novelweb Chapter 1361 The Golden Dragon Clan Causes Trouble, Domineering and Overbearing
Chapter 1361 The Golden Dragon Clan Causes Trouble, Domineering and Overbearing
"You are the one seeking death!"
Suddenly, the man sitting on the golden lion held a golden spear and thrust it fiercely at the golden eagle.
Clang!
The spear tore through the sky in an instant, like a bolt of lightning, moving at extreme speed.
"No!" Li Yuchan exclaimed in surprise.
However, it's too late.
The man on the golden lion thrust forward with a spear, moving faster than anyone could see and faster than the Li siblings could react.
Pfft!
A golden spear pierced the sky, instantly piercing through the leaping golden eagle. Blood rained down, feathers fell, and its internal organs turned into bloody mud. The golden eagle died on the spot.
Whoosh!
Blood flowed down the golden spear, its bright red color jarring and shocking.
A tall man sat on horseback, holding a spear in one hand, wearing golden armor, as steady as a rock, like a god of war.
For a moment, the scene froze, and time seemed to stand still.
This was a divine golden eagle, yet it was pierced and killed by a spear. It's simply unbelievable.
However, those present were not surprised at all after seeing who made the move.
Because the man who made the move was extraordinary, one of the most outstanding young talents of Kunlun.
Click!
The man riding the golden lion shuddered violently, his spear jerking wildly. The golden eagle's corpse was instantly torn to pieces, its flesh and blood flying everywhere, forcing everyone to retreat.
This is a blood-stained scene, utterly horrifying.
"Ah!"
Li Wentian let out a heart-wrenching roar, wanting to seek revenge on the man who killed his golden eagle, but his sister Li Yuchan grabbed him and told him not to act impulsively.
"Gold, gold, gold dragon clan..."
When Li Wentian saw the group of people clearly, he was startled and broke out in a cold sweat, his back and body soaked with sweat.
No wonder this group of people was so arrogant. They dared not dismount upon arriving at Yaochi Holy City, and their ferocious beasts charged around recklessly. They were actually from the Golden Dragon Clan of the Northern Region.
Whoosh!
A blood-red battle flag, as big as a door panel, fluttered in the wind and was carried on the shoulder of one of the men. The flag was decorated with a golden dragon, majestic and awe-inspiring, as if it were about to take off.
This is the Iron-Blooded Battle Banner of the Golden Dragon Clan.
In terms of ferocity, the Golden Dragon Clan is definitely number one.
The Golden Dragon Clan completely disregarded the rules and regulations of the human race.
They only believe in their own fists and the supremacy of force.
The tall man who made the move was a prince of the Golden Dragon Clan.
"You just insulted me?"
The Golden Dragon Prince, riding a golden-haired lion, looked at Li Wentian with a fierce expression.
"I...I...I..." Li Wentian was so scared he almost wet himself and couldn't speak.
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the eighth prince among the nine princes of the Golden Dragon Clan, right?"
People around whispered among themselves, recognizing the ruthless prince.
“That’s right, it’s the Eighth Prince of the Golden Dragon Clan. I heard that two princes of the Golden Dragon Clan went to the mortal world and met with tragic ends. Now this Eighth Prince is the youngest.” Another male cultivator said, clearly wary of the Golden Dragon Clan, and kept his voice very low.
Even so, the Eighth Prince of the Golden Dragon still heard it, looked at the person with eyes as sharp as knives, as if he wanted to cut the person into a thousand pieces and kill him as soon as possible.
The talkative male monk quickly shut up and became quiet.
As mentioned earlier, all nine princes of the Golden Dragon Clan are prodigies. Among them, the First Prince, Second Prince, Third Prince, and Fourth Prince have successively condensed their Yuan Dan, while the other five princes have all cultivated to the Divine Realm.
In the secular world, the Fifth Prince and the Ninth Prince were killed by Chen Yang.
Therefore, only the seven princes—the First Prince, the Second Prince, the Third Prince, the Fourth Prince, the Sixth Prince, the Seventh Prince, and the Eighth Prince—are qualified to participate in the upcoming Spirit Ruins Trial.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, my brother is young and ignorant, and he spoke without thinking. I hope you won't take it to heart. Just pretend he was talking nonsense." Li Yuchan quickly apologized to the Eighth Prince Jinjiao on behalf of her brother, feeling extremely apprehensive.
"Young and ignorant? I don't think he's young at all, he's in his forties. Everyone has to pay the price for their stupidity and recklessness." The Eighth Prince of the Golden Flood Dragon said coldly, his attitude was very forceful, and he wanted to teach Li Wentian a lesson.
"Eighth Prince, I'm so sorry. My father is Li Xuanfeng, the city lord of Tianlan City. I hope Your Highness can give me some face and let this matter drop. My brother really didn't mean it," Li Yuchan pleaded, even acting coy and pitiful, as if she were trying to seduce the Golden Dragon Eighth Prince.
To be honest, this young lady had a certain charm when she acted coy. Especially her eyes, which seemed to electrify, making many people present feel a flutter in their hearts.
"Alright, Eighth Brother, we need to hurry on our way. The Holy Mother's birthday celebration is about to begin, let's not cause any trouble and waste time," said another man from the Golden Dragon Clan, riding a dragon-scaled horse.
The dragon-scaled horse was twice the size of an ordinary horse, resembling an elephant from a distance. It had thick hooves and its body was covered with a layer of golden dragon scales. It was a very rare auspicious beast, the dragon-scaled horse.
Dragon-scaled horses are rare throughout the entire Kunlun Immortal Sect.
Being able to ride a dragon-scaled horse is definitely a symbol of status.
Only a few prestigious families might possess dragon-scaled horses.
The man riding the dragon-scaled horse had a face somewhat similar to the Eighth Prince, but he was taller and had a stronger aura. It was clear at a glance that he was an outstanding individual, a person of exceptional talent and ability.
"Wow, who is this..., Prince Jinjiao, the Golden Dragon Crown Prince?" Someone recognized the man and exclaimed in surprise, as if they had seen an extraordinary figure.
Prince Jin Jiao is not only the strongest among the nine princes, but he has also been appointed as the crown prince by the Jin Jiao clan, and is very likely to become the next Jin Jiao king.
When Crown Prince Jinjiao spoke, how could Eighth Prince Jinjiao dare to disobey?
As the eldest brother is like a father, with the old dragon king absent, the Golden Dragon Prince's words carry absolute authority, and even some Golden Core elders must obey his every command.
Unlike other sects, the Golden Dragon Clan practices a hereditary system, with the Golden Dragon Clan being the royal family and the humans under their command being merely second-class citizens.
"Hmph, you may escape death, but you can't escape punishment! I'll give you a slap to teach you a lesson."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Eighth Prince of the Golden Dragon slapped Li Wentian hard across the face.
Snapped!
Instantly, Li Wentian spat out a mouthful of blood and foam, lost several teeth, spun around a few times, and then collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Even so, his sister Li Yuchan still had to thank the Eighth Prince for sparing her life.
This is the disastrous consequence of careless talk; losing both wife and army. The golden eagle was killed, and the speaker himself was also slapped in the face.
"Damn it!" Li Wentian cursed inwardly, feeling both ashamed and angry, but helpless.
"Are you alright? Father said that Yaochi Holy City is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and we must be extremely careful in all our dealings. Now you know how dangerous it is, right? Let's see if you dare to speak so recklessly again." Li Yuchan said with heartache, taking out a clean white handkerchief to wipe the blood from her younger brother's mouth.
"No need, it's nothing, this little injury won't kill me."
Li Wentian pushed away his sister's handkerchief with disgust, and was so angry that he was panting heavily.
If it were anyone else, he could seize the opportunity to retaliate, but against the prince of the Golden Dragon Clan, he could never get revenge no matter how hard he tried. It was incredibly frustrating.
His eyes were fixed on the front, then he suddenly grinned slyly and said, "Sis, we're about to have a good show."
"What good show?" Li Yuchan asked, puzzled.
Although her younger brother disagreed, she still took a handkerchief and wiped the blood from his nose.
"Sister, stop wiping, look!" Li Wentian pointed ahead.
Li Yuchan looked closely and saw that as the Golden Dragon Clan's troops passed by on the once bustling street, the crowd on both sides quickly made way for them.
We can't afford to offend them, but we can at least avoid them.
However, one person did not dodge. While eating a hot meat bun, he strolled leisurely along the road, admiring the scenery of the ancient city.
"Get out of the way!"
The Golden Dragon Clan's savage cavalry had already arrived behind him, and some were shouting.
But this person seemed to have hearing problems, and went his own way without dodging or avoiding.
The man eating a hot bun and refusing to move was none other than Chen Yang.
It wasn't that Chen Yang was ungrateful or refused to give way; rather, it was that this group of Golden Dragon Clan members went too far. Not only did they ride their savage beasts and charge across the street, but they also had several beasts lined up side by side, occupying most of the road and treating the ancient city as their own home.
The cultivators on the street, fearing the tyranny of the Golden Dragon Clan, dared not speak out in anger.
Chen Yang had already moved quite far to the side, but the Golden Dragon Clan was still relentless, trying to push him further and further to the side of the road.
He felt that this race had a strong personality when he killed the Fifth and Ninth Princes of the Golden Dragon.
It now appears that they are not merely powerful, but extremely powerful, perhaps even incompletely evolved, retaining their bestial instincts.
If even the Holy City of Yaochi is like this, one can imagine how outrageous it would be in other places.
"Get out of the way, are you deaf? If you don't move, I'll run you over and kill you, you believe me?" An angry roar came from behind.
Rumble!
The ground rumbled as it was trampled underfoot.
Chen Yang could clearly feel a huge object approaching from behind, accompanied by a terrifying killing intent.
"You dare touch me and see what happens?"
Chen Yang turned around and gave a cold glance to the Eighth Prince of the Golden Dragon, who was sitting on the golden lion.
His words sent chills down the spines of everyone around him.
How dare they talk back? Are they tired of living?
"Young man, loose lips sink ships! You'd better step aside, there are some people you can't afford to offend."
"Didn't you see the bloody lesson just now? The young city lord of Tianlan City was beaten to a pulp."
"Impulsiveness can kill you."
……
Many people around him offered kind advice.
However, Chen Yang ignored all advice and remained stubborn as a mule, standing there motionless and coldly ignoring the Eighth Prince of the Golden Dragon.
"That idiot, he really doesn't know what's good for him. I didn't realize they were Golden Dragon Clan members just now, my mouth was faster than my eyes, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to speak so rudely." Li Wentian said, rubbing his swollen cheek, feeling utterly contemptuous of Chen Yang for not learning from his mistake.
Even his sister, Li Yuchan, shook her head.
Her desire to get to know Chen Yang was far from pure; she planned to use him as cannon fodder in the Spirit Ruins. Little did she expect Chen Yang to be so foolish as to dare offend the Eighth Prince of the Golden Flood Dragon. He'll likely not survive until today.
The Eighth Prince of the Golden Dragon had just slapped Li Wentian and was in the middle of his rampage. He never expected that a hothead would dare to block his way and even argue back after being reminded.
Suddenly, he flew into a rage and said, "You say I wouldn't dare? Then you'll see if I dare!"
The Eighth Prince of the Golden Dragon's mount is a golden lion. You can tell his personality from his mount. He is as irritable as a lion and is definitely ruthless and doesn't talk much.
"Stomp him to death!" the Eighth Prince of the Golden Dragon commanded.
As soon as the command was given, the golden-haired lion beneath him raised its paw, which was as big as a washbasin, and stomped hard on Chen Yang's head.
This golden lion is three or four times larger than an ordinary lion in the secular world. It looks like an elephant, and an ordinary person standing in front of it would appear extremely small.
This large lion is a kind of mythical beast called the Fire Cloud Lion, which can breathe fire and ride on fire clouds to fly through the air.
Chen Yang killed a Fire Cloud Lion in the old territory of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect outside.
However, the Fiery Cloud Lion under the Eighth Prince of the Golden Dragon's rear end is much larger than the Fiery Cloud Lion in the old Shu Mountain Sword Sect territory.
In terms of realm, this Fire Cloud Lion has reached an astonishing mid-stage of the Divine Realm.
Rumble!
As the Fiery Cloud Lion slammed down with its paw, the void trembled. The paw, as big as a washbasin, was as heavy as a millstone, radiating powerful divine energy, and suddenly burst into flames.
This isn't just about teaching Chen Yang a lesson; it's about crushing him to death and then destroying all evidence.
The Golden Dragon Clan has always acted without restraint and is absolutely capable of doing such things.
"Sigh, if you don't have the skills, why are you being so stubborn? Now look what's happened, you've ruined yourself."
"This kid is probably new to the world and doesn't know how dangerous it is."
"The Golden Dragon Clan has gone too far!"
……
The onlookers sighed with regret, believing that Chen Yang was doomed.
Some people felt that the Golden Dragon Clan had gone too far and were extremely angry.
However, despite their anger, no one dared to stand up for justice, because this mess was really hard to wade into; one wrong move and they'd get burned.
"Hey, look! The people from the Nine Li Divine Cult are here."
A gasp suddenly came from the crowd.
The scene erupted in cheers, as if a celebrity had just appeared.
It turns out that the people from the Jiuli Divine Cult have arrived.
They first moored their warships outside the city gate, then rode wild beasts and drove carriages into the city.
In fact, the Jiuli Divine Cult doesn't have a very good reputation; it's even known as a barbarian tribe of the Southern Region.
But no matter how bad the barbarians are, they are still human.
The Golden Dragon Clan is a race outside of the human race.
Thanks to the contrast with their peers, the appearance of the Jiuli forces was met with cheers from the crowd.
Especially the Divine Son of Jiuli, who rode a tall dragon-scaled horse in the center of the procession, surrounded by admirers. His dashing and heroic figure was so handsome that he captivated countless women on the street.