Chapter 580: I, Huangfu Yanyi, Am Protective of My Own! What Can You Do About It?

A Half-Step Martial God?!

Everyone was stunned!

Ever since the great cataclysm a hundred years ago, there have been no Martial Gods in the world!

The old fossils from the Holy Lands could not find the path forward. They could only seal themselves in Divine Sources and bury themselves underground, barely clinging to life as they awaited the world's reawakening to emerge once more.

They never imagined that today, they would witness the birth of a Martial God!

Even if it was only a Half-Step Martial God!

THUD! THUD!

Below, all the spectators dropped to one knee, their eyes filled with utter adoration as they gazed at the Old Dragon King.

"Greetings, Old Dragon King! Greetings, Martial God!"

Lin Xiaofeng, the Third Elder of the Illusion Sea, was so filled with regret he wanted to kill himself. If he had known the Old Dragon King was Cheng Yuan's Guardian, he would have definitely stepped forward to support him!

He had actually missed such a perfect opportunity to curry favor with the Old Dragon King!

Liu Deshui was so excited he was about to go crazy!

The Old Dragon King! He had actually seen the Old Dragon King!

Meanwhile, Liu Deshui's two Guardians were green with regret!

Holy shit!

What had they just missed out on?

Cheng Yuan was so excited his heart was about to leap out of his throat!

Badass!

'Master is so badass!'

The moment he appeared, he suppressed an Ultimate Martial Saint!

No one in the entire Jinling Yang Family dared to speak!

The Old Dragon King looked expressionlessly at the subordinates behind Yang Qiuyu and boomed in a deep voice, "Why do you not kneel upon seeing this Seat?"

THUD! THUD!

Yang Qiuyu's subordinates could no longer remain standing. In an instant, a whole swath of them knelt!

The Old Dragon King let out a heavy, cold snort and turned his head toward Hua Xiangnan. "Hua Xiangnan, do you wish to fight?"

Hua Xiangnan quickly lowered his head. "I wouldn't dare! I will leave everything to the Old Dragon King's judgment!"

The Old Dragon King slowly turned his head to Yang Qiuyu and asked indifferently, "Yang Qiuyu, this Seat shall pass judgment on the grudge between you and Xiaoyuan. Do you submit?"

Yang Qiuyu was so frightened her face lost all color. Before the Old Dragon King, she didn't even have the courage to speak!

Yang Qiuyu could only look to Yu Fanghua with pleading eyes.

Yu Fanghua's expression was complicated. There was bitterness, doubt, and a profound sense of powerlessness.

She had exhausted all the Life Origin in her body to forcibly push Yang Jian to the level of Ultimate Martial Saint!

She had thought that after seeing Yang Jian's state, the Old Dragon King would be filled with immense regret for missing out on a heaven-sent opportunity!

But looking at it now, in front of the Old Dragon King, Yang Jian wasn't even worth a fart!

Yu Fanghua suddenly felt that she was a complete joke!

Yu Fanghua finally understood why the Old Dragon King had so resolutely refused her olive branch!

Because the Old Dragon King truly had no need for her Life Origin!

Yu Fanghua let out a long sigh. "Huangfu Yanyi, for the sake of our past relationship, let's just let this matter go. Take Cheng Yuan and leave!"

The Old Dragon King frowned slightly. If Yu Fanghua hadn't brought up their past, he would have definitely killed Yang Qiuyu.

But since she had put it that way, if he still insisted on killing Yang Qiuyu, the heroes of the world would surely think him merciless.

'What should I do?'

Cheng Yuan saw the Old Dragon King's dilemma and quickly stepped forward, saying in a heavy voice, "Old Matriarch, I had over twenty brothers and an elder die at Yang Qiuyu's hands! How can you dismiss that with a few careless words? Today, it's either her or me! We fight to the death!!"

Yu Fanghua was furious. If not for being intimidated by the Old Dragon King's might, she would have annihilated Cheng Yuan right then and there!

"Boy, you have no right to speak here!"

The Old Dragon King said faintly, "Fanghua, this is where you're wrong. Xiaoyuan is the aggrieved party, why shouldn't he have a say? Since Xiaoyuan has decided to fight Yang Qiuyu to the death, then let them have a fair duel!"

'A fair duel?'

PFFT! Cheng Yuan's subordinates couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Cheng Wangzhen was a Martial King Peak, while Yang Qiuyu was only at the Grandmaster Stage Early Stage. Some fair duel that was!

Yu Fanghua glared hatefully at the Old Dragon King. "Huangfu Yanyi, you call this fair? You're being far too biased toward Cheng Yuan!"

The Old Dragon King agreed without any attempt to hide it.

"What's wrong with me being biased toward Xiaoyuan? As if you and Yang Jian weren't biased toward Yang Qiuyu! If I hadn't shown up in time, Xiaoyuan would probably be a corpse by now! I am stronger than you! And at least I'm giving Yang Qiuyu a chance for a fair fight!"

Yu Fanghua was incensed. "Huangfu Yanyi, do you really think our Jinling Yang Family is afraid of you? If you push this old lady too far, I'll activate the Jinling Yang Family's House Protection Array! We'll take you down with us!"

The Old Dragon King's pupils contracted slightly. The Hundred-Year-Old Gate Valves and Thousand-Year-Old Families were generally built on Spiritual Veins. If Yu Fanghua really detonated the Spiritual Vein...

He himself would be fine, but his three disciples would be in danger.

Of course, Yu Fanghua didn't want to take that final step either. That would mean a fight to the death with the Old Dragon King!

Yu Fanghua's tone softened slightly. "Huangfu Yanyi, let's each take a step back. Cheng Yuan's and Qiuyu's closest relatives can assist in the battle. What do you think?"

The Old Dragon King wasn't about to be fooled so easily. "First, tell me, who is Yang Qiuyu's closest relative?"

"Haoyu, hurry up and pay your respects to the Old Dragon King!"

Yang Haoyu bowed reluctantly to the Old Dragon King. "Greetings, Old Dragon King. This junior is Qiuyu's husband, the person closest to her in this world."

The Old Dragon King glanced at Yang Haoyu and instantly gauged his strength. 'A Half-Step Martial Saint propped up by external forces. Xiaoyuan should have a chance.'

The Old Dragon King turned his head to Cheng Yuan and asked bluntly, "Xiaoyuan, this kid is a Half-Step Martial Saint, likely propped up by a Merak King Body. Are you confident you can defeat him? If you aren't certain of victory, I, your master, will handle it for you."

Hearing this, the members of the Jinling Yang Family ground their teeth in hatred!

The Old Dragon King was making no effort to hide his favoritism!

In everyone's minds, Cheng Yuan would surely ask the Old Dragon King to intervene personally.

After all, the gap between a Martial King and a Half-Step Martial Saint was far too great!

Even a Half-Step Martial Saint propped up by resources was not someone a mere Martial King could contend with.

But to everyone's surprise, Cheng Yuan nodded readily. "Then let Yang Haoyu and Yang Qiuyu attack together!"

The Old Dragon King gave Cheng Yuan a deep look, then said in a heavy voice, "Xiaoyuan has accepted the grudge match! No one is to interfere except for Yang Qiuyu and Yang Haoyu. Otherwise, this Seat will show no mercy!!"

The Old Dragon King's gaze slowly swept across the faces of the Yang Family members. Whoever he looked at would subconsciously lower their head.

However, the Yang Family members weren't nervous at all. They were full of confidence in Yang Haoyu.

Cheng Yuan's subordinates, however, were a little nervous. They couldn't understand why the Old Dragon King, who clearly had the absolute upper hand, would agree to such unfavorable terms.

But the Old Dragon King possessed absolute authority. No one dared to question him, so they could only watch with worried expressions as Yang Haoyu walked over.

Yang Haoyu put on the air of a senior, looking down on Cheng Yuan with a condescending gaze.

"Kid, I have to admit, you've got some nerve! I really didn't expect you to dare to agree to this grudge match with me! Since that's the case, I'll grant you the first three moves!"

Cheng Yuan, of course, had no intention of playing along with Yang Haoyu's posturing. He pursed his lips and said, "Grant me three moves? Forget it. If I attack first, you won't even get a chance to make a move! I'd better give you a chance to show off!"

Yang Haoyu was enraged. "Kid, since you're courting death, I won't be polite! Second Grand-uncle has already passed the Dragon Spear on to me! Die—Dragon Spear!!"