Dragon God Supreme

"Old Clan Leader!"

Elder Wuji, Zhu Huang, and others shouted in panic, their hearts burning with anxiety.

"Elder Wuji, what should we do? Can the Old Clan Leader hold on?" Zhu Chenxin asked in fear, his old eyes locked onto the vast and terrifying energy ripples in the void.

"How did Long Shitian’s power become so terrifying? Where did he get such a fearsome art? It’s already beyond the existence of the Sacred Decree!" Zhu Huang exclaimed in panic, his old face turning pale.

At this moment, Elder Wuji could no longer maintain his previously steady and all-controlling posture.

"Boom!"

"Buzz buzz!"

Amidst the terrifying energy ripples, a deafening explosion suddenly spread, dispersing the previous energy ripples with the terrifying power generated by the fierce clash.

The figures of Long Shitian and Zhu Tianmo clashing with a punch once again appeared in the eyes of Elder Wuji and others.

Zhu Tianmo had a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, looking slightly disheveled.

Long Shitian was unscathed.

"The Old Clan Leader is injured!" Zhu Huang exclaimed, the panic in his heart growing stronger.

Elder Wuji also exclaimed: "Long Shitian is unharmed!"

"How can this be... the Old Clan Leader can’t fight against Long Shitian!" Zhu E Hun’s old face was filled with fear and disbelief, as if the end of the Demon Clan had come.

Elder Wuji and the others were close to mental collapse.

The most powerful existence of the Demon Clan couldn’t match the Third Ancestor of the Dragon God Clan!

The stark contrast was unacceptable to all of them.

"Zhu Tianmo, it seems you’re almost done for, your power has weakened a lot. Didn’t you just say that I’m not your match? What? Is this all you’ve got?" Long Shitian’s mocking cold laughter sounded upon seeing the blood at Zhu Tianmo’s mouth.

Zhu Tianmo’s old face twisted, his old eyes flickered with a scarlet murderous intent, he gritted his teeth and angrily said: "Long Shitian!"

"What? Angry? I’ll go easy on you later, so I don’t kill you." Long Shitian mocked with a cold smile, finally able to vent the grievances pressed in his heart for many years.

"Outrageous!" Zhu Tianmo was furious, suddenly roaring to the sky: "Demonization!"

"Buzz buzz!"

Zhu Tianmo went into a frenzy, his eyes bursting with blood light, an infinite destructive force erupted, a mighty aura full of killing intent swept out, causing the space to tremble violently again.

The terrifying power was much stronger than before.

"Good opportunity!" Long Shitian sneered.

"Whoosh!"

With a thought, he used instant movement, suddenly appearing behind Zhu Tianmo, his fire fist, filled with domineering power, struck fiercely.

He said he’d go easy, but Long Shitian seemed to attack even more viciously.

"Boom!"

With a booming sound, Long Shitian’s punch sent Zhu Tianmo transforming into a black lightning bolt, shooting tens of thousands of meters away in the blink of an eye.

This punch showed terrifying power.

"Boom!"

"Long Shitian!"

However, in the next moment, Zhu Tianmo suddenly roared, accompanied by a piercing rumble, shooting back with extreme speed and a torrential, unstoppable aura.

"Zhu Tianmo, it’s over!" A cold smile appeared at the corner of Long Shitian’s mouth, his right index finger raised, flame fluttering at its tip.

"Sacred Decree! Inferno Storm!"

Long Shitian shouted coldly, his overwhelming momentum instantly multiplied, and the flames at his fingertip suddenly erupted into an extremely terrifying firestorm, overwhelmingly domineering.

The horrific sea of flames stormed outward with stunning speed.

Seeing the terrifying scene was like witnessing world destruction!

"Impossible!" Zhu Tianmo, who was shooting over, was dumbfounded, overwhelmed by intense unease and fear.

What kind of art is this?

Aside from the Holy Artifact, Zhu Tianmo was now at his peak battle strength.

Yet facing this terrifying firestorm, he felt a strong sense of danger.

Zhu Huang, Zhu E Hun, and others were scared out of their wits.

"Not good! Quickly, leave! Leave now!" Elder Wuji shouted in alarm and panic.

The terrifying Sacred Decree, with an overwhelming aura and strength, was beyond their imagination and unlike anything they had seen before.

With their strength, they simply could not resist!

"Boom!"

"Pfft!"

The firestorm rampaged unchecked, with Zhu Tianmo bearing the brunt. The moment he was hit, his battle armor shattered, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and was violently sent flying.

"What art is this? How does it have such power?" Zhu Tianmo was terrified to the extreme, having never seen such an art, such power.

In the blink of an eye, within ten thousand zhang of the void, all was a sea of fire, burning the void, truly a firestorm hell.

The scene was incredibly magnificent, shocking to behold, causing one’s soul to tremble.

"What a terrifying art, such a Sacred Decree doesn’t exist in the Holy Realm, using it with full force is just different, the destructive power is too frightening, such power, even Ancient Profound Venerable couldn’t withstand, it’s simply unimaginable." Long Shitian was also shocked.

The art’s terror was matched by an enormous consumption of power.

Long Shitian had used two arts, and considering the previous incorporation of the art into his body for the physical confrontation with Zhu Tianmo, his origin power was now almost exhausted.

"Old Clan Leader..."

In the distance, Elder Wuji and others were pale-faced, panicked, unsure if Zhu Tianmo was dead or alive.

Everyone in the Shadow Demon Sanctuary was petrified.

All the powers under the Demon Clan in the Western Region were awestruck by the firestorm hell in the void.

The soul-deep terror was irresistible.

The ten thousand zhang vast firestorm hell spread its dreadful power, covering the Western Region’s demon barrier, which, despite the distance, was now filled with cracks, ready to shatter at any moment.

With a wave of his hand, Long Shitian slowly dissolved the ten thousand zhang vast fire sea into the air.

The extremely destructive power dissipated accordingly.

Zhu Tianmo’s figure gradually emerged.

Zhu Tianmo was severely injured, his old face pale, his upper body clothing turned to ash, utterly wretched.

This battle, Zhu Tianmo lost.

Zhu Tianmo’s blood-red eyes were fixed on Long Shitian.

"This old thing is indeed not simple, such terrifying Sacred Decree power only left him heavily injured. If I had combined the power of the Holy Artifact, I could have killed him." Long Shitian thought, though it was already quite satisfactory.

"Zhu Tianmo, you’ve lost." Long Shitian sneered, overwhelmed with joy at defeating Zhu Tianmo.

"Oh, really?" Zhu Tianmo said coldly: "Your power is exhausted, isn’t it?"

"Demonic Holy Armor, so that’s it, no wonder." Long Shitian sneered, noticing Zhu Tianmo’s body surface exhibited a faint black battle armor.

Zhu Tianmo survived entirely due to the Demonic Holy Armor.

"Long Shitian, it’s you who has lost!" Zhu Tianmo, suppressing his severe injuries, roared as he was about to launch a fierce offensive.

"That’s enough." In the sky above, the calm voice of Long Shi Hun sounded.

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