People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

The endless void had long been torn beyond recognition by the extremely violent battle qi.

The once ethereal space, like the most fragile glass, was crushed by an invisible force. Cracks spread wildly like a spider web, and deep within each crevice surged chaotic currents that sent shivers down one's spine, as if to devour the intruder instantly.

This is a battlefield, the focal point of the clash between two major forces, where even the void itself has become a casualty.

The Western Dragon King, the Southern Dragon King, and the Northern Dragon King were filled with murderous intent, their eyes burning red like blood fire.

The bones all over its body emitted dense, muffled thunderous crackling sounds—the sound of the dragon's body expanding wildly at its limit.

Its enormous body, thousands of feet long, tumbled and twisted in the void, each scale swelling up, with intense purple-gold light surging between the gaps, almost solidifying, as if it wanted to completely pierce through this torn void.

This was the ultimate form they, as Ancient Void Dragons, could unleash. Clearly, they had gone all out this time, leaving no room for retreat.

Three colossal dragons, their heads and tails intertwined, formed a death chain stretching across the void.

The immense fighting spirit intertwined and collided wildly among their claws and teeth, which were powerful enough to tear mountains apart.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a more terrifying silence, until, suddenly, it erupted!

As energy continued to gather, a beam of light, carrying a sharp, unstoppable whistle that seemed to tear everything apart, relentlessly blasted towards the direction where Zi Yan was located.

The projection alone caused the entire void to groan and tremble, as if even space itself was about to be crushed and obliterated by this extremely ferocious power.

Faced with this earth-shattering combined attack, Zi Yan's figure, standing in the void, remained as steady as a rock.

Her brows furrowed slightly, not out of fear, but out of focus and excitement at pushing her limits.

Instead of showing any fear, a burning fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.

With a thought, a dazzling golden light suddenly exploded in the void behind her.

A pair of golden wings, hundreds of feet long, suddenly unfurled, each feather edge flowing with tiny, star-like particles of light.

With a gentle flap of those hundred-foot wings, the resulting gale was so tangible that it caused the surrounding turbulent void currents, which were trying to devour everything, to swirl back.

"Well done!"

A clear shout came from Zi Yan's mouth, tearing through the sky and making the turbulent void even more violent.

With a sudden flap of her wings, Zi Yan's figure transformed into a streak of purple-gold light. Her speed was beyond description; it was almost a spatial leap, leaving only a few blurry afterimages.

She actually charged forward against the torrent that was powerful enough to annihilate even an ordinary three-star Dou Sheng, before the three giant dragons had fully formed their destructive siege!
This is not just about speed, but also about precise timing and absolute confidence in one's own strength!

The moment she set off, a faint dragon-shaped mark on the back of her hand suddenly lit up without warning, as if an ancient totem had been awakened from its slumber.

A purple-gold halo, as if possessing a life of its own, flowed rapidly along her fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a pair of dark purple gauntlets on her fists.

The boxing gloves have a restrained yet dangerous matte finish, but the joints are inlaid with fine, lifelike dragon scale patterns.

The edges of the gauntlets gleamed with an extreme coldness, as if they could cut through space itself, clearly forged from the purest spatial power and the most violent battle aura.

As soon as it appeared in the world, it caused the surrounding void to hum and tremble under the strain.

She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force, facing the core of destruction where the three thousand-foot-long dragon shadows converged. There was no sign of retreat in her eyes, only a resolute determination to burn her bridges.

The three Dragon Kings had originally planned a brilliant scheme: they intended to combine their combined fighting spirit to form an unparalleled torrent of energy, launching a thorough and devastating attack on Zi Yan.

This was the strategy they devised after a brief discussion. All three understood that only by working together could they possibly contend with the newly appointed Dragon Emperor, who was already a five-star Dou Sheng.

Even if we can't strike her down in one blow and injure her in the slightest, at least we should be able to hold her off for a while and buy her some time.

However, their wishful thinking was completely shattered in the blink of an eye by Zi Yan.

They watched helplessly as Zi Yan transformed into a streak of purple-gold light, charging forward like a ghost before their seemingly foolproof encirclement could be completed!

At that moment, the sinister smiles and murderous intent on the faces of the three dragon kings froze instantly, replaced by an incredulous astonishment, or even... shock.

How is this possible?! Such speed is simply beyond their understanding of the concept of "speed".

Even with the three Dragon Kings' perception abilities, they failed to detect the initial activation of that purple-gold light!

By the time they realized what was happening, the streak of light was already upon them.

What shocked them even more was that they could clearly "see" and "feel" that what Zi Yan was showing was purely relying on her own speed to compress and explode in an unbelievable way, without using any spatial power to assist in acceleration.

But it was this "simple" speed that made their souls tremble!

All their previous defenses and calculations were based on their understanding of conventional combat patterns, so they never expected that Zi Yan, an ancient dragon who was born with a mastery of spatial power, would use such pure and unreasonable speed to launch a surprise attack!
With these thoughts in mind, the three dragon kings instantly locked their gazes on the pair of golden wings, hundreds of feet long, behind Zi Yan. Upon seeing this, their three pairs of dragon eyes were instantly filled with turbulent waves.

“That is…” The Southern Dragon King’s crimson pupils suddenly contracted, his voice trembling, “The aura of these wings… is not right!”

The Western Dragon King's thunderous dragon eyes suddenly narrowed, finally seeing through the mystery, and he roared in a low voice: "This aura, how come it is so similar to those guys from the Heavenly Demon Phoenix? What is going on?"

The Northern Dragon King was struck dumb, his black aura churning chaotically in shock. He stared intently at the pair of golden wings that blotted out the sky, roaring in disbelief, "The Wings of the Heavenly Phoenix! How is this possible?!" His dragon roar shook the void, his voice filled with a terrifying disbelief: "You...you are no longer an ordinary ancient dragon! You are actually the legendary Supreme Dragon-Phoenix, a sight rarely seen throughout the ages!"

The exclamation was like a thunderclap, and even the allied forces of the three islands behind them heard it clearly. The color drained from the faces of countless people in an instant. The Supreme Dragon Phoenix was a legend of the ancient dragon race, sealed in the deepest part of their bloodline. It was a supreme existence that surpassed all the bloodlines of magical beasts on the Dou Qi Continent!

No wonder this new Dragon Emperor could crush the three Dragon Kings with just her aura, no wonder her speed couldn't even keep up with the original form of the Ancient Void Dragon... It turns out that from the very beginning, they were not fighting against an ordinary five-star Dou Sheng.

Faced with the three dragon kings' enormous dragon bodies frozen in time, as if a pause button had been pressed, their expressions changed from sneers to astonishment, and then to disbelief.

Zi Yan's lips curled into a cold, mocking smile, her eyes seeming to look at three slow-witted toys.

"You got it right, but there's no reward." Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every Dragon King and allied soldier, carrying a condescending mockery that pierced their remaining pride.

She didn't hesitate at all, and didn't even give the three dragon kings any time to mentally prepare.

The objective was clear: it was the core of the energy torrent unleashed by the combined power of the three dragons in their combat technique!

There, the three colors of energy—purple-black, crimson, and fiery purple-gold—collided, tore, and merged like a mad, out-of-control beast, forming a high-speed rotating energy vortex that exuded an aura of destruction.

Unstable energy ripples flickered at the edge of the vortex, while within it surged a terrifying power capable of shredding the void itself. It was the most lethal focal point of the entire attack, and also the place where the energy was most concentrated.

As soon as Zi Yan finished speaking, her figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost. The next instant, she appeared not far in front of the energy vortex, only an arrow's distance away from the violent core!
This instantaneous displacement was so fast that time seemed to slow down.

As Zi Yan swung her right arm suddenly, it created a blurry afterimage, so fast that only a vague trajectory could be seen.

On the dark purple gauntlets, the dragon scale patterns suddenly shone with an extremely dazzling light.

Without any fancy movements or unnecessary agility, she simply unleashed her right fist—a fist imbued with all her strength, determination, and perhaps even a hint of anger—with an undeniable domineering force, towards the core of the energy torrent. Boom! And! It crashed!

This punch, instead of producing a deafening roar, carried a strange silence.

It was as if the sounds of the entire world had been drawn away by that punch, leaving only the pure, ultimate power condensed in that fist.

But everyone felt that as the fist was thrown, the surrounding void seemed to be completely frozen by an invisible force, and even the originally extremely violent energy torrent stopped instantly, as if it had been paused.

The dark purple fist shadow, like the sharpest and purest spear tip, pierced towards the seemingly indestructible but actually chaotic energy core composed of three-colored energy with the determination to tear everything apart!

This punch, without the slightest deviation, landed squarely and with a resolute determination to destroy everything, smashing into the energy core!
The moment they made contact, it felt as if something snapped instantly.

That seemingly indestructible tri-colored energy vortex, like a balloon struck in its weak spot, suddenly contracted, and then—

boom--!
The loud bang was not an explosion in the ordinary sense, but a deafening roar that seemed to explode directly in the depths of one's soul!
The sound was so loud that even the void itself began to tremble, so loud that it seemed to shatter the listener's eardrums instantly, so loud that even one's thoughts seemed to be occupied by the sound itself at this moment!

The energy exploded! The three colors of energy—purple-black, crimson, and fiery purple-gold—were no longer a harmonious fusion, but a complete and violent tearing apart!

The energy torrent was like a breached dam, instantly losing control and transforming into countless extremely thick energy torrents, carrying a world-destroying power, venting and scattering in all directions!
Wherever it passed, the void crumbled inch by inch! The already shattered void was now like a fragile spider web swept by a raging wind, instantly turning into dust.

Deep cracks spread wildly, each collapse accompanied by blinding lightning and a terrifying surge of chaotic air.

The entire space was shaking violently, as if it were about to collapse completely at any moment!
The energy ripples, centered on the explosion point, spread wildly in all directions like the most violent tide!

This power was so terrifying that even the Dragon Armor Army of Donglong Island, which was on guard and observing the battle from a distance, as well as the allied forces composed of the other three islands, clearly felt the terrifying pressure that was enough to tear flesh apart.

They didn't even see the center of the explosion; they only felt an overwhelming and terrifying force instantly engulf the entire battlefield!

"not good!"

Someone yelled.

All the soldiers in the distance, whether from Donglong Island or the Three Islands Allied Forces, had their expressions change drastically.

They could clearly feel that the energy ripples, like a tangible attack, were rapidly approaching, about to tear them to shreds!

This situation forced them to brace themselves and instantly unleash their full fighting spirit, forming shimmering energy shields in front of them.

"Snap!" "Crack!"...

Even so, some energy ripples still managed to break through some of the defenses, leaving cracks on the energy shields and even blasting some weaker or slower-reacting warriors away. However, the few scattered screams were instantly drowned out by the huge explosion.

At this moment, the entire battlefield was plunged into chaos and teetering on the brink of destruction!
Before the Dragon Armor Army formation on Donglong Island, Xiao Ling moved slightly, slowly opening his arms. His movements were unhurried, yet they carried a calm composure that remained unchanged even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.

Under the guidance of his mental power, the invisible spatial force surged forward like a tide, instantly erecting a semi-transparent barrier with faint ripples in front of the formation.

This barrier, though seemingly thin and fragile, possessed an almost unbreakable stability, firmly blocking the incoming energy shockwaves that were powerful enough to tear apart ordinary defenses.

The most intense energy flow crashed into the barrier, only stirring up layers of fine halos of light, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, unable to advance any further.

The pressure on the Donglong Island camp was immediately relieved. The soldiers' nerves, which had been stretched to the limit, relaxed slightly, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. Their eyes looked at Xiao Ling with more heartfelt respect, and even a trace of lingering fear. If it weren't for him, that wave of attack just now would have made them scramble to catch their breath.

(End of this chapter)