Supreme Lord of Towers

"Heh! Let the youngsters have some fun first! You can freely choose young ones to participate in the battle of life and death, but once defeated, they will perish." The Purple Sovereign Commander sneered, the corner of his mouth full of thick mockery.

To him, most of the young cultivators of the Yellow Cloud World were a motley crew.

Those truly heaven-defying existences shouldn't casually appear here.

So, in this battle of life and death, their Dragon Race would surely easily sweep away the Human Race cultivators.

"Humph! Don't underestimate the geniuses of our Human Race, or you'll surely regret it!"

"What's so special about the Dragon Race? This time, those entering the Ancient Ruins for exploration are geniuses from various Immortal Sects in the Southern Heaven Domain, sure to defeat the Dragon Race." Many strong figures coldly laughed, displaying immense confidence.

It's well known that the young cultivators gathered here today are among the elite of their respective Immortal Sect disciples.

Even a large group of genius disciples from the Ziwei Sacred Land had come.

In the Southern Heaven Domain, they are one-in-ten-thousand existences, nearly all having awakened the Celestial Bloodline.

Even facing the Dragon Race, they are not the least bit afraid.

"Really? You bunch of frogs in the well, you truly have no idea just how terrifying we Dragon Race are!

Soon, you'll realize how foolishly ignorant you are." The Purple Sovereign Commander spoke mockingly, looking at everyone as if they were pathetic clowns.

"Commander, let me give this lowly Human Race a proper lesson; they're nothing but trash, and crushing them is as easy as flipping my hand." At this moment, a young strongman from the Purple Gold Dragon Race volunteered, his expression was disdainful to the extreme.

In his eyes, Ye Chen and his group were merely ants that could be easily crushed.

This attitude was truly arrogant.

"Humph! Such arrogance!"

"You foolhardy thing, you really think there's no one from the Southern Heaven Domain?"

"Later, I'll see if you can still be so arrogant." Young geniuses from various Immortal Sects angrily said.

"Shut up! Whoever wants to die first, come out! If you're scared, you can all come at once; I don't mind." That Purple Gold Dragon Race youth sneered, his demeanor extremely arrogant.

His name was Zi Yu, his father was a Nascent Soul Realm expert, so his strength was far superior to ordinary Purple Gold Dragon Race individuals.

Due to this, he didn't take the young geniuses of the Yellow Cloud World seriously.

"Haha! With Brother Zi Yu personally taking action, looks like we have no chance to fight!" A young Red Fire Dragon Race member laughed.

His name was Huo Zhen, and he was also the offspring of a Nascent Soul Realm Dragon Race.

So, he deeply understood how powerful Zi Yu was.

The so-called geniuses of the Yellow Cloud World were nothing but jokes before him.

Only those pure-blood Humans with Nascent Soul Bloodlines were qualified to be Zi Yu's opponents!

"Truly boring! Finding a proper opponent in such a low-level world is not an easy task!" On the side, Huo Feng shook his head, the corner of his mouth filled with thick mockery.

He was the offspring of a Quasi-God expert, with power far stronger than Huo Zhen and Zi Yu.

Even in a Fifth-class Realm, he'd count as a genius.

So, finding an opponent of equal stature in such a Seventh-class Realm as Yellow Cloud World wasn't easy.

"There should be some people in the Five Great Sacred Lands that can fight us." Zi Shan said coldly, his body emanating battle intent.

According to him, the Five Great Sacred Lands had some monstrous existences who not only awakened heaven-defying bloodlines, but their concentration was extremely high.

Such monstrous existences should be qualified to be their opponents.

As for the motley crowd in front of them, they didn't stir even a hint of interest.

"Unless there's an accident, we'll be in this world for a long time, surely having a chance to encounter those monstrous existences, then we can have a good fight." Bai Lie said excitedly.

They entered the Yellow Cloud World mainly for training; only by finding opponents of equal stature could they help themselves grow.

As for ordinary cultivators, no matter how many they killed, it was useless.

Many Dragon Race strongmen grew stronger through battle.

If they stayed too comfortable, they'd easily be eliminated.

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"We've already sent someone out; who dares to challenge?" At this moment, in the sky, the Purple Sovereign Commander coldly laughed.

He was confident in Zi Yu's strength.

After all, the opponent's father was a Nascent Soul Realm expert of the Purple Gold Dragon Race, even he couldn't compete.

So, Zi Yu surely wouldn't be weak.

He couldn't believe someone among this motley crowd could contend with Zi Yu.

"Don't be arrogant; let me defeat you." Suddenly, a young man in white flew out from the crowd, coldly speaking to Zi Yu.

"It's the Saint Son Mo Bai of the Profound Sword Immortal Sect."

"Haha! With Brother Mo Bai's strength, he surely can kill that arrogant dragon race member." The surrounding young geniuses expressed immense joy.

To know, the Profound Sword Immortal Sect is a Second-class Immortal Sect, far stronger than the Azure Sky Immortal Sect.

And Mo Bai, ranked among the top Saint Sons of Profound Sword Immortal Sect, had cultivation at the Peak of Profound Pill Realm, much stronger than Ji Yuan.

With him taking action personally, it should be possible to suppress the Purple Gold Dragon Race individual.

"Just you, such trash, dare to challenge me. Who gave you the courage?

One move, just one move, I can easily crush you." Zi Yu couldn't help but laugh, his expression filled with disdain.

"Braggart, die!" Mo Bai's face suddenly turned extremely somber, with raging anger bursting from his eyes.

He, a dignified Saint Son of a Second-class Immortal Sect, being so underestimated was a nearly unimaginable shame.

Buzz!

In an instant, a surge of extremely powerful mana surged from his body, holding a Battle Sword, charging towards Zi Yu.

In the process, he unleashed his Bloodline Power to the extreme, exploding with the strongest attack.

But against Mo Bai's full attack, Zi Yu's lips were still full of thick mockery, looking at Mo Bai as if looking at a dead man.

"Trash is trash; with this level of strength, not even qualified to hold my shoes, die!" Immediately, a terrifying killing intent burst from Zi Yu's eyes, making souls tremble uncontrollably.

Swoosh!

Then, his dozens of feet tall figure instantly vanished from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was in front of Mo Bai.

Then, dazzling purple light burst out from his right fist, like a blinding small sun, slammed fiercely at Mo Bai!

"No!"

Mo Bai's pupils contracted sharply, his expression shocked to the extreme.

At this moment, he finally understood how powerful Zi Yu was, far beyond what he could withstand.

Unfortunately, everything was too late.

With a fierce sound,

instantly, Mo Bai's body was forcefully exploded by Zi Yu's fist, turning into a mist of blood.