Chapter 675 The Three Disgraceful Dragon Kings

Amidst the rain of arrows woven from crimson-gold scales, Zi Yan's figure never faltered. Her purple-gold battle aura condensed into a half-zhang arc of light at her fist, and with a single punch, she sent dozens of scales flying and exploding in front of her.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the giant crimson-gold shadow pressing down again. Huang Tian's wings, which blotted out the sky, stirred up a gale that tore through the void, and his thousand-foot-tall body, carrying a terrifying aura that could shatter mountains and split peaks, rushed down.

Zi Yan's phoenix eyes narrowed suddenly, and the hundred-foot-long Heavenly Phoenix Wings behind her straightened abruptly. The purple-gold flames between the feathers surged violently, shaking the void.

"Buzz——"

With a sudden flap of her wings, two deep cracks appeared in the void. The immense thrust transformed her into a distorted beam of light, increasing her speed by a factor of three, and she shot towards Huang Tian like an arrow released from a bow.

The purple-gold aura on his fists had already reached its peak, and the Supreme Dragon-Phoenix bloodline surged wildly within his body. Before the fists even arrived, the dragon's might that could crush everything caused the air in front of him to explode under its strain.

In the next instant, the two figures collided fiercely once again in the center of the void!
Zi Yan's fists, like purple-gold meteors, struck Huang Tian's chest and abdomen with the sharpness to cleave the sky; Huang Tian's giant wings, like crimson-gold battle shields, swept across with immense force.

The collision of fist and wing produced no earth-shattering sound, only a muffled booming sound of battle qi compressed to its limit. The two terrifying forces condensed into a distorted ball of light at the point of contact, instantly crushing the surrounding space into dust and revealing the deep, dark void behind them.

"Bang bang..."

The sounds of metal clashing were as dense as a torrential downpour; in just a few breaths, the two sides had already exchanged hundreds of blows in the void.

Zi Yan moved with the agility of a ghost, her fists weaving through the gaps in her crimson-gold wings. Each punch contained the domineering power of the combined strength of the dragon and phoenix, forcing Huang Tian to retract his wings in defense.

Huang Tian, ​​taking advantage of his massive size, unleashed a storm of attacks. The sharp energy from the edges of his crimson-gold feathers continuously tore through Zi Yan's battle aura shield, sparking bursts of sparks.

The two figures entangled at high speed in the shattered void, sometimes like two streaks of light colliding and bouncing apart, and then clashing fiercely again in an instant.

Zi Yan's purple-gold armor fluttered in the wind, yet remained as steady as a rock. Huang Tian's wound on his left wing bled during the violent movements, but he still managed to withstand the punches thanks to the blessing of the Holy Elephant.

The void beneath their feet collapsed repeatedly, only to be forcibly propped up by their battle qi. Turbulent energy surged outwards like a raging torrent, turning the area into a chaotic mess.

Anyone below the level of Dou Sheng who steps into this space will likely be torn apart by the chaotic energy currents and shattered void before they even get close, leaving not a trace behind.

As the collisions continued, the battle in the void reached a fever pitch. The roar of the colliding fists and wings shook the entire void, and the torrents of crimson and purple-gold battle qi surged like raging waves, each collision unleashing a devastating energy surge that crushed the remaining fragments of space into particles finer than dust.

However, despite the earth-shattering commotion, both sides keenly realized that even though they had each revealed their trump cards, Huang Tian's physical defense and speed, which were pushed to the limit by the power of the Holy Elephant, and Zi Yan's Heaven-Rank Battle Techniques, which were unleashed by her bloodline power, still failed to decisively shift the tide of the battle.

As the two figures crossed paths in the shattered void, a knowing look flashed across their eyes.

Huang Tian flapped his wings to force back Zi Yan's fist, his crimson-gold pupils surging with killing intent yet concealing a heavy heart.

He knew all too well that although the new Dragon Emperor was slightly inferior in cultivation, the suppression brought by the Supreme Dragon-Phoenix bloodline was like a bone-deep ailment, and every collision made the flow of his internal fighting energy sluggish.

If he hadn't suppressed the throbbing in his bloodline by relying on his foundation built up over a thousand years of arduous cultivation, he probably would have already fallen into a disadvantageous position under the pressure originating from his soul and bloodline.

At this moment, he clearly had the advantage of cultivation and the blessing of the Holy Image, but he was constantly forced to defend by Zi Yan's unstoppable offensive. This situation made his heart heavier and heavier.

If we don't unleash our ultimate trump card, the outcome today might be uncertain. But if we do use our trump card and fail to defeat her, given the strength Zi Yan has demonstrated, it will be absolutely impossible to forcibly keep her here.

What made him even more wary was that the composure in the eyes of this new Dragon Emperor was not a pretense. She must still have a trump card hidden within her that she had not yet used. The true power of that supreme bloodline was probably beyond even his current comprehension.

While dodging Huang Tian's sweeping wings, Zi Yan also quietly adjusted the surging bloodline power within her body.

Her phoenix eyes swept over the bleeding wound on Huang Tian's left wing. She had her own calculations. The opponent's Saintly Aura was indeed troublesome, and her own battle qi had been greatly depleted in the direct confrontation. But she knew very well that now was not the time to use all her trump cards.

The Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan is currently not unified across the four Dragon Islands and is still in internal strife. There are countless clan affairs that need to be dealt with. It would be unwise to fight Huang Tian here and suffer mutual destruction.

Moreover, although this old phoenix was suppressed by me, its accumulated strength over thousands of years should not be underestimated. If I really push it to the brink and it uses the forbidden secret technique of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, even if I can win, I will probably have to pay a considerable price.

In the instant the two faced off across the distance, though they did not speak, they both sensed each other's concerns from the other's aura.

The fist and the wing light faced each other again from afar. The killing intent in the void was still fierce, but the determination to fight to the death had faded a little.

This epic showdown, with both sides harboring their own reservations and holding back their ultimate trump cards, has unexpectedly fallen into a subtle stalemate.

Tens of thousands of feet above the core of the fierce battle, the soldiers of the Three Islands Alliance and Donglong Island held their breath, their thousands of eyes fixed on the epic duel that was tearing the sky apart.

Every collision between the crimson-gold phoenix shadow and the purple-gold light caused the hearts of the onlookers to clench, and even their breathing to slow down.

This void, once ravaged by the dragon race's civil war, now appears even more ferocious due to the clash between the two powerful beings. Even from a distance of tens of thousands of feet, the ever-spreading energy ripples still cause the weaker soldiers to feel their blood surging, forcing them to circulate their battle qi to resist.

Although the people in the audience had different stances, the soldiers of Donglong Island had expectations for the new Dragon Emperor burning in their eyes, while the rebels of the Three Islands Alliance had complicated expressions, showing both fear of Huang Tian's strength and hidden worries about Zi Yan's rise. However, under the invisible shackles deep in their bloodlines, everyone's thoughts were surprisingly the same.

The ancient dragon of the void and the phoenix clan of the heavenly demon have a grudge that has been etched into their very bones for thousands of years. It is a conflict and rejection that originates from the source of their bloodlines.

Whether they are loyalists of Donglong Island or rebels of the three islands, they all ultimately have the bloodline of the Ancient Dragon of the Void flowing through their veins. When Zi Yan's supreme dragon-phoenix aura spreads out, a resonance originating from the same source will arise deep in their souls; while the aura of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix on Huang Tian's body will only arouse their instinctive resistance.

Thus, in this quiet spectator area, countless eyes held the same secret expectation.

The soldiers of Donglong Island gripped their weapons tightly, silently praying that Zi Yan could crush their opponents with the might of the Dragon Emperor.

Although the powerful figures of the Three Islands Alliance remained expressionless, they secretly exerted force with their fingertips, without even realizing it themselves. When Zi Yan's fist repelled Huang Tian's wings, their tense lips would relax for a moment.

No one spoke, yet it seemed as if a million voices were converging in the void. In this battle that transcended bloodlines, they were all silently holding their breath and giving their all for the new Dragon Emperor amidst the purple-gold battle shadow.

However, just as the stalemate continued, a sudden change occurred! Tens of thousands of feet away, the three Dragon Kings, who were originally weak and severely injured by Zi Yan, had their injuries visibly restored to most of their former state thanks to the healing elixir given to them by Huang Tian.

Three ancient dragons, each a thousand feet long, slowly swam in the void. Their bodies, covered in dark purple scales, surged with powerful battle qi, and their eyes flashed with a mixture of struggle and ruthlessness.

Before the onlookers could react, three enormous figures shot towards the heart of the battlefield like arrows. However, their target was not to confront Huang Tian, ​​but rather to rush straight towards Zi Yan's flank and rear!
"Roar--!"

Three deafening dragon roars rang out simultaneously. The three dragon kings opened their massive mouths wide, and surging energy condensed into blazing pillars of light in their throats. Dark blue, jet black, and crimson dragon breaths, carrying the power to burn mountains and boil seas, ignored the bond of bloodline and shot fiercely toward Zi Yan's back!

This sudden attack instantly exposed their true stance. Clearly, the three Dragon Kings had now completely sided with Huang Tian, ​​the patriarch of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.

Upon seeing this, Huang Tian's crimson-gold pupils flashed with a cold smile. His previous words had finally had an effect; faced with a life-or-death choice, so-called racial stances ultimately became bargaining chips that could be discarded.

Even though the Western Dragon King and the Southern Dragon King had previously harbored resentment towards him, they still chose the most despicable act of betrayal under the fear he had previously expressed: "If we do not join forces, Zi Yan will surely quell the rebellion."

They may have once held a lingering reverence for the glory of the Ancient Dragon Clan, but that reverence was crushed in the face of their own power and lives.

After all, the fact that they were capable of committing the rebellious act of instigating a civil war and splitting the dragon race shows that in their hearts, personal desires had long since taken precedence over the greater good of the race.

At this moment, in order to protect themselves, they have joined forces with foreign enemies and stabbed the new Dragon Emperor in the back. This only exposes their cold-hearted nature even more thoroughly.

Three dragon breaths ripped through the sky, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through space, instantly closing the distance between them and Zi Yan.

With Huang Tian eyeing him from the front and a traitor from his own clan launching a sneak attack from behind, this new Dragon Emperor seems to have fallen into a desperate situation, besieged on all sides, in an instant!
When the onlookers saw this scene clearly, the entire void fell into a deathly silence, followed by an uncontrollable uproar and tremor!

The soldiers of Donglong Island were the first to roar in anger, their faces flushed red with rage, and the veins on their hands gripping their weapons bulging.

"Traitors! You shameless traitors!"

"As an ancient dragon of the Void, to actually join forces with an enemy to launch a sneak attack on the Dragon Emperor is a complete disgrace to the dragon race!"

A torrent of angry curses surged toward the three dragon kings, filled with deep-seated contempt. They felt utterly disgusted by the three dragon kings' betrayal of their race, having abandoned even the most basic pride of their bloodline, making them utterly repulsive.

While there was no such fierce cursing in the Mishima Allied Forces' camp, a more profound sense of disappointment and absurdity permeated the atmosphere.

Those ancient dragon clan powerhouses who had followed the three dragon kings in the rebellion now had disbelief written all over their faces. Many of them subconsciously frowned and stared at the three dragon shadows that were launching a sneak attack in the void with complicated expressions.

In their hearts, although the three Dragon Kings were the leaders of the rebellion, they still bore the title of "orthodox lineage of the ancient dragon race." However, their actions of joining forces with the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan to besiege their own Dragon Emperor were tantamount to engraving the word "rebellion" into their bones.

The awe and following I once felt towards them crumbled quietly in this treacherous attack, turning into an undisguised disappointment in my eyes. It turns out that the so-called "resistance" could not ultimately withstand the fear of death, and even the most basic racial bottom line could be easily trampled.

Anger and silence mingled in the void, and countless gazes, filled with anger, disdain, or disappointment, focused on the three dragon kings.

The figure that once symbolized "majesty" and "power" in the hearts of many dragons is now reduced to a despicable wretchedness and callousness under the shadow of betrayal.

Faced with the sudden attack from the three Dragon Kings who betrayed her, Zi Yan showed no panic whatsoever, as if she had already seen through their wicked intentions.

On that pretty face covered in purple-gold armor, the calm and dignified air remained undiminished, with only a hint of cold mockery flashing deep in her phoenix eyes.

“Sizzle—”

Suddenly, the hundred-foot-long Heavenly Phoenix Wings behind him unfurled, and with a nimble flap of the wings, he slid several feet to the side, his movements fluid and graceful, just avoiding the combined attack range of the three dragon breaths.

The three blazing dragon breaths, which were the result of the combined power of the three dragon kings, were unable to stop due to inertia. They grazed past the spot where Zi Yan had been standing and shot straight toward Huang Tian on the opposite side!

Huang Tian, ​​who was secretly pleased with the defection of the three dragon kings in the void, suddenly saw three dragon breaths rushing towards him, and his face immediately darkened.

He was fighting in his true form as a phoenix, his thousand-foot body like a colossal mountain that blotted out the sky. The target was too huge. In addition, he had just fought Zi Yan for hundreds of rounds, and his fighting spirit had not yet fully recovered. For a moment, he was a little flustered.

"waste!"

Huang Tian cursed inwardly, and without thinking any further, hurriedly folded his pair of crimson-gold wings that covered a thousand feet, protecting his body under the wings.

"boom--!!!"

The three dragon breaths slammed into the crimson-gold wings, unleashing a deafening roar. The scorching energy shockwaves spread in all directions, causing Huang Tian's massive body to slide back hundreds of feet in the void.

The already wounded feathers on his left wing shattered further under the impact, revealing the bleeding flesh beneath, causing him to let out a muffled groan of pain from his beak.

If he hadn't been in the "Demon Phoenix Saint Elephant" state, which granted him incredible defensive power, he would have suffered considerable damage.

The initial pleasure derived from the defection of the three Dragon Kings had vanished completely.

Huang Tian stared at the three dragon shadows still circling in the void, his crimson-gold pupils filled with undisguised contempt and disgust.

He had always despised these traitors who would abandon their racial principles just to survive, and now that he saw them manage to pull off a sneak attack by sheer luck, he felt even more that these good-for-nothings were utterly stupid.

But with the battle situation pressing, he was too lazy to bother with these fools. He simply flapped his wings to steady himself, coldly glanced at the three dragon kings, and the contempt in his eyes was as sharp as needles.

If he didn't still need to use them to restrain Zi Yan, he would have loved to take care of these idiots as well. (End of Chapter)