Supreme Lord of Towers

Whoosh!

In the next moment, Ye Chen's figure flashed and flew towards Zi Yu.

"Ye Chen, it's Ye Chen!"

"Great! Ye Chen is finally stepping up to battle! He is sure to restore some dignity for our Human Race."

The talented disciples from various Immortal Sects were all brimming with excitement.

The news of Ye Chen slaying Chi Feng had long spread throughout the Ancient Ruins.

Any cultivator who had stayed within the Ancient Ruins knew how terrifying Ye Chen's power was.

So, everyone couldn't help but pin their hopes on Ye Chen.

"Hmph! That wretched brat is actually planning to fight, truly overestimating himself! He doesn't even know his own strength." Ye Zhong couldn't help but sneer, his mouth full of mockery.

Although he knew that Ye Chen had killed Ye Fei and Ji Mengxuan, he was unaware that Ye Chen had also defeated Chi Feng.

After all, everyone had just come out of the Ancient Ruins recently and hadn't had time to spread this information.

For this reason, he didn't believe that Ye Chen could be a match for Zi Yu.

Moreover, within the Purple Gold Dragon Race, there was an offspring of a Quasi-God far stronger than Zi Yu.

Therefore, Ye Chen battling the Dragon Race was akin to seeking his own death.

"Ha! Brother Zhong, this is a good thing for us! If that wretched brat dies at the hands of the Dragon Race, it saves us a lot of trouble!" Ji Liang beside him sneered, looking as if he was watching a good show.

"Exactly! This is that wretch's own doing; he can't blame anyone else! This time, even the Human King Hall can't save him!" Ye Zhong grinned ferociously.

This time, the duel between the Human Race and the Dragon Race was a life-and-death battle, with older generation powerhouses unable to intervene.

Therefore, once Ye Chen was defeated by the Dragon Race, even Bai Yuan couldn't save him.

He could only blame himself for being foolish, not even knowing his own strengths.

...

"Haha, now there's a good show to watch! Just relying on trash like Ye Chen to compete against the Dragon Race is simply dreaming." At this moment, an Elder from the Tuoba Clan couldn't help but laugh, looking at Ye Chen as if he were a dead man.

"Hmph! This ignorant fool truly has no self-awareness whatsoever.

I want to see what he plans to use to fight against the Dragon Race!" Tuoba Xiong sneered coldly beside him.

One must know, Zi Yu's strength, while not as powerful as Zi Shan, had already reached four hundred million Tiger Power in physical prowess.

He wanted to crush trash like Ye Chen, which could be done with the utmost ease.

And this was precisely what Tuoba Xiong was eager to see.

"Grand Elder, look, Ye Chen has stepped into the battle. I really can't fathom who gave him the courage." A Hundred Flowers Immortal Sect Elder beside Hua Qingyu couldn't help but sneer.

"Good, very good! Today, this place will be the burial ground for this little beast." Hua Qingyu said with a sinister expression.

Even she hadn't expected Ye Chen to choose to battle the Dragon Race.

Could it be that this waste truly believed he could defeat the Dragon Race?

This was simply dreaming.

But none of that mattered.

As long as Ye Chen died here today, it would be fine.

...

Whoosh!

At this moment, Ye Chen was already suspended in the sky a few hundred feet away from Zi Yu, facing him off.

"Ha! Another one seeking death!" Zi Yu looked at Ye Chen with extreme disdain, as if gazing at an ant that could be crushed at will.

"The one dying today is you!" Ye Chen coldly declared, as dazzling golden divine light erupted from his body, forming a massive three-hundred-meter-tall golden flood dragon behind him.

"It's the Golden Flood Dragon Technique of Overlord Body Peak. This Ye Chen's body refining talent is truly heaven-defying! So young, yet he has already perfected the Golden Flood Dragon Technique!" Many of the older generation

powerhouses couldn't help but exclaim.

Especially Tuoba Xiong, whose face turned extremely ghastly, as if he had swallowed a large pile of dead flies.

You must know, his nephew Tuoba You, despite his high body refining talent, had spent several decades to cultivate the Golden Flood Dragon Technique to the First Layer.

Yet, Ye Chen, having joined Overlord Body Peak for only a few years, had already perfected the Golden Flood Dragon Technique.

This was like a fantastical tale.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Tuoba Xiong wouldn't have believed it.

"Hmph! So what if this little beast has mastered the Golden Flood Dragon Technique? The body can only gain two hundred million Tiger Power, which could never stand against that Purple Gold Dragon Race." Hua Qingyu sneered, her expression full of disdain.

To her knowledge, mastering the Golden Flood Dragon Technique granted two hundred million Tiger Power to the body.

This was already remarkable within the Profound Pill Realm cultivators of the Yellow Cloud World.

However, Ye Chen's opponent was a Purple Gold Dragon Race, and a Nascent Soul Realm offspring at that, with an incredibly formidable physical body.

So, even with two hundred million Tiger Power, it was futile.

"Ha! I didn't expect you to be somewhat competent; no wonder you dare to be so arrogant in front of me!

However, you think such physical power is enough to contend with me? How utterly foolish." Zi Yu said playfully, not even considering Ye Chen a challenger.

He had fought with many pure-blood Human Race members, whose physical prowess surpassed Ye Chen's by far.

So, Ye Chen's level of physical power before him was just a joke.

"Get over here and die!" A terrifying killing intent suddenly erupted from Ye Chen's eyes, his tone incredibly assertive and domineering.

"Trash, since you wish to die so much, I shall grant your wish." Zi Yu's face suddenly turned exceedingly grim, and with a flash, he charged towards Ye Chen.

He originally thought that after killing Mo Bai, it would instill fear among the younger generation of cultivators present.

But he hadn't expected Ye Chen not only was unafraid of him, but also dared to belittle him.

To him, this was an absolute humiliation.

Therefore, today he must make Ye Chen regret living in this place.

Swipe!

Zi Yu's speed was incredibly fast, within moments, he had appeared before Ye Chen.

His towering figure, tens of feet tall, radiated dazzling purple light, as he swung his fist violently at Ye Chen.

Crack, crack.

The power was just too terrifying, wherever it passed, space was directly shattered, creating massive spatial rifts.

Even strong fighters like Ye Fei and Ji Mengxuan wouldn't be able to withstand such a horrifying attack.

However, Ye Chen's expression remained as calm as a still water, not even bothering to glance at Zi Yu.

Roar!

In the next moment, the gigantic golden flood dragon, three hundred meters in length, behind him, swung its immense body like a great mountain ridge, slashing fiercely at Zi Yu.