Boom boom boom!
Rumble rumble!
Explosive sounds echoed across several places in the Fla Dragon Kingdom as violent energies dispersed wildly.
The martial artists training in the air imdiately sensed sothing amiss.
In the sky, Jiang Chen’s expression changed drastically. He opened his eyes suddenly, unleashing his soul force towards a spatial rift. His heart trembled instantly; he hadn’t expected people from the Void Nether Realm to arrive at such a ti.
"All Saint Realm experts, head to the spatial rift to slay the invaders!"
Jiang Chen operated his spiritual power to the extre and shouted loudly.
"All Saint Realm experts, head to the spatial rift to slay the invaders!"
"All Saint Realm experts, head to the spatial rift to slay the invaders!"
...
The Saint Realm experts in the sky heard Jiang Chen’s command and relayed it down in succession. In an instant, the sky filled with booming voices across the world.
Swish swish swish!
Large patches of figures rapidly descended from the sky.
Since the resurgence of spiritual energy, two years had passed, and the strength of the martial artists on Yuan Star had increased exponentially.
Especially after the world’s martial artist factions joined the Martial Alliance a year ago, the Elixir dicine Academy expanded its enrollnt tenfold, and the elixir production skyrocketed. Martial artists everywhere could trade herbs for elixirs, leading to the rapid enhancent of warriors from all major factions.
Currently, the number of Saint Realm experts on Yuan Star had reached the terrifying number of over a hundred!
Yunpiao Sect stronghold.
After Wei Yilong, one of the five Wei-elder brothers, left, Ming Que led a six-man team to guard the place, in accordance with their consensus to allow peak experts to train first, striving for breakthroughs while others could delay without concern.
After all, top-tier combat power is always the most crucial in battles!
At the spatial rift entrance.
Ming Que and the six sat together, diligently absorbing spiritual energy for cultivation.
At this ti, Ming Que had reached the late stage of the Saint Realm, while the other five were all at the mid-stage.
Buzz!
A powerful aura abruptly emanated from the passage.
"On alert!"
Ming Que instantly snapped out of his cultivation, shouting loudly.
The other five imdiately ceased their practice and, together with Ming Que, ford a Hexagram Formation.
Whoosh!
Just after forming the formation, a figure burst out from the passage.
"Formation activate!"
Ming Que shouted fiercely.
Buzz!
A mystical battle array aura erged, intertwining the six with invisible threads.
Swish!
Ming Que dashed, striking a palm towards the figure coming from the passage.
"Yo! Late Unification Realm, this Life Origin Star isn’t as dangerous as the chief said!"
A teasing voice arose, followed by a violent aura. A furry beast claw slamd against Ming Que’s hand.
Boom!
A massive explosion reverberated, sending Ming Que and the six retreating nearly a hundred ters.
Spurt!
Ming Que spat out a mouthful of blood, face turning pale as he gazed at the monstrous dust cloud ahead, eyes filled with a hint of dread.
Just one strike, and she, along with her formation allies, was severely injured, moreover she sensed this strike was rely a casual attack from the opponent!
Is this strength? Definitely beyond Saint Realm Peak! Could it be...
Ming Que’s heart surged with a sense of fierce resolve.
"Battle array? Haha! To think soone on this worn-out Life Origin Star knows battle arrays? Truly surprising!"
A mocking voice drifted over as the dust cleared, revealing the enemy’s silhouette standing at the passage entrance. Even with the formation’s augntation, Ming Que’s all-out strike hadn’t forced the opponent back a single step!
"What... what are you?"
Glimpsing the opponent’s appearance, Ming Que exclaid.
Opposite stood a massive wolf upright, its long blue fur flowed, long sharp fangs jutting from its mouth, gleaming with an icy cold light, blood-red eyes watching Ming Que’s group with ferocious disdain.
"What am I? I am Ke Wote the Werewolf! The finest warrior of the Werewolf Tribe!"
The giant wolf smirked grimly, eyes flashing with a bloody light: "You all shall beco my food, as will every human on Yuan Star serve as my fodder, Ke Wote’s sustenance!"
"You’re overthinking it!"
A detached voice descended from above.
Howl!
A dragon’s roar sounded as an ancient aura emanated from the skies.
Ke Wote, Ming Que, and the others looked up.
"Mr. Jiang!"
"Mr. Jiang!"
Recognizing the floating figure in the sky, Ming Que’s group exclaid in delight.
After alerting the high-altitude Saint Realm experts, Jiang Chen had headed first to the nearby Yunpiao Sect’s stronghold.
anwhile, peak experts You Xuan, Long Tianze, A’erfa, and the five elders of the Wei family dashed to the other twelve spatial rifts within the Fla Dragon Kingdom’s borders, with other Saint Realm experts heading towards the nearest rifts from midair.
"Haha! A re small Unification Realm... hmm?"
Ke Wote sneered contemptuously before his eyes flickered with surprise, narrowing slightly in excitent: "A Soul Warrior? You’re a Soul Warrior? Unbelievable, my luck is uncanny, encountering a Soul Warrior! Haha! Soul Martial! Surrender your soul martial to , and I may graciously take you as my slave!"
Swish!
Mid-sentence, Ke Wote leaped into the air, aligning parallel to Jiang Chen.
On his way, Jiang Chen sensed Ke Wote’s formidable power, activating his full spiritual energy circulation and summoning the True Dragon Martial Spirit instantly!
Watching Ke Wote fly up, Jiang Chen’s lips curled into a cold smile: "Desire the soul martial? Let’s see if you have the fortune to learn!"
"Haha! Haha..."
Ke Wote burst into laughter: "Kid, you’re truly arrogant! We werewolves are proud enough, yet you surpass us in audacity, a re mid-stage Unification Realm ant challenges , of the Divine Infant Realm early stage? Excessively arrogant! Today, I’ll teach you how to respect your seniors!"
"Roar!"
A roar erupted as Ke Wote charged fiercely at Jiang Chen, claws extending coldly, viciously aiming for Jiang Chen’s head.
Swish!
The cold light glead as Jiang Chen stretched his hand, the Saint Dragon Sword appearing, slashing harshly downwards.
"Dragon’s Roar to the Vault of Heaven!"
Howl!
The dragon’s roar resounded as the True Dragon Martial Spirit burst through Jiang Chen’s body, the White Divine Dragon lunging out from his chest, fiercely attacking Ke Wote!
"Kid, with such a gap in realms, you dare clash head-on? Even with a spiritual artifact, you can’t match the might of us werewolves’ claws!"
Ke Wote shouted fiercely, swiping his claw towards the dragon.
Boom!
"What?!"
A massive explosion echoed as Ke Wote’s expression shifted drastically. His claw struck the divine dragon, yet the dragon forcefully knocked aside the claw, whipping its tail to strike Ke Wote directly.
Bam!
A muffled sound as Ke Wote was instantly sent flying.
Swish!
The White Divine Dragon bounced and charged again.
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