My beloved disciple Yun Yun was forced to marry? I am the Return of the Killing God!

The Emperor-grade embryonic pill trembled violently a few times before finally condensing into a peerless divine pill the size of a dragon's eye, its surface flowing with a radiance like a chaotic nebula.

As soon as the Emperor-grade embryonic pill was formed, it was precisely enveloped by the Devouring Nether Flame that Yun Yi had prepared in advance, and instantly sealed into a specially made cold jade box engraved with countless seals, and then swiftly stored deep inside his storage ring.

"Senior Zhukun, this ancient emperor's cave, the nascent emperor-grade elixir, and the source energy within the stone statue—you've waited ten thousand years for this very moment..."

Yunyi's voice was hoarse and piercing, his gaze fixed on the thousand-foot-tall dragon hovering in the air.

"shut up!"

Zhu Kun's roar exploded in the air, filled with the rage of being imprisoned for thousands of years and the violence of having the truth revealed at this moment.

The thousand-foot-long dragon body suddenly coiled up, its purple-gold dragon scales bursting open, and the terrifying power caused the remaining dozen or so towering stone pillars around it to explode with a roar.

Rock fragments rained down, crashing into the lava and splashing up towering red waves...

Of course he knows!
Having been trapped in this space for tens of thousands of years, his dragon soul had already explored every corner of the cave.

The primordial energy within the stone statue is the hope for reaching the Emperor Realm, and the key to unlocking it is the Emperor-grade embryonic pill!

A strange fire serves as the catalyst, and an imperial-grade nascent elixir as the key!
These two crucial things were now in the hands of this seemingly frail human being.

How can a plan that has been meticulously crafted over millennia be used to benefit others?
At this moment, in Yunyi's left eye, the deep, purifying Netherflame burned silently, devouring the light.

In his right eye, the raging Nine Profound Golden Lightning leaped and flashed, tearing through space.

His fighting spirit not only didn't diminish but actually intensified, like a peerless, deadly blade drawn from its sheath.

"The Emperor Pill is mine, and the Origin Qi will also be at my disposal. If you insist on taking it, then... let's fight!"

As the last word was uttered, the killing intent solidified, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet.

Zhu Kun's enormous dragon eyes stared intently at Yun Yi, the golden vertical pupils shrinking to pinpoints, churning with rage and a hint of madness driven to the brink of despair.

The next second, a deafening laugh tore through the frozen air, resounding with the penetrating power unique to the dragon race.

"Hahaha, very well! What an arrogant junior! I'd like to see what makes you so arrogant in front of me with your cultivation level!"

"Is it your secret technique for forcibly boosting your cultivation? Or those few miscellaneous flames?"

Before the laughter subsided, the thousand-foot-long dragon body suddenly contracted, and a dazzling purple-gold light shone brightly.

As the light faded, a burly man with a resolute face, dressed in a magnificent purple-gold robe, stood in mid-air.

He took a step forward, without probing or speaking, and the two figures vanished from their spot in the blink of an eye!

"boom!"

It wasn't a deafening explosion, but rather a muffled sound as space was suddenly released after being compressed to its extreme.

At the point where the two fists collided, a visible circular shockwave swept out at a speed beyond comprehension.

The purple-gold sleeve of Zhu Kun's right arm instantly turned to ashes, and the dragon scales covering it shattered inch by inch, with specks of golden dragon blood splattering everywhere.

The clothes on Yunyi's left shoulder also disappeared instantly, his skin and flesh split open, and the edges of the wound were charred black, instantly burned by the terrifying power of Zhukun's fist.

The two men were violently shaken and flew backward simultaneously. With each step they took, the ground beneath their feet cracked and collapsed like a spider web.

"Come again!"

Zhu Kun grinned as he wiped the golden blood flowing from his arm. Instead of pain, his eyes burned with an even more intense fighting spirit.

He made a fist, and an ancient mark, exuding an aura of destruction and seemingly entwined with countless miniature purple-gold dragons, slowly emerged.

The moment the mark appeared, Zhu Kun's originally profound aura showed a slight, almost imperceptible, weakening.

However, the oppressive aura emanating from the mark itself caused the entire space to ripple slightly. This was the forbidden fighting technique of the Primordial Void Dragon Clan, the Purple Heaven Dragon-Slaying Seal!

Each use requires burning a century's worth of lifespan, and its power is enough to severely injure someone of the same level!
Yunyi's pupils suddenly contracted as a strong sense of impending death washed over him. Without the slightest hesitation, the volatile Killing God System within him was fully ignited.

"The Third Transformation of the God of Slaughter! Activate!"

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood essence was spat out, instantly turning into blood mist and merging into his body.

His hair instantly turned a blinding crimson, and countless eerie blood-red patterns appeared on his skin.

A terrifying killing intent, even more intense and pure than before, suddenly erupted!
His aura surged again, briefly touching that hazy state.

Of course, if you cannot resolve the battle or remove the status effect within thirty breaths after activating the third transformation of the God of Slaughter, you will suffer a backlash!

With his crimson eyes locked onto the deadly purple-gold dragon seal, Yunyi rapidly formed hand seals in front of his chest.

The three supreme powers—Devouring Netherflame, Nine Nether Gale, and Nine Profound Golden Thunder—converged and compressed at an unprecedented speed.

A three-colored energy sphere, no bigger than a fist, rapidly formed in front of him, radiating energy that distorted the very space around it.

This is the strongest attack he can muster in this state!
"boom!"

The purple-gold dragon seal orb collided violently with the tri-colored destruction orb condensed by the cloud wings.

A terrifying shockwave instantly swept across the entire Strange Fire Plaza.

The hard ground was lifted layer by layer, and tiny, dark cracks appeared in the space.

However, the anticipated stalemate did not occur.

With the power boost from the third transformation of the God of Slaughter, Yunyi's three-colored light sphere displayed overwhelming power.

The Devouring Netherflame's devouring properties tore and disintegrated the structure of the Purple Heaven Dragon Seal, while the sharpness of the Nine Nether Gale cut through its energy flow, and the destructive power of the Nine Profound Golden Thunder precisely bombarded the core node of the dragon seal.

"Crack! Boom..."

After only a brief stalemate, the Purple Heaven Dragon Seal, which had accumulated a hundred years of dragon seal lifespan, exploded in Zhu Kun's horrified gaze!

The raging, out-of-control purple-gold energy, like billions of raging dragons, crashed fiercely against Zhu Kun.

"puff!"

Zhu Kun was struck as if by a heavy hammer, spitting out blood. He was thrown backward like a meteorite, crashing into the ground and creating a huge crater.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, he barely managed to revert to human form, his face deathly pale and his breath utterly exhausted.

Struggling to stand up, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood and finally collapsed to his knees, powerless.

He stared intently at the crimson figure in the center of the light, his eyes filled with disbelief, horror, and deep frustration.

He was defeated, and defeated so decisively and cleanly. The secret technique that the opponent forcibly used to enhance his abilities was terrifyingly powerful!
As the light faded, Yunyi's figure stood proudly, his body surrounded by crimson light. Although his aura was somewhat violent and unstable, his eyes were sharp and his momentum was overwhelming!
"Senior Zhukun, you have lost."

Yunyi's voice was deep and carried an undeniable air of authority.

Zhu Kun clutched his chest, coughing violently, golden dragon blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Yunyi's aura, felt the immense power emanating from him, and his unwavering gaze.

In the end, the pride of the Ten Thousand Year Dragon Emperor prevented him from making any more futile struggles.

(End of this chapter)