Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 175 Crimson Scaled Ink Dragon
This scene was like the sun rising from the sea, illuminating the endless abyss.

The military formations formed by the military aura of the Li family members shattered like paper, unable to maintain their dragon-carp aura forms any longer, and they all fell to the ground.

Even Li Jiye and the others who were leading the group couldn't help but cough up blood, and they could barely stand by leaning on their weapons.

Li Jiye's eyes were bloodshot as he said fiercely, "My disciples, leap over the dragon gate! Follow me and set up the Dragon Gate Formation!"

Upon hearing this, Li Hongtu's pupils contracted. He grabbed Li Jiye and the others' hands and advised, "Nephew, this Dragon Gate Formation is derived from the Nine Deaths Dragon Transformation Formation. It is a military tactic that burns the lives of soldiers in the formation, a fight to the death. We cannot do this!"

"If we fail, all eight hundred members of the Li family will be destroyed!"

Li Jiye roared like a madman, "Second Uncle, the arrow is on the bowstring and must be released. I can't care about anything else now. If we can't defeat them, we're all going to die anyway!"

Li Xingbang's eyes were resolute. He spoke up at this moment: "Second brother, listen to Jiye. Now is not the time for you to be indecisive. Our ancestor was able to rise to power with only eight hundred armored soldiers. Why can't we do the same?"

Li Hongtu sighed, "Go ahead and set things up, then you'll be satisfied once you've completely destroyed the power of my Li family!"

Then, Li Hongtu's gaze fell on the long spear in his hand, and finally hardened his heart, his expression becoming stern: "Disciples, form the battle formation!"

The name "Dragon Gate Formation" is derived from the image of a carp leaping over the Dragon Gate, emphasizing the spirit of burning one's boats and forging ahead without hesitation.

Legend has it that when carp leap over the Dragon Gate, in addition to being battered by raging winds and waves, they also have to endure being burned by heavenly fire.

Once this formation is set up, the soldiers in the formation will use their own lives and blood as fuel, turning into military flames to enhance the power of the military might.

As the saying goes, "a dragon transforms nine times," and with each bit of vital energy burned, the military formation will take on more dragon-like transformations.

Until the very end, the army's fierce aura completely transformed into the shape of a dragon. If it were an army of tens of thousands of people, it would have the power to overturn rivers and seas and move mountains.

With Li Hongtu's angry roar, many members of the Li family staggered to their feet and immediately echoed his words.

Blood-red Qi began to emerge around them, and the broken dragon carp Qi form was continuously replenished by the blood-red Qi, finally condensing into a crimson-black dragon carp!
Then, the eight hundred disciples formed a fish-scale formation, or a long snake, with the dragon-carp energy gathering and condensing, as if it had been hammered a thousand times, twisting into a single force, transforming into a fierce, claw-baring, crimson-scaled dragon.

Each of the crimson and black dragon carp is a dragon scale from the body of a dragon.

Subsequently, the weapons and halberds throughout the Li family's Dragon Palace supplied the dragon with the Qi of the Dragon, further fueling its Qi flames.

Before them appeared a black-armored, crimson-scaled dragon with a single horn on its head, a crimson tongue, and ape-like eyes. It had three claws, with blood-black flames swirling beneath them, presenting a ferocious and terrifying appearance.

The evil dragon twisted its body and coiled above the Dragon Palace, letting out a deafening roar. Its eyes were like torches, staring intently at Han Yun below, its body writhing in blood flames, turning the entire Dragon Palace into a blood-soaked inferno.

Standing atop the dragon's head, Li Jiye pointed his halberd straight at the sky and roared, "Today, the descendants of the Li family offer their lives as a sacrifice, and we beseech our ancestors for protection!"

Before the words were even finished, the eight hundred disciples roared in unison, their voices like thunder. Suddenly, the blood flames on their bodies surged, transforming into blood-red chains that bound everyone's lives and vital energy together.

The body of the black-armored, red-scaled dragon swelled by another three percent, and faint electric light flickered on its horns.

Seeing this, Li Hongtu could only raise his long spear, transforming it into a single, sharp horn aimed at Han Yun, and shout, "Nine Turns of the Dragon Gate, Fish-Dragon Transformation!"

In an instant, the dragon roared to the sky, its scales standing on end, each one spewing forth scorching blood flames. The blood flames intertwined in the air, transforming into nine crimson dragon gates, layer upon layer, reaching straight to the heavens.

"First turn!"

With Li Jiye's command, the dragon charged towards the first dragon gate. The instant it passed through the gate, several members of the Li family instantly turned into a bloody mist, while the dragon's body became even more solid, its claws sprouting five toes. "Second turn!"

Another Dragon Gate shattered, and this time dozens of disciples exploded and died. But the dragon had grown whiskers, and the blood flames around its body began to turn dark gold.

The ground of the Dragon Palace began to crack, and countless weapons flew out from the ground, merging into the dragon's body like rivers flowing into the sea.

Blood streamed from Li Jiye's seven orifices, yet he still gripped his halberd tightly: "Third turn!"

The third dragon gate shattered with a deafening roar, and hundreds of Li family members instantly turned into a bloody mist. The dragon had grown complete horns, and its scales gleamed with a metallic sheen, as if forged from black iron.

Han Yun stood with his hands behind his back, golden light gleaming in his eyes, and said calmly, "You're willing to sacrifice the lives of eight hundred disciples just to gain this momentary prestige?"

"Han Yun! Prepare to die!"

Li Jiye roared and rode the dragon straight down. The dragon's claws tore through the air, creating a deafening sonic boom, and wherever it passed, the bricks and stones on the ground were reduced to dust.

Just as the dragon's claw was about to touch Han Yun's head.

"Certainly."

Han Yun uttered a single word, and golden light suddenly blazed from his fingertips. The Qi of Dan Yun, mixed with countless forces, condensed like tendons into the rope binding the dragon, forcibly halting the dragon in mid-air. Blood flames flickered in the dragon's eyes, yet it could no longer advance an inch.

"This...this is impossible!" Li Xingbang exclaimed in utter shock. "The Dragon Gate Formation has already undergone three cycles; even if the Ten Elders were to arrive in person, they would have to temporarily avoid its sharp edge!"

Han Yun rose into the air, his robes fluttering like clouds. With a thought, a pure and clear aura arose, and golden lotuses rose up, purifying the blood flames that filled the sky.

"The murderous aura of military strategists is ultimately an unorthodox path." Han Yun gestured with his hand, "Today I will show you what the true and righteous path is!"

Then, the golden cinnabar energy in his palm transformed into countless threads, like a net covering the dragon.

The dark gold scales, upon touching the fine gold threads, felt as if they were being sliced ​​by a thousand knives, peeling off inch by inch. The dragon let out a mournful howl, struggling desperately but to no avail.

"Fourth turn! Hurry up and do the fourth turn!"

Li Jiye roared madly. Upon hearing this, the remaining disciples bit their tongues, spitting out their blood. The dragon's body swelled again, but then Han Yun suddenly closed his five fingers.

"Disperse."

With a deafening roar, the dragon shattered from head to tail. Eight hundred disciples plummeted like kites with broken strings, half of them dying in mid-air.

Li Jiye and his two companions crashed heavily onto the training ground, their armor shattered, and they coughed up blood.

The five dragons cheered and circled down, with the red dragon pressing its claw against Li Jiye's chest: "Old man, weren't you so majestic just now?"

Han Yun landed gracefully, his aura dissipating. He looked at the wailing Li family members on the ground, shook his head and sighed, "Why did you do this? I only wanted to sever the karmic ties, but who knew you would be blinded by greed and attack me."

"Han...Han Zhenren..."

Li Hongtu struggled to his feet, tears streaming down his face. "It was my fault for being senile. Please, have mercy!"

(End of this chapter)