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Situ Haokong's provocation angered more than just the young Zhulong.

Even the Azure Dragon King and the Ice Dragon King Ao Qinhan, who were watching from the sidelines, changed their expressions on the spot, revealing their anger.

Ao Qinhan's body instantly surged with icy mist, his originally peaceful aura suddenly turned sharp, and a cold light flashed in his icy blue eyes.

The Azure Dragon King's face turned ashen, and veins throbbed on his forehead, clearly angered by the inappropriate and thoughtless remarks.

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured into boiling oil, instantly igniting the entire audience!

The unicorn dragon charging at the forefront suddenly narrowed its pupils to needle size, and its dragon aura surged without warning. Visible bluish-black air currents swirled wildly, tearing its clothes apart and revealing half of its true form.

The dark blue dragon scales were layered upon each other, gleaming with a chilling light. A faint black mist lingered between the scales. The thick dragon claws clenched tightly with a sharp sound as they tore through the air, and even the fingertips cracked the space.

He roared, his voice like thunder: "You're courting death! How dare you slander Lord Zhujiuyin and insult my Dragon Clan! Today I will annihilate you, leaving you with nothing but ashes!"

His aura erupted, reaching the peak of the Enlightenment Realm!

The dragon aura around it carried a scorching sensation, clearly indicating that it was completely enraged and was even activating the dragon race's original power at any cost.

The other young Zhulong were also engulfed by this rage, roaring and urging their dragon energy. The crimson dragon energy, like burning magma, intertwined to form a crimson sky curtain that could burn the entire heavens, completely enveloping Situ Haokong within it.

The moment the sky fell, the surrounding air was distorted by the heat, and the situation deteriorated to an irreversible point!

"stop!!"

The Azure Dragon King's expression changed drastically, and his roar shook the surrounding dragon blood wood. He raised his hand to activate his spiritual power to block it, but as soon as the spiritual energy gathered at his fingertips, he suddenly stopped, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

He couldn't stop them! These Zhulongs were warlike by nature, and now they were blinded by rage. If he forcibly intervened, not only would he fail to suppress their anger, but he would also be seen as "helping outsiders suppress their own kind," completely enraging the Zhulong lineage.

It should be noted that although the Zhulong lineage has long lost its Dragon King leader, it has always maintained a place in the Dragon Realm due to its innate fighting talent.

The leading unicorn dragon before us is exceptionally talented, having already reached the peak of enlightenment and is only one step away from the Ascension Realm. Given time, it will surely become the new generation's leader of the Candle Dragons.

If even such a key figure has taken action, then if he tries to stop him, it will only cause the already dissatisfied Zhulong lineage to completely rebel and never obey the rule of the Dragon Realm again.

If the internal strife in the Dragon Realm breaks out prematurely, the Dragon Clan will collapse on its own without Zhu Jiuyin even having to lift a finger.

Just as the Azure Dragon King was caught in a dilemma and hesitated, a white streak of light was faster than him and instantly pierced the sky!

"Chong-"

The sword's cry was like thunder from the heavens, resounding throughout the world!

Lin Jichen held the Wind Calamity Sword, which transformed into a dazzling sword light.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and spiritual energy flowed slowly around him as he floated in the air, having already made his plans.

If he were to attack the young Zhulong now, it would only sever the hatred between the two races completely. Only by overwhelming everyone with his absolute strength and giving the dragon race a proper explanation could he quell the incident.

Therefore, he did not swing his sword to injure anyone, but simply raised his hand, gently grasped the Wind Calamity Sword, and casually slashed it towards the void.

The seemingly casual sword-wielding motion unleashed a devastating power in an instant.

The terrifying sword energy was like a dragon emerging from the sea, instantly tearing through the clouds and reaching the sky. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged wildly, forming visible vortexes of spiritual energy.

A sword mark tens of thousands of feet long appeared out of thin air, stretching across the sky like a chasm. Wherever the sword mark passed, even the space itself trembled slightly.

Although the sword strike was powerful, it was also incredibly precise, perfectly avoiding all the participants. The mere wisp of sword intent emanating from the end of the sword energy was like a sharp blade, easily crushing the crimson dragon energy curtain that was powerful enough to burn the sky!

The moment the crimson dragon energy dissipated, it transformed into countless sparks that fell down.

Lin Jichen held his sword in the middle, and the fierce pressure of the sword was like a mountain of ten thousand jun, which suddenly enveloped the entire scene!

All the young Zhulongs stopped moving abruptly, their bodies as if nailed to the spot, and they all reflexively retreated.

The dragon energy he had been urging dissipated instantly. He stood stiffly in the distance, his face ashen, cold sweat beading on his forehead. Even breathing became incredibly difficult, as if the slightest exertion would crush his bones under the pressure of the sword.

They were completely dumbfounded. What the hell level of sword cultivator was this?

Such terrifying power from a single sword strike!

This was beyond their entire understanding of "human powerhouses." The oppressive aura that penetrated to their very bones prevented them from even having the thought of resisting.

The leading unicorn dragon was forced to retreat repeatedly by the pressure of the sword. Its huge dragon claws trembled uncontrollably, and the muscles under its scales twitched stiffly. The rage in its eyes had long been replaced by deep fear, and reason returned as quickly as the tide.

He could clearly feel that the power contained in this sword was enough to easily crush his soul. The strength of this human cultivator in front of him was terrifying!

As the sword's cry faded, Lin Jichen released his grip, and the Wind Calamity Sword automatically returned to its sheath. The sword pressure around him slowly subsided, leaving only a cold and sharp gaze, like ice and snow in the dead of winter, sweeping over the Zhulong present.

"Have you made enough of a scene?"

These three simple words, yet they carried an undeniable authority, striking the hearts of every young Zhulong like a heavy hammer.

None of the young Zhulong dared to refute them. They all lowered their heads, clenched their fists tightly, and completely suppressed their anger, leaving only deep awe.

Seeing this, the Azure Dragon King secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his heart finally settled down, and his eyes showed more approval as he looked at Lin Jichen.

Thankfully, this kid made a move! His action both intimidated Zhulong and avoided provoking discontent within the dragon clan, which was the perfect solution.

At the same time, he was secretly shocked: in just over a year, this human boy's strength had become so terrifying. No wonder he was able to rise to prominence in just a few years and become a pivotal figure in the Eight Desolations.

The scene fell silent for the time being, and the anger of the Zhulong lineage was forcibly suppressed, so they dared not cause any more trouble.

But to everyone's surprise, Situ Haokong, upon seeing this scene, not only did not restrain himself in the slightest, but instead slapped his thigh and laughed wildly, his tone full of contempt.

"Hahaha! You little brats dare to lay a hand on me? You're still too green! If you know what's good for you, hand over all the Dragon Blood Wood in this forest, and then Sect Leader Lin and I might consider sparing you this time!"

Upon hearing this, all the young Zhulongs raised their heads, their eyes filled with rage, glaring at Situ Haokong through gritted teeth, but they dared not make any rash moves due to Lin Jichen's imposing presence.

After all, circumstances are beyond their control; if a real fight breaks out, they wouldn't even be able to withstand a single sword strike.

Situ Haokong was even more pleased to see that they dared not resist.

Little did he know, he was about to suffer an unprecedented humiliation...

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