69Chapter 69: Stripping the Golden Dragon King's Bloodline
"A wild god who barely survives, who doesn't even know what a godly position is, and who only has the power of a second-level god, dares to act so arrogantly before me time and time again?"
"If I let you leave without paying any price, wouldn't I become a huge joke?"
"Don't forget, I left that day simply because I was kind-hearted and didn't want to cause too much bloodshed. Don't be so shameless!"
Before she finished her words, her right hand, which had transformed into a silver dragon claw, suddenly grabbed forward.
The invisible force of space instantly spread out with her as the center, like a huge, transparent silver bubble, completely covering, cutting and isolating the entire carriage and the space within hundreds of meters outside the carriage.
Space confinement!
In this isolated space, time seems to have become stagnant.
All the sounds and sights from the outside world disappeared instantly, leaving only this silver, oppressive, absolute realm.
Tang Hao let out an angry roar, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, with a terrifying momentum that could split mountains and seas, smashed towards Gu Yuena.
Gu Yuena's eyes were cold, and she didn't dodge or evade the silver dragon claws as she went straight forward to meet them.
"clang!"
The dragon claw and the hammer shadow collided with a loud bang.
There was no real sound, only a terrifying shock wave that exploded as space itself was torn apart and annihilated.
The entire carriage, confined by space, was instantly torn into countless pieces like a fragile cardboard box.
Iron sheets, seats, glass...all substances are broken down into the most basic particles the moment they come into contact with the shock wave.
But this destruction was limited to the confinement of that silver space.
Apart from the spatial confinement, the rest of the train was intact, and even Wu Changkong and others who were under mental control were unaware of it.
The battle between the Silver Dragon King and Tang Hao was so earth-shattering that it made the gods and ghosts weep. The sky was dark and the sun and moon lost their light.
The space confinement seemed to have turned into a chaotic battlefield, with only silver and dark gold lights flashing and colliding wildly.
However, Tang Hao was only a second-level god after all. Facing the first-level god Silver Dragon King in full condition, his power was like water without a source, and he was powerless.
But in just a moment, Tang Hao was blown away by Gu Yuena's claw.
Tang Hao's figure crashed into the barrier of space confinement, causing violent ripples.
"Silver Dragon King! You..." Tang Hao's voice was filled with anger and unwillingness, but more of it was weakness.
He took a deep look at Tang Wulin, whose face was pale and who was almost unable to move under the pressure of divine power, and then looked at Gu Yuena, whose aura was overwhelming. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
Keep the green mountains...
Of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one!
He no longer hesitated, and his figure instantly transformed into a dark golden stream of light. Taking advantage of the slight instability in the space confinement caused by the fierce battle, he forcibly tore a tiny gap, drilled out like a loach, and instantly disappeared into the sky.
"You escaped quickly." Gu Yuena did not use her divine power to continue to maintain the spatial confinement, and let Tang Hao leave.
Looking at the direction where Tang Hao disappeared, a cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes:
"I'll find a chance to deal with you, the wild god, another day."
The focus now is the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King.
Not Tang Hao.
She no longer paid attention to the fleeing Tang Hao, and her gaze was fixed on Tang Wulin below, who was going berserk because the Golden Dragon King blood in his body sensed the aura of the Silver Dragon King.
Gu Yuena took a step forward and appeared in front of Tang Wulin. She stretched out her right hand covered with silver dragon scales and gently patted Tang Wulin on the shoulder.
In an instant, Tang Wulin let out a heart-wrenching howl!
The dragon claw seemed to have the power to extract souls and refine spirits, and an unimaginable pain instantly swept through his body.
He felt that his soul, blood, and even the source of his life were being torn apart by an irresistible force!
Visible to the naked eye, dazzling golden-red rays of light, mixed with countless mysterious and complex golden runes, were forcibly pulled out from Tang Wulin's chest and limbs like blood vessels and chains.
Tang Wulin's body twitched violently, his skin cracked and blood gushed out.
His breath weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye, his eyes quickly lost their luster, and the flame of life was like a candle in the wind.
Gu Yuena turned a blind eye to it, as if she was just handling an object.
In her other hand, a strangely shaped metal device that shone with a silver-gray light appeared at some point.
The golden-red blood containing terrifying power and the golden sealing runes that were forcibly extracted were accurately guided and infused into the device.
Complex patterns appeared on the surface of the device, quickly sealing and stabilizing the violent force.
The whole process only takes a few breaths.
When the last ray of golden-red light and runes were sucked into the device, Gu Yuena didn't even look at Tang Wulin, who was lying on the ground like a torn sack, gasping for breath.
She put away the device containing the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, and there was no emotion on her beautiful face, as if she had just completed a trivial task.
With a flash of silver light, her figure instantly disappeared from the spot.
As she disappeared, the silver space confinement that enveloped the sky and the earth also silently shattered and dissipated like bubbles.
The wind begins to flow again.
The sun shines on the earth again.
The shredded train carriages, the crumbling earth, the twisted cracks in the sky... all traces of the battle seemed to have been wiped out by an invisible hand.
Everything returned to normal in an instant.
The torn carriage was still connected to the train intact, as if it had never been damaged.
Inside the carriage, Wu Zhangkong, Long Bing, Xie Xie, and Xu Xiaoyan stood there in a daze, their eyes regaining clarity, as if they had only been distracted for a moment.
"Huh? Where...we were we just now?" Xie Xie scratched his head, looking confused.
Xu Xiaoyan was also a little confused: "Seems... seems a little dizzy?"
Wu Zhangkong and Long Bing exchanged glances, each seeing a lingering sense of fear and a strong sense of discomfiture in the other's eyes, but they couldn't recall what had happened specifically.
A small part of their memory seemed to have been forcibly erased, leaving only an inexplicable, intense unease.
Tang Wulin, on the other hand, was as pale as paper. He slumped weakly in his seat, drenched in cold sweat and gasping for breath.
He looked down at his intact but aching body, his eyes filled with extreme fear and confusion.
He vaguely remembered a pain that penetrated deep into his bones and the despair of being stripped of everything, but the specific picture was blurry, as if he had experienced an unspeakable nightmare.
Only the empty feeling in his body, without any trace of the golden dragon's restlessness, and the weak feeling as if a large piece of his soul had been dug out, reminded him very clearly that something vital had been lost forever.
The train continued to run smoothly on the track back to Donghai City. The scenery outside the window was picturesque and the sun was shining brightly.
Everything seemed so peaceful.
It was so quiet...breathing.