Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 291 Thinking they had some temporary common ground, they believed they could stand shoulder to shoulder with me?
"Boom--!"

The heavy gates of the Medicine Realm were still slowly opening, and amidst the deafening roar, countless beastmen stepped into the Medicine Realm!

A wolf demon with a blue face and fangs carried a giant axe, an eagle beast soared through the sky, and a python writhed on the ground. The densely packed figures instantly filled the space behind the gate, and most of the sunlight was blocked by this overwhelming tide of beasts!
"This is the Medicine Clan's small world? It truly lives up to its reputation!"

A lion-like beast, about ten feet tall, took a deep breath, its nostrils flaring violently, and its eyes flashed with intense light.

"The energy of this world is several times more concentrated than that outside! From today onwards, this place belongs to our beast race! Hahaha!"

"You beast! How dare you covet the territory of my Medicine Clan?!"

Yao Wanhuo roared, and his pale golden battle aura suddenly erupted, shooting into the sky like a volcanic eruption!

The next second, he raised his hand and waved it, and the raging holy fire transformed into a wall of fire tens of feet wide, sweeping out with the power to burn mountains and boil seas!

"Zi la——!"

Wherever the wall of fire passed, the dozens of beastmen at the forefront were burned to a crisp before they could even scream, and black ashes fell in a flurry.

"How can you allow us to trample on this precious land that has been passed down through generations of the Medicine Clan!"

Yao Wanhuo's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the ever-expanding gap in the gate. He suddenly raised his hands upwards, unleashing a torrent of holy power from his body!
"boom--!"

In an instant, two giant, emerald-green hands materialized from the void. Each hand was a thousand feet in size, and its palm lines radiated a spiritual glow like the rings of an ancient tree.

"Turn it off!"

Yao Wanhu roared fiercely, his voice hoarse and strained, as his two emerald green palms, carrying the power to suppress heaven and earth, slammed down on the two open doors on either side!
He wanted to close this gate of death again before more orcs poured in!

However, at that moment, a cold voice suddenly rang out in mid-air.

"Guests have come from afar, yet we shut our doors to them. Is this the etiquette of the Medicine Clan?"

Before he finished speaking, a strange purple light shot out from outside the door and crashed into the jade hand that Yao Wanhuo had condensed at an extremely fast speed!

"Tsk-!"

Then, with a soft sound, the thousand-foot-long jade hand melted away as quickly as ice and snow meeting the sun, leaving not a trace of holy power behind, and was completely annihilated in the purple light.

"Who?!"

Yao Wanhuo's heart trembled violently, and he looked up at the door with suspicion and uncertainty.

At this moment, the beastmen who had been frantically rushing into the Medicine Realm also stopped in their tracks. Their previously ferocious faces were now filled with awe, and they lowered their heads as if waiting for the arrival of a supreme being.

The next second, a figure dressed in a purple robe slowly walked out from behind the door.

The man stood tall and straight, his dark hair casually tied behind his head, a half-smile playing on his lips. A faint purple mist surrounded him, and he floated in the air above the Medicine Realm without his feet touching the ground.

His gaze slowly swept across the pharmaceutical industry, as if he were looking down upon his own homeland.

"Could it be that you are..."

Yao Wanhuo's pupils suddenly contracted.

Just then, Yao Ling, who had remained silent all along, gracefully stepped forward, knelt down before the purple-robed man, her eyes filled with almost fanatical longing: "Greetings, Your Majesty the Phoenix Emperor!"

"As expected, you are the son of the dragon and the phoenix!"

Yao Ling's reaction completely confirmed Yao Wanhuo's conjecture.

He felt a chill run through his body and instinctively took a half-step back, his heel striking the corpse of a member of the Medicine Clan behind him, causing him another pang of pain in his heart.

"Yao Ling, you did a good job."

Su Yun raised his large hand and gently stroked Yao Ling's head. Yao Ling immediately showed a look of infatuation and enjoyment, her ears turning red. Then, Su Yun's gaze slowly shifted, his eyes lowered slightly, and finally landed on Yao Wanhuo: "Now that you have seen me, why do you not kneel?"

"You deserve it too!"

Yao Wanhuo suddenly came to his senses, and his pent-up anger and fear erupted instantly. He roared and his holy power surged wildly around him!
"He's nothing but a barbarian from the Beast Realm, a mere scrawny bird! How dare he act so presumptuously in my Medicine Clan!"

"Zi la——!"

Crimson flames shot into the sky, coalescing in mid-air into a fire dragon hundreds of feet long. The dragon's scales were clearly defined, its fangs bared, as it lunged fiercely at Su Yun!

“A weak strike, but I acknowledge your courage in taking action. Just from the perspective of protecting your community, you have done your duty.”

Su Yun remained calm, merely waving his sleeve in the face of this terrifying attack.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—!"

In an instant, a vast expanse of silver spatial power erupted from his body, sweeping across the entire Medicine Realm like a tidal wave. The moment the spatial power erupted, space was immediately distorted into ripples.

When this seemingly chaotic power touched the fire dragon, the dragon's body became transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was eventually erased as if it had never existed.

"How can this be!"

Yao Wanhuo's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief: "Both are six-star Dou Sheng! Why... why is there such a huge difference in strength?!"

Upon hearing this, Su Yun couldn't help but chuckle: "You old body, you've cultivated for a thousand years to finally reach the threshold of a six-star Dou Sheng. For you, this is already the end."

But for me, this is just a trivial beginning.

Thinking they have some temporary common ground, they believe they can stand shoulder to shoulder with me?
Human, your thoughts are utterly laughable.

Yao Wanhuo gritted his teeth, but a sense of powerlessness welled up inside him.

The Dragon and Phoenix Child is right. The potential of the Dragon and Phoenix bloodline is unfathomable. This wretch's cultivation level can never remain at the six-star Dou Sheng level like him. It's only a matter of time before he reaches the peak of Dou Sheng!

"Alright, I've wasted enough time on you."

A cold voice interrupted Yao Wanhuo's thoughts, and a sense of unease rose in his heart.

Su Yun raised his eyes to look at Yao Wanhuo, his expression turning completely cold: "Kneel down and leave."

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—!"

Before he finished speaking, Su Yun slowly raised two fingers, a faint purple-gold halo swirling around his fingertips. It seemed weak, but it carried a terrifying power that made one's heart tremble.

The moment this power appeared, the surrounding space shattered instantly!

"not good!"

Yao Wanhuo was on high alert, his holy power surging wildly as he kept a close eye on Su Yun's movements.

But the next second, Su Yun simply pointed lightly at the void in front of him.

"What is he doing?"

Yao Wanhuo looked puzzled, but before he could even finish his puzzlement, a chilling feeling suddenly shot up from the bottom of his heart, making the hairs on his body stand on end!

"Pfft-!"

A sharp, piercing sound suddenly rang out, and a sharp pain came from his chest without warning!
Yao Wanhuo's pupils dilated, his body stiffened on the spot, and he subconsciously lowered his head slowly.

Suddenly, Su Yun's two fingers, wreathed in a purple-gold aura, transcended the barriers of space and silently appeared on his chest, piercing his heart!

(End of this chapter)