Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

"Today, I will show you that in my eyes, so-called noble clan members are nothing," Ling Fei said, enunciating every word.

"Heh, it seems you're still full of confidence!" Hearing this, Li Chengfeng smiled faintly. "However, I'm about to show you just how vast the gap between us truly is. In the Empire, my Li Clan reigns supreme. The rest of you are subjects, and you can only submit."

Ling Fei said nothing. His gaze hardened as the Blood Qi in his body churned and condensed.

He was now poised, ready to fight with all his might at any moment.

Li Chengfeng, however, began to walk toward Ling Fei step by step. With each step he took, his aura intensified.

From a distance, he looked like a Monarch on an inspection tour, a supreme might radiating from his body.

That power was enough to make even Shangguan Qingmu, watching from afar, feel a sense of awe.

'Members of the Royal Family condense Dragon Qi and practice the True Dragon Technique. They're on a completely different level from ordinary people. Although Li Chengfeng isn't a Prince himself, he's the son of a Prince, so he's qualified to practice the most basic of the True Dragon Techniques. Ling Fei's chances in this battle are slim!' Seeing Li Chengfeng stride forward like a Monarch, Shangguan Qingmu's heart tightened.

In the Empire, members of the Royal Family were practically untouchable to outsiders.

Watching Li Chengfeng's majestic, powerful stride, even Marquis Yun's eyes showed a hint of envy.

Marquis Yun also shared the Li surname and had Royal Family blood.

Unfortunately, his bloodline was more distant. He belonged to a branch family and was not qualified to practice the True Dragon Technique.

In the Empire, if a member of a branch family were to secretly learn the True Dragon Technique, it would be considered an act of rebellion, a crime punishable by death.

"Make your move!" Li Chengfeng's aura grew stronger and stronger. A powerful presence emanated from his every gesture, pressing down on the space before him. He stared coldly at Ling Fei and spoke, his voice ethereal as if from beyond the heavens, carrying a sacred air. At this moment, he seemed like a being one could only look up to in awe.

Celestial River Nine Swords!

Ling Fei didn't hesitate. His gaze focused, and with a flick of his Long Sword, he slashed toward Li Chengfeng.

SWISH! SWISH!

Sword Qi howled as river after river of swords swept toward Li Chengfeng. The sheer force was enough to crush any Cultivator in the Innate Realm.

An extreme cold erupted along with it, making it seem as if the Void in front of him was about to be sealed in ice.

Faced with such an offensive, even an ordinary Celestial Spirit Realm Cultivator would have to be wary.

But Li Chengfeng's expression didn't change. He took a large step forward, his palm becoming like a blade as he chopped toward the oncoming Sword River.

As Li Chengfeng's palm sliced through the air, Light Patterns flickered, and what looked like Dragon Scales materialized on its surface. In an instant, his ordinary hand had transformed into a Dragon Palm.

True Dragon Gang Qi howled around this Dragon Palm.

This True Dragon Qi resembled furious dragons made of Gang Qi, pouncing toward Ling Fei's Sword River.

Beneath the assault of the furious Gang Qi dragons, the Sword River shattered.

Li Chengfeng's palm then continued its unstoppable trajectory, chopping directly at Ling Fei.

"That's the True Dragon Hand, a Secret Technique of the Royal Family!" Seeing this, Shangguan Qingmu's expression grew solemn from his spot on the distant tower.

"The Royal Family's Secret Techniques truly live up to their reputation!" Han Jing and the other Clan Members all wore grave expressions.

Li Chengfeng's attack seemed casual, but the power behind it sent a chill down their spines.

BANG! BANG!

Loud explosions rang out as one Sword River after another disintegrated. The eight sword strikes Ling Fei had unleashed in an instant were utterly crushed by Li Chengfeng.

Celestial River Ninth Sword—True Dragon Emerges from the Sea!

As the eighth Sword River crumbled, Ling Fei moved, unleashing the Celestial River Ninth Sword.

ROAR!

This time, he channeled all the True Dragon Power in his body. His body followed his sword, truly like a furious dragon emerging from the sea, accompanied by the sound of a dragon's roar from within his very bloodline.

True Dragon Slash!

When Ling Fei's Ninth Sword came out, Li Chengfeng's eyes narrowed. A brilliant light suddenly erupted from his palm as if Dragon Qi was bursting forth.

WHOOSH!

Immediately, his palm seemed to transform into a True Dragon, slashing toward Ling Fei.

From a distance, it looked as if two enraged, coiling dragons were clashing. Terrifying power collided, causing the Sword River to dissipate and the Gang Qi to shatter.

BANG!

As a massive explosion echoed, Li Chengfeng's palm struck Ling Fei's Celestial River Sword. The rampant Gang Qi decimated Ling Fei's Cold Chi Sword Energy.

It seemed as if Ling Fei's own hand was about to be severed.

The strands of Gang Qi were too fierce—both tyrannical and sharp. It was far beyond what Ling Fei could withstand.

Excruciating pain shot through him. The Celestial River Sword fell from Ling Fei's grasp as a tyrannical wave of Gang Qi, like the impact of a giant dragon, slammed into him and sent him flying.

WHOOSH!

Ling Fei's body shot backward like a kite with a snapped string.

His bones began to crack, the Blood Qi in his body roiled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

'A Hand-Transformed Dragon Palm? Martial Arts can reach this level?' Though his body was sent flying and his bones were breaking, Ling Fei's mind was in turmoil. Li Chengfeng's attack had broadened his understanding of the Martial Arts World. He even thought of his own True Dragon Body Refining Technique.

'Can my True Dragon Body Refining Technique also let my body transform into a dragon?' Ling Fei's thoughts raced. 'But my True Dragon Body Refining Technique doesn't include this method. Could it be that the technique I obtained is just an Entry-Level Technique? To transform my body into a dragon form like Li Chengfeng, are there other Cultivation Techniques?'

This thought stirred something within Ling Fei, and he felt a strange sense of excitement.

But at this moment, his body was still flying backward, blood spewing from his mouth. His clothes were torn and stained with blood.

The flesh on his chest and abdomen was a mangled mess, with bone peeking through. It was an incredibly gruesome sight.

"It's over, Brother Fei is done for!" Seeing this, Wu Dapang looked utterly devastated.

"Ling Fei!" Shangguan Yurou cried out in grief.

"Sigh... Members of the Royal Family condense Dragon Qi and practice True Dragon Secret Techniques. Li Chengfeng's combat power is comparable to the Mid Stage of the Celestial Spirit Realm. Ling Fei hasn't even stepped into the Celestial Spirit Realm, so how could he possibly contend with him? It's a pity. With this defeat, he's lost an opportunity. And right now, there's still no word from the Celestial Emperor, which must mean Wan'Er hasn't succeeded in getting an audience." Han Beihai sighed, unable to bear looking at the fighting stage any longer. The sight would only break his heart.

"What a pity!" Vice Dean Zhou's face was also full of regret.

"And so, everything is settled," Marquis Yun said with a smile.

The Marquis of Eastern's eyes gleamed with malice, looking as if he was ready to strike and kill Ling Fei at any moment.

Liu Yi and Liu Changyang beside him were the same.

Liu Ming was a descendant of Liu Changyang.

But Liu Jingyun was Liu Yi's nephew.

They hated Ling Fei to the bone.

"Haha, a boy from a Humble Family actually thought he could fight against us Clan Members," the young men beside them sneered.

THUD!

On the tournament stage, Ling Fei landed in a pathetic heap.

His entire body was wracked with pain and covered in wounds, but he didn't give up. He pushed himself up from the stage with his palm and slowly rose to his feet.

At the same time, he was already circulating the Dragon Qi in his body to begin repairing his injuries.

"You can still get up? It seems your physique is quite strong," Li Chengfeng said, a look of surprise in his eyes.

After all, he had used nearly his full power just now. An attack of that level was enough to leave a Perfect Innate Realm Cultivator grievously wounded and on the verge of death.

The fact that Ling Fei was still alive was a miracle.

This was all because he practiced the True Dragon Body Refining Technique; his physique had long surpassed that of an ordinary person.

Even so, Li Chengfeng's eyes were still filled with contempt as he looked at Ling Fei.

"Now, you should understand the gap between us!" he said haughtily, as if responding to Ling Fei's earlier arrogant words.

"Members of the Royal Family are indeed strong, but that's all. This isn't over between us." After taking a deep breath and regulating his internal energy, Ling Fei looked up, his gaze hardening as he stared directly at Li Chengfeng and spoke, enunciating every word.

"Now, let's have a real showdown!"