Chapter 2292: Devour Yang Rong

Chapter 2292: Chapter 2284: Devour Yang Rong

“Huang Xiaolong, get down here for me!” Yang Rong activated the Beast Dragon Great Method, looked at Huang Xiaolong high in the sky, shouted fiercely, and leapt up, launching a Dragon Fist.

Under his fists, dragon energy whistled and surged furiously, rolling towards the Nine Heavens.

Watching Yang Rong soar skyward, Huang Xiaolong’s eyes turned cold. Beast Dragon Great Method? I’ll make you a dead dragon!

Huang Xiaolong let out a Dragon Roar, the sound shaking the heavens. The Three Great Dao Saint Forms were simultaneously activated, and a Dragon Claw descended.

Boom!

Originally, Yang Rong had soared up intending to smash Huang Xiaolong down with a punch, but was instead slapped by Huang Xiaolong’s Dragon Claw and sent crashing into the Battle Platform below.

The entire Battle Platform shook violently.

Then, Huang Xiaolong, with a speed like lightning, continued to pound down with his mountain-sized Dragon Claw.

The entire Battle Platform trembled violently again.

Yang Rong screamed miserably.

“Junior Brother Yang Rong!” Tan Hongyi, Qu Jiangmeng, and others’ complexions changed drastically, shouting out in shock. Just a moment ago, they were laughing, saying that Yang Rong with his Beast Dragon Great Method could completely defeat Huang Xiaolong, not expecting he would be slapped into the Battle Platform in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, as Huang Xiaolong raised his Dragon Claw, Yang Rong was reduced to a human-shaped pancake, sticking tightly to the Battle Platform. Just as Huang Xiaolong was about to slap down again with his Dragon Claw, Tan Hongyi, Qu Jiangmeng, and the others cried out angrily, “Huang Xiaolong, stop now!” trying to intervene.

However, just as Tan Hongyi, Qu Jiangmeng, and the others made a move, they were sent flying back by a palm wave from one of the Holy Sect Guardians. Even Tan Hongyi, a half-saint, was knocked away, spitting out blood profusely.

What?!

The Sect Master of Fanhe Divine Sect, Fan Fan, and others beside Jiang Tian, Jiang Wuji, were all shocked.

Jiang Tian was even more startled.

Tan Hongyi, the third among the Dragon Transformation Sacred Land Saint Heirs, was not only noted for his talent but also for his strength. Tan Hongyi wasn’t just any ordinary half-saint; he was a Second Tribulation Half-Saint!

Moreover, with Tan Hongyi’s Saint Heir talent, he could contend with many Third Tribulation Half-Saints.

Yet, unexpectedly, he was injured by a single palm from the Holy Sect Guardian.

This Holy Sect Guardian must be a Fourth Tribulation or higher half-saint.

As Tan Hongyi, Qu Jiangmeng, and a few Dragon Transformation Sacred Land Saint Heirs were repelled, Huang Xiaolong’s mountain-like Dragon Claw struck down, and Yang Rong screamed miserably again. The formerly human-shaped pancake Yang Rong thinned again, blood and flesh splattering, staining the Battle Platform with spatter and froth.

“Junior Brother Yang Rong!” Tan Hongyi, Qu Jiangmeng, and the others felt their hearts sink, crying out in grief.

“Huang Xiaolong, release my Junior Brother Yang Rong, and we can offer you fifty billion Holy Currency!” Tan Hongyi stood up, both shocked and furious.

“Fifty billion Holy Currency?” Huang Xiaolong sneered, “A Dragon Transformation Saint Son is only worth fifty billion Holy Currency?”

Qu Jiangmeng shouted angrily, “Huang Xiaolong, don’t push your luck!”

Just as Qu Jiangmeng’s voice fell, Huang Xiaolong’s Dragon Claw struck down.

The Battle Platform trembled again.

Jiang Tian’s expression changed; if this continued, Yang Rong might really be killed by Huang Xiaolong!

Yang Rong and the others came to the Jiang Family to celebrate Old Master Jiang’s birthday. If he died within the Capital of the Central Sacred Dynasty, even if Huang Xiaolong killed him, the Jiang Family would bear some responsibility, and the Dragon Transformation Saint Master would certainly vent his anger on the Jiang Family.

“Huang Xiaolong, release Saint Yang Rong, and everything can be discussed,” Jiang Tian spoke, “If you release Saint Yang Rong, we can give you half of the Jiang Family Treasure Vault’s Divine Pills, Jade, and Holy Currency!”

“Half of the Jiang Family’s Holy Currency is at least five trillion!”

Five trillion!

Upon hearing this, many of the powerful present gasped audibly, even the Fanhe Divine Sect’s Sect Master Fan Fan and the experts from the Central Sacred Dynasty’s Emperor Clan were taken aback.

As for some minor family heads, they trembled in fright.

Huang Xiaolong laughed upon hearing this, “Five trillion? Not bad! So, I should thank you? But, it seems you forgot, if I win, half of the Jiang Family’s Treasure Vault’s Divine Pills, Jade, and Holy Currency are already mine. Do I still need you to give it? Jiang Tian, is there something wrong with your head?!”

Jiang Tian’s face turned livid with rage, and his eyes seethed with killing intent, almost bursting into flames.

“Fine, tell me what you want then!” Jiang Tian suppressed his killing intent, speaking angrily.

“I want all of the Jiang Family Treasure Vault’s Divine Pills, Jade, and Holy Currency!” Huang Xiaolong said calmly.

“What?!”

Jiang Tian, Jiang Wuji, and others exclaimed.

Even the Chen Family Head Chen Kebin and others were greatly shocked.

“You, Huang Xiaolong, you’re delusional!” Jiang Tian roared with all his might, so furious he could almost skin and dismantle Huang Xiaolong.

The Jiang Family’s legacy spans hundreds of billions of years, controlling countless shops, ruling numerous industries, and the accumulated Treasure Vault, Huang Xiaolong demanded all of the Jiang Family Treasure Vault’s Divine Pills, Jade, and Holy Currency!

“Delusional?” Huang Xiaolong replied indifferently, “If that’s the case, I’ll kill Yang Rong. But, it’s you, Jiang Family, not saving him, he’s killed by your Jiang Family.” Saying this, he lifted Yang Rong from the Battle Platform, activated his Demon God Holy Form’s Devouring Power, and instantly, Yang Rong’s Holy Form, Holy Veins, and Holy Body were continuously devoured by Huang Xiaolong, withering away in a blink.

“Junior Brother!” Tan Hongyi, Qu Jiangmeng, and others cried out in anger and frustration, attempting to move forward, only to be blocked by the Holy Sect Guardians.

Soon, Huang Xiaolong completely drained Yang Rong, then shook Yang Rong’s body into powder. He glanced at the furious Tan Hongyi, Qu Jiangmeng, and others, shrugged, “It’s the Jiang Family not willing to save your Junior Brother, your Junior Brother was killed because of Jiang Tian and them, it’s nothing to do with me!”

Huang Xiaolong’s earlier demand for all the Jiang Family Treasure Vault’s Divine Pills, Jade, and Holy Currency was knowing Jiang Tian would never agree, aiming to sow discord between the Dragon Transformation Sacred Land and the Jiang Family.

“Huang Xiaolong, stop trying to drive a wedge!” Jiang Tian yelled angrily, “You and Brother Yang Rong dueled on the Central Battle Platform, you killed Brother Yang Rong, and yet you want to sow discord between us Jiang Family and the Dragon Transformation Sacred Land!”

Tan Hongyi glared at Huang Xiaolong, his eyes blood-red, “Huang Xiaolong, you wait, Junior Brother Yang Rong will not die in vain!” He then cupped his fist to Jiang Tian, Jiang Wuji, “Brother Jiang Tian, Old Master Jiang, forgive us brothers for not being able to stay any longer, farewell.” Then he, along with Qu Jiangmeng and other Dragon Transformation Saint Heirs, vanished into the void.

Although Tan Hongyi and the others knew that Yang Rong’s death had nothing to do with the Jiang Family, their Junior Brother Yang Rong had dueled Huang Xiaolong to stand up for the Jiang Family, yet Jiang Tian refused Huang Xiaolong’s demand, not saving Yang Rong. This left some resentment in Tan Hongyi and the others’ hearts towards the Jiang Family.

Jiang Tian, Jiang Wuji watched Tan Hongyi and the others depart, opened their mouths, but ultimately said nothing.

Huang Xiaolong jumped off the platform, walked to Jiang Tian, Jiang Wuji, and smiled, “Since I won this battle, well, Old Master Jiang, please lead me to the Jiang Family Treasure Vault now, I wish to retrieve my half of the Divine Pills, Jade, and Holy Currency now! Also, can you release my friend’s protégé now!”

Jiang Tian, Jiang Wuji’s faces were grim.

(Yesterday, upon hearing the news of Master Huang Yi’s passing, my heart was heavy, and I wish the Master a good journey)