All heavens, the destiny that begins with the path of martial arts

"Do you think you are so great? You are just an executioner, the culprit who destroyed the dragon clan!"

The Netherworld Dragon pointed at Emperor Yan Canglong and kept repeating this sentence.

This made everyone very curious about what Emperor Yan Zanglong had done.

After all, they don’t know what happened in the past. The only people who knew about the ancient times were killed by Emperor Yan Zanglong. Now they are the only ones who know about it.

"If you say so, then so be it."

Emperor Yan Canglong waved his hand and glanced at the Netherworld Dragon casually.

"I don't need to explain so much. After all, no matter how much I say, you won't believe it."

This is the fact. Even if he told the truth about what happened back then, the Netherworld Dragon would definitely think that he was deceiving him and that it was fake.

"How dare you do this... They admired you the most, respected you the most, but in the end, you were the one who killed them!"

"So what? We'll die anyway in the end. Does it matter who kills us?"

Just as he finished speaking, a black slash brushed past his dragon horn, and in a flash, the figure of the Netherworld Dragon suddenly appeared.

He swung the sword in his hand down vertically, but was blocked by a piece of the handle.

"You are worse than a beast!"

The Netherworld Dragon roared and the strength in his hands continued to increase, but Emperor Yan Canglong always looked relaxed.

"Don't use your own way to judge me"

Di Yan Canglong's tone gradually became colder, and the flame attached to the hilt of the sword suddenly picked up the long sword and chopped it down.

The Netherworld Dragon dodged by flipping backwards, standing in mid-air, raising his arms and spreading his palms towards the sky.

"Soul Buried in Dream Lotus!"

A black magic circle suddenly appeared, and a gorgeous lotus-shaped magic circle bloomed in the sky, pointing to the Emperor Yan Canglong below. The rotating lotus gathered the dark power between heaven and earth, and even the thunder and lightning raging in the dark clouds were drawn down.

The shining lightning wrapped around the black beam of light slammed towards Emperor Yanzanglong, and the surrounding space shattered with bursts of mournful sounds.

"Emperor Flame Dragon Soul Slash——"

Di Yan Canglong glanced at the people behind him, and raised the Mo Dao that he had put down again. The power of dragon flame roared out, and red flames flowed on the blade, and he swung it out casually.

The scorching flames transformed into a roaring fire dragon, rushing towards the destructive bombardment and swallowing all the energy into its stomach in one gulp.

"You keep saying that you are the leader of the Dragon Clan, but have you ever done what a leader should do? Have you ever fulfilled the responsibilities of a leader?"

Another sword came slashing over, but Emperor Yan Canglong didn't move a step. He listened to the words of Youyu Minglong without any emotion.

"I have done what I should do, and you have no right to hold me accountable."

The Netherworld Dragon gradually tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword. He said nothing more and just kept attacking.

The two were speechless. Emperor Yan Canglong leisurely resolved the attacks of the Netherworld Dragon without affecting the people behind him.

Taking advantage of the gap in the Netherworld Dragon's attack, Emperor Yan Canglong's eyes became fierce, and he slashed across his chest armor with a knife, sparks flying immediately.

He never showed mercy, even to his own people, he would use nine out of ten of his strength.

"call"

The Nether Dragon looked down at the knife mark on his breastplate, which matched the previous one exactly. The pain became even worse, and there were more and more black particles.

"Blood Evil Nine Shadow Tribulation——"

Black and gold appeared all around his body, and he activated the power of the core of the earth, but in return, parts of his body shattered.

Gaining power comes at a price.

Nine phantoms appeared one after another, and each one seemed to be identical to the Netherworld Dragon, even the energy fluctuations were the same.

The moment the phantom appeared, it looked towards Di Yan Zanglong. The sword blade was covered with a layer of blood, and it rushed towards Di Yan Zanglong with a whoosh.

The Netherworld Dragon himself followed closely behind, but his sword blade was not only blood-red but also dark black.

"Heavenly Flame and Earthly Fire"

Di Yan Canglong had a blank expression on his face. He had seen this move before and almost failed to catch it once, but there would be no second time.

A red flame ignited out of nowhere, forming a vortex that was held in the palm of Di Yanzanglong's hand, and he threw it out with a casual flick.

After the vortex broke away from Emperor Yan Canglong, it suddenly spread into a fire tornado and attacked the phantoms.

Because the shadow was moving too fast, it almost crashed into the tornado and was instantly burned to ashes. Only the Netherworld Dragon himself cut the tornado in half with a sword, and it turned into green smoke and dissipated.

"If you hadn't done anything, how could they have died?"

"If it weren't for you, Shining as the Star...he, he wouldn't have died..."

The Netherworld Dragon did not stop, and its sharp sword stabbed straight at Emperor Yanzanglong.

Di Yan Canglong's eyes darkened, he turned his head to avoid the sword, grabbed Youyu Minglong's wrist, and then kicked him in the waist.

"That's your fault. Think carefully about why Can Ruxing left."

Emperor Yan Canglong's tone gradually became impatient, and Nether Prison Dragon also retreated to mid-air, ignoring the electric current coming out of his body, looking at Emperor Yan Canglong with hatred and sadness.

"I admit that I was the one who forced him to leave, because apart from him, no one would care about a piece of trash, no one!"

"It's my fault... But don't you have any responsibility? You could have saved him. You were not far from him, but what did you do? You watched him lose his dragon power and die in agony! Don't you have any fault?"

Anger is far less than sadness. If it were him, if he was the one there, he would never let Can Ruxing get into trouble... Even if his dragon power was taken away, he would never...

"You clearly know... that once the dragon power is taken away, you will die... You also know the pain of having your dragon power taken away... But you let Can Ruxing, a child, endure all of this. This is not what he should experience!"

Driven by anger, the Netherworld Dragon rushed to Emperor Yan Canglong like a madman, clenched his fist, and punched him down.

Bang!

The fist missed, but a scarlet shadow was reflected in the optical mirror. Then his head was hit hard and he fell backwards. The scarlet optical mirror lost its color instantly and his entire field of vision went blank. There were also some black metal fragments floating in the air.

"Then why don't you save him? This is all your own fault. Don't put the blame on others."

Di Yan Canglong was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke and retracted his fist. Because he had his back to the crowd, they did not see the fleeting complexity in Di Yan Canglong's optical mirror.

"I can save...what can I do? Don't forget that you were the one who imprisoned me in the Dragon Locking Abyss that day. If it weren't for you, how could I not have saved Can Ruxing!!"

The Netherworld Dragon covered his visor with his hands, and pieces of metal fragments fell from between his fingers. His voice was trembling, and his body was shaking as well.

"She was tortured to death... Can Ruxing is just a child!!"

He staggered to his feet and shook off the hands that were covering the visor. Black particles continued to float out of the visor, which was broken into a quarter.

"Don't you know what kind of pain that is? Not to mention you and me at that time, even now, how many people can endure such pain? Why should a child go through it..."

"..."

Emperor Yan Canglong said nothing, but looked at the sad Netherworld Dragon in silence.

"Will I die if my dragon power is taken away?"

Behind him, Luo Luo scratched his head and looked at Mo Yan beside him in confusion.

"Yes, Lord Dragon said that the most important thing for the dragon race is dragon power. Dragon power is equivalent to a second backup hidden energy source. Once it is taken away or lost, you will die."

Mo Yan clenched his claws and spoke in an unnatural tone. Seeing this, Shadow stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"But, wasn't Brother Xiao's dragon power taken away by that shark at that time? It seems he is not dead..."

Luo Luo looked puzzled. There was no change in the analyzer at that time. The only change seemed to be that Xiao's energy decreased, but his health value did not change at all.

The moment he finished speaking, Lolo's hair stood up, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast. He turned his head stiffly and saw the Netherworld Dragon that seemed to be about to devour people.

"What did you say!"

Netherworld Dragon spoke word by word, and he squeezed out just four words.

Luo Luo's face turned pale. He took two steps back but tripped and fell to the ground. He quickly covered his mouth, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't stop trembling.

boom!

A muffled sound came from the sky, and they realized then that dark clouds had already covered the sky, and no light could get in. Above the clouds there were faint cries of grief, but no one knew for whom they were coming.

"Zhu-Jiu-Yao!!!"

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