Dragon God Supreme

The million-zhang totem descended as if tearing through time and space!

It seemed capable of covering the entire Dragon God Realm.

The scene was utterly shocking, incomparably magnificent, a savage blow to the senses.

So vast was it that, before the Dragon God Totem, humans were nothing but a grain of sand.

Back then, the millions of Demon Clan members had been scared into headlong flight precisely by this million-zhang totem.

Now that it appeared once more, its immensity still made hearts tremble in terror.

”The Dragon God Totem has finally appeared—what a perfect existence.”

A mysterious man stood proudly in the void, his gaze fixed on the colossal Dragon God Totem, a wicked smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

”Long Shi Hun’s power has risen again.” At the appearance of the Dragon God Totem, Ancient Profound Venerable also moved.

High above in the void, Zhu Tianmo looked at the vast and mighty Dragon God Totem and grinned. ”Worthy indeed of being the symbol of the Dragon God Clan. The Dragon God Totem is as powerful as ever.”

With the Dragon God Totem summoned, Long Shi Hun’s power had already completely surpassed the peak level of a Nine-Star Saintly Honor, and should now be approaching that of a True Immortal.

Yet even such terrifying power still did not warrant a place in Zhu Tianmo’s heart.

Long Shi Hun flashed onto the Dragon God Totem, looking down from above, eyes locked on Zhu Tianmo.

Long Shi Hun pressed his palms together, chanting a formula under his breath. The million-zhang Dragon God Totem, under the crowd’s horrified and shaken gazes, began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end it was only tens of thousands of zhang tall, yet still radiated crushing deterrence.

”Long Xuan Holy Armor! Fire Dragon Soul Severing Saber!” Long Shi Hun bellowed next, summoning forth the Holy Armor and the Holy Saber, as an even more boundless, raging aura swept outward.

Long Shi Hun’s aura surged once again, his power now completely surpassing his former peak.

”The Fire Dragon Soul Severing Saber! Great Ancestor’s power has increased again!”

”With the power of Second Ancestor and Third Ancestor, plus the Dragon God Totem, this should already be close to True Immortal, right?”

”Great Ancestor is going all out! Using this power to unleash a mighty spell, it might not be impossible to defeat Zhu Tianmo!”

The experts of the Dragon God Holy Temple seemed to see hope, shaking with excitement.

Elder Wuji and Zhu Huang’s group were all scared half to death by Long Shi Hun’s terrifying might.

If not for Zhu Tianmo being here, Elder Wuji and the others would probably have already fled for their lives; how could they still have the mood to watch?

Would they even have that kind of courage?

”Third Brother, our power is exhausted, let us withdraw first.” Long Shiyun said gravely, as the two weakened Ancestors descended into the Dragon God Holy Temple.

Chu Tianshu immediately took out elixirs and fed them to the two Ancestors to help them recover their strength.

”Roar!”

The incomparably huge Five-clawed Golden Dragon howled at the heavens, its might surging skyward, shaking the soul.

With old eyes full of scorn fixed on Long Shi Hun, Zhu Tianmo sneered. ”Excellent power. Below True Immortal, absolutely no one is your match. Come then, attack me with everything you have. Let me see you at your most powerful.”

Long Shi Hun let out a vicious snort, then controlled the tens-of-thousands-zhang Dragon God Totem, smashing it down ferociously toward Zhu Tianmo.

The sight was immensely shocking; everyone in the Dragon God Holy Temple and all the Demon Clan experts held their breath, every gaze locked on the Dragon God Totem.

”Long Shi Hun, back then you could injure me only thanks to the Dragon God Totem. This time, don’t even think about harming me!” Zhu Tianmo said with a confident, cold smile.

Facing the vast and terrifying Dragon God Totem, Zhu Tianmo felt not the slightest fear.

Though he felt no fear, Zhu Tianmo did not dare treat it as nothing.

”Buzz buzz!”

The power of the True Immortal Realm was then driven forth; at the very instant it was activated, a stormy aura as mighty as mountains collapsing and seas roaring swept out wildly, making the entire Holy Realm space violently quake and crumble.

The terror of True Immortal power could no longer be described.

”So this is the power of a True Immortal? It’s actually this frightening! It completely surpasses Great Ancestor!” Jing Wushuang couldn’t help but cry out in horror, her whole body trembling.

”Great Ancestor summoned the Dragon God Totem, yet his power is still being suppressed by Zhu Tianmo!” Chu Tianshu’s old eyes bulged wide; it was the first time he had felt such terrifying power.

”An overwhelming power—Great Ancestor is in danger!” Long Xiaoyang was both terrified and burning with anxiety.

”What kind of power is this?” Long Jianfeng and the other experts of the Dragon God Holy Temple were utterly stupefied by the power of the True Immortal Realm.

”A power beyond imagination; the entire Holy Realm is trembling. The power of a True Immortal is too terrifying.” Zhu E Hun said in a quavering voice, horrified yet also wildly excited.

”Long Shi Hun is bound to lose! His aura and power are both suppressed by the Old Clan Leader. Even with the Dragon God Totem’s blessing, he’s absolutely not the Old Clan Leader’s match.” Zhu Huang said with ecstatic joy, his blood boiling.

This was their first time experiencing the power of a True Immortal.

”Boom!”

”Buzz buzz!”

”Pfft!”

As he watched the tens-of-thousands-zhang Dragon God Totem crashing down, Zhu Tianmo directly thrust out a vicious palm to meet it. With a resounding boom that shook the ears, immeasurable destructive energy, carrying the might to annihilate all things, rolled and surged forth; the Dragon God Totem halted in an instant, and at the same time an even more terrifying power pierced through the totem and blasted toward Long Shi Hun, violently shaking him until blood spurted from his mouth.

This was truly overwhelming power.

”Great Ancestor!” Seeing this, everyone in the Dragon God Holy Temple was scared out of their wits, their faces filled with terror and despair.

Hope shattered in an instant.

”Big Brother!” The two Ancestors, Long Shiyun and Long Shitian, were panic-stricken.

Unfortunately, all their power had been given to Long Shi Hun; they couldn’t possibly help.

”Great Ancestor is injured! What should we do now? Who can still stand against Zhu Tianmo?”

”It’s over. Great Ancestor can’t defeat a True Immortal powerhouse. If Great Ancestor falls, we all die.”

”How could this be? Great Ancestor’s power is so mighty, yet it can’t do a thing to Zhu Tianmo.”

The major powerhouses seated in the Dragon God Holy Temple all fell into despair.

”Why hasn’t Brother Feng arrived yet? Great Ancestor can’t hold Zhu Tianmo off!” Dantong was consumed by anxious dread.

Long Shi Hun had already exhausted all of his power, only to be injured by Zhu Tianmo with ease.

The difference between them was like heaven and earth.

”Long Shi Hun is already wounded; he absolutely no longer has the power to turn the tide.” Elder Wuji laughed in delight, the worries in his heart completely gone.

Zhu Huang laughed wildly, thrilled. ”The Old Clan Leader’s power is this terrifying. Even if Long Shi Hun weren’t injured, there’s only one outcome—and that is death.”

With a casual palm, he had suppressed the terrifying Dragon God Totem and even injured Long Shi Hun.

And this was merely a random palm from Zhu Tianmo; if he were to unleash a spell, Long Shi Hun would surely be grievously wounded, perhaps even killed outright without mercy.

”The Dragon God Totem’s power actually collapsed in an instant. My physical body is so powerful, yet I can’t withstand the power of the True Immortal Realm.” Long Shi Hun found it simply unbelievable, his old face stiff to the extreme.

”Long Shi Hun, how does it feel? Have you tasted helplessness and despair?” Zhu Tianmo asked with a cold smile, the contempt in his eyes growing ever stronger.

At this moment, Long Shi Hun indeed felt an intense sense of helplessness.

Long Shi Hun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said icily, ”Zhu Tianmo, I haven’t lost yet—where would despair come from?”