High Martial Arts: Martial Soul Great Sage Equal to Heaven, crushing all races.

The East China Sea is calm and peaceful.

That crimson-gold divine pillar that pierced through heaven and earth seemed to be a predetermined destiny that existed since the beginning of the universe. It exuded an undeniable suppressive power, smoothing the entire raging East Sea as smooth as a mirror.

The half-step seventh-order power that Ao Yuan gained by burning his own essence was as fragile as a joke in front of that divine iron.

The giant wave, tens of thousands of meters high, vanished without a trace.

His century-long plan for revenge, his madness of self-destruction, were all wiped away in this moment by a single stick.

"No……"

Beneath the sea, Ao Yuan's massive dragon body trembled slightly, his scarlet dragon eyes fixed on the divine pillar and the excessively young figure atop it.

The look in his eyes was no longer one of anger, but rather a mixture of horror, confusion, and utter collapse—a kind of frenzied madness.

"One hundred and twenty-six years..."

His hoarse dragon roar echoed in the deep sea, carrying a mournful cry like weeping blood.

"I have lain dormant in the Eye of the East Sea, enduring the torment of lightning bolts devouring my body day and night for a full 126 years! I have abandoned the dignity of the dragon race, clinging to life, all for what?!"

"It...it was all ruined by a mere child!!"

His last shred of reason crumbled amidst this extreme humiliation and resentment.

Resentment and madness completely consumed his mind.

Since revenge is hopeless, since everything has come to naught, then let's drag the whole world down with us and destroy it!

"roar--!!!"

Ao Yuan suddenly raised his head and let out a roar that was not like a dragon's cry, but more like the last howl of a wild beast before its death.

Without warning, his mountain-like head suddenly swung open, and he bit down on the neck of the black dragon Ao Li, who was closest to him and was also stunned by the scene before him!

"Pfft—!"

The dragon scales, harder than refined steel, were easily torn apart like paper by Ao Yuan's fangs, which were infused with all his madness.

"Father... Father King..."

Ao Li didn't even have time to let out a complete scream; his huge dragon eyes were filled with pain, confusion, and extreme fear.

He could feel the dragon's origin and life essence within him being devoured frantically and greedily through his father's throat!

His enormous dragon body struggled wildly in the sea, stirring up undercurrents, and his dragon blood poured out like a waterfall bursting its banks, dyeing the surrounding seawater a thick, dark red.

But Ao Yuan remained unmoved; in his scarlet dragon eyes, only the most primal desire for power remained.

"No! Father! No!"

Seeing this, the silver dragon Ao Yue in the distance was terrified.

She let out a terrified scream, twisting her graceful dragon body as she desperately tried to escape into the distance.

However, it was too late.

Ao Yuan's dragon tail, like a black lightning bolt, drew a strange arc in the water and instantly wrapped around Ao Yue's body.

A tremendous force struck, and Ao Yue felt her bones groaning as she was dragged back.

Amidst Ao Yue's desperate cries, Ao Yuan released Ao Li, who had become a withered dragon corpse, and opened his massive maw once more, swallowing his own daughter along with the dragon blood essence emanating from Ao Li's corpse.

He didn't stop.

Like a gluttonous beast that had completely lost control, he chased after, bit, and devoured the dragon princes and grandsons around him who were terrified and whose blood flowed through their veins.

At this moment, he was no longer the father who endured humiliation and hardship, nor the majestic Dragon King of the East Sea.

He was nothing more than a beast that would devour everything in order to climb to a higher peak and gain greater power.

Along the coastal defense line.

Li Changqing and Feng Qingyang were still reeling from the miraculous scene of the sea being calmed when they sensed the horrific tragedy unfolding in the deep sea through their Dharma forms.

"That beast!" Feng Qingyang trembled with rage, his already pale face turning even more ashen. "He's gone mad! He's devouring his own blood relatives!"

Li Changqing's expression was more solemn than ever before.

He stared intently at the sea stained crimson with dragon blood, and said in a deep voice, "No, he's not insane. He knows exactly what he's doing... He's using the most extreme and evil blood sacrifice method to forcefully break through to that realm!"

Before he could finish speaking...

boom--!!!

Deep in the ocean, an unprecedented and terrifying aura, even surpassing the previous burning of the source energy, exploded out!

That aura was so domineering and tyrannical that the moment it appeared, it forcibly pushed the seawater within a radius of hundreds of miles outward, creating a huge vacuum zone in the deep sea!

The level of that aura had far exceeded the scope of the sixth rank.

That was genuine, seventh-order pressure!

In the center of the vacuum zone, Ao Yuan's dragon body is undergoing a terrifying and earth-shattering transformation.

The already ferocious dragon scales on his body began to peel off piece by piece, revealing his bloody and mangled body underneath.

But then, brand new scales began to grow wildly from the flesh.

The newly grown dragon scales were no longer blue, but instead presented a deep, pitch-black color that seemed to devour all light.

Each scale exudes a chilling aura of destruction.

His size was expanding wildly, two thousand meters, two thousand five hundred meters, three thousand meters!

In the end, he transformed into a colossal dragon over three thousand meters long, powerful enough to rival the Great Sage's Dharma Form!

The dragon horns on its head grew wildly, becoming thicker and more ferocious, as if they could pierce the sky.

Those dragon eyes then completely transformed into two blood-red moons hanging in the deep sea.

At this moment, whether in the city of Shanghai or on the coastal defense line, all martial artists with cultivation levels below the sixth rank felt a chill emanating from the depths of their souls.

It was as if an invisible hand was gripping their hearts, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

This is an absolute crushing defeat on a matter of life level!

"roar--!!!"

Ao Yuan roared to the sky, his dragon's cry a mixture of unwilling anger, the ecstatic joy of revenge, and the supreme majesty of breaking free from shackles.

He succeeded.

At the cost of the lives of all his offspring, he finally took that long-awaited step and became the seventh-order Demon Emperor!

His two blood-moon-like dragon eyes pierced through the deep sea, past the sea-stabilizing needle, and locked onto the figure atop the divine pillar.

"You brat...it was you who forced me to do this!"

"Now, I, the Emperor, will grant you... true death!"

Ao Yuan opened his enormous mouth, enough to swallow a mountain.

The demonic power of the seventh rank was frantically gathering deep in his throat, with the power of laws intertwining and compressing within it.

Finally, it transformed into a pure, pitch-black dragon breath of destruction, shooting out towards the seal ink at the tip of the golden cudgel!

That dragon's breath was beyond description in terms of speed.

The moment it appeared, it seemed to transcend the distance of space.

Wherever the dragon's breath passed, the air distorted like ripples, leaving behind hideous black trails that lingered for a long time.

The sea below was directly evaporated by the high temperature of the dragon's breath, carving out a terrifying, bottomless ravine!

This attack is enough to completely wipe a fully staffed base city, along with its energy shield, off the map!

too fast!

Just as the world-destroying dragon's breath was about to engulf Feng Mo...

Three figures stood in front of him simultaneously, with a resolute posture.

"Purple Lightning Heavenly Shield!"

Li Changqing's beard and hair stood on end as he unleashed the last of his martial spirit power.

The thunder giant dharma image behind him instantly solidified, and billions of lightning snakes around him frantically gathered, transforming into a purple lightning shield that blotted out the sky in front of him and Feng Qingyang!

"Azure Lotus Sword Song, the sword burns the heavens!"

Feng Qingyang was also burning his last bit of his essence.

His cracked divine sword form erupted with an unprecedentedly brilliant azure light at this moment. The entire sword seemed to transform into a burning azure lotus, lying across the lightning shield and becoming an extremely dazzling sword curtain!

"roar!!"

A furious roar came from Lu Chenzhou, who was already seriously injured!

This sixth-tier expert from the capital showed no fear on his face, only the bloodthirst and ferocity of a martial artist.

His Dharma form shone with golden light, transforming into an angry Vajra. With his own flesh and blood, he stood behind the sword curtain, becoming the third and final line of defense!

A shield, a sword, and a Vajra.

At this moment, three peak sixth-tier human powerhouses used their own broken bodies to forge a barrier of flesh and blood for the future of the human race behind them!