Chapter 411: Single-Hand Dragon Slaying

Chapter 411: Single-Hand Dragon Slaying

Wang Xuan felt a mix of anger and amusement. It was a truly frustrating experience. Had he been reduced to a savage species, with someone attempting to domesticate him and eventually turn him into a ‘barbaric god’?

The beautiful visage of Demon Lord Yan Yan... truly darkened. She was unable to bear it. The peerlessly elegant woman, who had looked down upon the Immortal Realm after sweeping through countless foes, now faced the prospect of being captured and bred for stronger lineage—it was utterly intolerable.

The crushed black armor still managed to emit mechanical sounds. "Respected guest, this is the Challenger's Arena—a fair battleground designed for the selection of supreme beings, emphasizing grand justice. Combatants of similar major realms are matched, making it difficult to capture either one instantly."

"I suggest expelling them to the next domain, which might facilitate effective capture," the mechanical voice droned on, offering a suitable plan to the VIP user.

The blue-haired woman refused, stating, "That would mean I'd have to leave here first and log in from another scene, which is terribly inconvenient. I demand their immediate capture!"

Yan Yan, though seething, maintained her composure to gather more information.

Now, she and Wang Xuan had pieced together part of the truth. The likelihood was high that many supreme beings had perished here. The so-called fair arena bound by rules only dispatched beings of similar realms for combat, yet the supreme beings had failed to overcome it.

The mechanical voice responded, "Apologies. One is a maturing supreme being, and the other is a supreme being cub still in growth. Similar powerful specimens are rare and difficult to gather in their entirety, hence the recommendation to attempt capture in the subsequent scene."

"Silence! Do it now, immediately! As a VIP, I am your god. Hurry up and execute my command!" The young and capricious blue-haired woman insisted on immediate action.

"Very well, I will need to search and see what kind of superspecies samples can be assembled." The mechanical voice rigidly complied with the order.

"Let's capture an otherworldly VIP for research!" The Demon Lord, now completely done waiting around, took action. Proud as she was, she naturally did not want to be spectated as a ’performer’ or ’monkey’ passively awaiting capture.

At that moment, she was enveloped in billions of thunderbolts. It was an ability inherited from her father—commanding thunderstorms as if wielding divine punishment.

Countless lightning bolts morphed into mythical beasts such as undying phoenixes, golden crows, and other auspicious creatures, each a species that had once withstood great heavenly tribulations.

With a light shout, the Demon Lord unleashed endless lightning symbols and summoned myriad spirits to battle alongside her. Leading the charge was a banner with the Godslaying pattern, invincibly empowered by thunder.

With a thunderous crack, she shattered the barrier screen in an instant.

"Alert, the supreme species has mutated! Bloodline talent and divine ability have suddenly increased! Danger level escalated! Activate defenses!" The mechanical voice blared non-stop. From its perspective, it was as if the special glass of a beast enclosure had been suddenly shattered by a ferocious animal, scattering fragments everywhere and impacting the VIPs present.

The golden banner unfurled, attempting to ensnare the spectator trio and eliminate them all at once.

Meanwhile, Wang Xuan's entire body glowed as he summoned his iron crowbar, treating it like a flying sword and propelling it with the supreme mysteries of the Dao-splitting Sword Scripture.

A streak of light, tinged with rust, flew out at incredible speed. The crowbar teleported into a hazy column of light, aiming straight for the woman's chest, poised to pierce through her.

"Hmph!" A cold snort sounded, accompanied by dazzling light. The two males and the female, though shocked, were not frightened and fought back.

Simultaneously, defensive measures were activated. The shattered barrier transformed into splendid auroras, guarding the trio, with the columns of light roaring, ready to whisk them away.

The trio attempted to counterattack, but challenging supreme beings here proved to be arduous. The primary objective was to ensure their own safety; in case of any incident, they would be evacuated first.

With a whoosh, a strand of the woman's blue hair was severed by the golden grid emitted by the Slash God Banner and was swept away.

Wang Xuan's iron crowbar struck the woman's lofty chest with a clear sound, but alas, it was blocked by her special protective suit and impeded by the guardian light, causing it to be repelled.

Three beams of light surged, carrying the trio skyward. They phased through the metallic cabin walls without causing any damage, as if ethereal, letting the columns of light disappear into the distance.

"In the next scene, we shall meet again!" the blue-haired woman called out in a hurry.

"Are you using light-speed escape? If you want to be a cultivator, you need the courage to face challenges yourself," Wang Xuan lamented. Capturing the VIPs directly would have made things much simpler, but they had been forced into a passive escape. He knew it was an unrealistic expectation.

"I will give you a chance," the blue-haired female responded, her final words echoing from the depths of the cosmic void before she completely vanished.

The Demon Lord looked at a strand of blue hair on the ground and remarked, “Not weak!”

His hand began to glow as he employed a technique from the stone tablet scriptures, known as the Apocalypse Fist. It was notoriously difficult to master, but he had recently gotten the hang of it.

With a single punch, the surrounding super-material would be drained dry, as if heralding the end of days for the transcendent world. Every bit of super-material would be desiccated and then absorbed into the fist before being unleashed.

The Celestial Dragon attacked, its form a blur of light. Exuding an unparalleled tyranny and pressure unique to its species, it arrived in an instant before Wang Xuan.

Without hesitation, Wang Xuan unleashed a punch and poured all his might into this decisive strike, ready to obliterate the enemy. Success meant vanquishing the foe; failure, an indication of his inferiority and possibly instant death.

In battles between masters, a fight could sometimes last a day and a night, with each party cautiously probing and attacking.

Yet, often, life and death could be determined in a single moment—a clash without reservations, akin to a collision of physical embodiments of the Dao.

For a moment, countless dragon shadows roared and vibrated the cosmic void, marking the Celestial Dragon's mightiest blow as it danced across the heavens.

Unfortunately, it was met with despair. Upon being struck by the Apocalypse Fist, this supreme dragon of the tenth realm found its super-material and even its vital essence being siphoned away.

With a thunderous roar, the Apocalypse Fist unleashed its fury, causing the Celestial Dragon armor to crack. The dragon's shadow within howled unwillingly, struggling fiercely and unready to dissipate. Wang Xuan's fist, now ablaze with boundless light, transformed into a palm pressing down upon the dragon's head, causing it to tremble until the entire Celestial Dragon armor shattered.

The sample of the Celestial Dragon—a radiant dragon-shaped light—exploded and vanished into nothingness.

Wang Xuan gasped for breath, feeling a tad weary. Of course, he breathed in super-matter and not air, while acknowledging the challenge of facing a tenth-realm creature.

"Superspecies are indeed tough to kill."

From the depths of the cosmos, columns of light were about to descend again. They had reestablished contact with the ancient spaceship after receiving information from the ship.

The guests fell silent. Two superspecies had been slain in front of them, while the 'youngling' responsible for it hadn't taken any damage and still had the energy to utter words like these.

"Are you humblebragging, or are you flaunting your regret?" The black armor liquefied and reassembled into a curvaceous female form.

Wang Xuan's expression darkened. "Are you ever going to stop?!"

Then, he charged forward in an attempt to break apart the superspecies, indifferent to its nature and gender.

A superspecies enveloped in a shower of pure light entered the armor, exuding an unmatched sanctity. This sample was incredibly powerful, even more than the dragons he had faced earlier.

Yet, in the fierce battle that followed, she was smashed into pieces, while the sample—a bright light shadow—was obliterated.

"Is there no end to this?!" Wang Xuan panted heavily, his chest heaving as if on fire. Killing three tenth-realm entities had indeed taken its toll, leaving him utterly exhausted.

He used the scripture from the Golden Bamboo Slips to rejuvenate his spirit and body, trying to maintain his peak condition.

Fortunately, this time, the armor did not reassemble. The mechanical voice announced, "After assessment and identification, this superspecies' bloodline is inherently brutal, bloodthirsty, and belligerent. It is not recommended for purchase by our distinguished guests. After extracting information on its sample in the next venue, it is advisable to destroy it."

"You're already shattered, and you still dare to mock me?" Wang Xuan strode forward and unleashed the Apocalypse Fist, while quietly stimulating the red matter within his body, intending to utterly destroy the armor.

"Danger, warning, savage creature... suspected of going berserk!" With a loud bang, the fragments of the armor further exploded and then liquefied, disappearing into the ground.

On the other side, Demon Lord Yan Yan had also slain three superspecies samples, conclusively ending the battle without any more creatures emerging to fight them.

"Let's go, capture that blue-haired woman. I'll cultivate her in turn and make her breed offspring for me," said the Demon Lord. Her high heels stepped over the toughened living-metal arena, leaving behind terrifying little holes.

"What if she captures us instead?" Wang Xuan felt it wise to be modest and subtle, fearing Yan Yan might be too overconfident in their situation.

Yan Yan turned back with a light and radiant smile. "Are you perhaps looking forward to that?"

"No, absolutely not! Let's go, we're going to capture that blue-haired woman!" Wang Xuan immediately set off with firm steps forward.