An Yi arrived riding a dragon, instantly stunning everyone.
With an entrance like that, wasn’t it even more dramatic than Michael’s?
Following the blade of Li Shang, An Yi flicked his wrist mid-air, sending dozens of steel needles whistling through the wind toward Michael.
Michael, who had intended to strike down Lin Lan, was forced to halt and slash at the needles instead.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The steel needles were instantly melted by the light sword.
At that moment, An Yi leaped off the dragon’s back, activating Flame Step to descend rapidly through the air!
Second Form of the Dragon-Slaying Nine Swords—Dragon’s Descent!
A sudden surge of energy enveloped Michael, making his movements sluggish.
"What kind of trick is this?"
Michael wore an expression of disdain.
An Yi drew a heavy sword from his storage space and plummeted downward like a fiery meteor, streaking through the air.
"Are you insane?!"
Michael’s eyes turned cold.
Was this kid’s plan to kill both him and Lin Lan in one strike?
The overwhelming energy pressure made Michael’s gaze sharpen—he knew this strike was no joke.
If he blocked it head-on, he’d likely suffer minor injuries.
"Fine, have it your way. Let this woman die!"
In the blink of an eye, Michael’s expression darkened. He spread his six wings and instantly retreated, evading the force of Dragon’s Descent.
Seeing Michael dodge, An Yi curled his lips into a triumphant smirk.
Since Dragon’s Descent couldn’t be interrupted, he simply stowed the black heavy sword back into his storage space.
As he hurtled downward, he used Qi Control to alter his trajectory, ensuring he wouldn’t crush Lin Lan.
Boom!
An Yi, wreathed in flames, crashed into the ground like a meteor, blasting a massive crater.
Dirt surged! Debris flew!
The entire earth trembled, and a faint, bone-chilling crack echoed, making everyone’s teeth ache.
"Could anyone survive an impact that strong?"
All eyes were fixed on the crater, not daring to breathe.
One second, two seconds, three seconds…
"Brother-in-law?"
Lin Lan, standing closest, peered into the crater, her voice trembling.
No response.
"Dead?"
A shadow fell over the hearts of everyone from the Underworld.
This sudden, tragic reversal was something they’d likely spend their whole lives trying to forget.
Where was the majestic, handsome dragon-riding youth from moments ago?!
"Cough! Cough!"
Not long after, An Yi, covered in blood, struggled to rise from the crater, propping himself up shakily with the Dragonfang Demon Sword.
"I’m not dead!" he declared arrogantly.
The crowd:
"Damn you, lousy navigation!"
An Yi wiped blood from his lips and cursed.
"Who knew the road just… ended after a certain point?"
He’d been riding the white dragon aimlessly for a while. Luckily, Qin Yao had guided him, allowing him to finally locate Chunnan Island.
"Kid, you’ve got guts," Michael said with a faint smile.
"That impact just now was terrifying. Even if you didn’t die, you should be crippled."
"A stunt like that—only someone with no sense would attempt it."
"Not bad," An Yi replied, wiping blood from his forehead and flashing a fierce grin.
"But the result’s good. I saved Lin Lan from Michael’s grasp. Mission accomplished."
If Michael had taken his mother-in-law hostage or outright killed her, things would’ve been dire.
What seemed reckless had achieved the unexpected.
Thanks to the relentless regeneration of his Undying Warrior Body, An Yi’s injuries were already mostly healed. Now, he was more than ready for a fight.
"An Yi, leader of the Asura Gate. This is our first meeting, isn’t it?" Michael said leisurely, studying him.
An Yi raised an eyebrow. "Who the hell are you?"
Honestly, he’d only learned from Qin Yao that Chunnan Island was in danger—he had no clue about the specifics.
(Well, Qin Yao didn’t know either.)
"Michael, ruler of Heaven," Michael replied coolly, his gaze turning icy.
An Yi hefted the Dragonfang Demon Sword and grinned. "I don’t give a damn who you are!"
King Taishan, clutching his wounds, forced himself to stand. "Let me handle this. You’re worse off than I am."
An Yi: "..."
Michael moved swiftly, his body transforming into a streak of white light as he appeared behind King Taishan.
"So eager to die? I can send you on your way."
King Taishan’s hair stood on end, his eyes widening in horror.
But in his current state, dodging was impossible.
Clang!
The light sword came down—only to be blocked by a black longsword.
Michael’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the tattered but standing An Yi.
He hadn’t expected this kid to match his speed.
Swiish!
The light sword swept horizontally, deflecting An Yi’s counterattack.
Michael’s gaze lingered on An Yi’s sword.
His earlier strike hadn’t damaged it at all. Ordinary weapons usually couldn’t withstand the light sword’s power.
"Get out of the way," An Yi said lazily, then kicked King Taishan in the rear, sending him flying.
"Interesting."
Michael’s expression grew serious as he raised his light sword.
"As a mere mortal, do you really think you can oppose a god?"
With that, Michael attacked again.
His light sword danced, releasing powerful sword energy that filled the air with streaks of light.
An Yi matched his speed, flames coiling around his legs as he countered Michael’s assault.
Their clash!
The resulting shockwaves sent nearby assassins and Underworld fighters stumbling back several steps.
Light sword against demon sword—after several exchanges, neither seemed to gain the upper hand.
Clang!
Michael’s light sword suddenly flared, its blade extending several meters as he slashed at An Yi from a distance.
Unexpectedly, An Yi’s demon sword also lengthened in response, meeting the strike head-on.
The collision forced both combatants back two steps.
The Underworld fighters were stunned.
None had expected An Yi to hold his own against Michael in a direct confrontation.
Beads of sweat formed on An Yi’s forehead, his hands trembling from the impact, blood seeping from his palms.
He wasn’t as composed as he appeared.
Michael’s strength surpassed the Void Realm!
An Yi had once believed the Void Realm’s peak was this world’s ultimate limit. Yet this man’s power defied all expectations.
"You’re using the complete version of the serum?" An Yi mused, realization dawning.
Michael’s eyes narrowed. "What else do you know?"
"That explains it!"
An Yi understood now.
The serum had awakened Fang Jueming’s Gold Spirit Veins, while Michael had unlocked Light Spirit Veins.
This world cultivated energy, with the Void Realm as its pinnacle.
But spiritual cultivation was different. In An Yi’s original world, realms beyond the Void existed.
The so-called "complete serum" that broke through limits was merely the key to unlocking spirit veins.
Judging by Michael’s mastery, he’d awakened his spirit veins long ago.
Though this world’s spiritual energy was sparse, places like the Hongtian Secret Realm held dense concentrations. That Michael could cultivate here wasn’t entirely surprising.
Michael smirked arrogantly. "You guessed right. Ten years ago, I surpassed human limits. To mortals like you, I am a god!"
His reason for obsessively pursuing Boss Nie’s serum was simple—he wanted to destroy it.
He would never allow anyone to surpass him.
This world needed only one god!
"A god?" An Yi’s eyes gleamed dangerously. "I fucking hate people who call themselves gods."
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