Dragon God Supreme

Martial Soul Holy Palace.

”Reporting to the Great Elder, Protector Qinghong has sent a message. Sect Master of Saint Soul Sect, along with Protector Water Traceless and the Shadow Demon Lord from the Demon Clan, have been ambushed and are injured. The Dragon God Holy Temple has dispatched six great Venerables and seven God Shadow Guards, with hundreds of Saint Emperor Realm God Shadow Guards.”

In the grand hall, a powerful warrior appeared in a flash and reported respectfully.

”Oh? Even the six great Venerables have been dispatched? Faster than I imagined,” Nangong Xuan sneered coldly with a hint of surprise.

Second Elder Yi Tianshan smiled calmly, ”The Dragon God Holy Temple doesn’t have many major forces under it. In terms of the number of powerful warriors, we and the Demon Clan hold the advantage. Given this situation, they can only send out the six great Venerables and the God Shadow Guards; this is the strongest combat force of the Dragon God Holy Temple.”

”Once they fall, it will be Long Xiaoyang and the three great ancestors’ turn,” the Third Elder sneered while stroking his beard.

”Reporting to the Great Elder, the Sect Master of the Saint Soul Sect and others are about to collapse. Should we send in warriors to support them?” the warrior asked respectfully.

Nangong Xuan sneered, ”Since the battle has already commenced, naturally we should send reinforcements. Since the six great Venerables and the God Shadow Guards have made their move, I’ve been waiting for this moment.”

”Since the six great Venerables are already in action, it seems it’s time for this Protector to meet them and see how much Long Qi and others have improved,” a slightly arrogant voice sounded in the grand hall.

”Hold on, Protector.” Nangong Xuan smiled calmly, ”Protector Ni Feng, your opponent is Long Xiaoyang. This person’s strength is not beneath mine; you can definitely battle him. Once Long Xiaoyang makes a move, hold him off.”

”Long Xiaoyang, is it? Alright!” Protector Ni Feng’s confident laughter echoed.

”Elder Nangong Xuan.” Just then, Zhu Huang’s voice came through.

”It seems Clan Leader Zhu Huang has also received the news,” Nangong Xuan chuckled.

”Indeed, this is a great opportunity to strike the Dragon God Holy Temple hard! I’ve already sent the ten great Demon Lords from the Demon Clan. Great Elder, dispatch your people quickly too. We have the numerical advantage sufficient to annihilate the six great Venerables and the God Shadow Guards,” Zhu Huang communicated.

”Rest assured, Clan Leader Zhu Huang, I will immediately send ten Saint Venerables from the Martial Soul Holy Palace,” Nangong Xuan communicated with a smile and immediately issued an order.

In no time, twenty Saint Venerable warriors from the Demon Clan and the Martial Soul Holy Palace were on their way to the battlefield in the Southern Domain.

High above the battlefield of the Saint Emperor Clan.

Hundreds of Saint Emperor-level God Shadow warriors were deployed, each executing terrifying arts. Whether facing opponents of the same level or Saint Emperors one or two stars higher, they severely injured and mercilessly slaughtered them.

The relentless and ruthless killing significantly shifted the tide of battle, causing heavy casualties to the forces under the Demon Clan and the Martial Soul Holy Palace.

Mo Ying, Dark Shadow, and Mie Ying, three God Shadow Guards, attacked one after another, severely injuring the enemy Saint Venerables.

In just a few minutes, the forces under the Demon Clan and the Martial Soul Holy Palace were utterly defeated.

Only five Saint Venerables and a few dozen Saint Emperor warriors remained who could still fight.

”That was truly exhilarating!” Long Tianzhong shouted excitedly.

”Sect Master of Saint Soul Sect, are the Saint Emperor warriors of Saint Soul Sect reluctant to send reinforcements?” Nie Wufeng shouted boisterously, seemingly unsatisfied.

”Is this all that’s left? Where are the Saint Emperor warriors of the Demon Clan and the Martial Soul Holy Palace? Haven’t they come to support?” Long Qianye shouted excitedly.

Long Qianye and his group had stolen the spotlight, slaying countless Saint Emperor warriors.

Seeing the arrogant demeanor of Long Qianye and his group, the remaining five Saint Venerables and dozens of Saint Emperor warriors were furious to the point of bursting.

”Why hasn’t reinforcements arrived? Are we just going to die here?” a severely injured Three-Star Saint Venerable roared in fury.

A Five-Star Saint Venerable shouted in anger, ”Nangong Xuan! You old bastard! We’re fighting for our lives! Hurry and send reinforcements!”

”What’s wrong with the Clan Leader and Elders? If they don’t send reinforcements, we’re all doomed!” a Demon Clan Saint Venerable gritted his teeth in anger.

Seeing their subordinates being slaughtered one by one while reinforcements had not yet arrived, the five Saint Venerables felt both panic and rage, feeling utterly abandoned.

”Seems like no one’s coming to save you. I thought the Demon Clan and the Martial Soul Holy Palace would send stronger Saint Venerables, at least Five Stars and above, but after waiting this long, still nothing. Time to send you off,” Xuan Ying said coldly, appearing abruptly before a Four-Star Saint Venerable.

”Boom!”

”Pfft!”

Xuan Ying launched a punch, causing an explosive sound, and the Four-Star Saint Venerable instantly bent like a shrimp, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

”Damn it!” The Four-Star Saint Venerable cursed through gritted teeth, as if his internal organs had been shattered.

”Xuan Ying, it’s up to you,” Mo Ying said with a faint smile.

”Protector Qian Ye, these Saint Emperor warriors are all yours,” God Shadow said, losing interest in the Saint Emperor warriors.

Meanwhile, Sect Master of Saint Soul Sect and Protector Water Traceless, along with nine Saint Venerables, were all severely injured by Kui Ying, while the elders of the two forces had been mercilessly slain.

Warriors from the Shadow Demon Holy Temple and the Lifesoul Profound Palace were either dead or wounded.

The terrifyingly powerful Shadow Demon Lord and Yan Ming Old Ghost were also seriously injured by this time.

In contrast, Long Qi and the six great Venerables remained unscathed.

”Haven’t the Demon Clan’s warriors arrived yet? We’re on the brink of falling,” the Grand Elder of the Shadow Demon Holy Temple said anxiously.

”The Hall Master’s injuries are severe. Long Xuanfeng’s power is too terrifying; he’s a match for an Eight-Star Saint Venerable!” Protector from the Lifesoul Profound Palace said grimly.

Yan Ming Old Ghost’s pale face was extremely grave as he said darkly, ”The Demon Clan Leader has sent a message; the Demon Clan’s warriors are already on their way and will arrive soon.”

The six great Venerables of the Dragon God Clan are not famed for nothing.

”Shadow Demon Lord, how was it? Didn’t my strength disappoint you?” Long Taiyi asked with a soft smile. After intense battle, Long Taiyi’s aura showed no signs of weakness.

”...” Shadow Demon Lord glared at Long Taiyi, as if ready to devour him.

”Yan Ming Old Ghost, your skills are mediocre. This venerable hasn’t even used full strength, and yet you’re already done,” Long Xuanfeng said with a mocking smile.

”Their strength falls short, doesn’t it?” Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile.

”Supreme, the forces under the Demon Clan and the Martial Soul Holy Palace are all either dead or severely injured,” a Saint Emperor warrior from the Saint Emperor Clan reported respectfully.

”Well done! Spread the order, confiscate the enemies’ Storage Rings and treasures, and distribute them to the four major forces!” Feng Wuchen said with a smile.

”Yes, Supreme!” The Saint Emperor warrior was full of excitement and elation.

”Clan Leader Sheng Ying, all of you stand down and heal. Restore the Saint Essence; the real battle is just beginning,” Feng Wuchen said calmly.

”They have arrived,” Feng Wuchen suddenly said with a smile.

”I feel it too! The warriors from the Demon Clan and the Martial Soul Holy Palace have arrived! Twenty Saint Venerables! Ranging from Five-Star to Seven-Star levels!” Dantong furrowed his brow deeply.

”This is the true strength of the Demon Clan and the Martial Soul Holy Palace,” Feng Wuchen sneered.