Chapter 358
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The dragon was a colossal creature, hundreds of feet long and several feet thick, with horns sprouting from its head and a pair of claws emerging from its belly. Most astonishingly, it had a pair of delicate wings made of molten lava, shimmering with an otherworldly glow.
This dragon exuded an almost palpable aura of scorching heat, so intense that it could incinerate a warrior of the Condensation Pulse realm in an instant. As it soared into the sky, it stood proudly above the valley entrance, gazing down at the world below.
Ye Wushuang stood atop the dragon’s head, her expression cold and indifferent. “Then let’s see if the three of you can kill me, Ye Wushuang!” she declared.
At that moment, Xiao Yuan, Wang Xueqi, and Qing Chengtian, who were inside the valley, were utterly stunned. Was this still Ye Wushuang they knew?
No one had anticipated that the situation would escalate to such an extent. It had all started with the execution of Chu Xiwan and Qin Shuhao, followed by the deaths of Chu Yan and Qin Shuo. Now, with Chu Qun’s demise and the arrival of three formidable warriors of the Spirit Realm, Chu Gaoxuan, Qin Yuanhua, and Shang Hongbo, it seemed that Ye Wushuang was prepared to take on all comers, no matter how many.
Wang Xueqi and Xiao Yuan, recalling the fierce battles in the Flowing Moon City, could only offer a bitter smile. This was indeed Ye Wushuang’s style—she would never back down.
At that moment, the three elders, with their spiritual energy coalescing into wings behind them, leaped into the air, brandishing their spiritual weapons and glaring at Ye Wushuang with murderous intent.
Chu Gaoxuan sneered, “Relying on the advantage of the terrain, a mere warrior of the fifth level of the Condensation Pulse realm dares to be so arrogant.”
“Ye Wushuang, even if the Heavenly King himself were to arrive today, you are doomed to die,” he declared.
Ye Wushuang stood on the dragon’s head, silent and unmoving.
“Attack!”
The three figures lunged forward in unison. Chu Gaoxuan had previously shattered two lava dragons with a single punch. Now, even if this newly reformed lava dragon was somewhat stronger, how much more powerful could it truly be?
“Meteor Wind Spirit Spear Technique!”
“Soul-Banishing Art!”
“Heavenly Yuan Killing Strike!”
Almost simultaneously, Chu Gaoxuan, Qin Yuanhua, and Shang Hongbo plunged downward, their attacks aimed directly at Ye Wushuang.
Ye Wushuang stomped her foot, and the dragon beneath her began to gather a torrent of scorching flames within its maw. In the next moment, the dragon’s massive jaws opened wide, and fireballs, each over thirty feet in diameter, roared forth, hurtling toward their targets.
Each fireball carried an intense heat so powerful that even from a distance, the dozen or so inner and outer courtyard instructors could feel that if any of them were struck, they would be grievously injured, if not killed.
The three elders, however, were undeterred and charged forward without hesitation.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The fireballs collided with the three figures, unleashing a terrifying explosion of spiritual energy that produced a deafening roar. The valley entrance, already vast, was blasted open to twice its width, and the ground was covered in molten lava, causing the temperature to soar.
The three figures paused, their eyes widening in surprise as they looked at Ye Wushuang. Something was amiss.
This dragon’s power was more than ten times greater than that of the previous two. How could the addition of just a pair of claws and wings make such a difference?
This was simply inconceivable!
“Be cautious,” Chu Gaoxuan warned through a mental transmission.
“What? Are you afraid?” Ye Wushuang stood atop the dragon, sneering. “Is this the best you can do, elders?”
Seeing Ye Wushuang’s disdainful and contemptuous gaze, the three elders felt a surge of anger rising within them. If it weren’t for the geothermal energy that Ye Wushuang had harnessed, they could have crushed her with a single punch.
“Attack again!”
The three figures lunged forward once more.
Ye Wushuang wasted no time. She crouched on the dragon’s head, clapped her hands together, and a faint flame seemed to swirl within her body before merging into the dragon. In an instant, the dragon let out a roar that shook the heavens and earth, and its wings flapped, sending a barrage of fiery stones like a rain of arrows, descending upon their enemies.
At that moment, the dozen or so elder instructors surrounding them could only stare in astonishment, their expressions trembling with disbelief. Ye Wushuang was truly a prodigy.
“Next, I’ll send you all to hell!”
Suddenly, a torrent of malevolent energy surged within Ye Wushuang. The dragon beneath her, with a mighty roar, plunged downward, charging straight at the three elders, Chu Gaoxuan, Qin Yuanhua, and Shang Hongbo…
