Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 404 - 362 Jiao Dragon (2nd Update)

Chapter 404: Chapter 362 Jiao Dragon (2nd Update)

Guo Lin’s entire muscular body swelled up once again, with streams of purple light overflowing and purple scale armor sprouting on his skin. Atop his head, a purple crystal divine horn had grown, significantly intensifying his aura.

His entire appearance had undergone a shocking transformation, with purple light flashing around him, and his demon energy surged, resembling a humanoid Jiao Dragon transforming. Moreover, it wasn’t just any ordinary transformation of the Demon Ancestor; otherwise, how could it be so formidable?

"Demon Race?" Ye Chen was slightly surprised; he hadn’t expected this Guo Lin to actually belong to the Demon Race.

Guo Lin transformed entirely into a brilliant purple light and charged over, filled with terrifying demon energy that carried a dangerous aura. His physical body was exceptionally robust, harboring explosively supreme strength.

Boom—

The moment he charged, he clashed continuously with Ye Chen. In an instant, tens to hundreds of punches were exchanged, each collision resounding with clangorous sounds, as if four divine hammers were striking each other.

Waves after waves of air exploded, and the ground beneath them cracked open continuously.

Ye Chen’s expression slightly tensed. After developing the purple light, Guo Lin’s physical strength had increased significantly, at least by a large margin compared to before, capable of withstanding his punches, truly remarkable.

Moreover, in the following clashes, Guo Lin indeed displayed enough formidable combat power. His body was completely covered with purple scale armor; purple light shone brilliantly, and his entire being surged with demon energy. He transformed into a humanoid Jiao Dragon, continuously launching attacks and striking Ye Chen horizontally.

As the two continued to collide and exchange blows, Divine Light continuously burst forth, with booming long sounds. The entire land kept exploding and cracking as they fought and entered a range of wild mountains. Divine Power burst forth, breaking numerous desolate mountains into dust and smoke.

Guo Lin had indeed become much stronger, yet if only this was the case, Ye Chen was not worried.

With a light sigh, he made his first somewhat serious move. His entire fist instantly blossomed with crimson-gold Divine Radiance. With Dao Traces interweaving, he struck fiercely.

Boom boom boom—

Accompanying the terrifying explosive sound that resonated, the void collapsed, and Guo Lin once again flew backward, his entire fist almost bursting open, blood dripping profusely, with white bones starkly visible.

His expression changed over and over, and in the end, he could only slightly sigh, "A young king, indeed extraordinary. Although born a member of the Demon Race, endowed with some Dragon Blood, I am still far inferior to you."

Ye Chen responded indifferently, "Each young king cultivates every aspect within their realm to the extreme, hailed as Absolute Peak, even the body is no exception, much stronger than others, which qualifies one as a king. Even though you have Dragon Blood flowing in you, it’s not pure, at most just a trace of diluted Dragon Blood. How can it compare to a king’s Divine Body, relying only on being one Great Realm higher?"

Those capable of achieving the King Realm were indeed extraordinary, potential strong contenders on the path to becoming Human Emperor—how could they truly be weak?

Guo Lin’s expression darkened. The Dragon Blood inside him took effect, and he had consumed precious healing pills, rapidly autonomously repairing his tattered fist, soon restoring it to wholeness.

During this process, Ye Chen did not hinder his recovery, remaining calm as ever. He had absolute confidence, possessing enough strong power to fear nothing.

Guo Lin’s expression grew even darker. Was this a blatant disrespect towards him?

"How does being a King matter? Today, I, Guo Lin, will challenge it head-on with the power of the Divinity Transformation Realm, crushing the so-called King. In the face of true strength, a King is nothing but a weakling."

Guo Lin roared. Undoubtedly, after transforming into the humanoid Jiao Dragon form, his strength had significantly increased in every aspect. Possessing the terrifying Jiao Dragon Battle Body and the surging Dao Divine Power coursing through every inch of his meridians, it boomed loudly, far stronger than one freshly stepping into the Divinity Transformation Realm.

He was not merely throwing punches but was executing a variety of powerful close-quarters combat skills possessed by the Jiao Dragon clan. His Scale Armor radiantly burst forth with purple Light Radiance, severing heaven and earth, accompanied by a massive silhouette of a Jiao Dragon cutting through the Changkong, lunging forward.

"Nine Dragon Emergence!"

This was a move of supreme Divine Power. As Guo Lin manipulated it, the sky changed color, dark clouds obscuring the heavens and earth as boundless ocean waters descended from the sky, submerging the area. Vaguely, terrifying True Dragons were seen swirling in the cloud sea, each remarkably massive, lunging towards Ye Chen.

"Unfortunately, you don’t possess true supreme strength; all is just idle talk."

Ye Chen said indifferently, his expression still unchanged as if there was nothing in this world that could perturb him. Standing in a void, he swung his fists continuously, colliding with the True Dragons, creating metallic sounds and sparks splashing, causing heaven and earth to tremble.

Boom, boom, boom—

He then swung thirty-six punches in total, each punch sky-shattering, accompanied by the vast and endless Heavenly Earth Power. The entire ocean exploded completely, clouds whirling rebelliously with booming sounds, the lurking Nine-Headed True Dragons could not withstand it and were directly shattered by his fists, making everyone wonder just how strong Ye Chen’s physical body could be.

However, at this moment, a towering and robust figure appeared behind Ye Chen, with a Demon Sword emitting purple radiance in hand. It was Guo Lin’s life-and-death dual-cultivated treasure saber, faintly ringing with dragon cries, and a somber voice carried over: "This is the Demon Dragon Treasure Saber, daily tempered with the True Dragon Bloodline infused Jiao Dragon Blood by my body, having slain nine Divinity Transformation Realm experts. Today, I will slay you and offer your War God’s Heart Blood to the saber."

The Demon Sword cleaved out a Tongtian purple radiance, like a purple Star River falling, illuminating the Blood Clouds in the Heavenly Dome with a brilliant purple.

"To equate ordinary Divinity Transformation with a King? Unfortunately, you think too highly of yourself."

Ye Chen, immovable, did not even turn his head back as he swung his fist horizontally in response, with a thunderous noise, the Divine Fist struck unparalleled, carrying an incomparable force that seemed to press down with the vast heaven and earth.

Heaven and Earth collapsed, and the Demon Sword was shattered by this punch, turned into purple blade fragments scattering all around, shooting into the sky. Many blade fragments rebounded and penetrated Guo Lin’s body, causing him to bleed and sustain injuries.

Guo Lin’s expression drastically changed, he coughed up blood massively, disbelieving and fearful at the realization of how powerful Ye Chen had become, and he quickly retreated.

Yet Ye Chen’s icy voice followed: "Do you really think you can escape?"

Guo Lin instantly felt a chilling explosion at his back, and at that moment, Ye Chen’s figure suddenly appeared behind him, a slap descending like the hand of a War God from the nine heavens, pressing down. No matter how strong Guo Lin was his physical body disintegrated inch by inch and finally burst into nothingness.

Guo Lin, dead!