Chapter 700 694: Demon Dragon's Descent

"What is that? How did his arm become like that? Is that still a human arm?" The crowd stared at Shen Haoran's purplish-black Demon Dragon Claw, their faces filled with shock.

'A Dragon Claw? My god, could this guy be a dragon?' a few Martial Artists wondered. They quickly covered their mouths, stopping themselves from shouting aloud.

"What is he trying to do? Does he really intend to defeat those five Golden Martial Artists with a single beastified arm?" The crowd frowned, looking at Shen Haoran in confusion.

In mid-air, the five Golden Martial Artists didn't dare to make the slightest move. They felt as though they were locked on by the aura of an Ancient Giant Dragon. They knew that if they moved carelessly, a devastating blow would be all that awaited them.

Purplish-black Spiritual Power continuously gathered on Shen Haoran's left arm. The immense Energy was so great it made his arm begin to tremble. Everyone present could feel a terrifying wave of power slowly condensing in front of him.

"We can't just sit here and wait to die! Attack!" The five men in mid-air had also sensed the terrifying Energy. Rather than passively take the blow, they decided to launch a counteroffensive. It was their only sliver of a chance at victory!

"Five Demons Sealing Heaven Palm!" The five men attacked again. The Five Demons Sealing Heaven Palm was their most powerful Martial Skill. Originally, it was performed by eight people, making its power unrivaled. However, Shen Haoran had already slain three of them, leaving only five to attack together. This time, they drew upon every last bit of Spiritual Power within them. They knew this would be their final attack; failure meant death.

The giant, jet-black palm formed once more. This time, it was even larger than before, and the waves of Spiritual Power emanating from it were much stronger, causing the very fabric of space to tremble faintly.

Once the Five Demons Sealing Heaven Palm was fully formed, it shot directly toward Shen Haoran. A powerful gale pressed down, kicking up dust and debris that instantly shrouded the entire Underground Boxing Market.

Watching the Five Demons Sealing Heaven Palm bear down on him, Shen Haoran gave a cold laugh. He clenched his Demon Dragon Claw and thrust it toward the sky. In the next instant, violent gales suddenly swirled up within the Underground Boxing Market. Several massive tornadoes, accompanied by peals of thunder, formed in the space above. Faintly, one could even see flashes of purplish-black lightning crackling overhead.

"Is... is that thunder? But we're underground! How can there be thunder?" The crowd stared in utter shock at the purplish-black lightning that flashed intermittently in the cavern above.

"That's a celestial phenomenon! Only a Martial Skill at the Earth Tier High Level or above can create it. Could the Five Demons Sealing Heaven Palm have increased in rank?" a few Martial Artists cried out in astonishment. An Earth Tier High Level Martial Skill... they had never seen one in their entire lives.

"No, that's not right. The expressions on those five Golden Martial Artists... something's wrong!" However, some of the more observant Martial Artists noticed that the five Golden Martial Artists in mid-air looked grim. That wasn't how someone who had just unleashed an Earth Tier High Level Martial Skill should look.

"Heh. Now, I'll let you have a taste of true, world-ending power! Demon Dragon's Descent!" Shen Haoran roared from below, viciously swinging his Demon Dragon Claw downward.

As Shen Haoran swung his Demon Dragon Claw down, the thunderclouds in the space above began to churn violently. A berserk torrent of Energy instantly poured down, bombarding the surrounding walls of the Underground Boxing Market. The runes inscribed on the walls began to flare brightly, as if they could no longer withstand the force.

ROAR!

In the next moment, a Heaven-Shaking draconic roar resounded from above. Immediately after, a purplish-black Dragon Claw ripped through the thunderclouds. Its purplish-black Dragon Scales glinted with a cold luster. Then, the body of a colossal, purplish-black dragon emerged from within the clouds. Crackling with Thunder Power, it coiled in the space above the Underground Boxing Market. A terrifying pressure rained down, filling everyone's hearts with dread.

"A... a dragon!" everyone in the Underground Boxing Market cried out. To both the Demon Race and the Human Race, the Dragon Race was a supreme existence, the very embodiment of power. Although the dragons had vanished from the Xingluo Continent nearly a thousand years ago, their fearsome reputation remained, enough to make anyone pale at the mere mention of their name.

After the purplish-black Demon Dragon appeared, its icy pupils swept across the Underground Boxing Market. Anyone who met its massive gaze instinctively stumbled backward; some even felt a powerful urge to fall to their knees in worship.

The purplish-black Demon Dragon's gaze finally settled on the five Golden Martial Artists in mid-air. Instantly, the hair on their bodies stood on end, and cold sweat drenched their robes. In those pupils, they saw majesty, chilling killing intent, and profound contempt. That's right, contempt. Before this purplish-black Demon Dragon, they were nothing more than ants.

"Fall!"

Shen Haoran stared at the purplish-black Demon Dragon, his hands flashing through a Seal Technique. The next moment, as if answering a summons, the purplish-black dragon threw its head back and roared to the heavens. Then, like a thunderbolt, it plummeted from above, hurtling toward the five Golden Martial Artists!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! As the purplish-black Demon Dragon descended, the Celestial Thunder following it crashed down as well. The Heaven-Shaking display made everyone in the Underground Boxing Market cry out in shock.

The five Golden Martial Artists in mid-air watched the purplish-black Demon Dragon with despair. They could not muster an ounce of strength to resist. However, facing the threat of death, the five hardened their resolve. Their hands flashed through a Hand Seal, sending the Five Demons Sealing Heaven Palm soaring upward to block Shen Haoran's Demon Dragon's Descent!

The five men didn't dare hold anything back. They each spat out a drop of their Essence Blood, causing the power of the Five Demons Sealing Heaven Palm to skyrocket once more. Then, before the stunned eyes of the crowd, it smashed into the purplish-black Demon Dragon!

The massive dragon's head, wreathed in roiling Celestial Thunder, smashed against the giant, jet-black palm, making the Five Demons Sealing Heaven Palm tremble violently. A terrifying shockwave instantly erupted from the point of impact, spreading out toward the surrounding walls. The protective array on the Underground Boxing Market's walls was now useless; it shattered with a deafening CRASH under the force of the terrifying impact.

Watching the terrifying collision of Energy in mid-air, everyone in the Underground Boxing Market drew a sharp, cold breath. Thankfully, the explosion was contained in the air. Otherwise, all the Martial Artists below would have been doomed. Few would dare claim they could have survived such a blast.

The moment the purplish-black Demon Dragon struck the Five Demons Sealing Heaven Palm, the five Golden Martial Artists shuddered. They instantly spat out a mouthful of blood, their faces turning deathly white. Only now did they truly understand the power contained within the purplish-black Demon Dragon. It was simply too terrifying. All they could do was struggle to hold on; there was nothing else they could do.

ROAR! Sensing the resistance from below, the purplish-black Demon Dragon let out a furious roar. Its entire body blazed with a dazzling light, its Dragon Scales bristling. An even more berserk wave of Energy erupted from its body. The next moment, before the despairing eyes of the five Golden Martial Artists, it shattered the Five Demons Sealing Heaven Palm to pieces and slammed directly into them.

BOOM!

A deafening explosion rang out. A ball of light, as blinding as the sun, lit up in the air above the Underground Boxing Market, forcing everyone to squeeze their eyes shut. They could only feel the violent winds relentlessly battering their bodies…