Nine Heavens Martial Emperor

"That... that looks like the very essence of Lin Wu’s techniques! For Lin Hao to reproduce them now... it’s terrifying!" The watching experts were shaken, crying out in shock.

"The Harmony Dragon Performance Skill! He’s actually seized Lin Wu’s creation, and he wields it even better than Lin Wu himself!"

In the distance, Di Xieqing’s eyes flickered. She was deeply shocked by the sight.

"He is a true prodigy." Even Yun Boyang was moved, uttering these words.

Everyone had just witnessed the power of the Blood Sun. Even the Realm Master had found it difficult to handle.

Although the Realm Master might not have been using his full strength at the time, the terrifying power of the Blood Sun was plain to see.

Now, the Blood Sun was using blood-colored Divine Chains to form an inescapable cage, a sight even more terrifying than before.

But Lin Hao, using Lin Wu’s Secret Skill, had manifested a Purple Dragon that annihilated the blood-colored Divine Chains with a single whip of its tail. It was utterly terrifying!

The Purple Dragon pulsed, tearing open the void as it charged toward the Ten Thousand Blood Demon Emperor.

Hongmeng Purple Qi and Chaos True Essence swirled around it. The single strike seemed to drain the very life from the surrounding area.

That place had become the Purple Dragon’s domain.

A martial domain was taking shape.

Even without using the Power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Lin Hao was terrifying beyond measure.

This strike possessed a heaven-defying divine might, an imperious power capable of shattering the very heavens.

Even the Ten Thousand Blood Demon Emperor had no choice but to be cautious.

His eyes shifted. The Blood Sun instantly appeared above the Purple Dragon and smashed down upon it.

He didn’t use the blood-colored Divine Chains again, knowing they were useless against the Purple Dragon.

The Purple Dragon suddenly shifted and vanished from the sky!

The Blood Sun’s attack struck nothing but air.

"What... What just happened?!"

A collision between the Blood Sun and the Purple Dragon should have unleashed a cataclysmic shockwave. The experts had already thrown themselves to the ground, summoning their Spiritual Artifacts to brace for the impact.

But this sudden turn of events was beyond anyone’s expectations.

The Purple Dragon had simply vanished.

It had vanished right as the Blood Sun bore down on it.

It defied all imagination.

Yun Boyang’s eyes narrowed sharply.

"A dragon stands above all creation. It can be massive or minuscule, visible or unseen. It can battle across the nine heavens and hold dominion over the ten lands. I never thought Lin Hao could already manifest it to such a degree. Truly, the younger generation is something to be feared. Something to be feared indeed."

He murmured, a strange light glinting in his eyes.

The Ten Thousand Blood Demon Emperor’s expression changed.

Having lived for countless ages, he naturally knew more than Yun Boyang.

In his mind, the terror of his Blood Sun Secret Skill was second to none. Yet, the Purple Dragon had managed to stealthily slip away right under its oppressive power. The thought sent a tremor through his heart.

BOOM!

Suddenly, the Purple Dragon reappeared—this time, above the Blood Sun. It thrust out its two claws, so massive they blotted out the sky.

As the two claws descended, the void itself seemed to hiss, as if being torn asunder.

KENG!

In an instant, the two claws struck the Blood Sun, producing a terrifying, resonant clang.

The next moment, the claws began to pull apart, as if intending to rip the Blood Sun in two.

It wasn’t just an intention—it was actually happening!

A dragon’s roar erupted, its might shaking the nine heavens and ten lands.

The next moment, the Blood Sun was torn right down the middle!

The Purple Dragon, Tearing the Sun!

It was a terrifying sight that left no one unshaken.

But the Ten Thousand Blood Demon Emperor’s terror was not to be underestimated.

The very instant the Blood Sun was torn apart, a blood-colored bone sword shot out from its center.

The sheer bloodlust emanating from this sword was so intense it suffocated the experts watching from the edge of the domain.

At the same time, the sword exuded an overwhelmingly terrifying presence.

Nearly everyone trembled uncontrollably in the face of such power.

Its oppressive might struck terror into their very souls!

When the blood-colored bone sword appeared, even Yun Boyang was so shocked he couldn’t regain his composure.

"A Quasi-Emperor’s bone! He’s refined the spine of a Quasi-Emperor into a bone sword!"

The remains of a Quasi-Emperor are practically indestructible. A bone sword refined from such remains, even if it isn’t one of the Emperor’s Soldiers, is nearly as powerful.

Moreover, who knew how many eons the Ten Thousand Blood Demon Emperor had spent nurturing this bone? Its terrifying power was beyond conventional understanding.

The moment the blood-colored sword—forged from a Quasi-Emperor’s bone—appeared, Lin Hao felt its presence most keenly.

His body had already achieved a hallowed state; not even a Tier Six or Tier Seven Spiritual Artifact could harm him in the slightest. Yet, the moment the Quasi-Emperor Bone Sword appeared, Lin Hao felt an intense, suffocating pressure.

He was currently inside the Purple Dragon, yet he could still feel such an oppressive force. If he were outside the dragon’s protection, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The Purple Dragon once again vanished into the void.

Lin Hao’s Divine Soul was capable of fading into nothingness. As the saying goes, master one art, and you master them all. With his consciousness now controlling the Purple Dragon, he could naturally make it fade into nothingness as well.

Furthermore, the Harmony Dragon Performance Skill itself contained techniques for concealing one’s aura.

More importantly, Lin Hao had also incorporated the technique he had learned from the turtle egg.

It was safe to say that the Harmony Dragon Performance Skill in his hands was countless times more powerful than when Lin Wu wielded it.

The Purple Dragon vanished, and the Quasi-Emperor Bone Sword slashed toward the heavens.

An unparalleled shockwave spread out. A power so immense it defied imagination threatened to break free from the Third Layer of the Divinity Realm.

This time, it wasn’t just the power of the Spirit Transformation Realm reawakening; a wisp of an emperor’s might was also spreading through the air.

A Quasi-Emperor was terrifying beyond compare. While not a Great Emperor, they still possessed Heaven-Burning power!

The Realm Master transformed into a giant, standing tall between heaven and earth. Facing such an attack, he pressed his palms together and slowly pushed forward. Ancient runes flickered around him as wisps of Chaos Qi began to materialize.

Although the attack had not yet broken through the confines of this world, the signs were terrifying. If left unopposed, it would surely succeed.

Even the Realm Master was treating this sword strike with the utmost caution.

But then, he abruptly vanished from the void, as if he had never been there at all.

"Ah! What’s happening?!"

"Could it be? The Realm Master knew he was no match and retreated without a fight?"

"Heavens! If that sword strike lands, this outer region will be cleaved in two! Order will collapse, and we’ll all perish out here!"

These experts were all exceptionally powerful individuals; otherwise, they would not have been able to remain here this long.

But now, nearly every one of them was filled with regret.

The pressure from the deployed Quasi-Emperor Bone Sword pinned them in place. Even though they were in the outer region, they couldn’t flee. They were completely trapped.

Just as despair filled everyone’s faces, the Quasi-Emperor Bone Sword, which had been slashing toward the heavens, suddenly paused and changed its target.

At that same moment, the experts sensed a terrifying pressure no less powerful than the sword’s, emanating from the very direction the blade now turned.

A lone figure stood there, looking as if he had existed since the dawn of time.

This time, there were no Divine Chains wrapped around him, no ancient runes flickering at his side, yet he seemed more terrifying than ever before.

Who else could that person be but Lin Hao.

The Martial Artists didn’t understand why Lin Hao was emanating such pressure. Prostrate on the ground, they could only stare with wide eyes, holding their breath.

Everyone had a premonition: Lin Hao was about to unleash his true power. A world-shaking battle was about to begin.