Boom——!!!

The earth trembled, shifting sands and soil!

Moist mud mixed with rainwater erupted from the ground under a terrifying force. It rose like a massive curtain, soaring ten zhang high before cascading down rapidly and scattering across the land!

“Underworld Bull Demon…”

“Today, I shall slay the dragon!”

A low voice, reverberating between heaven and earth, exploded like thunder, deafeningly loud.

The horrifying Qi-blood surged like an intensely burning furnace, emitting scorching heat that seemed to twist the air itself.

A piercing roar!

The Bull Demon landed, stomping fiercely with a footfall. His five fingers, as if divine spears piercing heaven and earth, suddenly clenched, tearing five shocking air currents from thin air!

Unparalleled strength erupted, surging into the earth as if intending to overturn the ground with each step.

In the distance, Ao Qingqing staggered, failing to stay upright. Her pupils contracted as miniature dragon scales bristled across her skin, shimmering sharply. Amidst the swirling dust and flying debris, the Bull Demon launched himself yet again like a cannonball, charging toward the Dragon Queen Consort.

The earth quaked, fissures spidered outward like webs, radiating violently. Waves rippled visibly through the air, expanding ten zhang and more. Grass and trees lining the official road bent and collapsed as though bowed under fierce winds!

Roar——!!!

A terrifying and resplendent dragon’s chant erupted from the crushed wasteland, shattering the sky with its high-pitched, vigorous resonance!

The sound waves exploded, unleashing unseen vibrations. The single dragon roar dominated the landscape, suppressing every sound within scores of li, obliterating everything beneath its primal presence!

The surging currents of air flattened swirling sand and shredded clouds of dust through sheer force!

The Bull Demon’s tower-like form surged forth, driving a fist. Around the punch’s shadow, Qi-blood spiraled like a coiled Jiao Long; the Divine Dragon and Giant Elephant merged, creating a rippling shockwave. A blood-red vortex spun in the background, haunting yet monumental!

A Master Realm Divine Seed Martial Art!

Bang!

From within the ruins, a dragon claw, etched with scars and covered in vivid scales, suddenly emerged, smashing against the Bull Demon’s devastating punch brimming with murderous intent!

The collision of claw and fist created a vertical shockwave that blasted the ground, shaking it to its core!

Explosive Qi reverberated like thunder, roaring endlessly as flames burned fiercely. The scene resembled the rage of an earth dragon rolling violently beneath the surface.

Beneath the Bull Demon mask, Li Che’s eyes burned with amber golden smoke. Lightning crackled incessantly between them, while within his chest, the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit roared with unrelenting fury, fully unleashed!

In this clash of fists, Li Che sensed something fundamentally different—the Dragon Queen Consort’s punch contained power that had undergone a world-altering transformation.

It felt like… an ultimate sublimation—an irreversible metamorphosis!

That transformation reminded him of the moment Yellow Sword Wine had unleashed the Ninth Sword Style—a desperate ascension born from surrendering life itself and sacrificing everything for transcendence!

Rumble——

A colossal pressure swept over the land, engulfing everything. It merged seamlessly with heaven and earth, pressing down mercilessly, crashing against the heart, freezing blood within veins, stifling its flow!

Boom——!!

Li Che’s body trembled intensely; his foot slammed the ground as he retreated quickly, leaping several steps back. He stomped heavily, leaving behind a deep crater in the earth.

At a distance, the Dragon Queen Consort’s body shimmered, now entirely draped in azure-blue scales. Deep within the roots of each scale, crimson blood spread outward like a brushstroke dissolving into water, resembling delicate red ink bleeding through a fine painting.

Sizzle——

Countless rolling, boiling torrents of Qi-blood erupted wildly. Princess Consort Ao Yuxin’s eyes burned scarlet. Her once peerless beauty had vanished, now disfigured and grotesque.

On her forehead, two dragon horns had grown three inches longer, razor-sharp like twin divine spear-heads.

Her face, now covered in countless scales, radiated chaotic, electrifying energy.

A Martial Saint!

In this moment, the Dragon Queen Consort had completely ignited the Dragon God Bloodline, forcibly elevating her cultivation from Half-step Martial Saint to the Martial Saint Realm. For a short time, she achieved Heavenly Person Sensing, merging with the essence of the universe!

“Bull Demon——!!!”

“Slay a dragon?”

“Come, try slaying me!”

The Dragon Queen Consort’s jet-black hair danced wildly as streaks of blood streamed from her crimson-red eyes.

Hate consumed her—hatred for the Underworld, hatred for the Bull Demon before her!

She was certain now. Ji Haihui had undoubtedly died at the hands of the Underworld—this Bull Demon executed him!

But most painfully, You Liqing had perished by the Bull Demon’s hands as well.

You Liqing…

The Dragon Queen Consort hunched forward; behind her, the Dragon Ridge swelled grotesquely. It expanded like an inflating balloon, emerging violently from her bloodied flesh, thrashing uncontrollably!

One by one, jagged azure bones outstretched, breaking through her bloodied flesh. They resembled exquisite armor of regality, encasing her mangled body.

Her appearance was no longer human, transformed into something twisted and monstrous!

Bang——!

Her body jerked midair, twisting sharply at the waist, igniting waves of turbulent energy!

Pushed forcefully into the Martial Saint Realm, Ao Yuxin felt an exhilarating sense of unfettered freedom—as if the vast seas stretched endlessly beneath her leaps!

Even if fleeting, the sensation alone was enough. As long as she could eliminate this Underworld Bull Demon… it would be enough!

At last, she understood. This was the Martial Saint Realm…

A bitter smile appeared on the Dragon Queen Consort’s twisted face. She had struggled endlessly at Half-step Martial Saint, unable to break the shackle because her character was unworthy.

Now, with her resolve sealed in despair, she had forced herself into this step. But unfortunately, beyond this step…

She was already ruined.

Perhaps, she would die.

Boiling dragon blood surged, shattering the Dragon Pill, Yuan Qi flooded outward, merging with her Three Flowers Gang Qi. It transformed into Martial Saint Yuan Gang—a force of unparalleled aggression, capable of destruction with every motion!

A dragon-shaped shadow coiled behind the Princess Consort, who let out a resonant cry. Clad in azure dragon bone armor and engulfed in raging Qi-blood that resembled flames, her figure soared like a divine dragon. Her five fingers curved into claws, razor-sharp like deadly spears, slashing toward the Bull Demon!