Chapter 192.2: You Dare Claim Your Dragon Blood Is Pure?

Zhao Zun stepped forward again. "Dragon of Earth. Poison Dragon!"

Two more horrifying dead dragon projections appeared, completely torn apart. Some had their livers ripped out, while others had their tendons torn apart. Soon, it became obvious that these dragons had been slain by the True God Zhao Zun visualized.

Zhao Zun glared at the six flood dragons, his eyes flashing golden. "Those who submit shall bow. Those who are bound shall obey. Those who are summoned shall come. Forms manifest at my command! By the edict of the Heavenly Venerable, seize and subdue dragons!"

Golden radiance emanated from him, and endless Buddhist light spread across the battlefield. Zhao Zun stood there, reminiscent of an invincible war god. He charged straight at the six flood dragons.

The once mighty and peerless flood dragons trembled like mice before a cat,

Moments ago, the six dragons had been mighty and unmatched. Now, they cowered like mice before a cat, not a trace of battle intent remaining.

"Die!"

With a savage tear, Zhao Zun ripped one flood dragon cleanly in half, its agonized shriek echoing through the battlefield.

𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

A single Arhat Fist followed, shattering the flood dragon's divine aperture on the spot.

Seeing this, Golden Dragon trembled uncontrollably, roaring, "Kill him!"

Though gripped by terror, the remaining flood dragons still charged toward Zhao Zun.

With a thunderous shout, Zhao Zun surged forward. "Under the Dragon-Subduing Mantra, even a five-clawed golden dragon must bow. And you dare call yourselves dragons? You're nothing but mud eels!”

Despite having over ten divine apertures, the flood dragons were no match for him. Suppressed completely by the Dragon-Subduing Mantra, they stood no chance at all.

In just a few breaths, all six flood dragons were shredded apart by Zhao Zun. Blood flooded the ground as mangled dragon corpses lay strewn across the sky. Then, something unexpected happened. More dragon projections appeared behind Zhao Zun, lining up at every end. To be precise, there were six of them, all flood dragons.

Golden Dragon was bathed in dragon blood, the crimson haze clouding his vision. "You monster! Die! I am Second Step, pure dragon blood flows in me! I won't fear you!"

With a deafening dragon's roar, Golden Dragon transformed fully into his true form, charging at Zhao Zun. His aura was over ten times stronger than the six flood dragons combined.

Zhao Zun looked at him, blazing with battle intent. "I have seen a dragon from the dawn of creation, and a puny mud eel like you dares claim purity?"

He caught the Golden Dragon mid-charge with one hand, then wrapped both arms around Golden Dragon and hauled him off the ground.

Golden Dragon struggled violently, divine spiritual energy erupting without restraint, but to no avail.

With the Dragon-Subduing Mantra, Zhao Zun held an absolute advantage over all dragonkind. "A mere flood dragon is nothing more than food for immortals. You dare act rampant over dragon livers and phoenix marrow?"

Zhao Zun thrust his hand forward, plunging it directly into Golden Dragon's. With a sharp pull, a dragon liver was torn free. Golden Dragon let out a scream of agony.

Zhao Zun glanced at it with disdain. "What a low-grade dragon liver. It wouldn't even qualify for a banquet."

He tightened his grip, seized Golden Dragon by the head, and smashed him violently into the earth. Golden Dragon's head exploded on impact. His divine apertures were crushed one after another under Zhao Zhun’s grasp. Golden Dragon was powerless to resist. Zhao Zun alone stood against the accumulated foundation of a whole terrifying world.

When Golden Dragon was finally torn to pieces, Zhao Zun stood drenched in dragon blood and shattered remains. The other ancient gods stared at him, deeply shaken. An inexplicable fear creeping into their hearts. They could not comprehend what they had just witnessed.

Zhao Zun swept his gaze across them, eyes cold and merciless. "My Dharma name was bestowed by a heavenly sovereign. I am the Subduing Dragon Arhat!"

His voice rolled across the heavens, echoing in all directions.

Following that, Zhao Zun’s aura rapidly declined, settling at the Violet Palace realm. Everyone was stunned.

Ye Liuyun's eyes widened. "Subduing Dragon Arhat?!"

Twilight was equally shaken. "Daring to call himself 'Subduing Dragon'... His god is absolutely terrifying!"

After all, declaring oneself a Dragon-Subduer was to offend all dragonkind under heaven. Though the dragons of the Mortal Heart World were not the pinnacle of dragonkind, they were certainly not so weak that a single Great Venerable could humiliate them at will.

"Who exactly was the Subduing Dragon Arhat in ancient times?"

Everyone was shaken, their minds in turmoil. They couldn't gauge the strength of Zhao Zun’s five-clawed golden dragon.

However, as a dragon clansman, Ye Liuyun knew all too well. That dragon was at Seventh Step, which was even stronger than Dragon Ancestor. Furthermore, a Seventh Step dragon had died at the hands of Zhao Zun. Nothing could describe the shock in Ye Liuyun’s heart.

Even more terrifying were the words Zhao Zun had spoken during battle. About a dragon from the dawn of creation, dragons reduced to immortal delicacies, dragon livers as food. Was all of this real? Just hearing it was enough to inspire terror.

Scared out of his wits, Ye Liuyun stared at Zhao Zun. He now saw Qi Yuan as an unfathomably deep character. He recalled Qi Yuan's earlier mention of the Azure Dragon and the Torch Dragon. Could it be that those weren't outlier dragons at all? Was Ye Liuyun the mongrel?

Within the projections behind the Subduing Dragon Arhat, he had seen many true dragons with bloodlines far more terrifying than his own.

Ye Liuyun knew with absolute certainty that this matter was of the utmost importance. "I must report this to Ancestor!”

The other ancient gods were still lost in shock from the battle.

Qi Yuan glanced at the dragon liver in Zhao Zun's hand with open disgust. "It's a liver from something that's already taken human form. I won't eat that, there is nothing good about it. Throw it away."

With Zhao Zun slaughtering seven flood dragons, Qi Yuan gained seven portions of divine spiritual energy. It was, without question, the biggest haul since he arrived in this world.

He felt quite pleased.

These dragons are really good.

Then, he turned to the ancient gods. "Who else is eyeing my goddaughter? Step forward and speak."

The ancient gods spontaneously took a step back, utterly bewildered. "We wouldn't dare."

Hearing this, Qi Qi's heart brimmed with joy, and warmth spread through her chest. She felt that her godfather was standing up for her. Since the collapse of the Tianfu and the deaths of her clansmen, this was the first time someone had treated her so well. Qi Yuan was domineering and powerful!

Of course, Qi Yuan had no idea what she was thinking, feeling a bit disappointed instead. He had come to the gathering without his "downtrodden face," and while his goddaughter had one, it had only been useful once. What a pity.

"All the killing's done. Time to go back and continue the Hundred Flowers Gathering."

With that, Qi Yuan led the Four Heavenly Kings and the Eighteen Arhats away.

The ancient gods watched Zhao Zun's retreating figure, shock lingering in their hearts. Their curiosity toward Qi Yuan only deepened.

Just who is he, really? A great god from ancient times?

When the group returned to the Hundred Flowers Gathering, the crowd remained unsettled for a long while. Their thoughts were elsewhere entirely.

"Qiyuann Sovereign, it'll be best for you to leave quickly," the palace master advised softly, "This is, after all, the domain of the North Sea Dragon Clan, and you've killed Golden Dragon."

The middle-aged woman beside her stared oddly at Qi Yuan. She had only agreed to let him attend as a favor to a friend. Who could have imagined this wasn't some village-level guardian god, but a true overlord?

"The gathering isn't over yet. Why would I leave?" Qi Yuan replied calmly.

Seven members of the North Sea Dragon Clan were already dead. Would the rest dare provoke him? Even if they did, what was there to fear?

"I was hoping to snag a supreme treasure or two." Qi Yuan sighed. "But I've got too many people under me, they're all waiting to be fed with treasures."

He glanced at the Eighteen Arhats helplessly. Aside from Subduing Dragon Arhat and Taming Tiger Arhat, and the two who had already advanced to the True God realm, the rest still lacked the treasures necessary to break through. Seeing this, the palace master said no more.

By now, the Hundred Flowers Gathering was already halfway through. Many attempted to make the flowers blossom, but with little success. A third of the flowers still hadn't bloomed.

Qi Yuan stood off to the side, bored out of his mind.

"

Haa..

. Being too handsome really is a problem," he lamented. "If I had a downtrodden face, surely someone blind enough would come to insult me. Then I could do some God Visualization Arts and have some fun."

Ye Liuyun was speechless. He really wanted to say,

With your strength, who would dare mock you?

"Imagine it," Qi Yuan continued casually. "mocked by the crowd, doubted by all, and then I proceeded to shock the entire audience. That'd be pretty entertaining."

As he spoke, he kept shooting meaningful looks toward Twilight in the distance.