Gripping the hilt of the heavy black ruler, Xiao Yan pointed it straight at the crowd that surrounded Ancient Dragon Island. This black weapon, now infused with an aura of bloodlust, had finally become something he could wield after breaking through to the Dou Saint realm. As his Wujin Demonic Body circulated at full power, ten demonic patterns lit up simultaneously. Dark crimson energy surged along the ruler's body, and under Xiao Yan's control, the weapon was hurled forcefully at the encircling forces.
The ruler, shrouded in dark red currents, shot forward like a furious dragon. The space in its path tore open with countless black fissures. Such a violent disturbance immediately drew attention. Several enemies attempted to intercept it, but before they could even get close, they were shredded to pieces by the swirling aura around the weapon.
Witnessing this, everyone's expression changed drastically, and no one dared to approach again. As the ruler closed in, a muscular man leapt out from within the enemy formation—one of the three Two-Star Dou Saints. Crossing his arms in front of him, dragon scales rippled across his skin, and a dense layer of Dou Qi defense formed as he prepared to forcibly block the strike.
This man was Xuan Mo, the grand commander of West Dragon Island. In his mind, no matter how bizarre that heavy ruler was, it couldn't possibly slay a Dou Saint in one blow. He was a Two-Star Dou Saint, and the defense he had constructed far outclassed that of the previous Dou Zuns who had tried to stop the weapon. Moreover, as a member of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan, his physical body was far stronger than that of any ordinary human. Not even a Three-Star Dou Saint could kill him in a single move.
Just to be safe, he had even activated his clan's ultimate defensive technique—Dragon Scale Armor—hoping to block the weapon completely.
Unfortunately for him, he had underestimated the power of the Black Ruler, or more precisely, the force it held after being augmented by Xiao Yan's Wujin Demonic Body. Previously, when facing the Hall of Souls' vice hall master, Xiao Yan had nearly slain him outright using just the Nine Calamity Demon Fist with pure physical strength. This time, he had unleashed an even more terrifying force through the weapon.
Crack!
A crisp sound of bones breaking echoed across the skies of the island as the heavy ruler struck Xuan Mo's arms. His limbs were shattered instantly, and the immense impact crushed his chest completely. What's more, he failed to stop the ruler at all. Instead, he was carried along with it, crashing deep into the island and smashing through the floor of the Dragon Hall itself.
"That's… Xuan Mo from West Dragon Island?" Elder Zhu Huo looked at the mangled body pinned to the ground in shock. This man, whose strength was just a shade beneath his own, was now utterly wrecked.
Not only had all the dragon scales on Xuan Mo's body been obliterated, but his blood poured freely, and terror filled his eyes. The black ruler had pierced straight through him, nailing him to the ground. It was clear from the scene—Xuan Mo had been slain instantly.
"That's… Xiao Yan's weapon!" Zi Yan recognized the heavy ruler embedded in Xuan Mo's body. She had seen Xiao Yan wield it before and thus had a deep impression of it. The other elders were stunned—could the person who felled Xuan Mo in a single strike really be Xiao Yan?
They had all met Xiao Yan once before when he was merely a Seven-Star Dou Zun. While that cultivation had already impressed them at the time, none of them had believed he could pose a threat to Dou Saints. But it had only been a few months since then—had that youth already become a Dou Saint?
"It's him! It has to be him!" Zi Yan clenched her little fists in excitement. Everyone lifted their heads and turned toward the direction the black ruler had come from. There, a black-robed figure was streaking through the sky at great speed.
The enemies besieging the island were visibly shaken. Even the remaining two Two-Star Dou Saints among them showed unease. Though they were stronger than Xuan Mo, it wasn't by much. If even Xuan Mo couldn't withstand a single blow, they had little hope of a favorable outcome even if they fought together.
"Where did this brat come from?! How dare you interfere with our Three Islands' grand plan!" A furious shout rang out. A golden beam of light blasted toward Xiao Yan, and with a thunderous explosion, his body was forced to halt midair. The shockwave even pushed him back a few steps.
Feeling the churn of his blood and Qi, Xiao Yan furrowed his brow. He raised his gaze toward the source of the golden light—a middle-aged man in regal attire with a crown on his head. His features seemed amicable, but Xiao Yan sensed a dangerous aura from him. This man was clearly stronger than the vice hall master of the Hall of Souls—likely already half a step into the Four-Star Dou Saint level.
Beside him stood two more figures, each emanating immense power. Though not yet at the Four-Star threshold, both were firmly within the late Three-Star Dou Saint realm. If these three joined forces, even a true Four-Star Dou Saint would be hard-pressed to defeat them.
"The Dragon Kings have joined the battle!" Cries of joy erupted from the enemies. With the appearance of the Three Dragon Kings, they believed that the mysterious intruder would soon be crushed.
"Tch… So these are the so-called Three Dragon Kings? Weaker than I imagined," Xiao Yan murmured, cracking his knuckles. For any ordinary Dou Saint, challenging three Ancient Void Dragon elites at once would be suicide. But even two stars below them, he didn't back down.
During the past months, Xiao Yan's strength had risen from early One-Star Dou Saint to mid-stage, and his soul power had reached the peak of the Heavenly Realm. Compared to when he fought the Hall of Souls' vice hall master, he was far stronger now. As such, he felt little fear toward these three.
"A mere One-Star Dou Saint dares to meddle in our affairs? You must have a death wish!" The West Dragon King glared coldly at Xiao Yan. The man Xiao Yan had just slain—Xuan Mo—had come from his own faction. It wasn't easy to raise a Dou Saint. Losing one to Xiao Yan was more than a loss—it was a humiliation.
But the North Dragon King frowned slightly. He had just landed a full-strength blow on Xiao Yan, yet the latter had emerged mostly unharmed. A normal One-Star Dou Saint couldn't do that.
"This brat is strange. Let's deal with him together before things spiral out of control," he said in a low voice.
(End of Chapter)
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