Chapter 851 - 525: Sword Incoming! (Part 2)

Chapter 851: Chapter 525: Sword Incoming! (Part 2)

"All I want is to enforce the rules of my Dragon Race."

"To punish the servants who offend their master."

"Right, and there’s Ao Xue, my esteemed niece."

Ao Sifang looked towards the White Dragon on Thunder Cliff.

"You’ve gotten involved with the Witch Race, to clear your suspicion, you’ll have to endure my Heart Inquiry Three Whips."

"This Heart Inquiry Whip is not ordinary."

"If there are still sentiments for the Human Race within you, I can forcibly wash away these inappropriate thoughts with it."

"True Dragons, naturally only True Dragons are fit to be their Dao Companion."

"Other thoughts are unnecessary."

On Thunder Cliff, the White Dragon continued to coil and writhe.

Dragon eyes filled with resentment and anger.

But the Thunder Cliff Chains are specifically made to restrain True Dragons.

Especially for Ao Xue who can easily break free.

Ao Sifang took steps towards Ao Xue.

Though Ao Xue is secondary.

The real reason for his visit was still Ao Xue’s involvement with the Witch Race.

Ao Sifang truly wanted to confront Dugu Li first.

But the primary and secondary reasons were distinct.

The White Dragon continued to struggle, the chains on her body clashing noisily.

Ao Sifang flicked a whip in the air.

A clear sound wave echoed.

In mid-air.

Dugu Li and the other three were suppressed.

All four were extraordinary, but unfortunately, the North Sea Dragon Palace also had formidable figures.

Bitterness appeared on Dugu Li’s face.

"Turns out they came for me."

"Had I known, I wouldn’t have cast that opposing vote at the meeting."

"What?"

Ao Wui’s power scattered, trying to break through the encirclement to rescue Ao Xue.

Dugu Li formed seals with his hands.

...

Ao Sifang looked at Ao Xue, flicking out a whip.

At that moment, a golden light appeared between heaven and earth.

Ao Sifang’s expression slightly changed.

He looked to the side.

"Impossible!"

"Thunder Cliff has forbidden techniques, even True Dragon forms are hard to break through."

"How could an outsider..."

At the corner of Thunder Cliff.

A breach was torn open.

A giant figure, as if a Demon God, with granite-like muscular body, held open the breach with both hands.

Thunder surged across him, yet these thunders bore no destruction.

But instead, vitality emerged.

A bright smile appeared on his face.

"To seek the limits of the physical body, I’ve used all methods, Thunder Wash Body is merely one of them."

Power Element Demon Monarch!

Several trails of flowing light emerged from his mouth.

"Indeed, because we are the ant race you speak of."

"To grow stronger, we must use every means possible."

Red-clad woman, valiant and vigorous, with high ponytail, long spear on the back, longsword at the waist, said.

Wan’e Fairy.

A plain-looking middle-aged man in black stood silently beside Wan’e Fairy, surrounded by thirteen colored Artifacts.

Venerable Tianbai.

On Thunder Cliff.

A phantom-like man in green robes, like an Exiled Immortal, with hands behind, quietly watched Ao Sifang.

Pure Yang True Monarch, Yang God Ancestral Spirit!

At his side.

A thin old man with withered white hair sat in a wheelchair.

The old man reached out a hand.

A Divine Sword returned to its sheath like a Wandering Dragon.

That sword, as if capable of cutting through everything, came from his hand.

Though appearing on the verge of death, at first glance you’d think he was a peerless Sword God standing proudly atop a mountain peak.

Golden-faced Sword God, Golden Brilliance True Monarch, Zhao Fu.

With Dugu Li beside Ao Wui.

Six legendary warriors of the Human Race appeared!

"I’ve heard Ao Sifang address our Human Race as the ant race."

"Now, these ants want to stop you, I wonder if you can be halted!"

Ancestral Spirit’s eyes emitted green light.

His body shimmered like blazing sun, the sky seemed to turn an azure shade.

Zhao Fu slightly raised his finger, and his wheelchair floated, drifting to Ao Xue’s front.

Ao Xue ceased struggling.

She looked at Zhao Fu, staring blankly.

White Dragon transformed into human shape.

The chains also shrank.

On Thunder Cliff remained only a graceful but tear-stricken blue-clad maiden.

Along with an old man seated in a wheelchair.

Zhao Fu came to Ao Xue’s front.

He gently wiped away Ao Xue’s tears.

A familiar sensation.

"Afu, it’s truly you, Afu."

"You... you... how have you become like this, you..."

The proud Third Dragon Princess now spoke somewhat incoherently.

Zhao Fu smiled.

He gently touched Ao Xue’s smooth face.

The witch patterns that had been stubbornly entrenched dispersed as if meeting their nemesis.

Then they reformed in Zhao Fu’s hand, turning into a small crystal stone.

"Part of the Reincarnation Law of Ancestral Witch Houtu."

"It seems my reincarnation physique can attract the Reincarnation Law, and this law is greatly beneficial to me."

Zhao Fu felt somewhat surprised in his heart.

"Blue, I have come to rescue you."

Zhao Fu said softly.

He turned to look at the sky.

The sky had become a tumultuous battlefield.

Heaven and earth changed colors.

The Ancestral Spirit, as the main force, had already started fighting Ao Sifang.

The other Immortals of the human race hovered nearby.

The North Sea Dragon Race on Ao Wui’s side wanted to intervene, but Ao Wui found an opportunity to break free from the encirclement.

Thus,

The eight celestial demons of the North Sea Dragon Palace, along with the five Immortal Divinity Transformations from the human race and the three True Dragons from the Starry Sea Dragon Palace, sixteen celestial demon-level powerhouses, were caught in a chaotic battle.

"Boom————"

The immense power shattered the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Array.

Instantly, thunder summoned vast thunderclouds.

The entire sky was covered by these thunderclouds.

The True Dragon envoys watching from the sidelines looked astonished.

"Never imagined such a tiny human race would produce so many celestial demon powerhouses!"

"The Starry Sea has gained a powerful affiliate race."

"Truly incredible."

"Should we take action then..."

"No need, the dispute between the Starry Sea Dragon Palace and the North Sea Dragon Palace has nothing to do with us."

"Misstep might even incur the wrath of the Great Saint."

The True Dragon envoys whispered among themselves.

"Moreover, the North Sea Dragon Palace clearly has the upper hand."

Eight against eight.

But how can the five Immortal Divinity Transformations of the human race compare to True Dragons.

Given several thousand more years to these remarkable pioneers,

They might do much better.

But they have only just recently broken through.

Except for the Ancestral Spirit, who can tackle Ao Sifang head-on,

The others can only barely hold their own.

"However, there’s another human celestial demon on that side."

"Hmm? Exhausted essence qi, not long for this world."

"Is that all?"

"But if he releases Ao Xue."

"Then it might be different, after all, Ao Xue is a Celestial Pride True Dragon."

"Although her Dao practice is shallow, she is still indeed a genuine celestial demon level."

"Impossible, those chains are made of Nine Heavens Profound Steel."

"Ultimately hard, ordinary celestial demons simply cannot break them."

"On top of that, it has the Great Saint’s Blood, greatly suppressing the Dragon Race."

"Without this suppression, if Ao Wui were here, it might be possible."

"But there is no such if; even a True Dragon body can hardly accomplish such a feat."

"How could a mere human achieve it?"

.........

Zhao Fu wiped away Ao Xue’s tears.

Then tidied up her clothing and hair.

He raised his head to look at the battlefield.

In the battlefield, the human race was faintly at a disadvantage.

And they hadn’t managed to contact other celestial demons from the Dragon Palace.

If this continues, the human race might lose their Divinity Transformations.

"Want to go out?"

Zhao Fu looked at Ao Xue.

Ao Xue’s hand fiercely grasped Zhao Fu.

Zhao Fu placed her hand on his face.

Then gently stroked Ao Xue’s head.

Suddenly,

A low whisper echoed.

"Come, sword!"

The world fell into silence.

The Divine Sword instantly soared up to the sky.

In this moment, everything seemed to split in two.

Zhao Fu slowly stood up.

His appearance restored to youth.

A handsome, proud, and unparalleled young man stood firm.

The Divine Sword somehow was back in his hand.

Ao Xue’s chains turned to dust.

Immediately,

All celestial demons and Divinity Transformations looked to the sky.

The vast thunderclouds split in two.

Golden sunlight shone from the center of the clouds onto the sea surface.

The sea sparkled in waves.

Zhao Fu rose into the air, illuminated by the golden glow.

This was, the Golden-faced Sword God.

Holding a longsword, his sword finger pointed at Ao Sifang.

"Can you withstand my sword?"