CHAPTER 429: CHAPTER 258: 5TH LIFE: DESTROYING TEN THOUSAND TECHNIQUES, CELESTIAL GOD ANT TRUE BODY!

True Dragon Ancestral Star.

In front of the Dragon Palace Hall.

The supreme of each race held their own views, arguing endlessly over the matter of the Ten Thousand Transformations Immortal Body.

But Long Zhan was so enraged that he let out a mocking laugh and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Boy, take action!"

"Wasting my time with these shameless insects is simply intolerable!"

Lu Yuan had long grown impatient.

Upon hearing this, his spirit was immediately lifted, and he hurriedly looked toward Liu Mingyan.

"A great battle will break out soon; find a safe place to stay, and don’t appear recklessly."

"Lu Yuan brother, be careful; I’ll stay safe."

Liu Mingyan nodded vigorously, keeping his words in mind.

After giving a stern warning, Lu Yuan transformed into a stream of light and appeared instantly on the Outer Heaven Battlefield.

At this moment, the Taichu Saint Son was clutching Su Yue’s neck, crazily extracting the Kunpeng True Blood from her body.

Nourished by the massive amounts of True Blood, the Taichu Saint Son’s aura rose rapidly.

Even the Kunpeng phantom behind him became increasingly solid, vivid, and lifelike, as if it was about to come alive.

However, the Su Yue in his hands appeared withered, frighteningly pale.

Su Yue’s previously rosy skin had turned slack and aged, with numerous wrinkles appearing.

Her waterfall-like black hair had all turned white!

As she appeared on the brink of death, her breath as weak as a thread.

"Bang!"

A Dragon Patterned Iron Rod, carrying the force of ten thousand tons, suddenly howled from a distance, fiercely smashing toward the Taichu Saint Son!

The heavens collapsed and the void shattered.

The power of this rod was so terrifying that even the Taichu Saint Son dared not take it head-on!

Yet he did not let go of Su Yue, instead using her as a shield in front of him.

"Trying to rescue this woman from my hands?"

The Taichu Saint Son wore a cold smile.

Not only did he not drop Su Yue, but he also stood his ground, not dodging.

Meanwhile, his other hand formed a seal, conjuring a Law Giant Sword that slashed down toward Lu Yuan.

With his Ten Thousand Transformations Immortal Body, even taking this strike head-on would at most leave him seriously injured.

In contrast, with her True Blood exhausted, Su Yue, like a candle in the wind, could no longer endure any attack.

If hit by Lu Yuan’s strike, her spirit and soul would surely be annihilated.

At that time, not only would Lu Yuan fail to save Su Yue, but he would also offend the Kunpeng Lineage because of it.

And if Lu Yuan abruptly stopped the attack, not only would he suffer the backlash of power, but he would also face the Taichu Saint Son’s stormy retaliation!

It must be said.

As the Inheritor of the Taichu Holy Land, whether in battle experience or understanding of human nature, he was already superbly skilled.

Lu Yuan naturally understood this as well.

To save her.

He would definitely be severely injured.

Not saving.

If he killed Su Yue, it would certainly draw the hatred of the Kunpeng Lineage.

No matter which choice he made, Lu Yuan was destined to suffer great losses!

It’s just a pity.

The Taichu Saint Son underestimated Lu Yuan’s courage, even more so Lu Yuan’s methods!

"Don’t worry about me!"

"I can guarantee, the Kunpeng Lineage will absolutely not retaliate against you!"

Su Yue’s gaze was resolute, intending to perish together with the Taichu Saint Son.

As the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod approached, sweeping across the universe to hit Su Yue.

The front end of the iron rod suddenly bent, unexpectedly bypassing Su Yue and striking the Taichu Saint Son hiding behind her at an incredible angle!

"Bang!"

The Taichu Saint Son was caught off guard and was knocked flying by the iron rod.

Even though Lu Yuan, mindful of Su Yue, did not use his full strength, the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod bore the weight of eighty thousand immortal divine mountains.

Nonetheless, the Taichu Saint Son’s head took a direct hit from the rod.

Instantly, his skull was shattered, bleeding profusely, and the injury was not to be underestimated!

At the same time, the Su Yue in his hands slipped and was caught steadily by Lu Yuan.

"Thank you."

Su Yue said weakly, then fainted.

"Long Zhan, what is the meaning of this?"

The Taichu Ancestor wore a grim expression, questioning harshly.

"Since the Ten Thousand Transformations Immortal Body can brazenly walk the world, isn’t it normal for my Dragon Race son-in-law to seize the opportunity to launch a sneak attack?"

Long Zhan replied matter-of-factly.

"Nonsense, this is simply making a specious argument."

"And the selection banquet isn’t even over yet, when did this kid become your Dragon Race son-in-law?"

The Profound Celestial Sword Master was so furious that he jumped in rage.

"Now that the World Gate is in crisis, it’s time to make use of people."

"I see this young man has the stature of a Venerable, so wanting him as my son-in-law is not excessive, right?"

Seeing the exasperated expressions of the Profound Celestial Sword Master and others, there was an indescribable delight in his heart.

For a shameless man, the world is unbeatable.

Isn’t it just a matter of who can be more of a double standard, who more shameless?

In this aspect, he fears no one!

"Long Zhan, are you intending to renege?"

The Taichu Ancestor’s face became extremely unsightly, no longer retaining the previous calmness.

"Since the Taichu Holy Land can shield the Ten Thousand Transformations Immortal Body, how does it matter if I break my promise?"

"Besides, this is the matter of my Dragon Race selecting a son-in-law, and it’s none of your business!"

Long Zhan retorted unceremoniously, feeling an almost ecstatic sense of satisfaction.

The Taichu Ancestor was so choked he couldn’t say a word, trembling with rage.

"Alright, alright, is Long Zhan intending to oppose all the great Holy Lands?"

"Who do you, Taichu Holy Land, think you are to represent all the forces of the Profound Realm?"

Long Zhan remained indifferent, ready for a fight if challenged.

Meanwhile, Lu Yuan, seizing the opportunity while the various supremes were entangled in arguments.

Quickly returned to the Dragon Palace, handing Su Yue to Liu Mingyan, then returned to the battlefield once more.

"You were able to rescue that woman from my hands, indeed a remarkable feat."

The Taichu Saint Son, with blood streaming down from his head, did not become angry.

But his voice was ice-cold to the extreme, like a biting wind from the Netherworld Hell, giving an eerie, chilling feeling.