Myth Beyond Heaven

Chapter 2331: Dragon’s Wrath (8)

Long Fan’s shoulders slumped, his defiance fading. He closed his eyes, a sigh escaped his throat. “I have failed my clan,” he whispered.

Yun Lintian lowered the Judge’s Pen, his gaze softening slightly. “You have served the Dragon God Clan faithfully for countless epochs, Elder,” he said, his voice gentle. “But you have been blinded by loyalty to a corrupt ruler. It is time to open your eyes and see the truth.”

He released Long Fan, allowing the elder to step back. The crowd watched in stunned silence as the once-mighty First Elder stood defeated, his aura diminished, his spirit broken.

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Long Aotian, seeing his last hope extinguished, seized the opportunity. He reached for the Dragon God World Ender, the Primordial level artifact of the Dragon God Clan. The gigantic sword, imbued with the essence of countless dragons, materialized in his hands, its blade shimmering with an otherworldly light.

With a roar of rage, he lunged towards Yun Lintian, the Dragon God World Ender gleaming in his hand.

“Die, human!” he screamed, his voice filled with hatred and despair.

The sword, infused with the essence of countless dragons, sliced through the air, its momentum carrying the weight of a collapsing star.

Yun Lintian, his senses heightened, turned to face the attack. But he was too late. The blade, moving with blinding speed, was mere inches from his chest. He instinctively raised the Judge’s Pen in a desperate attempt to block the attack.

BOOOM!

The blade struck the Judge’s Pen, and a deafening explosion shook the entire palace. The shockwave that followed was so powerful that it tore through the remaining walls of the hall, sending debris flying in all directions. The guests, caught in the blast, were thrown back, their bodies battered and bruised.

Unable to withstand the full force of the attack, Yun Lintian was sent flying, his body crashing through the palace walls and landing in the courtyard outside. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his brow furrowed.

Yun Lintian’s gaze fixed on the shimmering azure sword in Long Aotian’s hand. This artifact was far superior to the Judge’s Pen. Otherwise, Long Aotian’s strength alone could never have sent him flying like this.

Long Aotian, seeing Yun Lintian’s weakened state, let out a triumphant roar. “Hahaha! You are nothing but a weakling, human!” he bellowed, his voice echoing through the ruined palace. “Now, die!”

He charged towards Yun Lintian, the Dragon God World Ender raised high above his head. The blade pulsed with power, its aura promising a swift and brutal end.

Yun Lintian got up to his feet. His eyes turned cold with fury inside.

“I originally planned to keep your worthless life,” He uttered coldly. The Great Law of Death within his body surged, enveloping his entire being in a chilling aura. His eyes gleamed with an icy intensity, his expression a mask of ruthless determination.

Long Aotian, blinded by his arrogance, failed to notice the subtle shift in Yun Lintian’s aura. He saw only a wounded and vulnerable opponent, ripe for the final blow.

With a roar of triumph, he swung the Dragon God World Ender, its azure blade shimmering with deadly intent. The air itself seemed to scream in protest as the sword descended, its momentum carrying the weight of a collapsing star.

But Yun Lintian was no longer the same man. He had tapped into the very essence of death, his body infused with the Great Law’s boundless power.

He met Long Aotian’s charge head-on, his bare fist glowing with a deathly aura. There was no elaborate technique, no fancy footwork, just a simple, direct punch imbued with the raw power of the Netherworld.

BOOOOOM-

The fist collided with the descending sword, and the world seemed to hold its breath. The clash of these two forces, one divine, the other otherworldly, created a shockwave that shattered the very fabric of reality.

The ground beneath their feet cracked and splintered, the surrounding buildings crumbled into dust. The guests, already battered and bruised, were thrown back once more, their cries of terror lost in the deafening roar of the impact.

And then, silence.

The dust settled, revealing a scene that defied all expectations. Long Aotian, his face contorted in a mask of shock and agony, was sent flying backward, his grip on the Dragon God World Ender torn loose. The sword, its aura dimmed, clattered to the ground, its once- imposing presence now diminished.

Yun Lintian stood his ground, his fist still glowing with a deathly aura. His eyes, cold and merciless, locked onto Long Aotian’s crumpled form.

“You dare to attack me with a sneak attack?” Yun Lintian’s voice, laced with chilling fury, echoed through the courtyard. “You are truly a disgrace to the Dragon God Clan!”

He vanished from his spot and reappeared before Long Aotian, his fist striking out with blinding speed.

Bang!

“Arghhhh!”

Long Aotian’s left arm, unable to withstand the onslaught of deathly power, shattered into a bloody mess. His scream of agony pierced the silence, his face contorted in a mask of

unbearable pain.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Yun Lintian’s attacks continued, each blow more brutal than the last. He shattered Long Aotian’s right arm, then his legs, his ribs, his jaw.

With each strike, he unleashed a torrent of insults, his voice dripping with contempt and

disgust.

“You are weak, Long Aotian,” he snarled, his fist shattering Long Aotian’s kneecap. “You are pathetic, a coward who hides behind the power of others.”

Bang!

“You are a disgrace to your ancestors, a stain on the Dragon God Clan’s legacy.”

Crack!

“You are unworthy of the title of Dragon Emperor, unworthy of your linage.”

Snap!

Long Aotian’s screams filled the air, his once-proud form reduced to a mangled wreck. Blood and bone fragments littered the ground, painting a gruesome scene of utter devastation. The guests, their faces pale and their stomachs churning, could only watch in horrified fascination. They had never witnessed such brutality, such a merciless display of power. Yun Lintian, his fury spent, finally stepped back, his chest heaving with exertion. He looked down at Long Aotian, his gaze cold and unforgiving.

“This is your punishment, Long Aotian,” he said, his voice echoing with finality. “The

punishment for coveting my wife.”

Yun Lintian raised his foot, aiming at Long Aotian’s bruised head.

At that moment, a cold voice resounded through the entire space.

“Stop!”

However, Yun Lintian didn’t care and stomped on Long Aotian’s head with a bang, shattering his entire skull and sending him to the Netherworld. The mighty Dragon Emperor died just

like that….