Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

Di Yi, who was supposed to be on the verge of death, suddenly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with golden light. The wound in his throat suddenly split open, revealing the white bone spur inside.

These bones grew wildly, instantly jamming the Dragon Slaying Sword into the flesh.

"I've been waiting for your sword." Di Yi's voice was filled with the satisfaction of a successful plan. "If you hadn't cut it yourself, these chains would have been impossible to hold me back."

The last few black iron chains groaned under the heavy burden and broke into pieces under Bai Xiu's astonished gaze.

Emperor Yi's stretching of his body caused an earthquake, and the two-hundred-meter-long dragon body finally broke free from the constraints of five thousand years.

The bronze bone crown on his head lit up with a strange light, and twelve gray-white beams shot in different directions.

Ye Fan's talisman formation shook violently under the impact of the light beam, and the eight mountain-suppressing talismans spontaneously combusted at the same time.

The most dangerous thing was that one of the beams of light went straight to Bai Xiu's back. At this moment, the military leader was desperately trying to pull out the dragon-slaying sword stuck in the dragon's neck and had no time to dodge.

"Master, lower your head!"

Ye Fan threw out the last twelve talismans in the sarcophagus.

These talisman papers formed a lotus shape in the air, emitting dazzling golden light.

The light beam collided with the golden lotus, and the shock wave that erupted shattered all the surrounding black ice.

When the light faded, Ye Fan was seen kneeling on one knee, his peach wood sword broken into two pieces, his right arm sleeve torn to pieces, and the exposed skin covered with spider-web-like bloodstains.

But Di Yi has completely broken free from his restraints.

He spiraled into the air, the broken chains falling from his body like dying snakes. His dragon eyes looked down at the three wounded men, revealing the cruelty of a cat playing with a mouse.

"Now, let's continue our unfinished deathmatch!"

Chapter 188 Yellow Emperor

Bai Xiu was stunned, as if he had not expected that a being of Di Yi's level would choose to fake his death to survive.

"Great-grandfather, get out of the way!"

Ye Fan's anxious voice passed through his ears, and Bai Xiu even imagined the young man's anxious look in his mind.

This is my grandson from three generations ago. I never thought that I could fight side by side with this grandson... The picture in Bai Xiu's eyes became blurred.

He tried hard to raise his head, to turn his head and take a look at his grandson behind him, but his body was no longer listening to him, and he had more important things to do...

In fact, the moment Ye Fan and Zhang Qingwei reminded him, Bai Xiu's body had already reacted first.

After all, he is a mixed-blood who has fought for hundreds of years and has excellent combat qualities.

But his reaction was a little slow, and the physical fitness and fighting skills of the first generation completely crushed him.

The dull sound of the fist piercing through flesh and blood exploded in the air, and Di Yi's fist was pulled out of Bai Xiu's chest, bringing up a string of hot blood beads.

He moved slightly, and a dark robe condensed and took shape around him. He slowly walked out of the body of the dragon that was originally entwined, revealing a tall human figure.

He walked step by step, approaching Bai Xiu who was knocked to the ground by a punch in the distance.

Not until his heels were completely separated from the dragon's body and the black robe was finally assembled and put on him, the emperor of all ages returned.

He was quite handsome, yet also had the majesty of an emperor, with a pair of golden vertical pupils that carried an arrogance that looked down upon the world.

Bai Xiu's body fell limply, but an eternal fire was still burning in his dying eyes.

He used up his last bit of strength to grip the hilt of the sword, and the rusty sword cut through the air, accurately slicing through Diyi's head.

He no longer had any strength left, but the Dragon Slaying Sword, the unrivaled divine weapon of all ages, could still rely on that little bit of remaining power to easily cut through everything in the world.

But only a ripple appeared where the sword passed through, and a tiny piece of flesh and blood on the hundred-meter-long black dragon's body behind him disappeared silently, and the wound on Di Yi's head healed at the same instant.

"Don't do such meaningless things anymore. Your fighting has always been worthy of praise. In the future, I will make you into Deadpool and let you follow me around."

As soon as the wound healed, Di Yi slowly began to speak.

"Uh...ah...!" Bai Xiu's voice was hoarse. One-third of his lungs were pierced by the punch, and his heart was directly cut in half.

The entire stomach was blown to pieces without leaving any residue.

His current body has made him lose the prerequisite for speaking, so he can only express his anger through this meaningless whimpering.

Holding the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his right hand and scraping at the ice with his left hand, he moved his body bit by bit. He wanted to get closer to Di Yi and strike him with the sword again.

But at this moment, Di Yi had completely lost his furious look, and his golden vertical pupils even revealed compassion for the mortal in front of him.

"Looks like I should tell you a story."

Di Yi brushed off the non-existent dust on his black robe, his eyes swept over everyone present, and his voice was filled with a sense of distance that penetrated time and space.

"In ancient times, I encountered two powerful enemies, the Yellow Emperor and Chi You."

His fingertips trembled slightly, as if holding invisible authority:

"The Yellow Emperor's strength lies in the Xuanyuan Sword, a supreme magic sword capable of severing everything. Chi You's strength lies in his dragon body. No matter how much damage the Yellow Emperor inflicts, it will be offset by the flesh and blood of his massive body."

Drops of blood slid down the corners of Bai Xiu's mouth. His breathing was as weak as a candle in the wind, but he still stared at Di Yi.

"Chiyou likes to find fault with Huangdi. It seems that he hopes to prove his physical strength by defeating "Cut Off"."

"But Chi You ultimately died at the hands of the Yellow Emperor's sword," Di Yi's voice suddenly turned cold. "And I took away his dragon body, and from within that powerful body, I dug out the authority known as Chi You."

He paused, his gaze falling on several Chinese hybrids:

"The Yellow Emperor is the very source of your bloodline. This hatred that spans millennia has long been etched into our bones and blood."

The black robe rustled in the night wind, and the giant dragon body behind Emperor Yi suddenly moved. The hundred-meter-long dragon body broke free from its restraints and swirled behind him into a huge black vortex.

"Back then, after I helped the Black King to control the Dragon Clan, I returned to my fiefdom in the East. I wanted to regain control of everything here and digest Chi You's authority at the same time. However, Chi You's authority was too difficult to digest. His status was no less than mine."

"The ancient first generation of species always killed each other until the Black King appeared."

For the first time, his tone was tinged with awe:

"He cannot be described as a first-generation being. He is a god, as if the Earth created the dragon race just for His birth. We never imagined that the most original authority could be held by a single being."

"There were actually quite a few first-generation species in ancient times. We have killed many beings of the same level and dug out their authority, but we simply cannot digest it."

Emperor Yi raised his hand and pressed it on his heart:

"The bodies of the first generation seem to be able to only carry one kind of authority, with Chi You being the only exception. I split off my human body and left Chi You's authority in my dragon body, so I can use it to repair my injuries."

He lowered his head to look at Bai Xiu, who was dying at his feet, and a cold arc appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Splitting takes a long time, and it also requires the dragon's vitality to drop to freezing point. If it weren't for those two traitors, if they hadn't used the Xuanyuan Sword's materials to forge the Dragon Slaying Sword, I probably never would have pushed myself to this point."

"But being defeated isn't all bad." Di Yi suddenly laughed, his laughter filled with madness and pride:

"Thanks to the Black King for giving me inspiration. His methods of abusing children have allowed me to see a path I've never seen before."

"Five thousand years! It took me five thousand years to finally plant Chi You within the dragon body and split it into this independent human body. Just like the Black King created twins, I also became two sides of one body!"

The black dragon behind him let out a deafening roar. Di Yi leaped up and stood firmly on the dragon.

He climbed higher and higher on the dragon's body, finally standing on top of his own dragon's head. The dragon bent its slender neck, making its master feel like he was stepping on a black mountain.

The moonlight shone on his handsome face, and the imperial majesty and the ferocity of the dragon's body were perfectly integrated, as if the two first-generation species standing here were capable of subverting the world.

He leaned over, lifted Bai Xiu's collar, and snatched the dragon-slaying sword from his weak hand.

The sword shone with an ancient cold light in the moonlight. The moment Emperor Yi grasped the hilt, his knuckles turned slightly white due to the force.

"It's indeed Xuanyuan material." He sighed softly, his voice filled with uncontrollable excitement. "After thousands of years of refinement and the gathering of destiny, this sword is even more powerful than the Xuanyuan Sword back then! No wonder it was able to injure me..."

Wild laughter echoed in the night sky. Emperor Yi raised the Dragon Slaying Sword high, his black robe and dragon scales dancing in the wind.

"But now, with Chiyou's immortal body, Xuanyuan's destructive power, and my own authority of ash—who in the entire Dragon Clan Elders Council can still contend with me?"

"Don't be too happy too soon."

A cold voice suddenly came from the shadows, interrupting Di Yi's laughter.

Ye Fan lifted the sarcophagus above his head with one hand and walked towards Di Yi step by step.

Facing two beings who were no weaker than himself, he did not show any panic, but remained calm and confident, but his eyes revealed his worry for his great-grandfather.

It is precisely because of this concern for his relatives that he develops endless anger towards the murderer.

"Emperor Yi, it seems you don't understand your opponent. Although I don't know what kind of guy Huangdi is, I do know one thing...

In the Yellow Emperor's bloodline, there has never been a shortage of people who defy fate and change their destiny!"

Chapter 189 Chi You

Ye Fan's pupils suddenly contracted, and the air around him seemed to be grasped by an invisible force.

The next second, two completely different laws of time collided violently within his body—

The realm of time zero exploded with him as the center, the flow speed of the world was extended a hundredfold, and the trajectory of each wisp of wind was as clear as a solidified silver thread.

At the same time, instantaneous authority surged through his blood vessels, and his bones and muscles emitted a subtle humming sound at the 1024-fold acceleration. His figure left an afterimage in time and space, as if existing at countless coordinate points at the same time.

"TheWorld!"

The loud shout pierced the stagnant time and space.

The two ultimate words of time intertwined, and superimposed with the time reversal that had just begun to reveal the secrets of the Alchemy Kingdom, everything around them fell into absolute stillness.

The splattering blood beads hung in the air, the sound waves of the dragon's roar solidified into transparent ripples, and even the surprise that flashed in Emperor Yi's golden eyes was frozen into eternity.

Even the first generation of species finds it difficult to break the iron law of time.

Emperor Yi can split his human body and dragon body to share the power, but he is still restricted by the shackles of "one spirit at a time". However, Ye Fan is an exception, as if he was born to control a container of multiple powers.

In the still world, Ye Fan's figure turned into a blurry stream of light.

As he passed by Di Yi, his fingertips precisely clasped the back of Bai Xiu's collar, and his other hand had already taken out the prepared Changqing Talisman.

When the talisman paper touched Bai Xiu's chest, which was riddled with blood, it instantly burst out with emerald green light. Vine-like spiritual power spread along the wound, forcibly holding on to the almost extinct life force.

"Great-grandfather, hold on." Ye Fan's voice was so low it sounded like a sigh in the still space and time.

He turned to look at Di Yi's hand tightly gripping the Dragon Slaying Sword.

The divine weapon that embodies the legacy of Xuanyuan glows with a cold luster, and the power of "killing" flowing on the sword almost pierces the shackles of time.

Ye Fan tried to reach out, and just as his fingertips touched the edge of the hilt, an overwhelming sharpness suddenly erupted -

That was the power of authority that was enough to sever all laws. If he had not subconsciously activated the eternal authority to protect his finger bones, his entire arm would have been severed at this moment.