Chapter 181 - 138: Kneel on Your Own, or Must I Beat You Until You Kneel?
Chapter 181: Chapter 138: Kneel on Your Own, or Must I Beat You Until You Kneel?
At this very moment, it was as if Ye Guiyuan’s heart was being hammered by a thousand thunderbolts.
No one could possibly comprehend the depth of his shock.
An unending, terrifyingly unpredictable pressure assaulted his mind...
It wasn’t just a pressure of raw power, but also a spiritual assault, like crimson fists hammering his very soul and creating a bizarre illusion.
It was as if what stood before him was no longer a person.
Instead, it was a furiously burning magma giant, its aura imposing and its body immense...
The giant was engulfed in a boundless, surging sea of fire, its might unparalleled...
The pressure made his spirit tremble. He found it hard to breathe, and the very thought of resistance was nearly extinguished.
Fear!
Unprecedented fear!
Ye Guiyuan never imagined he would feel fear from a peer.
No!
This wasn’t even a peer!
He was younger, at least thirteen to fifteen years younger...
This was simply unbelievable!
’I come from a Supreme Grotto Heaven.’
’What’s this guy’s background?’
’Some lowlife who crawled out of the filth, and he’s crushing me?’
"So, tell me. How were you planning to kill me?"
Chen Xuan looked down at him and said coldly.
GULP!
Ye Guiyuan reflexively swallowed. His lips were dry and his face had turned deathly pale. He stammered, "Th-this is all a misunderstanding. I admit, I ran my mouth. I didn’t mean anything by it. Can’t we just pretend this never happened? How about we call a truce? It’ll be my treat!"
"A truce?"
Chen Xuan’s eyes turned cold.
SLAP!
A fiery slap, blazing with terrifying power, whipped across Ye Guiyuan’s face. Ye Guiyuan sprayed a mouthful of blood as his body was sent flying like a piece of straw. He crashed hard into the ground some distance away, his hair a mess. He opened his mouth and coughed up another gout of blood, along with all of his teeth. His face was swollen, his appearance utterly wretched.
"You made me sprint over eight hundred li, and now you want to call a truce?"
Chen Xuan’s tone was icy. "Did I run those eight hundred li for nothing? Do you have any idea how tired I am? I didn’t even dare to stop for a drink of water the whole damn way. Today, either you kill me or I kill you. There’s no other way this ends. Make your move. Let’s see what you’re really made of."
To be honest, he hadn’t been this angry when he first set out.
But as he ran those eight hundred li, his anger had grown with every step. The journey felt endless, stretching on forever.
’And now you’re telling me to call it quits? Go fuck yourself!’
"You!"
Ye Guiyuan’s heart filled with shock and rage. He felt utterly humiliated.
He had already humbled himself so much.
’Why won’t he let it go? Does he really think he has me completely at his mercy?!’
Slapping his face, crushing his dignity... this was going too far.
"Don’t think I’m afraid of you!"
Ye Guiyuan roared.
SLAP!
The next moment, an even bigger, more terrifying slap struck his other cheek. It lifted him clean off the ground with a bloodcurdling scream. Before he could even react, Chen Xuan grabbed him by the ankle. Like a ragdoll, Ye Guiyuan was slammed into the ground over and over again.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
The booming impacts were punctuated by splatters of fresh blood.
[You have gravely injured the third-ranked master on the Human List. The shock and despair of the onlookers have been detected. +16,000 retribution points!]
A line of text appeared.
"Enough! You forced my hand!"
Ye Guiyuan roared in humiliation.
WHOOSH!
A powerful force suddenly erupted from his body. A faint dragon’s roar seemed to echo from within him. His ordinary physique began to transform as dragon scales and spines sprouted inch by inch from his skin. A powerful, surging energy burst forth...
It was as if he was undergoing a draconic transformation.
He didn’t know if others had ever consumed Dragon Blood.
But he was the successor of the Great Snow Mountain, and he had indeed drunk flood dragon blood since he was young.
’A flood dragon is still a dragon!’
Coupled with his Great Snow Mountain sect’s legacy, the Dragon Form Skill, this was how he had earned the nickname ’Sky-Shaking Dragon’ in the martial world.
Now, he was desperately activating all the flood dragon blood in his body, intending to fight Chen Xuan in a half-dragon state.
However!
BOOM!
Chen Xuan threw a punch, giving him no chance to complete his draconic transformation.
The magma-coated fist slammed into his chest. Ye Guiyuan instantly coughed up a torrent of blood, his face contorting in agony. Every single dragon scale and spine on his body shattered. He flew backward like a cooked shrimp and crashed into the ground.
Dragon scales, Dragon Blood... all of it was useless.
In a single blow, Chen Xuan had left him half-crippled, his bones shattered... His face was a mask of blood and terror...
Never before had he felt death come so quickly...
"Get up! You waste!"
Chen Xuan’s tone was cold as he took a few steps and appeared before him again. "You were going to kill me with this? Huh?"
"Spare me... I was wrong, I really was. Please, don’t hit me again. Anymore and I’ll die..."
Ye Guiyuan begged for his life in terror, his mouth full of blood. His internal organs felt like they were about to explode from the unbearable pain.
Behind his curtain of hair, his eyes flashed with deep, venomous resentment.
’You damned bastard!’
’I will never let you get away with this!’
’For humiliating me like this today, I’ll make you pay in blood someday!’
Chen Xuan’s hand clamped down on the crown of his head. His scorching-hot fingers felt as if they would pierce right through his skull and into his brain. He yanked Ye Guiyuan’s head close and said in a glacial tone, "You dare look at me with resentment? Show me that expression one more time!!"
"Aah!"
Ye Guiyuan shrieked again, his head feeling like it was about to explode.
The intense, horrific pain was more than he could bear.
’This Chen Xuan... he could even sense my expression...’