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Martial Peak · Chapter 3062

Chapter 3062: The First

January 17, 2020 · 6 min read · 1,205 words

If truly unleashed his full power, not a single dragon on could stand against him.

That was why the Fourth Elder had to neutralise the bloodline suppression before the fight could even begin—the Protection Art from the Dragon Hall was his only means.

Two commands in the Dragon Tongue rang out, and from the distant, hidden Dragon Hall, a chorus of dragon cries suddenly echoed through the air. Moments later, over a dozen streaks of light shot skyward like dragons bursting from the sea, their sinuous bodies cutting across the horizon. In the blink of an eye they descended upon Spirit Island, diving straight toward the assembled dragons below.

The dragons below naturally rejoiced at the sight and surged forward to meet them.

Fsssh, fsssh, fsssh…

Those streaks of light from the Dragon Hall pierced into the bodies of the various dragons one after another. They did not grant any boost in strength, yet they filled their recipients with renewed confidence—as though reborn. The fear and wariness they had felt toward vanished without a trace.

"Now!" barked in a low voice. One of the streaks of light abruptly changed course, swerving past a dragon who had moved to receive it and swooping down toward 's side instead. It plunged directly into 's body.

's frame shuddered. He had not the faintest idea what had just happened, but once the light settled inside him, he clearly felt the change within himself. The most obvious and tangible difference was that the dragon might radiating from all the surrounding dragons no longer pressed down on him with nearly the same force. His long-suppressed bloodline had been set free, and his Imperial Yuan flowed joyfully through his meridians, unimpeded at last.

"What is this…" stared blankly, then turned his palm over and examined it as though he could hardly believe what he was feeling.

"Protection of the Dragon Hall," answered casually, then shook his head with a look of clear dissatisfaction.

His original plan had been to intercept every single blessing the Dragon Hall sent out. If he could have managed that, he would have won the day's battle without lifting a finger—the suppressive power of the Golden Sacred Dragon Origin alone would have left every dragon present so constrained that they could not even display half their true strength.

But he had ultimately underestimated 's ability.

In the contest over the Dragon Hall's protection, he had fallen a step behind.

was, after all, the legitimate Fourth Elder of the Dragon Clan. His communion with the Dragon Hall was second nature.

A sharp gleam flickered in 's eyes upon hearing 's reply.

Ever since the dragons had appeared, he had been kept under the crushing weight of their bloodline pressure. The only reason he had been able to step out of the crowd and stand firmly at 's side before was because of the thought of Lü Sanniang.

He wanted vengeance for Lü Sanniang, and borrowing 's momentum was the only way.

He had never imagined that one more person at his level—possessing a mere third-order, lower-grade dragon bloodline, no less—could offer any meaningful help against pure-blooded dragons. There had been no hope of victory in his mind.

But now that suppression had been dramatically weakened. They all seemed to be standing on the same starting line once more, and no one could dominate anyone else through bloodline alone.

's expression turned solemn. He fixed his gaze in the direction where had retreated, his eyes blazing with a terrifying light, and said in a low voice: "Brother Yang, I won't waste words of gratitude—I want to—"

"Go." knew what he intended. He gave his consent before could finish.

"I'll be back as soon as I can!" called out. His figure flickered, drifting backward, and under the bewildered gazes of everyone present, he vanished from sight.

In that brief interval while and had been exchanging words, the space around the Fourth Elder had suddenly twisted into a grotesque distortion. The void before him shimmered with bizarre, ever-shifting hues, as though it might collapse at any moment. He fought to hold it off for a time but ultimately could not unravel this spatial technique. With a sigh, he called out in a low voice: "Since you insist, then so be it."

Li Wuyi laughed heartily. "Forgive the offence, Fourth Elder!"

Even as the words left his mouth, the massive hand that had been hovering in midair suddenly slammed downward.

Without a sound, the Fourth Elder vanished—as though he had never existed in the first place. At the same time, Li Wuyi's figure disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only a ripple of spatial energy that spread outward in every direction.

raised an eyebrow, instantly recognising it as a spatial divine ability. It seemed Li Wuyi had dragged the Fourth Elder into some unknown pocket of space.

Truly worthy of his reputation as the strongest being beneath the Great Emperors—the Fourth Elder was no doubt far more powerful than an average third-order Emperor Realm cultivator, yet even he had been unable to break free of Li Wuyi's technique.

Li Wuyi clearly intended to face the Fourth Elder one-on-one, and that was precisely what wanted to see. With the Fourth Elder removed from the equation, there was not a single dragon present that he feared.

Besides, he was not fighting alone.

"Over a decade ago, I suffered at the hands of you wretched worms. Today, this lady is going to settle that score." 's beautiful eyes swept across the assembled dragons, a cold smirk playing at the corner of her lips.

The single sentence ignited the fury of every dragon present.

The Dragon Clan held the throne among the Sacred Spirits and stood above all living creatures. When had they ever been called worms?

Even 's brow furrowed slightly. 's indiscriminate insult had swept him and into its net as well. That said, it was true that more than a decade ago the brother and sister had fought and Li Wuyi, and they knew firsthand just how troublesome this woman could be.

The dragons' faces darkened like storm clouds. No one spoke, but their expressions said everything.

swept his gaze across them and spoke in a level voice: "Let me and Qing'er leave, and I will not make things difficult for you today."

He had no wish to burn every bridge with the Dragon Clan. If these dragons could turn a blind eye and let him and depart, that would be the ideal outcome.

"Hey, kid — that's a rather unprincipled thing to say, isn't it?" shot him an indignant glare. She had not expected to make such a proposal at a time like this. If he left, she would be left to fight them all on her own. Her strength was considerable, but even so, being besieged by over a dozen dragons could hardly end well.

End of chapter 3062