Chapter 246: Do You Understand?
"Foolish child!"
"Don't think that just because you lucked into a few Immortal Artifacts you can defy this seat!"
"This seat will show you today what the might of a True Immortal truly is!"
Ao Yi finally could no longer suppress the greed in his heart.
In his view, though this human before him had no small foundation, he was no match for him.
He did not believe that a True Immortal of the Dragon Clan could not deal with a mere denizen of the lower realm.
With that thought, a trace of savage light flashed through Ao Yi's eyes. "Get over here!"
As his words fell, Ao Yi's massive body suddenly surged into the air.
A single dive, straight toward Lu Qingyang.
"Whoosh!"
A piercing shriek of Skyrend suddenly resounded.
Ao Yi instantly appeared at Lu Qingyang's side, his enormous dragon claw reaching out to seize him.
"BOOM!"
A terrifying pressure gushed from his palm, instantly enveloping Lu Qingyang.
But Lu Qingyang showed no fear whatsoever.
He gripped the Immortal Spear and swung it forth without hesitation.
"Bang!"
A dull collision sound instantly rang out.
Immediately after, the aftershock of their clash spread in all directions.
"Boom!"
"BOOM!"
The earth split apart.
Boundless waves of soil surged into the sky.
"Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!"
"Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!"
Lu Qingyang retreated seven steps before he barely steadied himself.
His face was slightly pale, but his eyes remained fixed on Ao Yi, filled with fighting spirit.
"What!"
"He can actually block my physical body?!"
"No! He has more than just one Immortal Armor on him!"
Ao Yi's gaze flickered as he stared fixedly at Lu Qingyang.
He was certain that Lu Qingyang must have other defensive treasures on him.
Otherwise, the aftershock of that single exchange alone would have blown Lu Qingyang's body apart!
And in truth, Ao Yi's guess was correct.
He was indeed worthy of being someone from the Upper Realm.
He had seen through Lu Qingyang's foundation at a single glance.
Though Lu Qingyang had used the Immortal Spear to counter that strike.
If not for the Thunder Prison Inner Armor shedding most of the force, the sheer impact alone would have burst his body apart.
"Good boy, to think you've hidden so many trump cards!"
"It seems this seat must go all out!"
Ao Yi drew a deep breath, his gaze flickering with thick killing intent.
In the next moment, the aura around his body abruptly surged.
"Roar!"
"Awooo!"
As he let out a low shout.
A ball of scorching dragon breath surged violently from within his body.
This ball of dragon breath contained an extremely dangerous aura, as if it could incinerate all things.
"Dragon Flame Burns the Heavens!"
"Perish for this seat!"
Ao Yi roared lowly, and that blazing dragon flame suddenly transformed into a True Dragon a thousand meters long, radiating searing heat.
It soared into the sky, lunging straight at Lu Qingyang.
Seeing this ferocious strike, Lu Qingyang did not dare be careless.
With a flip of his right hand, an exquisite small seal appeared in his palm!
"Go!"
Lu Qingyang slapped his palm forward, and the exquisite little seal instantly swelled against the wind, becoming a thousand meters in size.
The moment the small seal appeared, the surrounding space trembled.
A third-tier Immortal Artifact was already somewhat of a burden for the Prison Dragon Realm!
"Another treasure!"
In the distance, Ao Yi watched Lu Qingyang's movements, his pupils contracting sharply, revealing an expression of disbelief.
Clearly, he had not expected Lu Qingyang to have yet another Immortal Artifact!
And judging from the aura emanating from it, the grade of this Immortal Artifact did not seem low at all!
And just as Ao Yi was shocked, Lu Qingyang's string of actions caused his expression to change on the spot!
"Go!"
"BOOM!"
"Crack!"
Lu Qingyang slapped again.
The small seal swelled once more, instantly becoming ten thousand meters in size.
"BOOM!"
"Crack!"
An extremely dangerous aura diffused from the small seal, causing Ao Yi's expression to shift slightly.
"Suppress!"
"BOOM!"
"Crack!"
As a rumbling sound resounded through the air.
The small seal suddenly smashed down upon the head of the flame dragon Ao Yi had conjured.
"Bang!"
A violent collision sound instantly rang out.
The flame dragon exploded in an instant, transforming into countless sparks that scattered in all directions, drifting through the air.
Clearly, under the might of a third-tier Immortal Artifact, any attack from Ao Yi was little more than an itch!
"Damn it!"
"At this rate, things don't look good!"
"This brat is too bizarre, his methods are endless."
"I actually can't do anything to him for the moment."
"If this drags on, what if he still has more trump cards…"
A trace of wariness flashed through Ao Yi's eyes.
He did not want to fail here in this tiny lower realm.
"Enough, enough. To be safe, I'll go back and report this matter first."
"Even if the credit is a bit less, at least there won't be any accidents."
"As long as the clan grants me a third-tier Immortal Artifact, I can definitely take this brat down!"
Thinking of this, Ao Yi's heart settled considerably.
He immediately wanted to leave.
He did not even bother with the many Demon Venerables and the Human Race Great Vehicle cultivators he had subjugated.
The feeling Lu Qingyang gave him was too ominous.
He did not want to waste another breath of time.
But who would have thought Lu Qingyang would let him have his wish.
"Heh, you want to leave?"
"Too late!"
"Since you dared to descend to the lower realm, you should have prepared to die here!"
Lu Qingyang let out a cold laugh.
His gaze was fixed dead on Ao Yi, and in the next moment.
A Blade Horn no bigger than a thumb slowly floated in his hand.
"Heaven… Shard!"
Lu Qingyang lightly uttered two words.
In the next moment, a Giant Axe Phantom surfaced above the Blade Horn.
The instant the phantom appeared, it carried a might capable of destroying heaven and earth, chopping viciously toward Ao Yi's head.
"Not good!"
Seeing this, Ao Yi's expression changed.
He had guessed Lu Qingyang might still have a trump card.
But he had not guessed that Lu Qingyang's trump card would be this terrifying!
The aura radiating from this Giant Axe Phantom alone had already surpassed Lu Qingyang's other Immortal Artifacts.
Not to mention that overwhelming, razor-sharp pressure.
"Shua!"
At this thought, Ao Yi did not dare delay.
His dragon body twisted madly, trying to dodge, while at the same time he summoned his own first-tier Immortal Artifact to block in front of him.
But as that Giant Axe Phantom descended, Ao Yi's expression grew more and more rigid.
For some reason, he had a feeling that heaven and earth were about to split apart.
In the end, a crisp "puchi" sound rang out.
Those two first-tier Immortal Artifacts, under that terrifying pressure, burst apart one after another.
And his massive dragon body was torn into a bloody mist in an instant.
"BOOM!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Ao Yi's immortal soul collapsed in an instant, crushed into fragments.
His dragon body transformed into endless bloody mist.
A massive ravine appeared upon the earth of Qingnan Shengzhou.
The strike of Heaven Shard had actually split the entire Qingnan Shengzhou into two!
And among the demon horde, when Ao Ye saw his own Clan-Uncle cut down as easily as an earthworm, he was instantly dumbfounded.
Ao Ye's head buzzed, nearly frightened out of his wits!
"How could that possibly be!"
Ao Ye's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
In his view, Ao Yi was a True Immortal of the Dragon Clan from the Upper Realm.
Even against a cultivator who had just entered the True Immortal realm, he could easily suppress them.
But now he had been killed with ease.
And before he could recover from his shock, he heard Lu Qingyang's lingering voice drift over.
"That dragon over there, this Sect Master is still short a mount."
"Understand?"