novelweb Chapter 1296 Reasoning Backfires, Time for a Fight
Chapter 1296 Reasoning Backfires, Time for a Fight
The Golden Dragon Clan was curious and shocked because they had no prior knowledge of the presence of outsiders in the Dragon Pool Secret Realm, and that no outsider had ever entered the Dragon Pool Secret Realm before. Now, however, an uninvited guest had appeared, giving them a feeling of seeing a ghost.
The fear stemmed from Chen Yang's earlier display of skill—snatching the Changbai Mountain ginseng from the hands of the six Divine Realm Golden Dragons without making a sound—demonstrating that he was a powerful being.
Of course, someone who can enter the Dragon Pool Secret Realm alone must be a powerful being.
In an instant, all six golden dragons tensed up, assumed a battle-ready stance, and stared intently at Chen Yang.
"Who exactly are you? Why are you in the Dragon Pool Secret Realm of my Golden Flood Dragon Clan? Don't you know that the Dragon Pool Secret Realm is a forbidden area of my Golden Flood Dragon Clan? Without the invitation of my Golden Flood Dragon Clan, no one is allowed to enter without permission." The Fifth Prince of the Golden Flood Dragon Clan looked at Chen Yang and said coldly, his eyes shining brightly like light bulbs, and his aura was rising steadily.
It is entirely predictable that a tough battle is about to begin.
As the strongest of the six golden dragons, he would definitely be at the forefront.
"Boy, no matter who you are, no matter what your purpose is in coming to the Dragon Pool Secret Realm of my Golden Flood Dragon Clan, you're doomed for showing up uninvited. If you hand over the divine medicine Old Mountain Ginseng now, we can give you a relatively dignified death. We won't let you die too miserably." The Ninth Prince of the Golden Flood Dragon was ruthless and taciturn, his voice extremely cold, already sentencing Chen Yang to death.
Although Chen Yang's move was quite domineering, they had six golden dragons and six Divine Realm experts, so the scales of victory had tipped in their favor from the very beginning.
"Are you members of the Golden Dragon Clan? The Kunlun Immortal Gate has opened? You came from the Immortal Gate?" Chen Yang asked in return.
The old ginseng from Changbai Mountain had previously told him that the Golden Dragon Clan of the Dragon Pool Secret Realm had entered the Kunlun Immortal Gate after the great changes in the world. That Immortal Gate opens once every thousand years, and each time it opens, the Golden Dragon Clan sends people into the Dragon Pool Secret Realm to take away the dragon marrow and try to capture the old ginseng from Changbai Mountain.
That's why Chen Yang made the connection to the opening of the Immortal Gate at this moment.
Chen Yang's expression showed a hint of excitement, because for him, the opening of the Kunlun Immortal Gate was an opportunity, a chance to enter the Immortal Gate.
If he could overcome the tribulation at the Immortal Sect, he was even confident of attaining the highest-grade Golden Core.
"Since you know we come from the Immortal Sect, how dare you snatch food from the tiger's mouth? How dare you invade my Dragon Pool Secret Realm? Do you think we Immortal Sect members are all kind-hearted? Hand over this ten-thousand-year-old divine herb, then kneel down and beg for death! We'll give you a chance to be reborn, otherwise you won't even have the chance to be reincarnated." The Ninth Prince of the Golden Flood Dragon continued to clamor, his tone aggressive, domineering, and forceful.
After all, she's the youngest, spoiled and pampered since childhood, so it's normal for her to develop such an arrogant and domineering personality.
"You little brats, your grandpa is here! Come and arrest me if you dare! You wouldn't dare even if you had ten lives, you bunch of trash who only know how to bark like dogs. If you kneel down and beg for mercy, and kowtow eight hundred times, I can talk to my human brother and ask him to spare your lives. Otherwise, I'll skin you alive one by one, remove your bones one by one, and then cook you into a pot of dragon-dragon porridge, which would definitely be delicious."
Before Chen Yang could even speak, the old ginseng from Changbai Mountain sitting on his shoulder started taunting him, as if it wanted to stir up trouble.
Although the opponent had six Divine Realm Flood Dragons, Chen Yang was a Core Formation expert, and he even attracted a lightning tribulation more than ten days ago, which shows that he was a genius among geniuses, and his Yuan Core was comparable to others' Golden Core.
In the face of such an extraordinary being, what are six Golden Dragons of the Divine Realm? They probably wouldn't be enough to kill even if they attacked together.
Chen Yang glanced coldly at the old ginseng from Changbai Mountain, but said nothing.
Although this old man has a sharp tongue, he just saved the Blackscale Eagle's life. It was precisely because he saved the Blackscale Eagle's life that it was so easily captured by the Golden Dragon Clan.
The Black-scaled Eagle was Chen Yang's mount, so he was still very grateful to the Changbai Mountain Ginseng.
Indeed, all things have a spirit and feelings. Although the old ginseng from Changbai Mountain is not a person, it has feelings and righteousness just like a person.
Boom boom boom!
As soon as he said this, the six Divine Realm Flood Dragons at the foot of the opposite mountain were so angry that their noses almost twisted out of shape. They were all furious, and their hair almost stood on end.
They are the Jiaolong clan, born with dragon blood, and are proud to rule over their region. Moreover, this is the ancestral land of Jiaolong. How could they be looked down upon by a mere herb? This is intolerable!
"Fifth Brother, take the Dragon Flood Dragon Divine Bow and shoot him! I want him dead! Those who are not of our kind are bound to have different hearts. Those who trespass on my Dragon Pool Secret Realm shall be killed without mercy!" The Ninth Prince of the Golden Flood Dragon said angrily, urging his Fifth Brother to quickly and ruthlessly kill him.
At the same time, a long spear appeared in his hand. The shaft was decorated with dragon patterns, and the spearhead was sharp and cold, making it look extraordinary.
Holding a long spear and channeling his magic, he glared menacingly at Chen Yang.
"If you are willing to back down, I will leave now. I will borrow your Golden Dragon Clan's treasure land for a while, and consider it a favor I owe you. I will repay you if I have the opportunity in the future," Chen Yang said, not aggressively, but showing gratitude.
Ultimately, this is the ancestral land of the Golden Dragon Clan. They have usurped this place and gained many benefits from it; this is an indisputable fact.
Chen Yang is not the kind of person who repays kindness with enmity.
It's understandable that the other party is being aggressive at this moment.
"I want to know if the dragon marrow in the Dragon Transformation Pool is still there?" the Fifth Prince of the Golden Dragon asked.
He had already taken the Dragon-Dragon Divine Bow in his hand, and an arrow was nocked on the bowstring.
He was determined to get the Changbai Mountain ginseng; his only worry now was the dragon marrow in the Dragon Transformation Pool. If the other party used it up, he would be doomed.
The next harvest of dragon marrow will not be until a thousand years later.
They might be able to wait, but their elderly father certainly couldn't.
"Hahaha, dragon marrow, of course there is, plenty, but it's all inside my human brother's belly. It's an honor for your Golden Flood Dragon Clan that my human brother has been able to greatly improve his power with the help of your Dragon Transformation Pool and dragon marrow. He just said he owes your Golden Flood Dragon Clan a favor, and I personally suggest that your Golden Flood Dragon Clan accept it. In case your Golden Flood Dragon Clan ever faces annihilation, find my human brother, and he can help your Golden Flood Dragon Clan avert disaster." The old ginseng from Changbai Mountain said arrogantly, still eager to stir up trouble, completely disregarding the six Divine Realm Flood Dragons.
"Say less, no one will think you're mute." Chen Yang glanced coldly at the old ginseng from Changbai Mountain and gave it a light reprimand.
"Hehe, little human brother, don't be afraid of them. I'm your strong support. Even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you. These bastards are all bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong. You can't talk to them nicely; you have to show a tough stance. I've dealt with the Golden Dragon Clan for ten thousand years; no one understands them better than me," the old ginseng from Changbai Mountain said to Chen Yang, patting him lightly on the shoulder, as if to say, "Listen to me, you can't go wrong."
call out!
Just then, an arrow whistled, its sound deafening and earth-shattering.
It was as if what was shot was not an arrow, but a cannonball.
"Stubborn fool, die!"
The Fifth Prince Jin Jiao was furious and didn't want to waste any more words with Chen Yang. He drew his bow to its fullest extent and shot an arrow with fluid movements, just like a master archer.
Buzz!
The bow trembled, dragon roars echoed, and strange runes flashed, spreading a terrifying aura. The primordial energy of heaven and earth roared in and poured into the bow.
This is the divine power of heaven and earth drawn by the fetus, using the power of heaven and earth for its own purposes.
The arrow fletched out, elongating until it reached over ten zhang in length, like a comet with a long tail. It shot towards Chen Yang at more than ten times the speed of sound, accompanied by a thunderous roar.
The moment the arrow was released, the heavens and earth trembled!
With a speed of more than ten times that of sound, it is comparable to the high-tech field of electromagnetic railguns.
The fact that an arrow can travel at such a high speed is an absolute miracle throughout history.
This further demonstrates the extraordinary nature of this Dragon-Dragon Divine Bow.
Legend has it that this bow can kill even gods, so there must be some truth to it.
"Oh my god! They're really going to do it. Human brothers, run!" Changbai Mountain Ginseng exclaimed, and with a whoosh, he jumped off Chen Yang's shoulder, looking every bit the coward.
And it had just boasted that it would hold up the sky for Chen Yang if it fell; the slap in the face came too quickly.
"How dare you invade my Dragon Pool Secret Realm and steal my Dragon Marrow! Die, human! Even if you kneel down and beg me now, it won't do you any good!" the Fifth Prince of the Golden Flood Dragon said angrily.
The arrow feathers transformed into something over ten zhang long, shining brightly across the heavens and earth, and hurtled straight for Chen Yang's head at more than ten times the speed of sound.
"This kid is dead!"
"necessary!"
"The Dragon-Dragon Divine Bow, once unsheathed, is sure to draw blood and reap lives!"
……
The Golden Dragon Clan members present were very confident in the Fifth Prince's arrow, and they all smiled, believing that it would surely severely injure Chen Yang.
At the same time, they also took out their respective weapons, swords, spears, and halberds, just in case, and in preparation for attacking Changbai Mountain later.
Even someone as strong as Chen Yang had to be cautious when faced with the arrow shot from the Dragon-Dragon Divine Bow. He quickly dodged it by shifting his feet and changing his form.
However, no matter how Chen Yang dodged, the arrow would track him with its energy, and it could also change direction.
Chen Yang could clearly feel a chilling killing intent constantly enveloping his entire body.
This was because it was locked onto by the arrows of the Dragon-Dragon Divine Bow.
Just like fire control radar in human technology, once locked on, it could very well lead to destruction.
"Trying to escape? It's no use. The Dragon-Dragon Divine Bow is one of our clan's sacred artifacts. As long as you are strong enough, you can shoot down anything in the world, even Golden Core cultivators. You can escape to the ends of the earth, but it won't help." A Golden Dragon clansman sneered.
As he said, the more powerful the person in charge, the greater the power that the Dragon-Dragon Divine Bow can unleash.
To kill a Golden Core cultivator, the archer should ideally also be a Golden Core cultivator himself.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than everyone witnessed an unbelievable scene.
Swish!Swish!
Chen Yang's figure suddenly became very blurry, as if he had become ethereal and merged into the void, like a ghost or a phantom, and dodged the arrows several times in succession.
Such a reaction speed is simply beyond the capabilities of a mortal body.
It was as if people and nature had become one.
Each time you dodge, the energy contained in the arrow is consumed, and the speed also decreases by one point.
Click!
Finally, Chen Yang struck out with his palm, shattering the arrow in mid-air.
"This guy actually dared to directly confront the arrows fired by the Dragon-Dragon Divine Bow. He's insane, he's completely courting death."
"His hand is definitely ruined."
……
The Golden Dragon Clan members present all looked surprised and found it unbelievable, believing that Chen Yang's hand must have been crippled after he shattered the arrow with one palm.
But the result was quite surprising; Chen Yang's palm was completely unharmed, only a layer of oily skin was chafed.
And this was the second arrow he had shattered.
"What? This guy is actually alright?"
"The Dragon-Dragon Divine Bow can kill even Golden Core cultivators, yet he's unharmed. What realm is he at? Yuan Core? Or Golden Core?"
"A Golden Core is impossible. This broken world no longer allows Golden Cores to be born. At most, this is a Nascent Soul cultivator. He broke through one arrow, I don't believe he can break through two. He broke through two arrows, I don't believe he can break through three."
……
Chen Yang's physical strength exceeded the expectations of the several Golden Flood Dragons at the Divine Realm, causing their expressions to change drastically.
Normally, it would be impossible for a god-level being to intercept the Dragon-Flood Divine Bow.
But the battle has only just begun, and the outcome is still uncertain.
The Golden Dragon Clan still has great confidence in the Fifth Prince of the Golden Dragon Clan.
"It's just a single arrow, nothing special. I think he was just incredibly lucky to break through. Fifth Brother, I'll help you. Let's launch a full-scale attack on this kid, leaving him nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape to heaven or hell," the Ninth Prince of the Golden Dragon said to his Fifth Brother.
You must understand that each arrow shot from the Dragon-Dragon Divine Bow consumes a great deal of energy, and even with the Fifth Prince's abilities, I cannot draw the bow and shoot arrows multiple times in a row.
But with the Ninth Prince's help, things are different.
He channeled his divine power into the bow, and the Fifth Prince frequently drew the bow and shot arrows.
Brothers working together can cut through gold!
shhhhhh!
shhhhhh!
One after another, massive arrows pierced the sky, drawing upon the essence of heaven and earth. This essence flowed not only into the bow but also into the fletching of the arrows. Each arrow was over ten zhang long and extremely thick, like more than ten comets hurtling towards Chen Yang.
It is no exaggeration to say that the power of these dozen or so arrows is in no way inferior to that of a dozen or so hypersonic missiles; each one possesses earth-shattering power.
Boom boom boom!
A deafening roar of wind and thunder echoed from the void, as if ten thousand divine thunderbolts were booming, stirring up the vital energy from all directions. The void trembled violently, and the mountains on the ground also shook.
"Boy, let's see how you hide now?" a golden dragon follower sneered.
Although there were only a dozen or so arrows, the sheer force they created was overwhelming, as if a void was pressing down on them, leaving them with no way to escape or hide.
"What are you hiding for? You're definitely going to die, not even a corpse will be left," another golden dragon follower said with a look of contempt.
At this moment, Chen Yang was seen standing on a mountaintop, his expression calm, neither dodging nor avoiding, and a large sword suddenly appeared in his hand.