Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons - Chapter 815 - Chapter 815 Chapter 577 Who is the Lord of Nanhong

Chapter 815: Chapter 577: Who is the Lord of Nanhong Chapter 815: Chapter 577: Who is the Lord of Nanhong There was no time to react; the moment the dragon roar sounded, a spiky yellow shadow burst through the heavy layers of bluestone, dust rising all around. The wide stone tiles of the great hall bulged upwards, as if the earth itself were groaning!

Boom–
The yellow shadow, like a Jiao Dragon, burst through the floor tiles, charging towards the figure clad in a Nanyang white robe at the table!

The pervasive dragon aura stirred tumultuously in an instant, morphing into numerous shadows as if countless Yellow Poison Dragons were entwined together. Each terrifying dragon head opened its gaping maw, roaring and lunging forward!

Upon hearing the dragon roar, many princes’ faces suddenly showed delight and they promptly knelt down prostrating themselves and loudly exclaimed:
“Your son warmly welcomes you, Father King!”

The yellow shadow gradually enlarged in Shen Yi’s pupils, then swiftly dissipated by a swath of red mist.

Amid his slightly disheveled hair, his handsome facial expression remained unchanged, his gaze fixed on the yellow shadow with the same seriousness as the movement of his hand, diligently stabbing the blade into Second Prince’s throat, without any intention of stopping even now.

In the sea of consciousness between his brows, led by Ke Shisan, three Heavenly Realm Hall Masters were ready to die for their master at any moment.

Even if it meant the sacrifice of three Town Stones, Shen Yi was determined to claim the Second Prince’s life today.

After all, Town Stones could be gradually repaired, but opportunities for Ke Shisan to advance further were rare, and after this incident, his own power had already been largely exposed; Southern Dragon Palace would definitely be on higher alert.

An opportunity not to be missed!

The gasping Second Prince opened his bewildered eyes, staring incredulously at the youth before him.

He could not comprehend what the other was thinking.

The Father King had already made his move.

In such a situation, was this youth still not dodging or evading, determined to claim his life?!

Just then, the three Hall Masters suddenly fell silent.

Because the yellow shadow stopped three meters away from the stone table.

In front of it, a figure stood upright, his robe angrily flapping with one hand holding a sword. The ancient Dao Sword remained sheathed; he gripped the middle of the scabbard, his lips curled with a chill, forcibly blocking the yellow shadow three meters away!

The yellow shadow finally showed its true form, its muscles undulating like mountains, dim scales decorated with moss, faintly emitting a decaying scent, yet it was an exceedingly robust dragon arm.

Just one forearm alone was comparable to a true Yellow Poison Dragon, making it hard to imagine the size of the actual demon.

“Hah.”

Ye Jiu, holding the sword scabbard, scoffed coldly and with a fierce shake of his arm, repelled the dragon claw several feet, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

This scene, witnessed by everyone in the hall, left them all in shock.

Especially Qi Zhaoyi and the Ke Family Crown Prince, who looked towards the Heavenly Sword Sect Master with even more apprehension.

The next moment, Ye Jiu lifted an eyebrow and a disdainful voice echoed in the hall.

“No consideration for life or death? Honor a bet?”

The deadly silence in the hall made the sound of the blade cutting flesh all the more distinct.

The Second Prince extended his claws, gripping the blade tightly, his throat issuing a garbled rumbling sound, as if pleading for mercy or perhaps furiously cursing.

The dragon arm that had burst from the ground slowly raised, its claws clenched into a fist.

A deep voice resounded throughout the entire hall.

“I will say this only once.”

“Stop.”

Rare were those across Southern Hong, let alone the entire Hongze, who could ignore a warning from the South Dragon King.

Especially now, within its own lair.

Many sect masters fixed complex gazes on this old adversary, then shifted their eyes to the youth seated in the main seat.

But Shen Yi also stared at the dragon arm, then firmly pressed the blade down.

Click–
The Golden Pattern was stained red with blood plasma, slightly adding a touch of eeriness, and the mystical blade completely penetrated the Second Prince’s neck, then plunged straight into the stone floor.

[Slayed a Heavenly Realm Yellow Poison Dragon, total lifespan 690,000 years, remaining lifespan 270,000 years, absorption complete]
Accompanied by the notification that popped up, Shen Yi leisurely let go of the sword handle, the Golden Patterned mystical sword transforming into a stream of light that disappeared into his robe.

Whether it was the many princes prostrating on the ground or the Ke Family Crown Prince who bowed and saluted, their eyelids twitched for a moment, and their shoulders began to tremble slightly.

Apart from being shocked by Shen Yi’s daring actions, they also sensed the emotional turmoil in the Father King.

“…”

Shen Yi casually tore a piece from the Second Prince’s robe and unhurriedly wiped the blood plasma from his hand.

He then slightly lifted his gaze and tossed the damp bloody cloth at the feet of the Ke Family Crown Prince, saying lightly,”Keep it well, here’s the explanation you wanted.”

The still clear voice rose by their ears.

They unconsciously looked up only to be dazzled by the Nanyang pattern on his robe of golden thread and white, and in front of them, the arrogance on Ye Jiu’s face was all so familiar.

Both stood one before the other, reminding the group of dragon demons of the situation a hundred thousand years ago.

That humiliating past!

The Ke Family Crown Prince’s Imperial Crowns vibrated rapidly as he stared hard at the torn cloth on the ground, his throat emitting furious trembles.

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But with the Father King present, holding the position of Crown Prince, he lacked the qualification to speak and could only forcibly suppress his emotions, head bowed, waiting in place.

“Over the years, your progress has been considerable.”

The South Dragon King had been silent for a long time before finally speaking slowly, and despite his best effort to disguise it, he could not hide the murderous intent in his voice.

“Still far from enough.”

Ye Jiu chuckled softly, taunting:”Still not enough to drag you out of that hole and slash off your head in one stroke.”