Chapter 508: Clash of Divine Titans

Hahaha——

Crimson streams of light interwove high above, reflecting off countless leaden clouds.

The Temple Spirit had revived while the Bizarre Temple expanded; with chaos gripping the mortal realm, peace had long since vanished.

Li Che stood atop the City Tower of Jin Guang Mansion, his raven hair whipping wildly as he donned the adorable Cute Cow Mask and transformed into the Ogre.

When it came to dispatching foes, he preferred to operate in his Ogre guise.

Eerie mists roiled relentlessly, lashing at the city walls as if trying to invade and completely devour Jingguang City.

Now, Jingguang City lay utterly deserted.

Even the once-bustling Mountain Gate of the Divine Sect Branch had long been abandoned, with no one daring to linger.

After all, the Bizarre Temple was undergoing a cataclysmic transformation—once swallowed by the Bizarre Temple, who knew what horrors might follow?

Thus, when Li Che ordered Nan Lihuo, Feng Zhiqi, and the others to evacuate the civilians and cultivators from Jingguang Mansion, they encountered hardly any resistance.

In the face of life and death, everyone’s aims and resolve were crystal clear.

Even the aristocratic families departed without a hint of hesitation, leaving the once-vibrant city eerily silent.

Earlier, XiXi had driven out the cultivators of the Pantheon, but now her actions seemed almost superfluous.

Yet sometimes events unfold beyond all expectations.

Who could have predicted that the Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple—with its Four Exalted Transformations into Three Purities—would choose to consume Jingguang City?

Hahaha——

Howling winds and swirling torrents roared incessantly.

Beside Li Che stood three Xuanzhen Supreme figures—Fang Han Shu, Xuanzhen Supreme, and Jia Lou Supreme—all sporting masks of the Underworld heroes.

Also present were peerless ferocious beasts: Fan Hai Jiuying and the Fiery Void Calamity!

Within the city, amidst endless eerie mists, menacing silhouettes danced wildly.

Surround the divine! Triumph through sheer numbers!

When you can gang up, there’s no need for one-on-one duels.

Li Che never cared for martial decorum.

After all, facing a deity—even one only just revived—required his full might.

In truth, Li Che was locked in a one-on-one struggle.

After all, these Spiritual Confinement beings…

were not human; they were merely forces under Li Che’s command!

Once again, Li Che stood alone against a deity!

Suddenly, Li Che leaned forward as if plunging from the city walls in a single bound.

He tore through the eerie mists and crashed headlong into their midst.

Fang Han Shu and the other supremes swiftly followed.

Buzz——

It was as if a spatial force vibrated—white chess pieces drifted like falling snow. In a flash, Li Che and his companions vanished.

Dragon Island!

The island sat amid the raging Jiulong River, whose turbulent waters had never calmed; they roared and crashed against the island, sending sprays of water in every direction!

Towering stone mountains bore dried traces of blood, either washed clean by rain or perhaps devoured by some unspoken horror within.

Deep within a stone mountain, the Young Dragon Emperor sat in meditation—an inner realm where endless tides of seawater churned.

The once-magnificent Dragon Palace now lay in ruins, its shattered dragon coffin a testament to faded glory.

Alone amid the rubble, the Young Dragon Emperor could only sit in silent desolation, his face dark and cold as divine aura spilled forth, oppressive and suffocating.

The unique environment of Dragon Island mimicked the effect of Qitian Outer City, dampening but not completely negating celestial will—leaving room only for those at the Second Calamity or Third Tribulation level.

The Young Dragon Emperor now felt imprisoned within the stone mountain of Dragon Island.

He could not leave either Dragon Island or the stone mountain; to do so would trigger the binding of cosmic will.

Only when the Third Prince’s Temple Spirit awakens and draws the attention of celestial arbiters, can the Young Dragon Emperor burst forth from the stone mountain, charge into the Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple, and ultimately into the boundless Bizarre Temple to reclaim his freedom.

Hahahaha——

Inside the stone mountain, seawater boiled furiously, bubbles erupting in relentless fury.

Suddenly.

The Young Dragon Emperor opened his eyes.

His golden, vertical pupils blazed with brilliant light, as if gilded.

From the ruins of the Dragon Palace, he fixed his gaze on the turbulent sea, where one after another, black chess pieces—like stones hurled into chaos—whirled and tumbled.

One, two, three…

The sheer multitude of black chess pieces was staggering.

They floated densely among the waves, intertwining with fractures in the stone mountain that refracted light into a dazzling spectrum, reminiscent of a starlit sky.

The Young Dragon Emperor’s blue hair danced like sea grass as he watched the black chess pieces, each one a defiant stone thrown at an impossible task.

Suddenly,

Within his eyes, the black chess pieces swelled and twisted, displacing the water to form crashing waves.

They transformed into figure after figure—each cloaked in Black Robe and exuding the ominous aura of Spiritual Confinement.

Every masked figure released an intertwined blend of divine calamity, their cold gazes fixated disdainfully on the Young Dragon Emperor amid the ruins.

Seawater exploded with fury, and burning, torrid blood danced like demonic dragons and colossal beasts—as if a huge blade had slashed through the water, creating a vacuum.

Yet there emerged a figure in Black Robe, adorned with the adorable Cute Cow Mask and wild, raven hair.

Li Che, arms crossed, his Ogre form swelling to three meters, hovered above the turbulent sea within the stone mountain, locking eyes with the Young Dragon Emperor in a surreal stare-down.

Buzzing——

Beside Li Che, black chess pieces writhed and transformed into looming figures.

They wore masks of Ma Mian, Divine Monkey, Thunder Dragon, a dual-toned Underworld Yama, the flame-engulfed Ghost Emperor, and the fiercely burning Diting mask…

The Underworld Crew!

Every member had mobilized!

They surged forward like an army, unleashing a terrifying mass of force and overwhelming pressure.

The Underworld Crew, the Spiritual Confinement heroes!

It was as if a legion had descended!

Two razor-sharp dragon horns on the Young Dragon Emperor sliced through the void, with flashes of lightning dancing along their tips.

His serpent-like dragon eyes fixed on the multitude of Underworld Crew figures, their silhouettes glowing like a radiant galaxy.

“Underworld…”

The Young Dragon Emperor narrowed his eyes, his voice as cold as ice.

He was no stranger to the Underworld; after all, Li Che—the one who had slain the myriad dragons of Dragon Island and thwarted his resurrection plan—originated from there.

Moreover, Li Che was surely hidden among them now.

The Young Dragon Emperor had long sensed Li Che’s inevitable return; even a brief encounter had revealed Li Che’s volatile nature.

Yet he hadn’t expected Li Che to return so swiftly.

“It figures… The Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple is nearly complete in its transformation into Three Purities. Once accomplished, I can break into the Bizarre Temple and roam the skies—who can stop me!”

“So Li Che and the Underworld plan to strike me down before the Bizarre Temple finalizes its Four Exalted Transformations into Three Purities—using celestial power to massacre a deity. Typical move.”

A mocking laugh escaped the Young Dragon Emperor, laced with scorn and disdain.

Slaughter a deity?

That Li Che…

He was truly bold!

Deities aren’t so easily slain!

Slowly, the Young Dragon Emperor rose from the ruins, spreading his arms wide as intricate Divine Marks of the Great Way materialized and cascaded down like chains suspended in midair.

Boom——

Terrifying torrents of blood-like energy crashed through the seawater, shattering it with their overwhelming force!

Hahahaha——

As if a freezing current erupted from behind him, a massive, shadowy golden dragon emerged from swirling clouds.

Its head peeked out from the mists, strikingly real!

An indescribable divine aura pressed down, and even Li Che felt a crushing weight that vibrated through his very flesh.

In a daze, it felt as though a true divine dragon had descended, imposing an overwhelming intimidation!

“Divinity…”

“Just a recently revived, dead deity. You’re nothing but a Temple Spirit.”

Beneath his Ogre mask, Li Che’s cool voice resonated.

Beside him, Fang Han Shu, Xuanzhen Supreme, and Jia Lou Supreme unleashed their supreme auras, with Divine Marks of the Great Way appearing to shield them against the onslaught of the Young Dragon Emperor’s divine power.

A deity, huh…

Fang Han Shu’s eyes glittered mysteriously under his Hunter Assassin mask.

Li Che’s target was clear: to massacre such beings. It was no wonder he didn’t count killing Xuanzhen Supreme and Jia Lou Supreme as his highest honor.

For Li Che had grander glory to achieve!

To complete the feat of slaughtering a deity in the mortal realm!

Even if it was only a Temple Spirit!

But this Temple Spirit was no mere fragment of the Bizarre Temple’s will—it was a true, revived deity!

Crash, crash——

With robes flapping wildly, Xuanzhen Supreme and Jia Lou Supreme had long slipped into numbness…

A deity… was that really Li Che’s target?

Even they would stand no chance against such an existence!

They were simply not on the same level!

Even if the Young Dragon Emperor could only manifest the power of a Second Calamity or Third Tribulation cultivator, his divine foundation and battle prowess rivaled that of a Third Tribulation supreme!

“Mortals who seek to slay deities may be suppressed by celestial will, but now that I’ve revived, you dare challenge me? Your nerve is… truly something.”

The Young Dragon Emperor’s bare form now bore a layer of golden armor, woven entirely from dragon scales!

Li Che, behind his Ogre mask, regarded the Young Dragon Emperor with cool indifference.

Members of the Underworld Crew—Ma Mian, Divine Monkey, Thunder Dragon, and others manifested as Li Che’s Painted Immortal Clones—amplified his overall might even if they couldn’t match his true strength.

Step by step, the Young Dragon Emperor ascended, with divine visions looming behind him like a dragon surveying the mortal world!

The oppressive aura was overwhelming!

From beneath his Ogre mask, Li Che exhaled deeply.

Then, his voice boomed like thunder:

“Kill!”

When those words fell, the atmosphere within Dragon Island’s stone mountain transformed completely!

Countless jets of seawater exploded, enveloping the area in a mist!

The Spiritual Confinement forces, suspended midair, sprang into action!

Fang Han Shu, Xuanzhen Supreme, and Jia Lou Supreme unhesitatingly unleashed their Divine Marks of the Great Way, their potent divine energy surging forth to strike the Young Dragon Emperor!

A massive battle—

Exploded violently!

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Booming——!!!

The divine aura of the Young Dragon Emperor erupted; the stone mountain trembled, fissures widening as surging cosmic energy burst skyward!

Because the Bizarre Temple was undergoing the dramatic Four Exalted Transformations into Three Purities, Jingguang Mansion was doomed to be consumed by it.

Thus, the civilians, nobles, and esteemed families of Jin Guang Mansion fled en masse, retreating like a soaring dragon along the Main Road toward distant provinces.

Meanwhile, many lingered along the banks of the Jiulong River, watching in shock as the tumult of divine energy from the Bizarre Temple’s transformation ignited countless cultivators’ inner divine power.

They gazed upward to witness unprecedented changes on Dragon Island!

Divine aura burst into the skies, stirring the very fabric of cosmic will.

“Within Dragon Island… has the Young Dragon Emperor unleashed his divine aura?”

“Why?”

“The Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple hasn’t yet completed its transformation. Why then does he suddenly revolt?”

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Forces from every major faction in the mortal realm—the Pantheon, Purple Mansion Divine Sect, Purple Bamboo Forest, Western Lands of Buddhism, Witch God Mountain, and others—masked their disbelief.

Inside a lavish carriage,

the maiden Su Da drew aside the curtain, her graceful form swaying; behind her walked Third Prince Lü Litong.

Lü Litong’s body trembled as he longed to escape, but the noble consort would not permit it.

Despair overcame him as he sensed an almost unbearable pressure emanating from Consort Su.

This noble consort was no ordinary woman!

“The Young Dragon Emperor’s divine aura has erupted… It seems another fierce battle has ignited within the stone mountain!”

Su Da narrowed her eyes.

She was no fool—provoke the Young Dragon Emperor to unleash his full divine aura, and your opponent will be no weakling.

A swirling white energy coalesced around Su Da, transforming into a white fox that darted out, streaking across the void.

In just a few breaths, it collided with Dragon Island.

Then, like mist, it merged seamlessly with the island.

In an instant…

Su Da’s eyes burst forth with radiant brilliance.

Her gaze reflected a white luminescence, revealing a scene in the nearby void.

It was as if the flick of a fox’s tail summoned images from deep within the stone mountain.

The fierce battle to slay deities was suddenly laid bare for all mortals to see!

A smile touched Su Da’s beautiful face.

Third Prince Lü Litong trembled in disbelief, all too familiar with the Underworld Crew.

“Is this… the Underworld?”

“Hiss hiss hiss!”

“The Underworld has deployed its full forces… planning to massacre deities?!”

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Bang bang bang bang——!!!

Inside the stone mountain,

terrifying explosions reduced vast amounts of seawater to mist; chaotic Divine Marks of the Great Way lashed out like frenzied chains, shattering space around them!

The boiling energy shook heavens and earth; the overpowering divine aura surged as the golden dragon-scaled armor of the Young Dragon Emperor clanged mightily.

That was his divine legion—over ten days in the making while Li Che prepared his counter, the deity was far from idle.

At the very least, his divine legion had been summoned back from the void!

Unleashing his raw divine aura in full force, he swept out in a crushing display that collided with the combined might of the three supreme beings.

Fang Han Shu, Xuanzhen Supreme, and Jia Lou Supreme united their strength, yet they were no match for the Young Dragon Emperor, whose divine aura suppressed them before his enormous golden dragon claw smashed down with brutal precision, crushing all in its path!

Thwack, thwack, thwack!

Xuanzhen Supreme and Jia Lou Supreme roared, as divine symbols soared skyward; yet, with one move, they exploded into fragments!

Though the Young Dragon Emperor only exhibited the power of a Second Calamity or Third Tribulation cultivator, his might was so overwhelming it could easily crush a Tribulation-level supreme!

Bang!

Fang Han Shu braced against the raging Haoran River, only to be blasted apart!

The Young Dragon Emperor sneered condescendingly; in his eyes, even mortal supremes were nothing more than oversized insects.

In his prime, when his Divine Flame blazed atop the divine altar, even a mere leak of aura could pulverize these so-called supremes.

Roar——!!!

A thunderous roar split the skies as Fan Hai Jiuying surged forward, accompanied by the Fiery Void Calamity, while Li Che summoning yet another three-headed beast, and even Guai Li Zhu Huai appeared.

The three monstrous beasts formed a terrifying killing formation!

Waves of demonic energy raged and interwove, and a burst of blinding light materialized—a gray, demonic spike, entirely formed of malicious energy!

Intricate Divine Marks of the Great Way wove over the spike, transforming it into a razor-sharp spear aimed squarely at the Young Dragon Emperor clad in golden armor!

This was a condensed formation of the Ten Demons—formed by merely three monstrous entities (two of supreme level and one at the Second Calamity or Third Tribulation level)!

Though the formation was flawed, its lethal momentum was undeniably terrifying!

The spike tore through the void, its immense force sweeping across unfathomable distances, devastating everything in its path!

“What a formation!”

The Young Dragon Emperor’s keen eyes glittered. As a deity, he had witnessed many formations—yet this one astonished him.

For the power it unleashed rivaled that of a Third Tribulation supreme!

“Too bad… such a formation harbors fatal flaws!”

The Young Dragon Emperor shook his head, clenching his fist as a dragon punch erupted; his terrifying divine aura repelled every assault as he slammed it viciously into the spike!

Boom——

Thunderous roars shook the stone mountain!

Molten energy burst forth as if clashing with demonic forces, lighting up the surroundings with spectacular brilliance!

Boom——!!!

The formation’s power, rivaling that of a Third Tribulation supreme, was halted by the Young Dragon Emperor!

Frowning, the Young Dragon Emperor’s gaze burned with defiance as he surged forward, his speed nearly impossible to track, colliding into Guai Li Zhu Huai—a massive golden dragon spear in hand—and sweeping down with terrifying force!

Guai Li Zhu Huai, possessing only the might of a Second Calamity cultivator, was the weak point of this monstrous formation.

Once that flaw was exploited with relentless assault, the formation crumbled!

Boom——

Raging bursts of water vapor soared as if boiled by scorching dragon blood—like a golden divine dragon shattering the mists with powerful strides, stamping his golden spear down!

Guai Li Zhu Huai was impaled and killed; a tremor from the golden spear sent Fan Hai Jiuying and the Fiery Void Calamity flying, their monstrous forms splattering with demonic blood and energy fragments!

They were flung hundreds of feet, crashing into the stone wall where Divine Marks of the Great Way clung like chains holding it together.

Bang bang——

Two monstrous beasts were shattered into fragments!

The Young Dragon Emperor gripped his golden dragon spear single-handedly, standing at the heart of the killing formation with his spear held high.

His blue hair whipped about as he sneered.

“If this is your trump card for god-slaying, then you clearly…”

“You’re underestimating the gods, aren’t you?”

The indifferent words from the Young Dragon Emperor rang out as his golden dragon eyes fixed on Li Che behind the Ogre mask.

It was as if he had instantly locked onto the Ogre, sensing every nuance of Li Che’s aura.

His raven hair roared with fierce intensity.

“Or are you planning to use these worthless minions to wear me down, forcing me to reveal powers beyond that of a cultivator—enough to trigger the cosmic will and have you annihilated?”

The Young Dragon Emperor sneered, his arrogant eyes filled with disdain.

Suddenly,

He gripped his golden spear tightly, his eyes narrowing.

Then, he swiftly turned his gaze toward where, against all odds, those figures that he had reduced to oblivion were reassembling.

There…

Ink-dark silhouettes began to coalesce once more.

Fang Han Shu, Xuanzhen Supreme, Jia Lou Supreme, and Fan Hai Jiuying, along with other monstrous beings, reformed.

The Young Dragon Emperor tilted his head, astonishment shining in his dragon eyes.

“Resurrected from the dead?”

“No! They were dead all along!”

Shock flashed across the Young Dragon Emperor’s eyes!

Yet earlier he had been certain these beings possessed living flesh and souls—truly alive!

They had been as genuine as any living creature!

His dragon eyes clenched before suddenly widening as a cold dread swept over him.

“This method… such a technique…”

“The Master of the Nether?!”

The Young Dragon Emperor abruptly lifted his head, staring at Li Che—suspended above the stone mountain with arms crossed behind his Ogre mask.

To command the dead in such a fashion…

Could it be that the Master of the Nether himself?

Impossible!

The Young Dragon Emperor shook his head violently. No mortal could possibly be the Master of the Nether!

There was no way he could be connected—otherwise, how would this mortal have attained Martial Immortal cultivation?!

How else could he roam freely on earth without inviting the cosmic will’s annihilation!

Li Che’s eyes grew dark as he fixed his gaze on the Young Dragon Emperor; the mud pellet at his brow split open to reveal the brilliance of his Star Plucking Gaze as he analyzed his opponent’s fighting style and tactics.

The Young Dragon Emperor’s exclamation made Li Che’s eyes flicker beneath the Ogre mask.

“Master of the Nether?!”

Why did the Young Dragon Emperor mistake him for the Master of the Nether?

Had he witnessed the methods and might of that legendary being?

Li Che’s heart trembled but he thought little of it; at this moment, his sole focus was to slay the deity!

Boom——

A terrifying surge of killing intent erupted once more!

The three supreme beings attacked again, their monstrous formation partially deployed for the killing blow!

The Young Dragon Emperor gripped his golden spear as it vibrated with energy!

Bang bang bang——!

Everything shattered—the divine might of those Second Calamity or Third Tribulation cultivators was astonishing!

Fang Han Shu and the three supremes united once more, only to be blasted apart!

Even part of their killing formation was ground to dust!

“Useless!”

“I am a deity! My divine body forged the divine altar, and my divine nature is eternal. If you wish to drag this into a war of attrition, you will never prevail!”

“I refuse to believe… these foes truly cannot be killed!”

The Young Dragon Emperor’s pride was unyielding—stubborn and unruly!

His golden spear relentlessly cut down the reassembling Fang Han Shu and the Spiritual Confinement forces!

Time and again, every time they reformed, he obliterated them!

The Young Dragon Emperor unleashed a devastating strength that outclassed even a Third Tribulation supreme!

Boom——

When Fan Hai Jiuying was impaled once more by his spear, Li Che felt his heart shudder as he slowly pressed his hands down, ensuring the Spiritual Confinement forces would never revive again.

“Oh? You can’t hold out?”

“No matter how much you revive, it has its limits. I don’t know what trick you’ve used, but you are no Master of the Nether who controls death and reincarnation!”

A cold laugh echoed from the Young Dragon Emperor’s lips, laced with scorn.

Then, his golden spear was raised high, aimed directly at Li Che behind the Ogre mask!

“I’ve had enough. It’s time to end this farce.”

“The Third Prince Temple Spirit is about to awaken—I have no interest in further entanglement with you!”

“If you wish to save the Daughter of Yulian, you are only opposing fate. Over and over, divine tides rise and fall, and she will be crushed by the deities—it’s the consensus of the gods and her destined fate!”

The Young Dragon Emperor’s voice deepened.

Li Che crossed his arms; beneath his Black Robe, his immense strength surged as his piercing gaze locked onto the Young Dragon Emperor.

Divine tides rose and fell…

Were they connected to the Daughter of Yulian?

Just how many secrets did the Young Dragon Emperor truly hold?

Another reason to vanquish him.

Boom——!!!

Suddenly!

The Young Dragon Emperor gripped his golden spear, transforming into a streak of light as he surged forward!

“Why do you persist in hovering over my head, mortal… daring to scorn a deity!”

“You will eventually pay for your arrogance!”

With a roar, mountains tumbled, seas raged, and earth itself seemed to collapse!

Divine aura erupted without restraint, as if a boundless ocean burst forth. The Divine Marks on the stone mountain chimed like chains on the verge of collapse!

Divine power soared, as if looking down upon mortals like insects—ready to annihilate everything!

Boom——!

Li Che’s raven hair whipped wildly as his immense power burst forth; his Martial Immortal Golden Body roared while golden blood surged like molten mercury, shattering barriers!

His five fingers clenched into a fist as the Thunder Demon Three-Pronged Twin-Edged Blade descended into his grasp.

His energy roared!

The Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame surged fiercely, with purple flames soaring like a raging inferno behind him—like a vast drape stretching for miles!

Li Che no longer hesitated; for…

It was enough!

His Star Plucking Gaze, through which he pierced the void and returned to truth, had seen enough!

The Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit pulsated with vitality, its insight into the Young Dragon Emperor’s fighting techniques proving devastating!

The golden spear struck like thunder, cleaving the void as fissures that defied mending spread out!

The Thunder Demon Three-Pronged Twin-Edged Blade trembled violently, its clashing sound sparking bursts of shattered void like dazzling fireworks!

Each collision sent ripples through the stone wall, nearly shattering it!

Boom!

The golden spear blazed with radiant brilliance—a river of golden light!

Countless spear tips tore through the stone mountain as if carving endless wounds!

Li Che’s eyes shone with unyielding brilliance as his three-pronged blade slashed continuously, as if compressing mountains and rivers into a single, devastating strike through space!

Booming——

Li Che gripped the Thunder Demon Three-Pronged Twin-Edged Blade with one hand; his three-meter-tall Martial Immortal Golden Body erupted, revealing a dazzling purple pattern…

That was the Great Dao Immortal Pattern!

The final refinement of the Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame!

Its strange, almost demonic pattern spread over him, and Li Che’s aura soared to new heights!

Boom boom boom——

Like thunder crashing down, Li Che cleaved out one hundred and eight blade arcs, spanning a hundred and eight mountains!

The razor-sharp twin-edged blade radiated lethal splendor, with the Great Dao Immortal Pattern clinging to it, as purple light burst forth in profound ripples!

The Young Dragon Emperor grew increasingly unsettled!

After the clash of the golden spear and the twin-edged blade, he seemed momentarily subdued.

The Young Dragon Emperor’s dragon eyes flashed as he roared, while divine aura cascaded behind him like golden dragon shadows!

He spread his fingers, forming razor-sharp dragon claws, and slammed downward with brutal force, aiming straight for Li Che’s head!

Li Che’s raven hair cascaded like a waterfall of stars!

Clenching his fist without flinching in the face of the terrifying blow from a divine being, Li Che neither retreated nor dodged!

Vortices of energy swirled along his back, erupting in fierce, spinning maelstroms!

Martial Immortal Golden Body!

Standing toe-to-toe with divine might!

Battle!

It was as though the Myriad Transformations of Dragon Elephant Vajra manifested behind Li Che, crashing headlong into the dragon claw!

Boom——!!!

At the heart of the collision, ripples spread as Divine Marks of the Great Way lashed out, accompanied by an unyielding Primordial Immortal Pattern!

The Young Dragon Emperor’s body trembled violently!

His dragon claw and tiger-like grip shattered, unleashing torrents of divine blood and intensifying divine aura that stained his golden armor red!

He looked down at his shattered paw—blood-red and horrifying beyond belief…

Had his divine body, sealed for so long, begun to decay?

In clashing mortal flesh…

He had actually been wounded!

Flesh torn asunder!

His divine body, bearer of the immortal Dragon Emperor bloodline, had cracked—blood splattered everywhere!

His heart trembled.

In that moment…

A divine premonition warned him…

As if an apocalypse were imminent!

He raised his head sharply and fixed his gaze on Li Che.

His dark hair cascaded, his towering body wrapped in ornate purple patterns, looking both aberrant and menacing!

Staring at the overwhelming aura radiating from Li Che, the Young Dragon Emperor’s heart sank.

He had no choice but to acknowledge it.

This mortal flesh!

Had somehow become even stronger than his divine body?!