A deafening dragon's roar reverberated throughout the surrounding area, causing everyone to shiver and want to kneel on the ground.
As the crimson dragon was neared, Peng Xiaowang could feel a horrifying heat, as well as an extremely dangerous aura that caused his heart to tighten… Death! That's right, Peng Xiaowang suddenly smelled death!
The Kun Peng's momentum was utterly suppressed by Yun Lintian's crimson dragon. Its virtual image began to distort horribly, and the suction power gradually weakened.
Peng Xiaowang's body turned cold when he saw this. He hurriedly poured every ounce of his origin profound energy into the golden armor. Instantaneously, a brilliant golden light burst out, forming into an impenetrable wall around his body.
Upon the crimson dragon touched the golden wall, a huge impact immediately spread out, turning everything in the surrounding into a pile of dust. Linlin, Qin Yuyan, Bai Qingyi, and the crowd quickly retreated several meters away while conjuring a profound defense around them.
Suddenly, a crack sound rang out along with the collapse of the golden wall. Despair was written all over Peng Xiaowang's face when he saw this. He didn't expect a genuine Saint-rank armor could not protect him against Yun Lintian's attack.
Yun Lintian did not let a chance to finish Peng Xiaowang go. He exerted his full strength into the White Dragon spear and thrust at Peng Xiaowang's head.
However, just before the spear could reach Peng Xiaowang, a colossus power bore down from the sky and utterly restrained the White Dragon spear on the spot.
Yun Lintian's complexion abruptly changed. Before he could react, his body was immediately hit by an irresistible force, sending him away like a cannonball.
Yun Lintian was directly hitting several buildings nearby, causing several of his rips to break.
"Oh? Quite tough, huh?" A surprised male voice resounded from the sky, along with a figure of a handsome young man slowly descended.
Peng Xiaowang saw this. He was overjoyed and hurriedly shouted. "Big brother!"
The handsome young man was eighty percent resembled Peng Xiaowang. Instead of arrogance like Peng Xiaowang, his face was full of pride as though nothing was worthy in his eyes. His name was Peng Zheng, the Young Patriarch of the Peng clan. He landed before Peng Xiaowang and said coldly. "You've shamed our clan."
Peng Xiaowang shivered and lowered his head, did not dare to say anything.
The moment Qin Yuyan saw Peng Zheng, she urgently turned to Bai Qingyi. "Where is your brother!?"
Bai Qingyi's brows knitted together as he didn't expect Peng Zheng would appear here. Usually, Peng Zheng did not care about his younger brother. Why did he suddenly come here?
"He's on the way." Bai Qingyi said.
Qin Yuyan frowned deeply. The situation was not good. Although she could feel Yun Lintian was fine, there was no way Yun Lintian could fight Peng Zheng.
Peng Zheng's current strength was the tenth level of Saint Profound Realm. Similar to Lin Wuwei, he was a talented individual. However, Peng Zheng was known for his calmness and decisiveness, while Lin Wuwei was known for his recklessness. Hence, the two could not be compared to each other at all.
"Ugh…" Yun Lintian got up from the debris, frowning in pain. He checked his body and found his injuries were quite heavy.
Linlin quickly hopped up and arrived at Yun Lintian's side. "Are you okay, Big Brother Yun?" Her face was full of worry.
"I'm fine." Yun Lintian popped a healing pill into his mouth and shifted his gaze to Peng Zheng. This person was far stronger than Lin Wuwei. He might need to use his trump card here if he wanted to fight him until the end.
"Linlin, find a place to hide first." Yun Lintian turned to Linlin and said with a smile.
Linlin didn't want to leave Yun Lintian, but she knew her strength was insufficient to help him. "Be careful, big brother."
Yun Lintian nodded and jumped down from the debris. He shook his spear slightly to get rid of dust while staring at Peng Zheng.
Peng Zheng calmly looked at Yun Lintian with a thoughtful expression. He was certain his earlier sneak attack could reap Yun Lintian's life, but it did not seem to be the case… Why was his body so tough? Could it be he was a body practitioner?
The more he thought, the more he wanted to dig out every secret on Yun Lintian's body. This young man was clearly an Origin Profound practitioner, yet he could subdue Heaven Profound practitioner effortlessly. What did it mean? It meant his battle prowess was two realms higher than his original realm. This kind of monstrous strength had never appeared in the Azure World before.
"You have a gut causing trouble here." Peng Zheng said calmly.
Yun Lintian laughed coldly. "Me? Causing trouble? Buddy, you should go check your brain a bit."
Facing Yun Lintian's ridiculed remark, Peng Zheng's expression did not change in the slightest. He was pondering what Yun Lintian's source of confidence was. Han Bingling? He didn't think so. From his observation earlier, Yun Lintian wasn't a person who relied on others.
Yun Lintian nodded inwardly. This Peng Zheng was on another level. He wondered how could Peng Zheng had a trash younger brother like Peng Xiaowang.
"Hey, why are you silent?" Yun Lintian taunted. At the same time, he prepared to burn White Tiger God's Origin Blood if the battle broke out.
Peng Zheng thought briefly and decided to capture Yun Lintian back first. Perhaps the secret on Yun Lintian's body could help him break through to the Monarch Profound Realm.
He flicked his hand slightly, and a powerful force immediately bore down on Yun Lintian. "Stop your useless struggle. I will spare your life for the time being."
Yun Lintian felt as though there was a colossus building pressing on his body. He quickly released all of his origin profound energy, trying to resist Peng Zheng's power, but futile.
Peng Xiaowang was so excited and smirked evilly at Yun Lintian. He couldn't wait to see Yun Lintian's miserable appearance.
"Young Master Peng is so admirable. He actually bullies an Origin Profound junior. This Bai is truly admiring you." Before Yun Lintian could burn his Origin Blood, a pleasant male voice suddenly resounded from the sky.