Chapter 1711: Ao Yan's Revenge

Ao Yan's venomous words, his voice seething with fury and dripping with resentment, caused Zhen Linshuang's proud expression to twist with rage. She clenched her fists tightly, creating terrifying ripples of power that shattered the void.

"Ao Yan, you're courting death!" Zhen Linshuang said, her voice bone-chilling and overflowing with murderous intent. Clearly, Ao Yan's words had been incredibly offensive to her, crossing her bottom line.

Ao Yan, however, completely ignored her threat. Instead, he walked towards her slowly. "Let's see how long you can continue talking big."

Zhen Linshuang gritted her teeth and threw a punch that caused the void to shake. Just as the destructive force was about to condense completely, a dark red flame surged from within her body. The flame contained a strange force that started to erode her body from the inside, causing her to feel extremely hot and as though her blood was boiling. Countless dark red runes emerged her fair skin, as though they were chains locking her up.

Zhen Linshuang let out a pained moan as her body feverishly burned. The flames left her powerless, unable to unleash the heaven-defying power of a peak Triple Crowned Heavenly Dragon. As a result, the void merely rippled in the face of her strike. Her sharp and condescending expression turned ugly as she furiously stared into the sky, glaring at the giant eye that resembled a moon. If looks could kill, her fury would have shredded that object into tiny pieces.

Ao Yan was overcome with joy when he saw how pitiful Zhen Linshuang looked. This was the look he had been wanting to see on her face for years; he had even dreamed of this moment.

"Chieftain, it is pointless to resist. I've endured humiliation and hardship for countless years, so how could I possibly give you a chance to turn things around? You've absorbed far too much corrupted Ancestral Blood, and the Poison of Lust is already rooted deeply within you. The Desire Devil King of Sin refined it specially for you, just so this plan could be executed perfectly. The Poison of Lust incites the Devil Flames of Desire, which are very effective at curtailing one's physical strength. The more you attempt to rouse your Heavenly Dragon strength, the stronger the flames will become, until you're completely submerged in insanity," he said.

"So stop resisting," said Ao Yan as he crouched down before her. Then he stretched his black scale-covered hand out and cupped Zhen Linshuang's fair chin.

Zhen Linshuang glared at his hand with a savage gaze and spitefully bit her own tongue. Ignoring the searing pain, a stream of Heavenly Dragon blood essence shot out of her mouth and turned into a violet-gold arrow that flew towards Ao Yan's head with unimaginable speed.

The sudden killing move left Ao Yan in shock. However, he had never dropped his guard down—he roared and quickly expanded his body.

Bang!

The violet-gold arrow ended up piercing his chest instead of his head. The void shattered as a result, and he was sent flying miserably. A hideous, bloody hole was left in his chest, revealing internal organs that were ravaged by the power of the arrow.

After crashing into the altar, Ao Yan spat out a mouthful of blood as his eyes were distorted and filled with pain. Gradually, he picked himself up. When he stood up, the flesh on his chest began to wriggle and knit together, demonstrating his extreme resilience. Although his body was nowhere near as durable as Zhen Linshuang's, a peak Triple Crowned King's body couldn't be underestimated.

"How painful. I was almost killed by you," said Ao Yan with a calm smile. He had never expected such frightening retaliation from someone in such a dire situation. That said, the more Zhen Linshuang roused the power of her Heavenly Dragon bloodline, the heavier the price she would pay.

Indeed, after shooting out that single blood arrow, her body started to tremble violently and dark red flames surged out of every pore on her body. The pain that followed caused her to shrivel up in agony, barely able to move. With her cultivation level and strength, there were few in the world capable of restraining her. Alas, her opponent had to be the Desire Devil King of Sin.

If they were to engage in an upfront battle, she would not fear it in the slightest. However, Ao Yan had figuratively stabbed her in the back, and the knife was laced with the Poison of Lust. Thus, the tyrannical physical strength she had always relied on was completely restrained.

Ao Yan was in agony thanks to Zhen Linshuang's ambush. Although his robust regenerative abilities had healed the wound, his expression was pallid from exhaustion, causing fury and shock to well upon within him. His figure flickered forward, reappearing before Zhen Linshuang. Then he kicked her with so much force that he shattered the void, straight on her abdomen.

That move was strong enough to cause a Single Crowned King to explode, and it had struck her directly. Despite that, it had only knocked her away slightly and merely a trace of blood dripped from her lips. This alone was enough to prove how resilient and powerful her body was.

"Ha! As expected of a Heavenly Dragon. You truly are tough," Ao Yan praised enviously as he sensed the mighty rebound force coursing through his foot.

Zhen Linshuang's platinum hair was now messy, greatly diminishing her arrogant demeanor. Even so, she shot Ao Yan with an icy glare, making it clear that she did not intend to back down or compromise.

"Ao Yan, these despicable methods suit you perfectly. You said that I've always looked down on you, and you are right—I truly despise you. It's because I saw right through you from the start. You're cowardly, sinister, short-sighted, and hypocritical. Your achievements are not the result of your own efforts.

"You said that I treated you like a dog, but do you think you're any better in the eyes of the Origin Reversion Institute? If you had faced me directly and expressed the hatred in your heart, I would have respected you for your bravery. Alas, in the end, you chose to cower and plot like a rat in the gutters. The Black Dragon tribe will suffer and be spurned by the entire Dragon Race because of your actions." Zhen Linshuang slowly enunciated every word, each one dripping with contempt.

This caused Ao Yan's eyes to turn gloomy. He had always felt that Zhen Linshuang's scornful eyes were an even sharper blade than her physical prowess.

"Spurned? Then what if a Heavenly Dragon gave birth to someone with the Black Dragon bloodline? Would the child suffer the same fate?" asked Ao Yan as he slowly approached her, his gaze cruel and his aura destructive.

When Zhen Linshuang heard those words, her imperious attitude started to fade and her expression turned pale. A trace of rarely seen fear appeared in her eyes. If she were to give birth to someone possessing the Black Dragon bloodline, a bloodline she had always disdained, it would be a fate worse than death! Clearly, Ao Yan understood this well and wished to use it as a form of torture to take his revenge.

"Haha! You're finally scared, Zhen Linshuang. I didn't think that the high and mighty Heavenly Dragon Chieftain was capable of feeling fear!" Ao Yan taunted loudly as he sniffed out her fear. He then reached out for Zhen Linshuang's face.

However, just as he was about to touch her, an untimely cough rang out through the Dragon's Abyss, interrupting the moment. The cough wasn't particularly loud, but the two on the altar felt as though thunder had detonated next to their ears, their expressions distorting greatly. One was filled with great joy, while the other looked forlorn. Zhen Linshuang and Ao Yan turned towards the direction the cough came from. A youthful figure with a baffled expression walked out from the void in front of them, landing on the altar.

The youth proceeded to say, "I have to ask... Does the Dragon Race always engage in such violent foreplay?"