CHAPTER 280: CHAPTER 280: YOU PROTECT SOMEONE, BUT HE ENDS UP BEING VERY PERSISTENT

"Overlook it? He has contradicted me so much, how can it be so easily overlooked? Princess Jinghong, you’d better not intervene in this matter."

Princess Huan Die said coldly.

Originally, as descendants of the Beast Race’s kingly families, there would at least be some polite exchange between them, without making things too tense.

However, this woman had just broken her Illusion Realm Divine Techniques, which made her very displeased, so naturally she wasn’t showing a pleasant demeanor.

Princess Jinghong noticed but didn’t get angry.

She turned around and made a helpless face at Qin Zi, sighing, "Ah... you’re on your own now."

She shook her head with a sigh, yet in her leisurely voice, there was a hint of schadenfreude.

Qin Zi’s mouth twitched a few times, then he stiffly cupped his hands to her, "Thank you."

This girl, although seeming not to care, actually cared a lot; at least she was willing to speak for him.

And he understood why she didn’t help further; after all, they had only met once with barely any friendship. It wouldn’t be worth offending Princess Huan Die for him.

Unless one’s brain was amiss.

"Hmph, today I might spare your life, but you must be given a lifelong unforgettable lesson so that you know to be respectful!"

Princess Huan Die coldly snorted, and then suddenly two huge butterfly wings unfolded from her back, flapping towards Qin Zi.

"Boom!"

These two wings were composed of the Power of Law, magnificent and beautiful, with colorful patterns on them. As they flapped, they grew larger and the originally exquisite patterns became blurred, transforming into flames, into thunderbolts, into destructive storms!

It was as if two massive walls of destruction were squeezing in from both sides to crush Qin Zi in the middle.

"Immovable Bright King!"

Qin Zi roared, and the majestic golden light within him transformed into a three-headed, six-armed Vajra Bright King Dharma Aspect. The six arms stretched out to resist the oppressive wings on both sides.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the residual waves of thunder and flames spread out, turning into splendid firework, yet Qin Zi felt an incomparably ferocious force transmitted from the Dharma Aspect, making it nearly unbearable.

"Crack... crack crack crack..."

On the arms of the Dharma Aspect, cracks appeared and quickly extended, seemingly going to cover the entire body.

"So strong!!"

At this moment, Qin Zi felt a sense of powerlessness, as if facing a version of himself one small realm higher!

The truly exceptional prodigies contend within the same realm because even a small realm difference results in a significant gap in fighting power.

And two small realm differences are virtually unsolvable.

After all, no one is just onlookers, everyone has their advantages and opportunities. Why would someone allow you to challenge them across realms?

"I can only use the Dao Bones!"

He took a deep breath and was about to activate the three Dao Bones, yet at this moment, a familiar angry shout resonated.

"Who dares to move my Junior Brother?!"

In an instant, a vast aura erupted, spreading like an ocean, staining the sky with a bloody hue.

"Bang! Bang!"

A golden fist streaked across the Celestial Vault, piercing through the two wings almost simultaneously, then exploded into dazzling showers of light.

"Junior Brother Qin, are you alright?"

Jin Zhi landed in front of Qin Zi, enveloped in a terrifying aura of blood, turning his head slightly to ask Qin Zi.

"I’m fine."

Qin Zi shook his head, a warmth crossing his heart; besides his father, only Senior Brother Jin would stand in front of him in times of crisis.

"Are you the True Dragon?"

Princess Huan Die looked at Jin Zhi and frowned.

"Indeed."

Jin Zhi replied neither humble nor arrogant.

"Do you also intend to oppose me?" Princess Huan Die coldly asked.

"I never intended to oppose anyone, but if someone wants to harm my Junior Brother, they must get past me first."

Jin Zhi’s tone was very calm, perhaps due to his longstanding habit of acting, his words carried an inherent arrogance.

"Heh, do you think you’re qualified to say that?"

Princess Huan Die sneered and said, "You probably don’t know that the foundation of this Holy Institute is the skeletal remains of nine castrated dragon veins... You may have transformed into a True Dragon, but it’s not too late to castrate you now."

"That depends on whether you have the capability!"

Jin Zhi’s tone turned icy, even a cold light flashed in his eyes, a rare anger.

"Of course I do."

Princess Huan Die smiled playfully, unabashedly saying:

"Although a True Dragon can join any of the Nine Heavens’ three clans, ultimately, they are not of my clan. Therefore, I don’t necessarily have to fight you fairly; I can completely... suppress you with power!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Suddenly, a mysterious figure clad in black appeared in front of her, exuding terrifying aura.

Martial Emperor!!

Princess Huan Die looked at the figure in black and said indifferently, "Suppress this True Dragon and castrate him on the spot."

"Okay."

The figure in black nodded, then reached out without scruple, grabbing towards Jin Zhi, the massive hand covering the sky, unstoppable.

"How dare you!!"

At this moment, a delicate shout echoed.

"Boom——"

The stretching hand of the figure in black exploded, his face dramatically changed, retreating in panic several steps.

Woosh!

A clear and beautiful figure clad in a white Feathered Robe descended from the sky, landing in front of Jin Zhi.

Beside her were three wooden-like grey-robed elders, all expressionless, unfathomable.

"Princess Bai Lu!"

"Heavens, three princesses have appeared simultaneously, it’s going to be an exciting show."

"Exciting my foot, quickly run, avoid getting caught in it."

"The mute is right, haste away while there’s still time."

The surrounding bystanders exclaimed and began to retreat. Although they lacked presence, being alive was better than courting death.

"Brother Jin, are you alright?"

Princess Bai Lu looked at Jin Zhi, concerned.

"N-No problem."

Jin Zhi’s old face flushed, turned his head, and stammered.

"That’s good."

Princess Bai Lu sighed in relief, then turned to look at Princess Huan Die opposite. She instinctively put her left hand on her hip and extended her right hand forward.

But in the next moment.

She quickly retracted her hand, swallowing back the harsh words she had prepared, and said coldly, "Sister Huan Die, having a Guardian intervene in peer conflicts seems a bit inappropriate?"

"Sister Bailu, you’re joking. I heard that when you entered the Holy Institute, you had your Guardian kill a genius."

Princess Huan Die smirked insincerely.

"What? The magistrate is allowed to set fires but the common people aren’t allowed to light lanterns? Sister Bailu, isn’t it a bit domineering to do this?"

Princess Bai Lu remained composed, calmly replied:

"For those who are weak yet arrogant and unbridled, I can’t be bothered to personally act, naturally I would let the Guardian handle it."

"However, when someone stronger stands before you, yet you don’t dare to fight fairly and let a Guardian intervene, that’s a bit laughable. The descendant of the Butterfly King is just like this!"

"He’s stronger than me? Laughable!"

Princess Huan Die sneered, releasing a majestic aura, coldly said, "As a Heaven-Sundering Butterfly, in terms of lineage and heritage, I’m not inferior to a True Dragon. From where did you see he’s stronger than me?"

"He..."

Princess Bai Lu wanted to say something, but suddenly closed her mouth, her pretty face flushing red.

At this moment, Jin Zhi took a step forward, looking down at Princess Huan Die coldly said, "There’s no point in debating who’s stronger or weaker, but if you dare to fight me fairly, I’ll clip your wings!"