Chapter 1239: Absolute Dragon Soul

Yun Che attacked continuously, but Luo Changsheng easily blocked every move, almost effortlessly. With just a slight counter-vibration from Luo Changsheng, Yun Che was directly injured.

The two had once fought fiercely, a battle to the death. Yet now, one stood at an unreachable celestial height, simply because of a single step from the Divine Spirit Realm to the Divine Sovereign Realm.

Luo Changsheng remained still, making no move to pursue. He extended his hand towards Yun Che, his eyes narrowed into slits. "Come, continue. Don't you have many techniques? Phantasm God, Divine Flame Fusion, and that Dragon Soul... use them all. Let me see how your techniques struggle against the power of a Divine Sovereign."

"No... it's impossible to win. Even as a Divine Sovereign, how can the gap be so vast all of a sudden?" Huo Poyun shook his head forcefully. "Since Luo Changsheng's strength has completely surpassed Brother Yun, why doesn't he end it immediately? Is he trying to..."

"He clearly wants to humiliate and utterly defeat Yun Che to the greatest extent," Huo Rulie said, frowning and gritting his teeth. "That kid, he really can't stand losing!"

"Luo Changsheng has the most prominent family background, the noblest status, the most powerful master, and a bestowed physique that allows him to cultivate three divine powers and three elements simultaneously. Among the younger generation in the Eastern Divine Region, he is an absolutely supreme existence. Yet he was defeated by Yun Che, someone previously completely unknown, whose origins he would consider 'lowly', and in front of the entire world..." Yan Juehai drew a slight breath. "That kid, it seems his mentality has collapsed. He used to be so calm, gentle, and polite. Perhaps it wasn't because his temperament was so good, but because he had never been trampled upon before."

"Now that he has achieved Divine Sovereign, he wants to return the frustration, humiliation, anger, and resentment Yun Che caused him a thousandfold, to regain his psychological balance. Defeating Yun Che now is as easy as flipping his hand, but he doesn't just want to defeat Yun Che; he wants to defeat him utterly, and he will use any means necessary to trample on his dignity."

Huo Poyun was stunned. Yan Juehai's words did not align at all with his impression of "Young Master Changsheng."

"He won't succeed," Huo Rulie said. "Although that Yun kid is incredibly stubborn, he's also very clever. He won't stubbornly insist on being humiliated when he knows there's no chance of winning."

"No," Mu Bingyun said, shaking her head worriedly, a painful glint in her icy eyes. "Even if he knows Luo Changsheng's intentions, even if he knows it's impossible to defeat Luo Changsheng, he will never be willing to concede defeat like this... Instead, he will desperately hold on, fighting with all his might to find even a sliver of hope."

Mu Bingyun's words stunned Huo Rulie and Yan Juehai, who looked utterly perplexed. "Why? Is there... some hidden reason?"

Mu Bingyun didn't answer, and couldn't. Her hands unconsciously clenched under her snowy sleeves as she thought to herself: *Sister, if only you were here, only you could persuade him. But what should I do now...?*

When she brought him back to the Snow Song Realm years ago, the Voice of the God Realm suddenly announced the Divine Bestowment Convention's Divine Tribulation Realm cultivation requirement, casting him into an abyss.

He crawled out of that abyss, finally reaching the Divine Bestowment Convention, only to suddenly learn that only by becoming one of the thousand "Heaven Chosen Sons" could he enter the Brahma Heaven Realm.

He did not hesitate to violate his principles, engaging in cheating that he would have previously disdained, defying the Brahma Heaven Realm's wrath, and finally forced his way into the Brahma Heaven Realm... only to learn that he could only see her if he became the top contender in the Divine Bestowment Battle.

This goal, which would make anyone despair, he still did not give up. He trampled on prodigies, defeated Divine Sons, and forcefully reached the Battle of Conferred God, fighting Luo Changsheng with his life on the line.

These jests of fate, each more cruel and despair-inducing than the last, he overcame them all. No one could imagine how much he had endured and sacrificed during this process. Furthermore, Mu Bingyun was absolutely certain that no one else in this world, besides him, could have accomplished it.

Now, he was finally just half a step away... yet Luo Changsheng had achieved Divine Sovereign overnight.

At this point, how could Yun Che be willing to give up?

Mu Bingyun's heart clenched. For the first time, she felt intense resentment towards fate's ruthlessness... even more strongly than during the thousand years she suffered from the Horned Dragon's poison.

He left his homeland and came to the God Realm, just to see one person. For this small, almost humble wish, he had already sacrificed far too much... Why did fate insist on tormenting him so cruelly, again and again?!

On the Conferred God Stage, Yun Che stood upright. There was no fear in his eyes, only a continuously condensing ferocity.

Without a word, two types of fire simultaneously ignited on Yun Che's body: Golden Crow Flame on his left, Phoenix Flame on his right. Then, under the focus of his will, they slowly merged, giving off an increasingly intense crimson glow.

Just then, a sinister glint suddenly flashed in Luo Changsheng's eyes, and his figure subtly shifted.

BOOM!!!!

Luo Changsheng's figure vanished, reappearing like a ghost directly in front of Yun Che. His palm pressed against Yun Che's chest, and a storm of power violently erupted within Yun Che's chest.

Luo Changsheng's speed was already extremely fast, and after achieving Divine Sovereign, with the added power of the storm, it reached an absolute extreme. Yun Che, engrossed in his concentration, had no time to react to Luo Changsheng's instantaneous movement. Even Divine Sons like Shui Yingyue and Lu Lengchuan, who were observing the battle, couldn't clearly see how Luo Changsheng had appeared in front of Yun Che.

With a loud bang, Yun Che violently spat out a mouthful of blood mist and was sent flying far away. Both the Golden Crow Flame and Phoenix Flame extinguished simultaneously. When Yun Che crashed heavily to the ground, there was no longer a single trace of light on his body.

Yun Che propped himself up with his arms, spitting out more than a dozen mouthfuls of crimson blood. His face turned from crimson to pale, his qi and blood surged chaotically like a boiling volcano, and all his internal organs were displaced.

"Ah, I've suddenly changed my mind," Luo Changsheng's voice came, arrogant and laced with delight. "But don't misunderstand, I'm not afraid of your red flames. I just want to tell you something."

"In front of me, you are nothing but a pathetic plaything at my mercy. I can decide what power you use. If I don't want you to use something, you'll never be able to use it, understand?"

"Or," Luo Changsheng's finger slowly pointed downwards, "you can surrender to me right now. After all, while being a defeated dog is ugly, at least you'll suffer less, wouldn't you agree?"

Yun Che gritted his teeth fiercely.

"You scoundrel!" Luo Shangchen slammed his hand on the table and rose, his face clouded with anger. "Changsheng, you..."

"Let him vent!" Luo Shangchen's words were cut off by Luo Guxie's forceful interruption. "Don't you see? Losing to Yun Che was a huge blow to him. If he doesn't fully vent his feelings, he might develop inner demons later."

"This isn't about inner demons!" Luo Shangchen roared. "Changsheng has always been gentle. Yet today, he's lost control to this extent. Are you suggesting that from now on, everyone in the Eastern Divine Region will think my son, Luo Shangchen's son, is actually narrow-minded, malicious, and despicable in his words and actions?"

"Hmph!" Luo Guxie's tone suddenly turned cold. "Luo Shangchen, although Changsheng is your son, I have been by his side since his birth. You, as the high and mighty Saint Universe Realm King, besides occasional praise and a few words of instruction, have you ever shown him any deep concern, or truly understood him?!"

"I..." Luo Shangchen was speechless for a moment.

"I don't care about the Saint Universe Realm. But my understanding of Changsheng is a hundred times greater than yours. Changsheng's current behavior is also at my instruction. This will only benefit his future profound way cultivation and state of mind; your interference is unnecessary!"

Luo Shangchen's mouth twitched. After a long moment, he slowly sat down, not uttering another word, but his brows remained tightly furrowed.

Yun Che, of course, knew Luo Changsheng was deliberately provoking him, preventing him from immediately conceding. However, Luo Changsheng's words and actions were superfluous; Yun Che had never even considered surrender, not for a single moment from the beginning.

In his mind, there was only winning... he *had* to win...

No matter what... no matter the method...

He *must* win!!

Yun Che slowly stood up. Although his entire body was in intense pain, his mind desperately tried to remain clear and alert.

There had to be a way... there *had* to be some method.

Think carefully... what other methods did he have... what other trump cards?

Moon Splitting Star Scorcher? No... Even if it reflected Luo Changsheng's full power, it would only injure him, and it would expose his most crucial life-saving trump card to the entire God Realm.

Iceflame? Perhaps it could severely wound him, but the fusion time of several dozen breaths was simply impossible to achieve.

Phantasm God, Crimson Flame...

None of them! Luo Changsheng's profound energy was on an entirely different level. No matter the technique, it was utterly impossible to defeat him... not even a tiny bit of possibility.

But...

Yun Che slowly raised his gaze, his heart beating exceptionally fast.

To win this Battle of Conferred God, he didn't necessarily need to defeat Luo Changsheng.

If he could blast him off the Conferred God Stage, he would also win directly!

Yun Che's gaze gradually solidified... Defeating Luo Changsheng, who had achieved Divine Sovereign, was utterly impossible. The only possibility and hope was to knock him off the three-hundred-mile Conferred God Stage.

Luo Changsheng observed the change in Yun Che's eyes. He grinned, and leisurely said, "Are you thinking of a way to lure me to the edge of the Conferred God Stage, then use some method to knock me off... for example, that Dragon Soul that can collapse one's will?"

Yun Che's gaze narrowed. "..."

"Tsk tsk tsk," Luo Changsheng slowly clapped his hands. "To still be thinking of how to defeat me even now, truly admirable. What a pity, though, you seem to have never heard the saying... In the face of absolute power, any strategy or technique is but a joke."

"However, I still highly recommend you try it. After all..." Luo Changsheng's eyes lifted, radiating extreme disdain. "That's what makes it fun!"

Yun Che remained silent, summoning the Heaven Smiting Sword back into his hand. His eyes were dark and he said coldly, "You want to play, do you? Then I'll play properly with you!"

With an explosive bang, Yun Che completely disregarded his injuries, his profound energy erupting fully once more as he swung his sword towards Luo Changsheng's head.

"A ridiculous struggle," Luo Changsheng chuckled softly, reaching out to grasp the Heaven Smiting Sword directly, a storm of power swirling around his hand. This time, he wasn't trying to block with his hand, but to snatch the Heaven Smiting Sword away.

Yun Che, however, flashed with an icy light, shifting his position abruptly with Flowing Shadow Feathers. A dragon shadow suddenly appeared behind him, and a sky-blue dragon eye opened above, unleashing an earth-shattering dragon's roar:

Dragon Soul Domain!

ROAR!!!!

Under the dragon's roar, heaven and earth subtly trembled.

Luo Changsheng had just contemptuously uttered the words "Dragon Soul," incredibly confident that with his current Divine Sovereign soul, it was utterly impossible for him to instinctively collapse under Yun Che's suddenly released Dragon Soul, as he had last time.

But how could he understand the overbearing dominance of a Dragon God's soul?

Under the earth-shattering dragon's roar, Luo Changsheng's pupils instantly lost color, and all his contempt transformed into trembling fear. Yun Che's sword flared with fire, his aura surging once more, striking directly towards Luo Changsheng's head.

"Ugh ah..." Luo Changsheng groaned in terror. His remaining consciousness seemed to sense the approaching danger, and he instinctively stretched out to block...

BANG!!

Luo Changsheng's outstretched arm was directly blasted away. The Heaven Smiting Sword, condensed with Yun Che's ultimate power, heavily slammed onto Luo Changsheng's head, and a burst of fire violently erupted, centered on his skull.

Luo Changsheng: *This pose was so satisfying! My mouth is practically crooked with pleasure! This is the kind of treatment only a protagonist gets... Hmm? Could it be that I'm actually the protagonist!?*