Atavism: Solar Bloodline

The moment he saw Long Aoyun step forward, Kui Long's eyes narrowed, his killing intent boiling.

The number one combatant in the mundane world!

The guy who had been entangled with the Hundred Ghosts Sect for a thousand years.

Such an opponent was hard not to arouse his interest!

"Commander Long!"

The moment Chen Dragon saw Long Aoyun, his eyes revealed a bit of pleasant surprise.

When Long Aoyun appeared here, they had already won.

"Step back, his strength is very strong."

Long Aoyun's eyes were cold, and a crimson, magnificent long saber emerged in his hand.

"Cloud Cleaving Saber, I didn't expect it to be in your hands."

Kui Long looked at the saber in Long Aoyun's hand with leisurely eyes and muttered to himself.

This saber was the supreme treasure of the Dragon clan!

He was a demonic beast that had survived for five thousand years.

When those mighty human figures suppressed Nie Xuan here, he, who was still a small demonic beast, was also implicated and sealed up because he was in this area.

After five thousand years, his strength was not weak at all!

"Let's get reacquainted. I am Kui Long, the vice sect master of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, possessing the bloodlines of both the Dragon clan and the Kui Ox."

Kui Long grinned and looked at Long Aoyun, slowly drawing a slender rapier from his hand. "In terms of status, I'm afraid you, a third-generation member, still have to call me uncle."

The Dragon clan was the head of all spirits!

The Kui Ox was an ancient desolate beast!

Both were top-tier bloodlines. It was hard to imagine just how powerful the creature bred by the two could be.

"Noisy!"

In the blink of an eye, Long Aoyun's figure shuttled behind Kui Long.

The long saber in his hand was stained with blood.

Slash!

Kui Long's eyes were filled with horror. A bloody line appeared on his neck, and blood splattered out.

"Impressive, peak of the Heavenly Dipper realm!"

Kui Long looked at Long Aoyun in disbelief.

He never imagined that the kid in front of him could cultivate such powerful strength in a place like the mundane world, where spiritual energy was scarce.

Long Aoyun sheathed his saber, his aloof eyes staring coldly at Kui Long.

This guy's strength was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

That strike just now was actually only a flesh wound!

Both were at the peak of the Heavenly Dipper realm.

The difference was that Kui Long's strength was already approaching the Nirvana realm, a half-step into Nirvana!

In the Spirit Gathering stage, every step forward was defying the heavens.

The Heavenly Dipper stage was a hurdle.

The Nirvana stage was another hurdle, and this hurdle was like a heavenly chasm.

Countless amazingly talented geniuses spent their entire lives stuck at this hurdle, unable to advance an inch.

"Heh, third generation, I want to see what qualifications a guy like you has to offend your superiors!"

Kui Long's eyes revealed a bit of contempt.

He had been stuck at the strength level of the peak of the Heavenly Dipper realm for a thousand years.

Back then, when he was charging towards the Nirvana realm, Long Aoyun was still a dragon egg.

Moreover, bloodlines only continuously diluted. A third-generation Dragon clan member.

He didn't feel there was any possibility of threatening him at all.

Long Aoyun swung his saber, and his black uniform rustled in the fierce wind.

A piercing white light flickered on his body.

Upon seeing this, Kui Long had a look of disbelief and said in horror, "Sunlight, how is that possible!"

In the Dragon clan, this was the legendary Sunlight Bloodline!

Why would such a heaven-defying bloodline appear in a third-generation Dragon clan member!

Atavism?

Long Aoyun stepped forward with his long saber and said indifferently, "Nothing is impossible."

As he spoke, the saber light was dazzling, and the surrounding desert was filled with terrifying light spiritual energy.

Seeing this scene, Chen Dragon hurriedly ordered everyone from the Pantheon, "Go quickly!"

He knew clearly just how terrifying Long Aoyun was when going all out.

Eight hundred years ago, he had witnessed it with his own eyes.

Kui Long raised the slender rapier in his hand and rushed over with a crazy expression. "Then let's see who can survive until the end!"

Fierce winds blew across the desert.

Brushing past the crisscrossing craters and gullies.

Looking from above, this position in the Profound Domain looked as if it had been plowed, with the land shattered and the river dried up.

This barren land looked even more desolate.

Patter!

Patter!

Long Aoyun leaned on his long saber and struggled to stand up straight.

Dripping blood flowed onto the ground.

In a huge crater not far from him.

Kui Long had already turned into a battered corpse, his pupils dilated, staring at the sky as if he died with remaining grievances.

Kui Long, who had survived for five thousand years, had finally fallen.

"Commander Long..."

Chen Dragon hurried over, looking at Long Aoyun with a guilty expression.

He hated his own incompetence!

But the battle between Kui Long and Long Aoyun was no longer something his initial Heavenly Dipper realm strength could intervene in.

After going through a great battle, Long Aoyun still looked as usual. "How is the mundane world?"

"Nie, Nie Xuan has already broken into the imperial capital!"

...

Imperial Capital, outskirts!

"Hehe, Boss, you were right. The people in the mundane world are so weak."

A Fox clan demonic beast licked the blood on its claws, speaking some strange language.

Beneath its feet was a martial artist wearing a Daoist robe whose heart had been dug out.

"Don't be careless, these are all small fry."

A tall and sturdy giant, a full two and a half meters tall, stood with his arms crossed like an iron tower in front.

But a pair of tiger eyes carried a bit of teasing.

Bronze Tiger!

A general-level demonic beast of the Myriad Demon Nation in the Ancient Continent.

He himself was also a level-six demonic beast.

Besides Bronze Tiger, there was also a Minotaur giant with a burly ten-meter-tall body standing here, giving off a full sense of oppression.

Above in the sky, there was also a humanoid demonic beast with two pairs of wings on its back. With its four transparent wings spread, it looked like a mosquito from afar.

These two were actually also level-six demonic beasts!

Besides the three of them, the rear was surrounded by densely packed demonic beast figures, giving off a full sense of oppression.

In front of the numerous demon clans.

There were the corpses of three old men.

If other martial artists were present, they would definitely be shocked.

These three old men were all experts ranked on the Heaven Ranking, leading figures in the martial arts world.

At this time, they had actually died here!

On the other side, several old Daoists were also covered in injuries.

They were elders in the Daoist Alliance.

One Breath Daoist Sect, Wudang Mountain, Maoshan, Pure Yang Palace, Dragon Elephant Mountain.

Five Daoist Alliance elders couldn't even match Bronze Tiger alone.

From the Cangqiong Mansion, Cangqiong Daoist fought against the Minotaur demonic beast.

At this time, he was also being beaten back step by step.

"Fellow Daoists, the imperial capital is facing a great tribulation!"

Cangqiong Daoist had a solemn expression and slowly said, "Millions of people need our rescue. Even if we have to give our all, we must break through their blockade!"

"I'm afraid us few old fogeys are going to be buried here. I don't know if that good-for-nothing disciple of mine can hold up Dragon Elephant Mountain."

A yellow-robed old Daoist with graying hair tied in a bun stroked his beard and said wistfully.

The fall of the six of them would be a heavy blow to the Daoist Alliance, as one could imagine.

The old Daoist in green clothes from the Wudang Sect said boldly and free-spiritedly, "Children have their own fortunes. Today, the mission of us few old fogeys is to kill these demons and monsters!"

"Everyone, you must hold on!"

From the Ninth Hall of the Pantheon, Shen Monkey fell from the sky, gripping the long staff in his hand, and gritted his teeth.

Just now, he was fighting against the birdman in the sky.

But it was obvious that he was at a disadvantage and completely not a match.

The news that the Law Enforcement Bureau had fallen had already spread.

The Daoist Alliance, which was relatively close to the imperial capital, the martial artists of the Pantheon branch stationed in the imperial capital, as well as the major sects and top families in the imperial capital, rushed over one after another.

Even with a numerical advantage, they were still no match for the demon race.

In just a short amount of time, they were beaten into a steady retreat.

Shen Monkey's gaze was ice-cold as he stared at Bronze Tiger and his group.

These were all level-six demonic beasts.

With his strength only at the peak of the Spirit Gathering Realm, he was obviously outmatched.

Among the Twelve Halls of the Gods, Zi Rat, Chou Niu, and Chen Dragon, the three who had already stepped into the Heavenly Dipper Realm, might stand a chance.

Looking at the hideous, snarling demons in front of him, Shen Monkey gripped his staff tightly, his eyes fierce.

If he did not stop them, the imperial capital would be reduced to a total slaughterhouse.

But with such a massive disparity in strength, how was he supposed to hold them back!