"Oh? So many people coming to greet us?" Chu Tianyang smiled faintly as he observed the martial artists blocking their path.
"Chu family's Chu Tianyang?" Lu Chen inquired.
"Indeed. And you are...?"
"Lu Chen of the Tai Xuan Sect!"
"The Tai Xuan Sect? Isn't that from the Qian Region?" Chu Tianyang was surprised that the anomalies here had attracted forces from other regions.
"Greetings, Senior Lu. May I ask why you and your companions are blocking our path?"
Lu Chen chuckled. "We heard the Chu family has produced a Demon Emperor-level expert. We've come specifically to pay our respects!"
"Demon Emperor? What Demon Emperor?" Chu Tianyang was puzzled—the Beast God had never claimed to be any Demon Emperor!
"Haha, Emperor-tier experts are rarely seen. We've come admiring your fame—surely the Chu family elder wouldn't hide such a treasure?" A Martial Saint from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect laughed.
"I heard it's an actual dragon?"
"As descendants of flood dragons, we from Heavenly Dragon Abyss must see this legendary true dragon!"
"Elder Chu, you must summon your Beast God—allow this old man to witness the majesty of a true dragon!" A red-haired old man with a pair of flood dragon horns blocked Chu Tianyang's path.
Though speaking respectfully, Jiao Fei didn't believe it. While this world still had a few flood dragons with trace amounts of true dragon bloodline, actual dragons were practically nonexistent. If any existed, Hell's Gate would have long since recruited them into the Holy Realm—how could one appear here?
Jiao Fei's true target was the legacy here. He'd clearly seen a golden dragon phantom earlier—this inheritance must be related to dragon or phoenix clans, and he was determined to obtain it!
Chu Tianyang observed these people—while claiming to visit the Beast God, their real purpose was verifying rumors and seizing the inheritance.
"Since you've all come to visit our Beast God, I presume you've brought generous gifts? How about handing them to me first, then I'll invite our Beast God out?" Chu Tianyang smiled.
"Enough nonsense! What Beast God? Just rumors—there's no Demon Emperor here!" Divine Fist Sect's Hao Jiang abandoned pretense. "Think logically—how could anything exist beyond Hell's Gate's control after their millennia of domination? And killing one of their Martial Emperors? Who witnessed it? Mere rumors!"
As a Hell's Gate affiliate, he knew their power well—they had far more than a few Martial Emperors! If one had truly died here, dozens of Emperor-tier experts would have already eradicated the Chu family!
Without hesitation, he struck first—his golden fists smashing toward Chu Tianyang like ancient divine mountains.
"Well said! Today's inheritance belongs to this Saint! Not even a Demon Emperor could stop me!" Not to be outdone, Jiao Fei transformed one hand into a red-scaled dragon claw attacking Chu Tianyang's group.
The other Martial Saints attacked simultaneously—striking first was paramount! Moreover, rumors said the Chu family possessed the Nine Heavens Mountain Range's Yunxiao Sect legacy. While minor factions might not know of Yunxiao Sect, these Saint-grade organizations with ancient lineages remembered clearly—they'd once produced a Martial Emperor!
Obtaining this legacy might earn them full Hell's Gate membership rather than mere affiliate status. Thus, they attacked with full power.
Only Lu Chen frowned, quietly retreating behind the others. Unaffiliated with Hell's Gate and lacking strong backing, he couldn't afford recklessness. Moreover, Chu Tianyang's calm demeanor suggested hidden cards.
"Better observe first."
Facing their overwhelming assault, Chu Tianyang felt his body might tear apart—until a protective force shielded him from the Martial Saints' pressure. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on n0velfire.net
Just as their attacks were about to land, an enormous blue claw emerged from the golden barrier behind him, covering the Martial Saints.
Instantly, tremendous divine power erupted like a collapsing sky, immobilizing the attackers.
"This is...?" Jiao Fei's eyes widened as his bloodline trembled with unprecedented fear. "Could there truly be a dragon here?"
As this thought crossed his mind, an azure dragon emerged from the barrier, coiling above them.
"A true dragon? IMPOSSIBLE!" Jiao Fei shuddered—his flood dragon bloodline was insignificant before this, forcing him prostrate.
"The Chu family's Beast God! That's their Beast God!" someone from Qingyang City who'd seen Long Yuan before shouted.
All Martial Saints trembled—the Beast God was actually a dragon?
Feeling the dragon's killing intent, Divine Fist Sect's Martial Saint screamed: "Spare me, Senior! Our sect serves Hell's Gate—please show mercy for their sake!" First to attack, he was first to beg.
"Hell's Gate?" Long Yuan sneered. "Didn't you hear I recently killed one of their Martial Emperors—someone called Chi Mie?"
The Martial Saints' pupils contracted violently. The rumors were true! Some even recognized Chi Mie's name!
"Senior, spare me! I'm from Heavenly Dragon Abyss's flood dragon clan—we'll worship you as Dragon God!" Jiao Fei desperately pleaded, suffering the strongest suppression from the dragon bloodline's pressure.
"Would I care for such worship? Die!"
Without allowing further pleas, Long Yuan's claws clenched slightly—the Martial Saints exploded into nothingness. Annihilating Martial Saints was as easy as slaughtering chickens!
Long Yuan had waited deliberately—killing required justification to avoid tarnishing the Chu family's reputation.
Onlookers felt chills down their spines. Just as legends said, the Chu family's Beast God possessed unimaginable power.
Nearby, Lu Chen stood dumbfounded—thankfully he'd held back, or he'd share their fate. Staring at the dragon, his shock was indescribable. This was the Chu family's Beast God?
"His aura is fathomless as the abyss... is he truly a Demon Emperor?" And one beyond Hell's Gate's control at that. But why openly provoke them? Shouldn't he remain hidden?
Long Yuan's claws closed slightly, condensing wisps of crimson bloodline from the dissipating mist.