The Asura Great Emperor was clearly trying to display his might before Jiang Chen, to crush the young man's momentum. He gave a light whistle and made a signaling gesture.
The Black-Winged Dragon Fang let out a piercing shriek, its neck craning toward the sky as the pair of great fleshy wings on its back rose high, flapping continuously.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Powerful gales swept across heaven and earth in an instant, forming a terrifying aura that engulfed the entire arena.
And from the Dragon Fang's roar, a wave of savage, murderous intent coalesced into a fearsome field of pressure, hurtling directly toward Jiang Chen's side.
"Young Master Zhen, don't tell me you don't even have a contracted beast?" The Asura Great Emperor spoke with an air of smug superiority, his tone that of a hunter toying with his prey.
Jiang Chen raised his eyelids slightly, a hint of mocking amusement on his face. "Asura, I merely wanted to see what this Black-Winged Dragon Fang of yours could really do. As it turns out, not much at all! A Dragon Fang with talent like this would be lucky to reach high-level Sovereign realm at best — don't even dream of ever breaking through to the Emperor realm. A contracted beast like this is only good for putting on a show and scaring those who don't know any better. I truly don't see what you have to be so proud of."
The Asura Great Emperor had whipped the Black-Winged Dragon Fang into a storm of overwhelming force precisely to suppress Jiang Chen's spirit and force him into submission.
Yet not only did Jiang Chen remain utterly unmoved, showing no sign of fear whatsoever — his words actually left the Asura Great Emperor flustered and unsettled.
"This brat… he actually knows what my Black-Winged Dragon Fang is? He… he actually has that kind of discernment?" A sudden, inexplicable irritation stirred in the Asura Great Emperor's heart.
This Black-Winged Dragon Fang was no ordinary beast. Such a hybrid-bloodline fierce creature appeared perhaps once in a thousand years. Most people couldn't even identify it.
Even the Asura Great Emperor himself had only learned of its origins after poring through volumes of records and consulting numerous masters of the beast-taming arts.
And yet, this Young Master Zhen of Peacock Sacred Mountain had casually and effortlessly laid bare the Dragon Fang's true nature. The Asura Great Emperor's pride took an immediate and brutal hit.
It was like holding a trump card ready to crush his opponent, only for the opponent to identify it at a glance. The feeling gnawed at the Asura Great Emperor like swallowing a mouthful of maggots — queasy and revolted.
Humiliation curdled into anger, and he let out a cold snort. "Young Master Zhen, since you know the fearsome reputation of the Black-Winged Dragon Fang, then you should know — in this round, you have no chance of victory! All your stalling won't change the fact that defeat is inevitable! I told you long ago — when it comes to the way of beast mastery, you stand absolutely no chance!"
The sight of the Black-Winged Dragon Fang's overwhelming aura sent a collective gasp through the Eight Hundred Lords below. From this creature they sensed a terrifying, savage energy — a force that felt as though it could tear everything apart.
Even those lords who supported Jiang Chen couldn't help but break into a cold sweat on his behalf.
Even among the Peacock Sacred Mountain faction, most wore deep creases between their brows. The Black-Winged Dragon Fang's presence alarmed them profoundly, and anxiety churned within their hearts.
Only Huang'er and the Peerless Great Emperor remained as calm and composed as ever.
Suddenly, a sharp, piercing golden light shot from Jiang Chen's eyes toward the Asura Great Emperor. "Asura, do you know why you've never been able to become the true ruler of the Glazed Glass Royal City?"
"Hmph, even now you still try to spout your venomous nonsense?" The Asura Great Emperor's expression darkened.
"Because you're no different from a frog at the bottom of a well — you can only see that tiny patch of sky directly above you, and you'll never know how vast this world truly is. One Black-Winged Dragon Fang, and you're already this full of yourself. Today, I'll broaden your horizons and show you what it means that there are always mountains beyond mountains!"
Jiang Chen's voice surged upward, resonant and powerful, radiating outward to fill the air.
Mountains beyond mountains?
Every gaze turned to Jiang Chen in bewilderment. Everyone wanted to see — what other trump card did this Young Master Zhen still have to play?
Why, even in the face of the Black-Winged Dragon Fang's overwhelming dominance, did he remain so utterly calm, so supremely confident?
Could it be that the Young Master Zhen truly held some incredible card that had yet to be revealed? In that moment, every person craned their neck in anticipation.
Everyone knew that this Young Master Zhen could arguably be called the greatest miracle-maker in the entirety of the Glazed Glass Royal City. Time and again, he had turned the impossible into the possible.
What surprise would he bring this time? Would he weave yet another miracle?
The Asura Great Emperor's mood, which had been as solid and unshakable as bedrock, was shaken by Jiang Chen's words. In the depths of his Dao heart — that fortress which no storm could breach — an imperceptible hairline crack had suddenly appeared.
"What the devil is this brat scheming?" The Asura Great Emperor was genuinely startled. It wasn't Jiang Chen's words themselves that shocked him — it was the fact that the young man still possessed such an unyielding, defiant tone at this juncture.
"Could it be… does this brat truly have another trump card?" The Asura Great Emperor half-believed and half-doubted, but he still refused to accept that Jiang Chen could summon a contracted beast more powerful than his Black-Winged Dragon Fang.
With the Young Master Zhen's strength and level, what reason would he have to have tamed a beast superior to the Black-Winged Dragon Fang? Such a fearsome creature would have swatted him dead with a single paw — how could he possibly have subdued it smoothly?
"This brat must have lost his mind!" Suspicion filled the Asura Great Emperor's thoughts, but ultimately he concluded that the young man had simply gone mad.
Jiang Chen had clearly not gone mad. On the contrary, his mind was sharper than ever. After his exchange with Little Xuan, there was no longer a shred of reservation or hesitation in his heart.
He had lain dormant for long enough. It was time for Little Xuan, scion of the True Dragon lineage, to soar to the heavens!
Jiang Chen suddenly raised his head and let out a long, soaring cry. His powerful aura drew the surrounding air currents ceaselessly inward, forming a terrifying wave of sonic force — a dragon's roar!