Chapter 299 - 199: Dragon Flesh

Chapter 299: Chapter 199: Dragon Flesh

Soaring through the void, flying through the sky and burrowing into the earth—this was absolutely beyond the mortal realm!

Prince Wucheng’s power was undeniable, far surpassing any expert he had ever seen or heard of. Even those Innate Grandmasters couldn’t compare to Prince Wucheng!

Moreover, he saw that Prince Wucheng wore a Profound Robe, with a Treasure Sword hanging from his waist and long hair draped over his shoulders.

He exuded a blood-red aura, but it still couldn’t conceal his noble and majestic presence.

His gaze, in particular, was cold and merciless.

It was as if he stood alone between heaven and earth, with all creation bowing before him.

At this moment, Prince Wucheng approached step by step, his killing intent surging. "Mr. Liu, do you intend to obstruct me today?"

This old man was being called "Mr. Liu" by Prince Wucheng—the very same Prince Wucheng who now commanded the Blood Dragon Platform in open rebellion and had seized three Prefecture Mansions.

Clearly, this old man’s identity was extraordinary.

Fang Yue was inwardly alarmed. Having joined the Observatory, he knew from its intelligence that the Cabinet Chief of the Great Wei Dynasty’s surname was Liu.

Not only that, he was the Imperial Tutor of Three Dynasties. Fang Yue wondered if this Mr. Liu had any connection to him.

"Heh heh... Prince Wucheng, you are a generational talent, but you have unfortunately chosen the wrong path. The sea of suffering is vast, but salvation lies in turning back. To incite war, to fuse the blood of a Demon Dragon into your very being... this is the way of the Demon Dao!"

"Prince Wucheng, do not bring about your own ruin!"

Mr. Liu said lightly, his tone calm and completely devoid of fear.

"The Demon Dao?"

Prince Wucheng roared with laughter. "The world is on the brink of chaos, and the Demon Fiends are about to emerge! What I’m doing is to save the dynasty—how could it be the Demon Dao! Mr. Liu, stop meddling. If you leave now, I’ll pretend I never saw you. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being merciless!"

His eyes, brimming with endless killing intent, fixed on Mr. Liu, and he seemed ready to strike at any moment.

"Sigh."

Seeing his resolve, Mr. Liu sighed. He then shook his head, and with a light flick of his sleeve, his figure vanished from the sky.

"Hmph. All posturing. You didn’t dare to make a move!"

Seeing Mr. Liu flee, Prince Wucheng immediately sneered.

But in the next instant, an overwhelming sense of danger washed over him, making Prince Wucheng’s blood run cold. His entire body froze, unable to move even a single muscle.

His pupils immediately shrank to pinpricks as a blinding golden light filled his vision.

It was a sharp blade, gleaming with a cold light and carrying an unparalleled killing intent, aimed straight for the spot between his eyebrows.

At the same time, the Cyan Dragon, which had been on the verge of death just moments before, let out a furious roar and lunged at Prince Wucheng. Its sharp Dragon Claws struck out with the force of a thunderbolt, aiming to tear him to shreds.

This pincer attack from front and back left Prince Wucheng with no room to escape.

"Hah! Despicable coward, only daring to launch a sneak attack! Die!"

Prince Wucheng roared as the blood-red Qi in his body erupted, forming a thick shield of Gang Qi to block the Cyan Dragon’s claws. With his other hand, he balled a fist and punched toward the incoming Golden Saber.

In an instant, the Cyan Dragon and Prince Wucheng crashed into one another.

The Cyan Dragon shrieked in pain as many of its scales were blasted off.

But Prince Wucheng didn’t escape unscathed. The Gang Qi shield before him was shattered, and his chest was nearly ripped open.

Though Prince Wucheng’s Gang Qi struck the Golden Saber, it wasn’t knocked back, merely deflected. It pierced straight through his shoulder.

Prince Wucheng grunted, his face growing even paler.

The Cyan Dragon screeched, its eyes now completely crimson. Its scaled armor was almost entirely shattered, leaving it covered in gruesome, bleeding wounds.

Yet, it showed no fear. With another furious roar, it lunged at Prince Wucheng once more.

BAM!

Prince Wucheng swatted the Cyan Dragon away again with a single blow.

This time, however, the Cyan Dragon couldn’t get back up. Its life force had dwindled to almost nothing; it was on the brink of death. Only its Demon Beast constitution, far hardier than that of a human Martial Artist of the same rank, had kept it alive this long.

"Chen Hong, aren’t you going to show yourself?" As Prince Wucheng spoke, the blood-red Qi around him surged. An invisible force began siphoning the blood from the Cyan Dragon, and he absorbed it to restore a sliver of his own Primordial Qi.

In response to Prince Wucheng’s words, the surrounding black mist roiled and gradually coalesced into the figure of a hulking man.

The man’s skin was a dark red, like scorched charcoal, and he stood a towering five meters tall. He clutched a Golden Saber, and the crimson blood flowing along its blade squirmed as if alive, lending it a ghastly appearance.

His features were ugly and his gaze, savage. He looked terrifying, like a malevolent spirit whose very sight could make one tremble in fear.

"Heh heh heh..." The man cackled. "Prince Wucheng, you treacherous usurper! Your death is certain today!"

He sneered, his killing intent intensifying. With a single step forward, his aura erupted.

He raised his Golden Saber and slashed.

Instantly, a brilliant golden light flared, illuminating the night. A dazzling arc of light from the blade tore through the void, cleaving directly toward Prince Wucheng, threatening to slice him in two.

Prince Wucheng’s expression turned grim. He took a deep breath, and the blood-red mist enveloping him grew denser.

RUMBLE!

In the next moment, a violent roar resounded. His aura surged, and the muscles in his arm knotted and bulged. A pillar of blood erupted from him, shooting into the sky.

He stretched out his right arm and grabbed the Golden Saber, then gave it a sharp tug.

CLANG! With a sharp crack and a spray of sparks, he crushed the terrifying arc of light with his bare hand.

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"He’s that strong...!" Fang Yue murmured, his eyes fixed on the battle raging in the sky.

’This Prince Wucheng is truly terrifying.’