My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 436 Transformation into the Ancestral Dragon!

The monster, three zhang tall, raised its short axe high.

The monster's eyes were blood-red!
"Whoo~"

The sound of wind suddenly arose.

Everything around was swirling and dancing wildly.

A strange red light appeared on the horizon, as if responding to the power of Zeng Anmin's axe.

Strong.

Very strong!

With the combat power of a third-rank martial artist, combined with the enhancement of the Blood Robe Body brought by the divine artifact, the "Eternal Night Triple Slash" he unleashed with all his might caused people's blood to surge!

The entire Shouyang Mountain was enveloped in this frenzied aura.

"what happened?!"

All the soldiers guarding the mountain at its foot were awakened from their dreams.

Large beads of sweat rolled down their faces.

"Huff, huff, huff..."

The soldiers and officers, their faces flushed and breathing heavily, looked up at the mountaintop in utter horror.

"General...that is..."

They all saw the crimson light reflected in the sky above the mountaintop!

"Ancestor Wang Dong!!"

The leading silver-armored general suddenly looked up, his eyes gleaming with fanaticism:
"It must be Ancestor Wang Dong!!"

"Our ancestor's cultivation must have broken through again!!"

"Such a powerful aura!!"

……

Upon hearing his words, his subordinates' gazes turned fervent, and they all looked up, staring intently at the red light.

The heavier the oppressive aura surrounding their camp, the stronger their fervor became!

"Bang!!"

Finally, someone couldn't withstand the intense pressure and knelt on one knee.

Large beads of sweat slid down his forehead and onto the ground.

He was breathing heavily.

"Powerful!! Incredibly powerful! Ancestor Wang Dong truly deserves to be the strongest in our Great Holy Dynasty!"

"I believe it won't be long before he leads us into Nanjiang and achieves the unification of the human race!!"

…………

What these soldiers didn't know was that the immense pressure they felt and the fanaticism they felt stemmed from were what drove them to such a state.

It did not come from Wang Dong.

It's someone else entirely!

Zeng Anmin's axe swung towards Wang Dong.

The axe blade carried with it a strong stench of blood and the whispers of demons.

As if transcending space and distance, it sang the most beautiful voice, gradually approaching Wang Dong.

"The Three Slashes of Eternal Night?! The ultimate martial art of the Jiang Kingdom!"

Upon seeing Zeng Anmin's axe strike, Wang Dong immediately recognized its origin. After uttering a single sentence, his expression turned solemn.

He was naturally unwilling to be outdone.

"In my name, I will unleash the thunder."

His purple body suddenly burst into light, and at that moment, his eyes also shone with two dazzling blue halos!

"laugh!!"

He lifted his hand slightly.

He pulled out the short knife that had been embedded entirely in Zeng Anmin's shoulder blade.

He said calmly:
"With thunder, shatter the darkness."

"boom!!!"

A burst of intense lightning erupted from the short sword, which, like a swimming fish, stabbed eerily towards Zeng Anmin!
Electric light collided with red light.

Like a symphony of the century.

It is like the final song of the Way of Heaven.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The whole world was reduced to the electric flashes of the short sword and the red glow of the short axe!

"die!!!"

Zeng Anmin remained perfectly calm at this moment, his phoenix eyes wide with anger.

With my short axe in hand, I swear to draw blood today!

"boom!!!"

Several loud roars followed.

In the area of Shouyang Mountain, which spans several miles, the clash of the two men's short swords and short axes produced a sound loud enough to resound through the heavens.

Of course, there was also the mass extinction of species over these ten-odd miles.

Whether it's trees, rocks, birds, or foxes in the mountains...

The area spans several miles.

Everything turned to ashes!
The smoke gradually dispersed.

Zeng Anmin's lips were slightly bleeding.

He struggled to support himself on the ground with the axe.

He looked up, his gaze fixed intently on the front.

He felt pain emanating from all his internal organs.

The three-zhang-tall blood-robed figure also dissipated after this attack.

"Cough cough."

He coughed.

Blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed from his throat.

His entire body was covered in cracks.

The ground was covered in his blood.

"Tick, tick."

Blood dripped down his pants and onto the ground.

"As expected of the Holy Dynasty's number one fighting force."

His hoarse voice came through.

They went all out against Wang Dong.

His health is now in a very poor state.

Fortunately, the incredible recovery ability of a third-rank martial artist was gradually repairing his body.

And ten feet away from him.

Wang Dong wasn't much better off.

No, he was even more despicable than Zeng Anmin.

He looked pale.

Those eyes, as sinister as a beast's, were fixed on Zeng Anmin.

His body is already disabled.

The right arm that held the dagger had fallen to the ground at some point.

At the scapula of his right arm, the stark white bone was exposed to the air.

His left arm braced against the ground, supporting him in an extremely uncomfortable position to prevent him from falling.

"A mere third-rank official has managed to push me to this point."

With every word he uttered, a mouthful of blood would gush from his throat.

But he kept staring at Zeng Anmin.

"it is good."

"very good."

Wang Dong staggered, using all his strength to stand up from the ground.

His eight-foot-tall body moved forward with difficulty, little by little.

Finally, he arrived at a place less than ten feet away from Zeng Anmin.

Zeng Anmin stared at him expressionlessly.

He tried his best to restore his strength.

He looked much better than Wang Dong.

He slowly stood up and looked at Wang Dong indifferently.

"But it seems you've been tricked too."

Wang Dong looked at Zeng Anmin, and a slow smile appeared on his lips.

Zeng Anmin frowned.

"Just now, I discovered that I seem to be able to use some of my second-grade abilities."

Wang Dong's voice pierced Zeng Anmin's heart like a sharp arrow.

"boom!!!"

The sound had just fallen.

Then, the oppressive aura emanating from Wang Dong suddenly increased by more than tenfold!

When that oppressive force suddenly pressed down on Zeng Anmin.

Zeng Anmin felt his mind go blank.

My mind went completely blank for a moment!

After a brief period of dizziness, he regained his senses.

"Now I'm going to kill you."

"Are you ready?"

Blood was still flowing from Wang Dong's right arm.

His injuries hadn't healed, but the oppressive aura emanating from him confirmed that he was currently at the second rank of strength!
Didn't they say that second-rank cultivators could be reborn from a drop of blood?
Why can't even my right arm recover?

That damned Master Xu!

Trying to fool me with defective products?!

Although I don't know why such a bizarre scene is happening.

But Zeng Anmin knew that the effect of the Locking Stone seemed to be slowly disappearing.

Wang Dong, who's across from him, could kill him at any moment!
"Kneel down!!"

Wang Dong's voice suddenly rang out!

Then, an even more intense pressure surged straight towards Zeng Anmin!
"Om!!"

Wang Dong's body slowly rose into the air.

His face was filled with extreme indifference. He looked at Zeng Anmin as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Click!!"

Zeng Anmin suddenly felt the air around him become thick and sticky.

He held his knees up tightly.

"kneel?!"

Zeng Anmin looked up, clenching his teeth with all his might, his eyes flashing with fierce ruthlessness:
"I've never even knelt before my father!!"

"dream!!!"

He straightened up, resisting the oppressive force bit by bit.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking.

The pressure emanating from Wang Dong was simply too overwhelming.

"your dad?"

"He's nothing more than a dog of my Holy Dynasty."

"When he returns in triumph, he too will die!!"

Wang Dong's lips curled into a cold smile: "I will have Emperor Jianhong hand him over to me for disposal."

“Crush that old dog’s bones bit by bit, and then send him to find you underground.”

It's been a long time since I've been hurt by someone of low character.

At this moment, Wang Dong's gaze even seemed to want to devour Zeng Anmin alive!

The body, suspended in mid-air, slowly drifted towards Zeng Anmin.

For every foot that gets closer.

The pressure that Zeng Anmin felt intensified!
Until he felt as if he saw his great-grandmother...

"wake up!!"

As Zeng Anmin lay dying, he suddenly bit off a piece of his tongue.

The intense pain instantly cleared his mind!
"The only person who can die today is you, Wang Dong!!"

Zeng Anmin roared.

A sudden thought flashed through my mind!
"Yan!!!"

Click——!
It was as if there were countless invisible, supreme shackles that imprisoned the universe.

It shattered inch by inch deep within Zeng Anmin's soul!
The collapse did not produce a deafening roar, but it caused a strong tremor throughout the entire Shouyang Mountain area.

The suspended dust instantly froze, and all sound was completely swallowed up.

His skin was cracked and peeling away piece by piece, yet it wasn't a gruesome, bloody mess.

There was no blood dripping from the crack.

Instead, beneath it, grew wildly and rapidly, one after another...mysterious scales!

Its dark gold color is more ancient and profound than the universe itself!

What truly stirs the soul is the very center of his chest!
There, it was no longer human flesh and blood, but a huge, reversible divine scale suddenly shone forth!
"Roar--!!"

Zeng Anmin... has disappeared!

No! To be precise, his form of existence has evolved from the individual concept of "human" into a grander, more fundamental ultimate manifestation!
"Crack!!!"

A shadow, a shadow whose length, breadth, and majesty could not be measured, slowly emerged from the depths of that terrifying spatial rift!

Zulong!

Only this ultimate term, which contains the concepts of creation and creation, can barely be used to describe this magnificent thing that has descended.

At this moment, even the sky seemed to become a tiny backdrop to its enormous body!

What's most breathtaking is its head, suspended high in the sky!
The enormous dragon head slowly emerged from the darkness of the spatial rift, crushing the spatial barrier and looking down at the battlefield below, which resembled dust.

Wang Dong.

This second-rank patriarch, who had just been able to use some second-rank abilities, thought he could control Zeng Anmin's life and death!

He looked bewildered.

He was an old monster who had lived for countless years, and at this moment he saw a scene that he could never understand in his entire life.

"This……"

"The Ancestral Dragon God?!"

His eyes suddenly bulged out.

"impossible!!!"

"This is impossible!!!"

He used loud roars to mask the fear of his soul shattering.

however.

He can't change anything.

He could only watch helplessly as the colossal dragon, as if descended from the universe itself, approached him.

"Crack!!!"

The dragon claw easily tore Wang Dong's remaining left arm off his body!
"what!!!"

Wang Dong's scream suddenly rang out!

…………

Deep in Shouyang Mountain.

A thatched hut stands there.

Emperor Jianhong had a deep gaze, and he held a sword in his hand.

"Emperor Taizu".

"Back then, you were able to wield this sword and lay the foundation for the eternal prosperity of my Great Holy Dynasty."

"Then I too can wield this sword and inlay an unyielding spine into the foundation of this eternal dynasty!"

As that deep, melancholic sound faded away.

He turned his head and looked into the room with a complicated expression.

He knew that the room was a pool of blood and flesh.

That mass of flesh and blood had called him "Father Emperor" for over a decade.

But it became a boost to his rise to the top.

"Ning'an, Anning."

"Your mission is to ensure the eternal peace of the Great Holy Dynasty."

Emperor Jianhong's calm eyes showed not a trace of sorrow.

Yes, but it's just the expectation that the great cause will soon be accomplished.

"boom!!!"

With a flicker in his eyes.

A burst of energy suddenly erupted from his body.

Break through an invisible shackle!
"Boom!!!"

An extreme sense of oppression erupted from his body.

"A second-rank martial artist..."

Emperor Jianhong's lips curled slightly as he reached out his powerful hand and pulled out a pill from his robes.

Then, he slowly turned around and stepped into the house.

"Squeak~"

He opened the door to the house.

A strong, pungent smell of blood filled the entire room.

He didn't even glance at the pool of flesh and blood on the ground, where bones were exposed.

They simply focused their attention on a huge picture on the wall.

In that picture, the figure of Xi Huang stands between heaven and earth.

Like an unparalleled supreme being who created the world!
"The Diagram of the Heavenly Dao".

"Three layers of restrictions."

"The Emperor Taizu's handwritten letter said that breaking through the third layer of restrictions could even allow one to transform into the legendary Emperor Xi, but I don't know if that's true or not..."

Emperor Jianhong couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

"Da~"

He flicked the pill into his mouth with his finger.

The elixir melted upon entering the mouth.

The boundless medicinal power did not go into his stomach, but instead flowed into his sea of consciousness!
"Boom!!!"

At this moment.

He felt as if he were a giant looking down on humanity from the heavens.

Mountains and rivers, supreme beings among men—in his eyes, they were nothing but fleeting clouds!

He stared intently at the Xi Huang Tu.

He saw it.

He saw Xi Huang slowly turn around.

Eyes facing each other.