Chapter 688: Asura Holy Dragon Transformation vs Resentful Dragon Transformation

Inside Lisheng City, Zhou Yuan, clad in silver armor and wielding the Heavenly Yuan Brush, emitted astonishing waves of Genesis Qi like a storm, sweeping out from his body and drawing countless awestruck gazes.

Everyone could clearly sense that Zhou Yuan's strength had also surged to a terrifying level. Compared to Wu Huang, he seemed at least as strong, if not stronger. This made people sigh with emotion; the clash between these two "dragons" was truly spectacular. Although they were only disciples at the Alpha Origin stage, their contention felt comparable to that of experts in the Divine Dwelling stage. Wu Huang and Zhou Yuan were indeed worthy of being called the strongest of the younger generation on Saint Continent today. Their confrontation today was bound to be discussed for a long time across Saint Continent.

Countless eyes now turned to Wu Huang, who stood in mid-air. His expression was volatile, clearly sensing the strong aura of danger emanating from Zhou Yuan. However, Wu Huang's fluctuating expression eventually settled after a moment. After all, he was very familiar with Zhou Yuan's silver armor; it was this mysterious silver armor that Zhou Yuan had relied on to destroy his physical body back then. Therefore, he had always been wary of this hidden card of Zhou Yuan's.

Wu Huang took a deep breath, his eyes glinting with a bloody light as he stared at Zhou Yuan. He slowly said, "Zhou Yuan, you were able to destroy my physical body with this item back then. Do you think you can still do it now?"

Zhou Yuan, in his silver armor, chuckled faintly. "Won't we find out if we try?"

Wu Huang gave him a cold, sinister look. He said nothing more, simply bringing his hands together sharply. At this moment, golden, mysterious streams of air slowly began to rise from within Wu Huang's body. These currents swirled around him, and faintly, the majestic roar of a dragon could be heard. The golden currents grew thicker and thicker, eventually transforming into a colossal golden dragon that coiled around Wu Huang's body. An indescribable pressure radiated outwards.

Zhou Yuan stared at the golden currents with an unreadable expression, but the chill in his eyes intensified. He was not unfamiliar with this; it was clearly the Qi of the Sacred Dragon!

"Zhou Yuan, does this feel familiar?" Wu Huang said with a mocking gaze.

Zhou Yuan lowered his eyes slightly and said calmly, "Sacred Dragon Transformation? Wu Huang, have you forgotten that it was after you unleashed this very technique that I destroyed your physical body?"

A strange smirk appeared on Wu Huang's lips. Without speaking, he formed hand seals. As dragon roars echoed, the colossal dragon formed from golden currents suddenly surged upwards. Amidst countless exclamations, it directly collided with the Blood Asura Soul that enveloped Wu Huang's body.

Boom! Boom!

The two entities collided, immediately intertwining and merging into a mix of golden and bloody light. An extremely bizarre fluctuation erupted at this moment. Zhou Yuan's pupils slightly contracted. Wu Huang could actually fuse the Sacred Dragon Transformation with his Blood Asura Soul?!

"Zhou Yuan, thanks to you destroying my previous physical body... now, this isn't called Sacred Dragon Transformation anymore..."

"I call it..."

"Asura Sacred Dragon Transformation!"

As Wu Huang's final, sinister words fell, the crimson and golden currents merged, forming a mysterious vermilion liquid. This liquid dripped down onto Wu Huang's body.

Hiss! Hiss!

The moment of contact seemed to produce rising smoke. The liquid, as if endowed with life, enveloped Wu Huang's body, constantly writhing in an extremely bizarre manner. Wu Huang's body also underwent a massive transformation at this moment. His physique swelled to dozens of feet, and vermilion flesh-spikes pierced out from within him, with blood dripping from them. At this moment, Wu Huang resembled a monstrous creature, part dragon and part asura.

Wu Huang roared to the heavens, and the Genesis Qi in the world exploded around him. An extremely violent wave of Genesis Qi swept out frantically from his body. Throughout the world, countless gazes watched Wu Huang almost numbly. Having undergone another burst of power, he had clearly become even more terrifying. This made them wonder: where exactly was Wu Huang's limit? Did he truly intend to surpass Divine Dwelling experts while still in the Alpha Origin stage?

Wu Huang stood suspended in the air, crimson light-wings unfurling behind him. His face, at this moment, had also transformed into a hideous blend of dragon and asura. His gaze swept down, locking onto Zhou Yuan, and his voice rang out sharply: "Zhou Yuan, this is the final feast I've prepared for you. How is it? Are you satisfied?!" As his voice spoke, the very air before him seemed to explode continuously, emitting thunderous roars. "What other trump cards do you have? Show them to me! If not, haha, I think this Lisheng City today will be your burial ground!" Wu Huang's sharp scream reverberated through the heavens and earth.

Outside the city, Chu Qing, Li Qingchan, and others had grave expressions.

"That silver armor should be Zhou Yuan's last resort. He's no match for Wu Huang in this state," Li Qingchan murmured. They were now quite familiar with Zhou Yuan's techniques. In the previous rounds of power bursts against Wu Huang, Zhou Yuan had already revealed all the trump cards they knew he possessed. The mysterious silver armor was a trump card Zhou Yuan had hidden for a long time, but now, facing Wu Huang, even that armor might not be enough.

Chu Qing rubbed his bald head, gritted his teeth, and decisively said, "If something unexpected happens, we'll seize the opportunity to rescue Zhou Yuan."

"But Wu Huang..." Li Qingchan couldn't help but say.

"I'll hold him off for a bit," Chu Qing said slowly, his eyes filled with determination.

Li Qingchan gritted her teeth. She knew that Chu Qing was no match for Wu Huang, and even trying to hold him off might cost him his life.

"Zhou Yuan is stronger than me and has greater potential. Our Cangxuan Sect needs him," Chu Qing told her.

Li Qingchan was silent for a moment, then finally nodded with difficulty. She knew that if Zhou Yuan had exhausted all his trump cards, he truly wouldn't be Wu Huang's opponent any longer. This Wu Huang was just too terrifying...

In the world, countless gazes turned to where Zhou Yuan stood. The two sides now resembled players in a card game. Wu Huang had revealed his final card, and if Zhou Yuan couldn't produce a matching one, the outcome would be decided.

Under the watchful eyes of many, Zhou Yuan also raised his head. He gazed at Wu Huang, who now resembled a dragon-asura, his expression quite solemn. Wu Huang's transformation was somewhat beyond his expectations. It seemed that over the years, Wu Huang had indeed made thorough preparations to deal with him. Faced with Wu Huang's ultimate trump card, in the past, Zhou Yuan might have been truly helpless. But unfortunately for Wu Huang...

Zhou Yuan slowly extended his palm, his gaze fixed on its center. There was a black speck there; upon closer inspection, it was a series of black rings, like a prison. Deep within this prison, the Resentful Dragon Poison was sealed and suppressed. In the past, Zhou Yuan had been completely unable to harness the power of the Resentful Dragon Poison. But now that it was suppressed by the Great Dragon-Subduing Seal, Zhou Yuan could finally utilize its strength, as well as the Sacred Dragon Qi it had once devoured... And that Sacred Dragon Qi was, of course, what he had reclaimed from Wu Huang back then.

Zhou Yuan slowly clenched his palm. The black rings within his palm immediately began to spin, and from within them, a dragon's roar, full of resentment, seemed to emerge. Intense blood-red currents flowed out from Zhou Yuan's palm at this moment, then coiled around his body. Zhou Yuan's body slowly began to ascend into the air. A crimson light condensed behind him, eventually seeming to form a massive blood-red dragon. The colossal dragon roared skyward, its dragon eyes filled with horrifying resentment.

Zhou Yuan's eyes also gradually turned crimson, but there was no savagery in them, only a calm detachment. He stared at Wu Huang, and his indifferent voice rang out.

"Sacred Dragon Transformation? Thanks to you, I have it too now... only I prefer to call it..."

"Resentful Dragon Transformation!"