Chapter 193: Dragon Transformation

When Zhou Yuan's golden-scaled fist collided with the crimson sand giant fist, the world seemed to fall silent for an instant. Then, everyone witnessed a violent surge of Genesis Qi erupting wildly.

On the massive white jade plaza, sections of the stone slabs were directly shattered into dust.

That collision made even some powerful experts of the Primordial Soul Realm tremble with fear. Had they been there, they might not have been able to withstand such an impact.

Everyone stared intently at the source of the Genesis Qi impact.

"Zhou Yuan is surely dead," people murmured, secretly shaking their heads. In their eyes, Zhou Yuan's reckless act was no different from seeking death, especially considering that what Wu Huang had unleashed was a Heavenly Genesis Art! Moreover, Zhou Yuan's spirit rune barrier couldn't withstand it, let alone his own body.

Wu Huang stood atop his Genesis Qi, his eyes cold, a sinister smile slowly spreading across his lips. "Zhou Yuan, this time, you must finally give up hope, right?!"

*Crack!* Just then, a faint, subtle sound was heard.

Wu Huang's gaze sharpened abruptly, his eyes darting downwards. An expression of disbelief welled up on his face, for he saw tiny cracks appearing on the crimson sand giant fist.

"How is that possible?!" Even with Wu Huang's usual composure, he couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

"Nothing is impossible..." Beneath the crimson sand giant fist, a low voice resonated. Suddenly, a brilliant golden light erupted, and within that golden light, a faint wisp of purple seemed to appear.

The light burst forth, seemingly containing immense power. Cracks rapidly spread across the crimson sand giant fist, which finally shattered into countless pieces with a thunderous sound!

The crimson sand giant fist exploded, transforming into countless crimson light particles that drifted across the sky.

Inside and outside the Saint Remains Domain, countless gazes were dumbfounded.

Even Zhao Pan slightly parted his lips, his face filled with shock.

Mu Wuji blinked, muttering, "How did that kid do it?"

Wu Huang's previous attack had been incredibly fierce. According to Mu Wuji's estimation, even someone at the third layer of the Primordial Soul Realm wouldn't dare to face its sharpness directly, only retreating. Yet, it was shattered by Zhou Yuan, who was merely in the Heavenly Pass Realm, in the most brutal manner possible?

Amidst countless stunned gazes, as the light particles danced in the air, Zhou Yuan's figure was revealed. He stood with his fingers tightly clenched, maintaining the posture of having just unleashed a punch, and golden scales gleamed on his fist.

However, upon closer inspection, one would notice a faint purple glow emerging on the golden scales, giving them a slightly purplish-gold hue.

"Is this the third layer of the Profound Python Scales, the Violet Gold Scales?" Zhou Yuan lowered his gaze slightly, looking at the scale on his fist that had a wisp of purplish-gold color.

"But the purple light is too faint; it doesn't seem to be true Violet Gold Scales yet."

Zhou Yuan shook his head slightly. Nevertheless, he could still feel the formidable power brought by these purplish-gold Profound Python Scales. While the main reason he was able to shatter the crimson sand giant fist with one punch was the Saint Rune revealing its flaws, the contribution of these purplish-gold Profound Python Scales should not be overlooked.

Zhou Yuan looked up, his gaze icy as he fixed it on the shocked Wu Huang. Without a word, he stomped his foot.

The ground cracked. Zhou Yuan, meanwhile, shot forth like a streak of light, appearing directly behind Wu Huang.

He clenched his fingers tightly and threw a punch, the air exploding.

Wu Huang reacted, swiftly spitting out a mass of crimson Genesis Qi, which formed a crimson light shield in front of him.

Ancient light patterns flickered in Zhou Yuan's eyes, and immediately, several light spots appeared on the Genesis Qi shield.

Zhou Yuan's expression remained neutral as he punched one of the light spots. A violent force surged forth, and almost instantly, the defense constructed by Wu Huang's Genesis Qi shattered into pieces.

Wu Huang's expression changed. He didn't understand why Zhou Yuan had suddenly become so formidable. In his perception, while Zhou Yuan's power had increased, it wasn't truly strong enough to overwhelm him. So why was it that Zhou Yuan could always smash through his defenses with such decisive ease?

Wu Huang hastily retreated, his posture somewhat dishevelled. Zhou Yuan, however, clung to him like a shadow, unleashing a torrent of violent attacks. No matter how Wu Huang defended, his defenses were ultimately destroyed by Zhou Yuan in the most decisive manner.

"Damn it, why?! Why can he shatter my defenses so easily?!" Wu Huang's eyes turned bloodshot, his heart filled with shock and fury.

Ignoring Wu Huang's shock and fury, Zhou Yuan flickered, reappearing behind him. Then, with a punch enveloped in potent Genesis Qi, he struck out fiercely.

Wu Huang couldn't dodge in time. Genesis Qi surged, forming a crimson battle armor on his body once again.

Zhou Yuan completely disregarded the seemingly formidable battle armor. His fist blurred out like lightning, simultaneously striking over a dozen points on the armor. Each of these points was a relatively weak spot in the Genesis Qi battle armor. When all these strikes landed at once, the armor burst apart almost instantly.

Wu Huang spat out a mouthful of blood and plummeted clumsily downwards, crashing onto the ground and creating a deep crater in the white jade floor.

Zhou Yuan's eyes were sharp as blades. Without the slightest hesitation, he shot downwards, stomping heavily onto Wu Huang's body. With a furious shout, a flurry of punches rained down.

*Thump! Thump!* Each of Zhou Yuan's punches landed with brutal force. The ground cracked and burst, while Wu Huang was utterly disheveled, spewing blood wildly.

Inside and outside the entire Saint Remains Domain, everyone watched in stunned silence as Zhou Yuan relentlessly pummeled Wu Huang into the ground.

They couldn't understand why Zhou Yuan had suddenly become so fierce, as if he had taken some powerful stimulant, and Wu Huang's attacks seemed utterly useless against him.

Zhao Pan's expression was so grim it looked as if water could drip from it.

Mu Wuji couldn't help but scratch his head, also feeling that Zhou Yuan had suddenly become an unreasonably ferocious different person.

On the white jade plaza, Zhou Yuan, who had been fiercely pounding, suddenly paused his punches. A violent surge of Genesis Qi burst forth wildly from Wu Huang's body, sending Zhou Yuan's figure reeling backward.

His feet slid across the ground, and Zhou Yuan stabilized himself, his eyes narrowed as he gazed forward.

There, the ground had ripped open into a large hole, and Wu Huang lay within it, covered in blood and utterly dishevelled.

Zhou Yuan also gasped for breath, his fingers clenched. Many of the purplish-gold scales on his fist were shattered, with blood flowing down from the broken flesh, revealing bone. But Zhou Yuan paid no attention, his gaze fixed like a blade on Wu Huang's figure in the large hole.

Wu Huang was in a sorry state, clearly having been heavily injured by Zhou Yuan's previous assault. However, Zhou Yuan's brows were slightly furrowed. He had repeatedly tried to deliver killing blows to Wu Huang's vital points, but each time, he faintly felt a power within Wu Huang's flesh that dissipated the fatal force.

"This guy..."

He watched as Wu Huang, covered in blood, shakily rose to his feet in the large pit.

Wu Huang's eyes were bloodshot, filled with indescribable rage and ferocity. He had never imagined that he, Wu Huang, would be beaten into such a sorry state by what he considered a "waste dragon." For the always arrogant and self-important Wu Huang, this was even harder to accept than death itself.

"Hahahaha...." Wu Huang stared intensely at Zhou Yuan, then unexpectedly threw his head back and burst into laughter, his mirth filled with murderous intent.

"Zhou Yuan, oh Zhou Yuan, I truly never thought that one day, I, Wu Huang, would be pushed to such a sorry state by you." "However..." "Even like this, you can't kill me!"

Wu Huang stared at Zhou Yuan, a sneer appearing on his lips. "Do you know why?"

The ferocity in his eyes intensified. Then, he tore open his robes, revealing his bare torso. On the surface of his skin, a faint dragon shadow could be seen coiled and wrapped around him.

Zhou Yuan's pupils constricted sharply. He stared intently at the dragon shadow coiled within Wu Huang's flesh. In that instant, he suddenly felt a tearing, piercing pain.

That pain surged from the deepest parts of his memory. Years ago, on that cold altar, when King Wu stripped him of his Sacred Dragon Qi and infused it into the Great Wu Serpent-Sparrow, the pain had been just like this...

At that moment, a reddish hue slowly crept into Zhou Yuan's eyes.

"Do you feel it?" Wu Huang sneered. The crimson blood-spot on his forehead intensified, and a low dragon's roar emanated from within his body.

"Hahahaha..." "That's right, this is the Sacred Dragon Qi that was stripped from your body all those years ago!" "I have the protection of dragon Qi, how can you kill me?!"

Zhou Yuan's fists creaked, his fingernails digging into his flesh. His face twitched slightly, and a violent aura surged in his eyes.

"What can your anger do?" Wu Huang gave a chilling smile, tilting his head as he stared at Zhou Yuan. "You seem to have never experienced this 'Sacred Dragon Qi', have you? In that case, today, I'll let you witness it." "Zhou Yuan, how about dying by the very Sacred Dragon Qi that originally belonged to you?" "Haha, you pathetic worm! All your efforts will turn to dust today!"

Wu Huang burst into maniacal laughter. The next instant, his expression turned incredibly ferocious as he formed hand seals. A sinister voice suddenly resounded: "Dragon Qi, Dragon Transformation!"