Chapter 1131 - 696: Top-tier Battle (Part 2)

Chapter 1131: Chapter 696: Top-tier Battle (Part 2)

However, even so, his figure was still forced to continuously retreat, with several scorched black marks left by flames on the Ice Wings.

The Xiao Family used fire to counter ice, and although the Eternal Ice Silkworm was powerful, it was beginning to show signs of being suppressed under the successive joint attacks of three equally ranked strong adversaries.

On the other side of the battlefield, three Leng Family Elders were confronting the Ancient Dragon Race.

If the Xiao Family’s flames were destructive fury, then the Leng Family’s ice was the silent erosion.

The Leng Family Elders’ moves were not earth-shattering but like the silent and unseen cold wind of the northern winter, permeating everything.

Three biting cold currents surged towards the Ancient Dragon Race from three directions simultaneously, like three giant icy serpents, entwining the Dragon Wings, Dragon Claw, and Dragon Tail.

The Ancient Dragon Race roared and swung its Dragon Wings, trying to shatter the frost, but the cold currents clung to its scales like a festering wound, continuously condensing and thickening, making each of its movements increasingly heavy and slow.

In the extreme cold, the Dragon Scales began to crack, the dark golden light quickly dimmed, and fine white cracks appeared on the surface.

The Ancient Dragon Race roared and opened its massive mouth, spewing out dark golden Dragon Flame, attempting to melt the ice that bound it with scorching heat.

However, the Leng Family Elders had long been prepared; all three raised their hands simultaneously, and three Ice Shields formed in the air, layered upon each other in front of the Dragon Flame.

The Dragon Flame smashed into the Ice Shields, melting through the first and the second, but at the third Ice Shield, it lost all its momentum and dissolved into mist, dispersing into the air.

Unwilling, the Ancient Dragon Race spewed Dragon Flame again, but the Leng Family Elders were like three moving icebergs, coordinating seamlessly in attack and defense; one always maintained the Ice Shield barrier while the other two continuously attacked, making each counterattack from the Ancient Dragon Race like punching into cotton, unable to exert force effectively.

A thick layer of frost had already formed on its Dragon Wings, and each flap was accompanied by a muffled crunch, slowing to nearly thirty percent less than its initial speed.

The golden Dragon Eyes were filled with anxiety and anger, yet it could never break through that seemingly thin yet incredibly resilient ice and snow barrier.

The battle of the three Ji Family strongmen was even more fierce and domineering, with more visual impact.

If the Ancient Dragon Race was the original dragonborn born at the dawn of the world, known for its formidable body and hard scales, then the Golden Saint Dragon was the ultimate creation that perfectly fused the power of the Dragon Race with human Spiritual Energy, focusing more on the use of Spiritual Energy and the coordination of Combat Techniques.

Between the two dragon bloodlines, there was an innate sense of fated rivalry.

When the three Tier Eight Elders of the Ji Family made their move, each slash and thrust contained the innate kingly aura of the Golden Saint Dragon bloodline.

They didn’t cover with a sea of fire like the Xiao Family, nor did they erode with cold like the Leng Family, but faced the Ancient Dragon Race head-on with the most exquisite and piercing Combat Techniques, engaging in a dragon blood showdown.

Ji Wencong wielded a bright yellow Dragon Pattern Long Saber, with a broad and heavy blade, and the hilt carved with the pattern of an ascending Five-Clawed Golden Dragon.

He leaped up, raising the Long Saber high above his head, the dark golden Spiritual Energy condensed and compressed on the blade like a burning flame, and then slashed it down, the saber light like a golden crescent moon with the momentum of splitting heaven and earth, slashing fiercely toward the neck of the Ancient Dragon Race.

Before the blade even reached, the Sword Qi had already pressed down the scales on the neck of the Ancient Dragon Race to a slight indentation.

The Ancient Dragon Race reacted swiftly, raising its Dragon Claw abruptly, fingers spread wide, catching the slash forcefully with its palm.

The sound of metal clashing exploded, sparks flying, and a deep white mark was left on the Dragon Claw of the Ancient Dragon Race.

At the same moment, the second Ji Family Elder had already appeared at the rear flank of the Ancient Dragon Race.

His Weapon was a pair of Short Halberds, forged entirely from dark golden Dragon Soul Steel, which, when swung, resembled two agile golden flood dragons.

He seized the moment when the Ancient Dragon Race was constrained at the front, and simultaneously thrust both halberds forward, precisely into the gap beneath the left rib scales of the Ancient Dragon Race.

"Puff—"

The pair of halberds pierced through, with dark golden Dragon Blood gushing out like a fountain.

The Ancient Dragon Race let out a painful dragon roar, its Dragon Tail sweeping horizontally like a thick steel whip, lashing towards the Ji Family Elder with terrifying force.

The latter had been prepared, flipping backward like a nimble swallow, as the Dragon Tail swept past where he had just stood, smashing a deep trench into the ground, with rubble flying.

The two Ji Family Elders coordinated seamlessly, one holding the front, the other flanking, alternating in perfect precision like interlocking gears.

Ji Wencong suppressed the frontal attacks of the Ancient Dragon Race with the Dragon Pattern Long Saber, each slash heavy and forceful, forcing the Ancient Dragon Race to dedicate most of its energy to dealing with the relentless saber light;

The flanking Elder, like a golden shadow, continuously searched for defensive gaps in the Ancient Dragon Race, striking with lightning speed, each thrust adding a new blood scar to the dragon’s scales.

The third Ji Family Elder hovered outside the combat zone, forming seals with his hands, murmuring something under his breath.

Golden runes appeared around his body, spinning, aligning, and combining in the air like tiny scales, finally converging into a golden light that flew into Ji Wencong, merging into his saber.

This was the Ji Family’s exclusive secret technique "Dragon Soul Blessing"—capable of temporarily infusing a companion with the power of the Golden Saint Dragon bloodline, greatly enhancing their attack and speed.