Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage - Chapter 165

Chapter 165: Chapter 137: Suppressing Prince Wu’an, The Demoness King_1

Translator: 549690339

Leizhou.

Above the vault of heaven, two figures were in confrontation, with numerous powerful beings watching the battle around them.

One of the figures was the Dragon Maiden, coming from Yuanzhou. She stood atop the Seven-Colored Auspicious Cloud, dressed in a colorful light skirt, with brows like ink, skin fairer than snow, a waist that could be encompassed with a grip, and three thousand strands of smooth black hair blowing in the wind like mist and clouds.

A thin veil covered her face, yet it could not hide her stunning contours. Beneath the gauze, her beautiful eyes shimmered, dimming the sun and the moon, with a limpidity like crystals, exuding an indifference that seemed to keep others millions of miles away.

The other figure was Prince Wu’an, Chu Hao, who had come from Huozhou. He possessed a divine and extraordinary martial prowess, with a tributary of meteor-like charisma, and an aura that pierced the sky. His dominance and fierceness were known throughout the land.

But at this moment, Prince Wu’an’s expression was grim, somewhat gloomy, as he stared fixedly at the figure hundreds of miles away, yet he did not make another move.

When the Dragon Maiden arrived, although she did not do so flamboyantly, she did not conceal herself either. Prince Wu’an detected her presence immediately. He issued a warning to the Dragon Maiden, but she ignored it.

Prince Wu’an was known for his direct and domineering ways, often choosing to strike first. Issuing a warning was already a courtesy, yet the Dragon Maiden did not reciprocate.

Faced with such provocation, Prince Wu’an could not tolerate it.

He too wanted to test the extent of the Dragon Maiden’s cultivation level, and to which layer of the True Martial Realm she had practiced.

Since learning the precise information about the fortune, Prince Wu’an knew that a battle between them was inevitable.

The Dragon Ball was prepared by the Dragon Maiden for her own reincarnated self, and she couldn’t possibly share it with anyone, as it pertained to her current life’s path.

Prince Wu’an felt the same way. He had delayed for so many years in order to refine the King Grade Pill, with the Dragon Ball relating to his own path. He would absolutely not give it up.

Thus, Prince Wu’an made his move, directly throwing a punch at the Dragon Maiden.

However, the Dragon Maiden’s combat ability was beyond his expectations. With an effortless wave of her bare hand, she pressed down with a palm that obliterated his fist mark and continued to suppress Prince Wu’an.

The palm imprint grew larger, possessing the momentum to conceal the sky, as if desiring to suppress Prince Wu’an with a single palm. Prince Wu’an unleashed a series of over a dozen punches before he managed to shatter the Sky Concealing Palm imprint.

“Chu Hao, you’re not up to par, get lost,” said the Dragon Maiden, her voice light yet filled with an innate pride, a haughtiness that was part of her very bones.

She was the Dragon Maiden who commanded respect across the Eight Hundred Divine Regions, the overwhelming Jiao Saint. In her eyes, Chu Hao was merely an insignificant junior.

It didn’t matter that Prince Wu’an was only at the pinnacle of the Myriad Phenomena Realm. Even if Chu Hao advanced to the True Martial Realm, or even cultivated to the same level as hers, he could not possibly be her match.

Before her reincarnation, she was the Jiao Saint, wielding a plethora of Divine Rank martial techniques, which were countless times more powerful than Heaven Rank techniques, of which she possessed no small number.

Even though she could not utilize many of the Divine Rank martial techniques at the moment, she only needed to use one casually to defeat Prince Wu’an as if it were child’s play.

She had ascended to the True Martial Realm and had done so using a King Grade True Elixir. Her combat experience wasn’t something Prince Wu’an could compare with.

“Li Yue, don’t be too arrogant, this is the Da Qian, not a place where you can be so arrogant,” said Prince Wu’an, his fists clenched, feeling deeply frustrated in his heart. When had he, Prince Wu’an, ever been threatened like this?

For those who disobeyed him, he would usually respond with a punch. If they didn’t submit, he’d give them another punch.

But now, his fists were of no use. This woman’s combat ability was terrifying. Prince Wu’an had to admit that he was no match for her.

Li Yue’s casual strike, which Prince Wu’an could only counteract with great effort and many punches, made the disparity between them obvious to him.

Li Yue might have cultivated to the fourth layer of the True Martial Realm, making her a mid-tier powerhouse within that realm, whereas he was merely at the pinnacle of the Myriad Phenomena Realm.

“Wait until I ascend to the True Martial Realm with the King Grade Pill; what of the fourth layer? I’ll still smash you,” Prince Wu’an roared in his heart, his yearning for the Dragon Ball growing fiercer.

What Prince Wu’an didn’t realize was that Li Yue had only reached the third layer of the True Martial Realm and had not even used a tenth of her strength in that casual palm.

If he knew, he would probably sink into deep despair.

“Heh~”

Long Yue let out a cold laugh, filled with disdain.

It was unclear whether her disdain was directed at the Qian Dynasty, at the name Li Yue, or perhaps at both.

She had given the Prime Minister a chance to choose, but he did not seize it, still siding with Da Qian, so Long Yue reverted to her former name the moment she left.

Prince Wu’an frowned, deeply annoyed by Long Yue’s attitude, but he did not make another move.

Knowing he was no match for Long Yue, he would only bring shame upon himself by continuing the fight. If he were to be injured by Long Yue, it would be disadvantageous for the subsequent struggle for the Dragon Ball.

“Li Yue, you are audacious and proud, looking down upon the cultivators of the Qianyuan Divine Province, aren’t you? Don’t forget that this will be your grave,” Prince Wu’an regaining his composure, stood with his hands behind his back, his tone nonchalant as he revealed Long Yue’s secret.

Though the two had only exchanged a single move, the commotion was immense, noticeable within millions of miles.

Lesser cultivators couldn’t watch the battle, unable to see that far, and even those cultivators in Leizhou didn’t dare. They activated various formations at the first sign of trouble, and some even hid underground to avoid it.

When Emperor Wu of the True Martial Realm went into battle, a mere stroke of his hand could destroy a thousand miles of land, shatter mountain ranges that stretched for a thousand miles, and if the battle was fierce enough, the whole of Leizhou would be obliterated, killing countless mortals and cultivators.

Only those with the strength and courage to watch from afar, such as some Myriad Phenomena Realm Great Grandmasters and some hidden True Martial Realm Emperor Wu’s.