Swear to Defend

"Commander Long!"

Mao Rabbit wiped away her tears. Seeing the golden dragon silhouette in the sky, she shouted, "Pantheon of Gods, heed my command! Protect the shelter at all costs!"

"Yes!"

The martial artists of the Pantheon roared as they gazed up at the dragon in the sky.

Their voices were deafening!

"Long Aoyun!"

Nie Xuan looked at the magnificent golden dragon amidst the sea of clouds, a ruthless gleam surfacing in his only remaining eye.

He knew Long Aoyun would be strong.

But he had never expected this guy to possess the legendary Sunblood lineage!

What a pity he was born in the wrong era, trapped on the spiritually barren Blue Star.

Had he been in the Primordial Era, he would have undoubtedly been a generation's Demon King.

Long Aoyun transformed into a golden hue, white light swirling around his body.

Wherever the light covered, the purple flames were forcibly extinguished, revealing a scarred and devastated earth that had been scorched by the inferno.

An indescribable rage filled Long Aoyun's chest.

He opened his jaws, and dragon breath surged forth, sweeping straight toward Nie Xuan!

The purple giant bird's assault was equally ferocious.

Wreathed in flames, it crashed into the dragon breath!

In an instant, the golden dragon's figure streaked across the night sky like the breaking dawn, illuminating the heavens.

The golden dragon's sharp claws seized the purple giant bird, slamming it toward the distant Sanming Mountain!

Boom!

The earth trembled!

The entire Sanming Mountain took the brunt of the impact on half of its face. Boulders tumbled down, leaving a shockingly massive crater.

A dragon's roar and a bird's cry!

They echoed and resounded across the horizon.

Long Aoyun knew perfectly well that a gap in strength existed between them.

Without hesitation, he opted for the most primal and brutal method of attack.

Purple feathers flew, engulfed in flames!

Golden dragon scales shattered, radiating white light!

Everyone stared at this earth-shattering battle, not even daring to breathe.

Sanming Mountain, one of the Imperial Capital's few natural scenic spots, was completely destroyed in this great war.

The massive mountain peak was leveled to the ground.

Even the flora and fauna were wiped out without a single trace left behind.

The golden dragon reverted to its human form.

The purple giant bird also shifted back into Nie Xuan's appearance.

Both were covered in wounds.

But it was obvious that Long Aoyun's injuries were much more severe.

"Impressive. Truly worthy of the Dragon Clan's Sunblood lineage!"

Nie Xuan sighed with emotion, his eyes brimming with jealousy.

In terms of strength, Long Aoyun was at the peak of a Tier Six demonic beast, equivalent only to the peak of the Tiangang Realm.

Meanwhile, he was a genuine Tier Seven demonic beast.

Calculating it, that was already the Nirvana Realm!

The gap between the two realms was like an uncrossable chasm.

Yet even so, Long Aoyun had managed to heavily injure him relying purely on his own might.

Drip, drop!

Covered in blood, Long Aoyun stood up straight.

A crimson long saber materialized in his hand.

"A peerless genius, what a pity!"

Four steel-like claw blades emerged from the back of Nie Xuan's hand, radiating a chilling killing intent.

At the same time, the wounds on his body began to heal.

Even his injured eye miraculously started to mend.

The Nirvana Realm.

This had already surpassed the limits of ordinary mortals.

By integrating spiritual energy into the body, one could freely draw upon the spiritual qi of heaven and earth!

Of course, the most crucial point was that Nie Xuan's current body was merely a vessel.

His true physical form had already been destroyed by Nie Chengwen.

Long Aoyun's eyes were piercing cold. Gripping his crimson long saber, his figure stood tall and unyielding.

He was the strongest person in this world.

If even he could not stop Nie Xuan, he feared no one on Blue Star would be able to halt his advance!

In this battle, even if he was no match, he had to drag down his opponent's pace!

The saber's gleam flashed!

The entire sky was blanketed by white light spiritual energy.

Long Aoyun's saber plunged steadily into Nie Xuan's chest, and he slashed!

Blood splattered!

Simultaneously, Nie Xuan's bone claws pierced straight through Long Aoyun's lungs.

Rip!

As the bone claws were withdrawn, blood rained down!

Long Aoyun stumbled, taking two steps back, leaning heavily on his saber to keep his body from falling.

"The Sunblood lineage should not have to stoop so low in this weak world!"

Nie Xuan remarked with a faint sigh.

If they were on the Ancient Continent, such a bloodline would likely make even gods wary.

But on Blue Star, spiritual energy was simply too scarce. To be able to cultivate to the peak of Tier Six within a thousand years left even Nie Xuan somewhat astounded.

Watching Nie Xuan's gradually recovering body, the corners of Long Aoyun's mouth curled into a cold smirk. "Just as I thought, your physical body is merely for show!"

"Therefore, you cannot defeat me!"

Nie Xuan stared at Long Aoyun leisurely and said slowly, "Throwing away your own life for these ants... is it really worth it?"

In his eyes, the lives of tens of millions of these ants could not even compare to Long Aoyun's single life.

Long Aoyun spoke slowly, "There is no such thing as worth it or not!"

He gazed out at this world, a smile forming on his lips.

This land beneath his feet... he had lived here for over a thousand years.

A long expanse of time, bearing the marks of a millennium.

His footprints had tread upon every corner of this place.

Every part of Great Xia was etched deeply into his heart.

He was born here, lived here, and had long since integrated into this nation and this realm.

If one day someone dared to invade, he would inevitably use his blood and life to defend it!

"Have a safe journey!"

Nie Xuan's bone claws slashed out!

A spray of blood painted the air!

Long Aoyun's body collapsed.

The crimson long saber remained embedded in the ground, flashing with a red glow!

"I'd like to see who else can stop me now!"

Nie Xuan's gaze grew increasingly sinister and cold.

After completely draining the spiritual source of the entire Profound Domain, his injuries had recovered.

After draining the spiritual source of the entire nation of West Asia, his strength had returned to that of a Tier Seven demonic beast, back to his peak state from five thousand years ago.

And next, the spiritual veins beneath the Imperial Capital were even more massive than those of West Asia!

If he could absorb them all...

At the thought of this, Nie Xuan's eyes gradually filled with greed.

Cough, cough!

Nie Xuan covered his mouth, then opened his hand.

A patch of dark red blood stained his palm.

It seems this body will have to be replaced soon, too.

Nie Xuan thought to himself leisurely, his eyes turning solemn.

Continuously extracting spiritual sources had brought about its side effects.

However, this could not stop his madness!

Next, the slaughter would begin!

From Nie Xuan's back, a pair of purple wings unfurled, and he took to the sky.

Right at that moment, a long dragon formed of black dark spiritual energy roared as it charged toward him.

Nie Xuan's eyes chilled slightly.

Suddenly.

The swirling black dragon was reduced to nothingness by purple flames.

"Who goes there!"

Nie Xuan's eyes were icy as he demanded in a low voice.

A terrifying killing intent filled the heavens!

"Night Emperor, An Yi!"

A leisurely voice echoed out.

In the sky, black wings flapped, and a swift silhouette streaked past like a shooting star.

An Yi hovered in midair, confronting Nie Xuan!

Nie Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "The Master of the Asura Sect?"