The Steward Demonic Emperor

Chapter 1022: Shocking Move

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“Ha-ha-ha, can you feel the extent of my power? Give up while you still can. We’re allies and would hate to leave you hurting and break our lands’ relations. Have some common sense and I will make sure to follow in my footsteps of grandeur!” 

[With the heaven’s sword in my hands, the world’s my oyster!]

Ouyang Changqing raised his hand and lifted the terrible and sharp illusory sword, feeding his ego as he spoke with conceit. As for the audience, they only grew more excited with his confidence.

Only Murong Xue gave Shangguan Qingyan a bitter look. 

[He has the power, but nothing beats his narcissism.] 

[The more I think about it the more I fear for the future of the northern lands with him in the lead.]

Ye Lin gave him a cold look, not at all impressed by the humongous flashy sword above his head. He actually had the nerve to taunt, “Don’t get ahead of yourself. It’s too soon to tell, don’t you think, brother Ouyang?”

“You really think you have it in you to take on this sword?”

“I’m going to crush it!” With golden flames shining in his eyes, Ye Lin shouted, his body exploding with power, “This is a secret art I could only use once in the Soul Harmony Stage. I planned on using it on elder brother when we sparred again, but since we met first, I’ll let you have a taste!”

“Decimating Inferno, Fire Dragon Form!”

Ye Lin roared at the heavens, followed by draconic howls, shaking the air with every rumble. Scorching and golden lights shot from his body like a volcanic eruption, illuminating the whole sky.

A dreaded heatwave spread, enveloping half the world in a red hue and the audience in a hot spell. As for Ye Lin, under the shocked eyes of the crowd, began to change. Golden scales formed on his body and his teeth turned into sharp fangs. He was now like a wild beast, and from the shape of his head, it was that of a dragon. 

Everyone gasped at the sudden transformation.

[Is his soul the greatest heaven dragon soul? How else could he take this form in Soul Harmony Stage? His power and Yuan Qi amount had to be multiplied. There are now some good chance he might actually take on the sword.]

Ouyang Changqing huffed, “So what if you have the heaven dragon soul? My sword is from the Heaven Sealing Sword Art. even if you harmonized with the heaven dragon soul, it won’t do a damn thing!”

“Humph, do you really think this is your average soul harmony? Ignorant whelp, just watch. I told you, this is Fire Dragon Form, not your average fake draconic soul harmony!”

Ye Lin smirked and shouted again.

Boom!

Akin to a detonation, the violent golden flames shot from his body in every direction. The great power made the audience squint, feeling on their skin the searing heat he released.

Ouyang Changqing gasped, his mind going a mile a minute as he reproached. 

[Brothers, this is but a fight for the best in the alliance, not to the death. Could you not detonate, please?] 

The oldies were just as stunned, gaping at the display. Not even Exalted Hei Ran acted with more composure.

[Why’s Ye Lin so panicked to detonate? He’s not even cornered yet!]

Standing there for any longer would let the inferno reach the crowd and would be sure to leave countless casualties.

The elders were ready to stop this from happening. Ouyang Changqing grew serious as well, about to slash with his sword and stop the incoming golden flames.

And yet, the spreading golden inferno paused and pulled back in on the stage, forming a huge fire tornado, punching a hole in the skies.

When the tornado settled, a deafening draconic cry racked the audience’s ears.

The elders, Ouyang Changqing, even Exalted Hei Ran watched with dumb look at the incredulous scene unfolding. Ye Lin had been hiding such a move even in the years spent inside Double Dragon Manor. 

Ye Lin was nowhere to be seen on stage, replaced with a three-hundred-meter tall golden and flaming dragon soaring high above. 

Where it passed, the air shimmered, as if the skies feared the divine dragon’s roars.

Only a divine beast could have the might to challenge heavens, never content with just holding the world’s power. Ye Lin was now a fire dragon, his power being on the level of heaven itself. Why then should he care if the opponent used worldly power?

Ouyang Changqing’s brow shook, still holding the sword, but his gaze was lost, “Screw you! That’s no soul harmony dragon, but the real thing! Talk, where the hell did western lands get such a monster, you damn abomination?”

Wu Qingqiu and the rest from western lands were floored. They knew Ye Lin was badass, but only now knew he held a skill that could rival heavens.

Ouyang Changqing had now met his match as a fight like no other was about to unfold!

The fight sure was intense, on the level of Zhuo Fan and Ye Lin’s back in western lands. 

Wu Qingqiu and Yan Mo shared a smile then looked at Chu Qingcheng.

Shangguan Qingyan was dazzled, looking astonished, “Sister Xue, it’s totally worth it!”

“Yeah, it’s beyond my imagination the best disciple in western lands to be of such amazing talent to fight the son of Ouyang Lingtian. He is on the level of the best four princes of the Baili clan. As for the strongest Baili Jingtian…” Murong Xue sighed, “I don’t know for sure since we never fought, but these two give us hope.”

Bam!

Ye Lin’s huge bulk landed on stage, the large vertical eyes staring at Ouyang Changqing, while sometimes glancing at Zhuo Fan.

[See that, bro? This is my power, just like yours…]

His mood got killed the minute he saw Zhuo Fan never even looking at him. Zhuo Fan’s eyes were only on Chu Qingcheng’s peaceful features as he listened to Shui Ruohua tell him of Chu Qingcheng’s troubles. 

Shaking his huge dragon head, Ye Lin sighed with disappointment, focusing on his adversary instead. He opened his maw to reveal the human-sized fangs as he laughed, “Boy, you dare talk big with me? You’re only asking me to tear into you!”

Bam!

The dragon claw slammed on stage, crumbling it to pieces. The powerful shockwave howling as it spread to the audience and burning his majestic visage in their trembling hearts. It was like they were seeing a real dragon in all its glory, robbing them of their breaths.

All the resounding support Ouyang Changqing had been getting from his fellow disciples was now quashed under the oppressive power of the dragon before them. They couldn’t muster the slightest peep, feeling utterly inferior.

Ye Lin was a true dragon, a king in his own right before the masses.

For the first time ever, the stage had sunk in complete silence. No one held more authority than the fire dragon’s royal aura.

Ouyang Changqing started to sweat as he watched the huge dragon, but his heart burned with anger.

He didn’t know what abomination Ye Lin was, with how the average Soul Harmony Stage cultivator merely took on the appearance of the soul beast, bumping up their power a bit. But this guy in front of him became a true dragon.

No matter how he looked at it, that was not a human standing before him, but a dragon made of fire.

He didn’t care how or why it happened, only feeling that his grand performance had been squashed. All eyes were now on Ye Lin’s magnificent and royal form as he became a prop. It was a blow his ego was incapable of taking.

He had fought so many times but when did he ever become the extra? This time there were so many people watching, all thanks to his efforts too, and to show off in front of the girl of his dreams. But all that popularity had gone away in a flash. Would a man of his endless pride allow for another to steal his limelight?

He had to win this at all costs, or it would haunt him for the rest of his days.

Ouyang Changqing gnashed his teeth and resolve glowed in his eyes. The sword above him grew more savage, “I don’t care if you’re a fake or not, I’ll slaughter you where you stand!”

Ouyang Changqing waved and brought down the greatsword on Ye Lin’s huge dragon bulk….