commoner and rumored to be favored by Phoenix Creek Great Saint, Hong Yuan must possess exceptional abilities.

They didn’t dare hope Hong Yuan could kill the West Dream Tiger. However, as long as he could hold his ground against it, they could organize a counteroffensive against the Daxuan Dynasty to reclaim their lost territory!

After all, what the Sect Alliance and the Daxuan Dynasty lacked was a top-tier combatant who could stabilize the situation.

...

On the chaotic battlefield, fierce winds roared and shooting stars fell, all concealing layers of deadly threats.

However, at that moment, everyone heard an unusual buzzing sound. They couldn’t help but look up, only to be astounded by what they saw.

There, Hong Yuan rose into the air. By his side, nearly one hundred thousand Bee Beast Worms formed a corresponding Formation, calling out and vibrating their wings.

The sky darkened!

"Fiend, cease your evil deeds!" Hong Yuan bellowed at the West Dream Tiger, flourishing his dark Daoist robe.

The next moment, the tens of thousands of Bee Beast Worms beside Hong Yuan sprang into action, buzzing loudly and transforming into countless streaks of light, fearlessly charging toward the West Dream Tiger.

In the sky, it was as if an endless meteor shower had lit up, breathtakingly brilliant.

Yet the face of Prince Tang Anmin, who was controlling the Desolate Beast West Dream Tiger, turned deathly pale. He quickly said, "Hurry, hurry, Third Brother! You must stop Hong Yuan!"

Prince Tang Anmin was utterly baffled. How could these insignificant insects be equipped with Instruments and even form Formations? It made no sense.

Like myriad streaks of light, the multitude of Worms pierced through the river of souls before the West Dream Tiger, striking it with heavy blows!

What was even more astonishing was that these Worms actually formed one restraint Formation after another, forcibly imprisoning the West Dream Tiger on the spot.

It was a stunning series of maneuvers, one more surprising than the last, leaving everyone astounded!

"How is this possible!?" the Sect Elders exclaimed in shock, disbelief written all over their faces.

"’Indeed exceptional, worthy of being the Heavenly Talent praised by Phoenix Creek Great Saint!’ Breaking Army Sword Saint’s eyes suddenly brightened. He looked very impressed with himself, even prouder than Baixiang Xuanjiang, Hong Yuan’s Grandmaster, who was at his side.

"’Damn it, where did this Hong Yuan even come from!’ Northern Guard King cursed aloud, clearly dissatisfied.

CLANG.

CLANG. CLANG.

The West Dream Tiger, with its scarlet face and sharp fangs, thrashed wildly in midair, all in an effort to break free from the restraints of Hong Yuan’s Worm Array.

But the restraints of the Worm Array were like massive chains, tightly imprisoning the West Dream Tiger, and they were even slowly tightening.

"’Hmph, even the light of a grain of rice dares to compete with the glorious sun!’ Hong Yuan sneered with disdain. ’Lin Bu Jing, take Qiu Wuxi and retreat first. I’ve got this!’"

With those words, an immense aura surged from Hong Yuan, seemingly impregnable, as if a thousand armies could not breach it, utterly indestructible!

Upon hearing Hong Yuan’s words, Lin Bu Jing fell into silence.

The gap seems to be getting wider...

Is this truly his Martial Arts nightmare? Can he really defeat this guy?

Lin Bu Jing’s heart wavered once again.

"’Bu Jing, let’s retreat for now.’ Qiu Wuxi didn’t overthink it. Supporting the gloomy-faced Lin Bu Jing, she quickly withdrew from the main battlefield.

BOOM—

A sudden clap of thunder roared from behind Hong Yuan; it turned out Prince Tang Anyang of the Daxuan Dynasty had launched a sneak attack on him!

With a forward thrust of his long spear, a magnificent burst of lightning gathered at its tip, poised to pierce Hong Yuan through and through, delivering a thoroughly chilling blow.

Within the long spear, numerous thunderbirds spread their wings, appearing incredibly fierce.

However, Hong Yuan just snorted coldly, and the space before Tang Anyang instantly grew sluggish, as if sealed, preventing him from advancing further.

"Worms? Formation? Slave Array Confluence?!" Tang Anyang’s pupils contracted sharply, and he hurriedly dodged backward.

Hong Yuan turned around, his body enveloped in a water-blue divine radiance, glancing at Tang Anyang like a deity of the Southern Border.

The water-blue divine radiance pierced the void, instantly crossing the distance to shoot straight for Tang Anyang’s head.

At that moment, Tang Anyang felt his scalp tingle. The aura of death completely enveloped him.

"No!!" Tang Anyang cried out in shock, fear, and anger, and quickly activated his life-saving sigil.

In an instant, a shield of water waves protected him.

CRACK—

The shield of water waves shattered. Tang Anyang was still grievously wounded and spat out a mouthful of dark, stagnant blood.

Hong Yuan gazed at the newly formed crater to his front-left. He tapped lightly; a blue light flashed. Instantly, Tang Anyang, lying dying in the mud pit, lost all signs of life.

"Younger Brother!!!" Tang Anmin howled in grief, raising his large hand as if trying to pull Tang Anyang back from the dead.

He and Tang Anyang were brothers born of the same mother, close since childhood. They had supported and encouraged each other in the cold, ruthless imperial palace, weathering countless storms together.

Now, seeing his brother die before his eyes, a mouthful of vital blood spurted from Tang Anmin’s mouth.

Tang Anmin threw a resentful glance at Hong Yuan. Then, without hesitation, he performed a secret technique, sacrificing himself!

In the imperial-gold command tent of the Daxuan Dynasty, the various strategists stared in horror at the main seat.

Tang Anmin stood up, drew a three-foot longsword from his waist, then pointed the blade straight at his own throat.

"Hong Yuan, we’re not done yet!"

The next moment, the West Dream Tiger, manipulated by Tang Anmin, suddenly underwent a horrifying transformation. Its visage now resembled Tang Anmin’s. Even more terrifying, West Dream Tiger’s aura surged wildly. It broke free from the restraints of Hong Yuan’s Worm Array in no time at all, to the astonishment of everyone watching.

Everyone stared at it in terror!

Whether it was martial arts Heavenly Talents like Long Zhandu, Qiu Wuxi, and Lin Bu Jing, or even the Saints above Green Heaven, all were intimidated by the West Dream Tiger’s current ferocious appearance.

A suffocating atmosphere once again spread over the Sect Alliance’s side.

"Hong Yuan, meet your death!"

A sound like a child’s wail and a woman’s sob roared from West Dream Tiger’s mouth.

Watching the menacing West Dream Tiger, everyone couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat for Hong Yuan...