Great Demon Sun Wukong

Seeing the mockery in the Spirit Controller’s eyes, the Dragon Emperor knew that although the Spirit Controller spoke pleasantly, this was merely the mentality of a cat toying with a mouse. After possessing absolute strength, one wouldn’t be in such a hurry to kill their prey; instead, they would toy with it until they had their fill before casually ending its life. Especially for those few who truly stood at the pinnacle of the universe, their long life and unshakeable strength led them to profound boredom.

Coming to understand this, the Dragon Emperor’s heart relaxed somewhat again. Perhaps he was fated to die today, but for the Dragon Emperor, being instantly killed in one move or dying in a fierce battle after a valiant fight, the latter would undoubtedly allow him to die with more dignity. Although his opponent did not take this battle to heart, even though it was a fight destined for defeat. But the pride of the Dragon Race still made Dragon Emperor Long Lie’s fighting spirit boil in an instant.

You can kill me, but you can never disgrace me.

At that moment, Long Lie collected his thoughts, no longer caring about the fact that his opponent was a high and mighty Universal Law Enforcer, and indifferent to his own life or death. Now, the only thought in his heart was to fight a hearty, unrestrained battle, displaying everything he had learned throughout his life. Perhaps such an outcome was the best for him. Otherwise, if he were to walk to the end of his long life and die of old age in the Patrolling Celestial World that was like a cage, that would be the greatest insult to him.

"We of the Dragon Race, perhaps today I, Long Lie, will die in battle here, but remember, no one is to seek revenge for me. Live your lives quietly and well from now on. And watch closely, as today, your Dragon Emperor will show you what a battle of the Dragon Race is like!" His voice was filled with reluctant generosity and the kind of excitement that set his blood on fire. The people of the Dragon Race should be like this. Only through the baptism of blood and fire can they feel the significance of being alive.

As soon as he finished speaking, two dazzling golden lights shot out from Long Lie’s eyes, aiming straight for the Spirit Controller’s head; at the same time, Long Lie’s upper body lowered, his Dragon Lance drawn back and then thrust towards the Spirit Controller’s chest again. However, when the golden light burst from Long Lie’s eyes, the expression on the Spirit Controller’s face did not change in the slightest. His fan was slightly tilted, and the two golden lights struck the fan’s surface, refracted away without causing any harm to the Spirit Controller.

Meanwhile, the Dragon Lance in Long Lie’s hand had also reached the Spirit Controller’s chest. Just as the sharp golden spear tip was about to pierce through, a burst of blue light suddenly surged on the Spirit Controller’s chest, followed by the appearance of a raw-looking tortoise shell that blocked the thrust of the Dragon Lance. And at the moment the tortoise shell appeared, even Sun Wukong at the basin’s edge suddenly exclaimed in surprise in a low voice, "That tortoise shell, it’s actually in soul state? What’s going on here? A soul without any life force?"

Having spent so much time in Netherworld World, and with his cultivation based on the soul’s state, Sun Wukong was very familiar with souls. Although he had not activated the Heaven and Earth Dao Eye at that moment, he had always kept his Fiery Eyes and Golden Gaze open. Therefore, he immediately noticed that the tortoise shell, which had blocked the Golden Dragon Spear, was in a state of the soul. However, as per Sun Wukong’s understanding, if this were in Yellow Moon World, that would be no problem, because everything in that world is actually condensed from soul energy, so the weapons and armor in Netherworld World are also condensed from soul power.

But this was not the Netherworld World; this was Patrolling Celestial World, a real material world. In such a material world, the power of the soul would be greatly weakened. Even now, if Sun Wukong’s soul were separated from his body, he could only display about One Pattern to Two Patterns of strength at most. But Sun Wukong’s soul had already completely integrated with his body, and he would not experience the situation of soul separation.

Therefore, seeing the soul state tortoise shell shocked Sun Wukong so much, for Long Lie possessed peak Domain Lord Level combat power, and his strike was surely not weak. Therefore, to block it with a tortoise shell in the soul state, the defensive power of that shell had to be at least of the peak Domain Lord Level. And this was where the problem lay. Sun Wukong, at Supreme Peak, could only unleash One Pattern to Two Patterns of strength when his soul separated, a decline that was absolutely not just several hundredfold.

If the tortoise shell now possessed Domain Lord Peak level defensive power, how strong would the turtle that owned the shell have been when it was alive? Had it broken through the Domain Lord Level, or had it already reached the end? Seemingly sensing Sun Wukong’s shock, the little monkey glanced at him and whispered, "Ling Ming, you’re not guessing the strength of the tortoise’s life before, are you? If you’re really estimating it in a normal situation, then you’re being too naive. I’ll tell you, in this Fang Universe, aside from those eight people, no one who has broken through the Domain Lord Level will appear again. This Dragon Emperor is already the highest level that all life forms can reach. Beyond that, even if you have the aptitude, there’s only a dead end."

"This turtle probably only had Domain Lord Level strength during its lifetime. The reason it has such a strong soul is because of the Spirit Controller. As one who commands the soul, his understanding and use of it are undoubtedly first among this universe. Even Yue Huangquan, the Netherworld World’s Domain Lord, cannot compare with him. If he wished, he could create a world of souls as powerful as Netherworld World on his own."

By this time, Ye Zi had calmed down after the initial excitement and anger, particularly after the little monkey’s explanation. Far from any sense of regret, he was actually quite relieved. Although it had seemed like a perfect opportunity, had he lost control and charged out even slightly before, he would surely be nothing more than a corpse by now, perhaps not even leaving a body behind, and might have even endangered the little monkey and Sun Wukong.

For in the eyes of the Spirit Controller, he was already a dead man. He had not the slightest doubt about what the little monkey had previously told him. So now, as he watched Long Lie’s battle with the Spirit Controller, he also pricked up his ears to listen to the little monkey. Ye Zi indeed knew very little about the Spirit Controller. And when he learned that the Spirit Controller’s mastery over the soul was so terrifying, Ye Zi suddenly felt a chill and asked the little monkey with a hint of horror, "Are you saying that in this Fang Universe, no one can match the Spirit Controller in terms of soul control?"

The little monkey, not understanding why Ye Zi suddenly asked this question, subconsciously nodded his head. Ye Zi’s face turned even paler and more unsightly. "So, when it comes to sensing and responding to souls, his ability is absolutely unmatched?" Originally puzzled by Ye Zi’s question, both the little monkey and Sun Wukong suddenly stiffened, followed by a terrible thought rising in their minds.

The strength of the Spirit Controller was absolutely unfathomable; even if Sun Wukong, the little monkey, and Ye Zi joined forces, they would definitely be no match for him. And now, they were no more than two thousand meters from the bottom of Dragon Valley, which was very close. Since the little monkey had not intentionally concealed the soul fluctuations of the three of them, did that mean the Spirit Controller might have already sensed them? It was just unclear why he pretended not to see, or perhaps he was planning to deal with Long Lie first and then take care of the three of them afterward?

In an instant, cold sweat ran down the bodies of all three, especially Ye Zi, whose face had turned deathly pale. Against anyone else, even against the Dragon Emperor, Ye Zi was willing to fight alone; even if he couldn’t win, his strong recovery ability would surely prevent him from dying. If he also had the assistance of Sun Wukong, who possessed the World Suppressing Stele, and the little monkey, Ye Zi believed that capturing the Dragon Emperor wouldn’t be too difficult.

But facing the Spirit Controller, Ye Zi couldn’t muster any intention to resist. Even with Sun Wukong who had the World Suppressing Stele, there wasn’t the slightest chance in front of the Spirit Controller. It simply wasn’t a fight at the same level. Despite the fact that the Dragon Emperor seemed to be holding his own against the Spirit Controller, everyone knew that the Spirit Controller probably hadn’t even used one-tenth of his strength. Yet even so, the Dragon Emperor was in constant danger, and if not for the powerful defensive power and strength of his true form, the Golden Holy Dragon, he probably couldn’t have held on much longer.

On the other hand, the Spirit Controller still looked completely relaxed and at ease, holding a rather ordinary-looking fan, standing there as if he was not even in a fight. Before him, the Dragon Emperor was already bathed in blood, his Dragon Scale Armor greatly damaged. And surrounding him were two great bovine figures wielding giant axes and a three-metre-long fiery red Fire Phoenix constantly attacking the Dragon Emperor. In fact, many of the Dragon Emperor’s wounds were caused by that very Fire Phoenix, which was no more than three metres long.

While unaware of what species the two bovines were, Sun Wukong did know that this three-meter-long phoenix was definitely from the Burst Phoenix Clan of the Flame God, as every attack from the phoenix was accompanied by intense explosions. It was these unavoidable explosions that made the Dragon Emperor so wretchedly miserable.

Finally, a change came over the Dragon Emperor’s eyes. He knew that even if the Spirit Controller suppressed his cultivation and strength to the same Realm as his own, it would still be impossible for him to win. In fact, the combat power the Spirit Controller wielded was not greatly related to his actual strength, for apart from initially using the paper fan in his hand to block Long Lie’s spear attack, he had been summoning souls to fight throughout the battle.

Moreover, even though these three souls were in a soul state, they were virtually indistinguishable from real people, each possessing tremendous combat power. They were also on par with the Dragon Emperor, half a step into the Domain Lord Level of strength. With no advantage in cultivation and facing three against one, the Dragon Emperor’s defeat was all but certain. Find your next read on novelbuddy

However, would the Dragon Emperor admit defeat so easily? Of course, the answer is no.

"Golden Holy Dragon, grace the world!"

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