"Trying to escape now? It’s too late!"
Ning Xunqiu suddenly drew out a brilliant galaxy in his hand, instantly enveloping the Primordial Spirit of the North Sea Dragon King.
Divine Skill: Jade Sky Streaming Light Galaxy!
The galaxy shone brilliantly, flowing endlessly, several beams of sword light suddenly flying together!
Sword Demon Heart Eye - Undying Divine Intent!
Slash! Slash! Slash!
As if to cleave the heavens and the earth apart!
Slashing at the Primordial Spirit of the North Sea Dragon King, with each sword light that struck, it would dim a bit, threatening to completely dissipate into the world at any mont.
It was at this mont that the West Sea Dragon Clan finally broke free, roaring angrily, "Martial Master, how dare you!!"
Ning Xunqiu paid no heed; at this mont, he did not need to employ the "Heaven-Slaying Sword" that would deplete Dao Practice. Relying solely on the Seventh Realm of Martial Arts, he could crush an Immortal Golden Immortal with ease!
Suddenly,
Above the horizon, two Sea-Suppressing Divine Pearls streaked through the sky, abruptly flying into the Jade Sky Streaming Light Galaxy, forcefully withstanding several fierce attacks from the dense sword light, then swiftly retreating with the already ravaged Primordial Spirit of the North Sea Dragon King.
Following this, a massive dragon claw suddenly stretched out from the heavens, grabbing the Sea-Suppressing Divine Pearl. All eyes turned to see it was two trendously majestic dragons exuding an aura that brooked no defiance.
"East Sea Dragon King!"
"South Sea Dragon King!"
"The Four Sea Dragon Kings have actually gathered here!"
Lingxu True Monarch swiftly retrieved the magical treasure "Primordial Umbrella", standing beside Ning Xunqiu, still enveloped in golden streaming light, with a solemn expression.
Do not assu she seed at ease dealing with the West Sea Dragon King; it was entirely due to Zhao Qingzhou and the magical seal’s restraint.
One must understand, except for the rare few True Monarchs with Great Magical Power, a Dragon King, relying on their formidable body comparable to a magical treasure, was enough to contend with two or three True Monarchs.
"The North Sea Dragon King is now hanging by a thread!" Zhao Qingzhou said solemnly, "We now need only deal with the three Dragon Kings."
Lingxu True Monarch glanced at Ning Xunqiu, with a hint of respect, communicated, "Martial Master, do you still have strength left? If we can hold on for several more days, the Divine Dynasty’s two True Monarchs and their Divine Generals will surely arrive in ti."
With the Martial Master, a divine techniques wielder capable of slaying Dragon Kings stationed, the Great Yu Divine Dynasty’s three True Monarchs only needed to fully restrain two Dragon Kings.
And if the Martial Master could eliminate either of the two Dragon Kings, victory in this battle would be assured.
"Such a re Martial Artist could injure Ao Han to such a state..." The East Sea Dragon King in the high sky lowered his head, staring at the slumbering North Sea Dragon King within the Sea-Suppressing Divine Pearl, his tone filled with astonishnt.
"Seventh Realm Martial Artist...A mortal Martial Dao could nurture a divine techniques wielder like you!"
The East Sea Dragon King’s expression grew increasingly serious, gazing intently at Ning Xunqiu enveloped in golden streaming light; the terrifying Qi Blood on him was like a blazing Great Sun, making the dragon’s heart tremble.
This divine techniques wielder who pioneered Martial Dao must be particularly adept at the Path of Battle. Moreover, with Lingxu True Monarch assisting, the absence of Ao Han’s Sea-Suppressing Divine Pearl made it notably troubleso... The East Sea Dragon King hesitated montarily, then spoke:
"Martial Master, do you truly wish to be enemies with the Dragon Race?"
"My Dao lineage is rooted here; you crossed the line." Ning Xunqiu, having unleashed the Infinite Heaven-Flipping Seal to burst forth a hundredfold combat strength for three days, indeed felt a bit fatigued, contemplating that so delay would be beneficial.
"Dao lineage..."
The East Sea Dragon King pondered deeply; the Nineteen Continents must be taken by the Dragon Race. He spoke in a negotiating tone, "Martial Master, would you consider moving to another place?"
Ning Xunqiu feigned deep thought, then slowly spoke after a mont, "It’s not impossible, but I want to take away this land of the three continents..."
"No! He’s intentionally stalling for ti!"
The West Sea Dragon King’s gaze suddenly sharpened, roaring repeatedly above the heavens, "He has continuously wielded divine techniques, his Magical Power must be nearly exhausted. We must attack together, swift and decisive, giving him no opportunity to catch his breath!"
Upon finishing, the Sea-Suppressing Divine Pearl he gripped shone brightly, like a teor crashing towards Ning Xunqiu.
Boom!
Ning Xunqiu dodged aside.
The East Sea Dragon King also returned to his senses; he knew well that if the Dragon Race showed even a hint of "weakness", capturing the Nineteen Continents would be considerably tough. Therefore, he decisively shouted: "Attack!"
Upon hearing this, the South Sea Dragon King likewise followed closely without hesitation.
Boom!
Two Sea-Suppressing Divine Pearls, like two giant mountains, heavily pressed upon Ning Xunqiu, instantly putting him at a disadvantage, the situation appearing precarious.
"Not good!"
Lingxu True Monarch and Zhao Qingzhou were both shocked upon seeing, quickly attempting to aid Ning Xunqiu.
"Quickly subdue the Martial Master!!"
The West Sea Dragon King also roared incessantly, although he blocked Lingxu True Monarch and Zhao Qingzhou, his attention remained focused on the battle’s trajectory. If the Martial Master was captured, the Nineteen Continents would be easily taken.
"Martial Master, retreat first!!"
Lingxu True Monarch was montarily unable to disengage, imdiately shouting repeatedly.
"Hahaha! Trying to retreat now, it’s already too late!" The West Sea Dragon King was extrely pleased, his laughter filled with arrogance, securely pressing the Mountain and River Seal with the Sea-Suppressing Divine Pearl, firmly trapping Zhao Qingzhou, who tried to assist.
"What!!"
At that mont, a radiant rainbow beam instantly rged into Ning Xunqiu’s body.
Instantly, red hair, golden pupils, ancient seal upon the brow, holding a crimson glazed long spear, golden flas rising amidst the golden aura—True Body of the Martial Lord!
The Battle Spirit towering mighty, like a giant in the heavens and earth, emitting an imposing pressure that made hearts palpitate.
Ning Xunqiu waved his hand, the Chaotic Heaven Silk expanded with the wind, transforming into a vast red ribbon covering the sky, swiftly binding the Sea-Suppressing Divine Pearl, flinging it away, allowing him to break free.
Boom!
In a reverse gesture, Ning Xunqiu thrust fiercely, the South Sea Dragon King, caught off guard, suffered severe injury, his dragon form engulfed by raging flas, the ocean water rapidly evaporating under the searing heat, transforming into a vast white mist covering the sky.
Following this, another spear strike rang like thunder, sending the East Sea Dragon King flying away, a searing pain emanating from his claw, as if being roasted, unbearable.
This is the true pinnacle state of Ning Xunqiu’s Seventh Realm Martial Arts!
He finally unleashed the earth-shattering might of the "Supre Divine Weapon!"
"Spiritual Treasure!!"
The East Sea Dragon King locked his gaze onto the crimson glazed long spear in Ning Xunqiu’s hand, his face showing disbelief like surging waves.
"How is this possible?!" The West Sea Dragon King’s laugh halted.
He watched as the South Sea Dragon King tried to struggle and turn over, only for Ning Xunqiu to summon a huge "Ancient Sword," pinning him firmly to the ground.
The entire dragon shuddered, turned, and fled.
"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"
Equally terrified, the East Sea Dragon King cried out repeatedly, soaring away.
Fearing that the slightest misstep would lead to the sa fate as the South Sea Dragon King.
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