1744 Instant Change of Circumstance (1/2)
”You are the Green Dragon's ancestor?” The vermillion dragon laughed. ”What a load of bull! You might as well say that you are the ruler of heaven! Or even the Buddha!”
The imperial members of Divine Dragon did not comment but deep inside, they were all in fact offended by Chen Xiaobei's statement.
How could this Childe Chen claim to be the Green Dragon's predecessor?! That would make him the forefather of the Divine Dragon tribe's forefathers!
That was a massive, degrading insult to the imperial family of the Divine Dragon tribe!
Not knowing the truth about Chen Xiaobei, they were all peeved at his insolence.
Ling Qingfeng was the only one who knew that Chen Xiaobei was merely telling the truth!
At the portal, before they entered the ruin, the Divine Dragon statue actually bowed to Chen Xiaobei!
That was enough evidence to prove that the dragon blood that Chen Xiaobei inherited was both, in rank and seniority, far superior to that of the Green Dragon – the ancestor of the Divine Dragon tribe.
There was no time, however, for Ling Qingfeng to explain all this for the battle had reached the critical part of the final juncture.
Rumble!
The vermillion dragon sword struck Chen Xiaobei's head, completely engulfing him in its sharp talons.
This strike was meant for the Dragon Emperor. If Chen Xiaobei had not stepped in, the Emperor would have been killed!
In spite of that, Chen Xiaobei was unfazed. He waved his hand and swung the sword straight down with no fancy moves or sleight of hand.
Fwahhh… Fwahhh…
The Spiritual Qi in the surroundings began to stir.
No one except for Ling Qingfeng believed that Chen Xiaobei was the predecessor of the Green Dragon nor did they believe that he would be able to make use of the Spiritual Qi in the ruin!
Right now, to everyone's surprise, the Spiritual Qi in the air were coursing in from every direction toward Chen Xiaobei's intent and right into the green dragon sword.
”Roarrrrr!” The mountain made up of dragon remains shook, washing the entire mountain range in purple-gold light.
Then, a 10,000 mile-long giant purple-gold dragon image rose from the mountains, launching itself into the air towards the hundred mile-long vermillion dragon.
The vermillion dragon suddenly seemed tiny in comparison to its colossal nemesis; inferior in size, strength, speed, and force.
”Good heavens… This… This, this, this…” The Vermillion Dragon King's heart squirmed inside his chest. A sudden terror struck him to the point where hands that were tightly clutching the sword weakened and lost all its strength.
”Screw you, you piece of shit!” Chen Xiaobei spat, not bothering to even move his sword.
Rumble…
At Chen Xiaobei's fancy, the massive purple-gold dragon image flung a claw at the helpless, puny vermillion dragon.
BAM!
As that was happening, the vermillion dragon sword in the king's hand suddenly smashed into pieces, scattered all over the floor, and left dark without a ray of Spirit Light.