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Chapter 47
Chapter 47: Dragon God Claw
Xiong Jun roared, launching the first attack.
"Sky-Rending Claw!"
He roared, swinging his thick arm, which was over ten meters long. The gigantic bear paw whistled down from above, compressing and twisting the void, emitting a terrifying sound like muffled thunder.
At the tips of his fingers, extended dark golden claws exuded an incredibly sharp aura. Where they passed, the space actually developed tiny cracks, their might enough to shock anyone.
On the other side, the Three-headed Red Demonic Mastiff, a ferocious giant beast with three heads, opened its three mouths full of sharp teeth.
Black flames spurted out, as if they could burn even a person's body and soul.
The Ten Thousand Demon King, transformed into a bizarre giant tree, had countless thick branches moving like giant pythons around Aotian, blocking all his escape routes. Venom seeped out, rapidly corroding even the hard soil beneath and emitting white smoke, releasing a pungent and foul stench.
Di Tian, who had transformed into the Golden-eyed Black Dragon King, did not attack. Instead, he guarded against Aotian's counterattack from the side.
His massive body size prevented him and Xiong Jun from attacking simultaneously. Now, Xiong Jun, Chi Wang, and the Ten Thousand Demon King had perfectly coordinated, leaving Aotian no escape.
Since the battle had begun, they would give it their all.
Di Tian had to eliminate this enemy as quickly as possible to minimize the damage here.
He was also assessing Aotian's strength in his mind. The one Aotian had sent flying with a single palm earlier was the lowest-ranked among them. If it had been him, he could have done the same.
In his opinion, the combined attack of Xiong Jun and the other two was already sufficient.
He also wanted to see what Aotian's true nature was. Since he wasn't a human and wasn't a soul beast, what exactly was he?
Xiao Wu and her mother, along with Da Ming and Er Ming, standing in the distance, were utterly shaken. The incomparably terrifying soul beast aura filled their hearts with fear, and their bodies trembled.
This was the suppression of a high level over a low level.
They couldn't help but wonder, could Aotian withstand such a terrifying attack?
However, when they thought of Aotian's body, which was countless times larger than these soul beasts before them, they relaxed slightly.
Logically, the larger a soul beast's body, the more terrifying its strength. Even if Aotian wasn't a soul beast, the principle should still apply.
"Why isn't he attacking? Or defending?" Di Tian and the others wondered.
Seeing Xiong Jun and the others' terrifying strike about to land on Aotian, Aotian still stood there calmly.
"Die!" Xiong Jun exuded frenzied killing intent, wanting to smash Aotian into a pulp.
Aotian looked up at the giant bear paw, which was growing closer, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, and smiled.
With a loud bang, Xiong Jun's paw, which descended like Mount Tai, seemed to collide with an invisible defense. The palm, carrying immense power, simply halted there.
The Three-headed Red Demonic Mastiff's hellfire was also blocked by an invisible wall, unable to approach within two meters of Aotian.
Upon seeing this, the Ten Thousand Demon King immediately controlled its venom-filled branches to coil around him. However, they likewise couldn't get within two meters of Aotian, and the highly corrosive venom had no effect whatsoever.
No matter how hard Xiong Jun pushed, he couldn't make his paw descend a single inch.
"Spatial power!" Di Tian was shocked, unable to help but blurt it out.
To be able to form a spatial barrier for defense using spatial power, how profound must his comprehension of spatial laws be?
Thinking of this, his scalp tingled, and an uncontrollable fear arose in his heart.
Time is king, space is supreme. The deeper one's comprehension of these two laws, the more terrifying their might. Such an expert was the least advisable to provoke.
Just as worry filled his heart, Aotian spoke, "Did I say anything wrong by calling you little guys? You're still far too lacking; your power is too weak, not even enough to scratch an itch for me."
Xiong Jun continued to roar incessantly, feeling utterly humiliated.
Aotian looked at this most volatile and extreme fellow and let out a cold snort.
He threw a punch. In front of him, a colossal dragon claw covered in golden dragon scales clenched into a fist, striking Xiong Jun's chest, which was covered in thick, dark golden fur.
Like a meteorite hitting the earth, Xiong Jun's chest caved in, his bones fractured, and he spurted blood violently. His massive thirty-meter-tall body crashed into the forest, flattening countless towering trees.
How could he be so powerful?
The Three-headed Red Demonic Mastiff and the Ten Thousand Demon King felt fear rise in their hearts and wanted to escape immediately.
Aotian waved his palms left and right, manifesting a golden dragon claw in front of each fierce beast, sending them flying and severely wounding them as well.
Aotian no longer paid attention to these injured creatures. His divine power surged into their bodies, sealing their cultivation, making it difficult for them to escape.
He looked at Di Tian, who was the last one, and said, "It's your turn. Let me see what you can do."
Di Tian, however, stood there in a daze, immense waves crashing in his heart as he exclaimed in shock, "You are from the Dragon Race?"
Aotian had just manifested a dragon fist and dragon claw for his attacks, exuding an extremely pure dragon's might. Even he, the Black Dragon clan's leader, felt suppressed. How could he not be utterly shaken?
"If you win, I'll tell you," Aotian said.
"Alright, I'll go all out," Di Tian replied.
He had just used his spiritual power to check, and his heavily wounded companions were not in life-threatening danger, which made him feel slightly relieved.
Moreover, if Aotian was indeed of the Dragon Race, then it was highly probable that what Aotian had said earlier was true: his purpose for coming here was merely an interest in their identity as part of the Dragon Race.
The Dragon God was invincible across the heavens and earth back then, leaving behind many bloodlines. It was perfectly normal for a Dragon Race expert whom Di Tian didn't recognize to suddenly appear, or so he thought.
Therefore, his hostility towards Aotian had unknowingly diminished somewhat.
Bi Ji had already rushed into the forest to begin treating the others.
Not far away, Zi Ji stood stunned, muttering, "How is that possible?"
As the Hell Demonic Dragon King, though her strength couldn't compare to Di Tian's, in terms of bloodline purity and innate potential, she was not inferior to Di Tian in the slightest.
However, even with her pure Dragon Race bloodline, she still felt a terrifying suppression from Aotian's attack.
Xiao Wu's worry completely vanished. Her small chest puffed out as she said, "Nothing is impossible. Aotian's strength is beyond your imagination."
In her opinion, Aotian was already so formidable without even using his true form. How strong would he be if he reverted to his true form?
Di Tian's gaze was fixed on Aotian as he said, "I will use my strongest move, a supreme unique skill of the Dragon Race that the Dragon God bestowed upon me back then—the Dragon God Claw."
"Come," Aotian smiled, a hint of expectation in his eyes.
What profound mystery did this supreme divine skill, belonging to a Dragon Race different in appearance from him, possess?
Di Tian's aura rapidly rose. Powerful fluctuations erupted from his body, especially from his right claw, which contained terrifying energy that caused the surrounding void to tremble slightly.
"This strike will reach demigod-level power. Be careful," Di Tian warned.
Since he believed Aotian might be a Dragon Race expert, Di Tian's attitude had improved significantly.
If he could recruit Aotian to guard the Lord together here, that would be even better...
Aotian nodded and said, "Come, let me see how strong the unique skill passed down by your Dragon God is."
(end of chapter)
Xiong Jun roared, launching the first attack.
"Sky-Rending Claw!"
He roared, swinging his thick arm, which was over ten meters long. The gigantic bear paw whistled down from above, compressing and twisting the void, emitting a terrifying sound like muffled thunder.
At the tips of his fingers, extended dark golden claws exuded an incredibly sharp aura. Where they passed, the space actually developed tiny cracks, their might enough to shock anyone.
On the other side, the Three-headed Red Demonic Mastiff, a ferocious giant beast with three heads, opened its three mouths full of sharp teeth.
Black flames spurted out, as if they could burn even a person's body and soul.
The Ten Thousand Demon King, transformed into a bizarre giant tree, had countless thick branches moving like giant pythons around Aotian, blocking all his escape routes. Venom seeped out, rapidly corroding even the hard soil beneath and emitting white smoke, releasing a pungent and foul stench.
Di Tian, who had transformed into the Golden-eyed Black Dragon King, did not attack. Instead, he guarded against Aotian's counterattack from the side.
His massive body size prevented him and Xiong Jun from attacking simultaneously. Now, Xiong Jun, Chi Wang, and the Ten Thousand Demon King had perfectly coordinated, leaving Aotian no escape.
Since the battle had begun, they would give it their all.
Di Tian had to eliminate this enemy as quickly as possible to minimize the damage here.
He was also assessing Aotian's strength in his mind. The one Aotian had sent flying with a single palm earlier was the lowest-ranked among them. If it had been him, he could have done the same.
In his opinion, the combined attack of Xiong Jun and the other two was already sufficient.
He also wanted to see what Aotian's true nature was. Since he wasn't a human and wasn't a soul beast, what exactly was he?
Xiao Wu and her mother, along with Da Ming and Er Ming, standing in the distance, were utterly shaken. The incomparably terrifying soul beast aura filled their hearts with fear, and their bodies trembled.
This was the suppression of a high level over a low level.
They couldn't help but wonder, could Aotian withstand such a terrifying attack?
However, when they thought of Aotian's body, which was countless times larger than these soul beasts before them, they relaxed slightly.
Logically, the larger a soul beast's body, the more terrifying its strength. Even if Aotian wasn't a soul beast, the principle should still apply.
"Why isn't he attacking? Or defending?" Di Tian and the others wondered.
Seeing Xiong Jun and the others' terrifying strike about to land on Aotian, Aotian still stood there calmly.
"Die!" Xiong Jun exuded frenzied killing intent, wanting to smash Aotian into a pulp.
Aotian looked up at the giant bear paw, which was growing closer, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, and smiled.
With a loud bang, Xiong Jun's paw, which descended like Mount Tai, seemed to collide with an invisible defense. The palm, carrying immense power, simply halted there.
The Three-headed Red Demonic Mastiff's hellfire was also blocked by an invisible wall, unable to approach within two meters of Aotian.
Upon seeing this, the Ten Thousand Demon King immediately controlled its venom-filled branches to coil around him. However, they likewise couldn't get within two meters of Aotian, and the highly corrosive venom had no effect whatsoever.
No matter how hard Xiong Jun pushed, he couldn't make his paw descend a single inch.
"Spatial power!" Di Tian was shocked, unable to help but blurt it out.
To be able to form a spatial barrier for defense using spatial power, how profound must his comprehension of spatial laws be?
Thinking of this, his scalp tingled, and an uncontrollable fear arose in his heart.
Time is king, space is supreme. The deeper one's comprehension of these two laws, the more terrifying their might. Such an expert was the least advisable to provoke.
Just as worry filled his heart, Aotian spoke, "Did I say anything wrong by calling you little guys? You're still far too lacking; your power is too weak, not even enough to scratch an itch for me."
Xiong Jun continued to roar incessantly, feeling utterly humiliated.
Aotian looked at this most volatile and extreme fellow and let out a cold snort.
He threw a punch. In front of him, a colossal dragon claw covered in golden dragon scales clenched into a fist, striking Xiong Jun's chest, which was covered in thick, dark golden fur.
Like a meteorite hitting the earth, Xiong Jun's chest caved in, his bones fractured, and he spurted blood violently. His massive thirty-meter-tall body crashed into the forest, flattening countless towering trees.
How could he be so powerful?
The Three-headed Red Demonic Mastiff and the Ten Thousand Demon King felt fear rise in their hearts and wanted to escape immediately.
Aotian waved his palms left and right, manifesting a golden dragon claw in front of each fierce beast, sending them flying and severely wounding them as well.
Aotian no longer paid attention to these injured creatures. His divine power surged into their bodies, sealing their cultivation, making it difficult for them to escape.
He looked at Di Tian, who was the last one, and said, "It's your turn. Let me see what you can do."
Di Tian, however, stood there in a daze, immense waves crashing in his heart as he exclaimed in shock, "You are from the Dragon Race?"
Aotian had just manifested a dragon fist and dragon claw for his attacks, exuding an extremely pure dragon's might. Even he, the Black Dragon clan's leader, felt suppressed. How could he not be utterly shaken?
"If you win, I'll tell you," Aotian said.
"Alright, I'll go all out," Di Tian replied.
He had just used his spiritual power to check, and his heavily wounded companions were not in life-threatening danger, which made him feel slightly relieved.
Moreover, if Aotian was indeed of the Dragon Race, then it was highly probable that what Aotian had said earlier was true: his purpose for coming here was merely an interest in their identity as part of the Dragon Race.
The Dragon God was invincible across the heavens and earth back then, leaving behind many bloodlines. It was perfectly normal for a Dragon Race expert whom Di Tian didn't recognize to suddenly appear, or so he thought.
Therefore, his hostility towards Aotian had unknowingly diminished somewhat.
Bi Ji had already rushed into the forest to begin treating the others.
Not far away, Zi Ji stood stunned, muttering, "How is that possible?"
As the Hell Demonic Dragon King, though her strength couldn't compare to Di Tian's, in terms of bloodline purity and innate potential, she was not inferior to Di Tian in the slightest.
However, even with her pure Dragon Race bloodline, she still felt a terrifying suppression from Aotian's attack.
Xiao Wu's worry completely vanished. Her small chest puffed out as she said, "Nothing is impossible. Aotian's strength is beyond your imagination."
In her opinion, Aotian was already so formidable without even using his true form. How strong would he be if he reverted to his true form?
Di Tian's gaze was fixed on Aotian as he said, "I will use my strongest move, a supreme unique skill of the Dragon Race that the Dragon God bestowed upon me back then—the Dragon God Claw."
"Come," Aotian smiled, a hint of expectation in his eyes.
What profound mystery did this supreme divine skill, belonging to a Dragon Race different in appearance from him, possess?
Di Tian's aura rapidly rose. Powerful fluctuations erupted from his body, especially from his right claw, which contained terrifying energy that caused the surrounding void to tremble slightly.
"This strike will reach demigod-level power. Be careful," Di Tian warned.
Since he believed Aotian might be a Dragon Race expert, Di Tian's attitude had improved significantly.
If he could recruit Aotian to guard the Lord together here, that would be even better...
Aotian nodded and said, "Come, let me see how strong the unique skill passed down by your Dragon God is."
(end of chapter)
