Above the Rain Sea Glacier, strong winds howled, energy crisscrossed, and dust fluttered in the air.
Ye Xuan stood on the head of the mutated flying dragon, Xiao Qing, as he looked down at the center of the explosion that was gradually calming down. His expression gradually became serious, and his brows furrowed without a trace as his eyes flickered with a sharp light.
Under Ye Xuan's gaze, the energy and smoke from the explosion gradually dissipated, revealing the center of the explosion.
On the vast surface of the ice, the tall platform and the many armored vehicles parked on the ice no longer existed. The thick layer of ice was completely blasted apart by the energy of the explosion, and in its place was a huge hole.
This hole was incomparably large, covering a radius of a kilometer. Looking down from the sky, it looked like a huge hole had been opened in the vast surface of the ice.
Due to the enormous energy generated by the explosion shattering the ice, the seawater hidden beneath the ice was revealed.
Perhaps it was because the destructive power of the explosion was too great, but the seawater looked a little turbid, with a large number of floating objects floating on it. Not only were there fragments of armored war chariots, foam boards, and so on, there were also many torn clothes and the corpses of many guards that had been taken away by the explosion. There were even a large number of sea creatures that lived in the sea.
They floated on the surface of the sea, densely packed and looking extremely chaotic.
As for the Blackedge Battleship that was parked not far away, it was also destroyed by the powerful destructive force of the explosion and sank to the bottom of the sea.
After all, this Blackedge Battleship had been modified many times and was indeed an extremely good ride.
However, there was nothing he could do about it. If he could use a Blackedge Battleship as the price to destroy the Asura King and the others, then it would undoubtedly be worth it.
Around the huge hole that was blasted out of the glacier, hand-shaped cracks spread like a spider web in the layer of ice, as if they were going to cut the vast glacier into countless pieces, causing the glacier to show signs of breaking. It was a ghastly sight.
"Are they all dead?"
Ye Xuan's gaze slowly swept across the area below. He didn't find the figures of the Asura King, the Leng Clan's first generation ancestor, and the Song Clan's first generation ancestor.
"Older brother Xuan, with such a huge explosion and them being in the center of the explosion, even if they were lucky enough to survive, they would at least be severely injured and shed a few layers of skin!"
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Fang Wujie, who was sitting on the mutated flying dragon's back, smiled as he spoke.
"I can't say for sure, Little Blue … let's go down and take a look!"
Ye Xuan lightly shook his head and spoke in a low voice.
"Roar!"
As soon as Ye Xuan finished speaking, the mutated flying dragon let out a resonant dragon's roar. It fiercely flapped its wings and dived down, flying close to the exploding sea surface.
Ye Xuan stood on top of the mutated flying dragon's head as he coldly stared at the floating objects on the surface of the sea. His eyes flickered with a sharp light.
Very quickly, Ye Xuan discovered the fragments of the Asura King's golden robe. He immediately said in a low voice, "Little Qing, fly a little lower!"
"Boom …"
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Little Qing obediently nodded and flew even lower.
Just as Ye Xuan was about to extend his hand to grab the Asura King's golden robe, an unforeseen event suddenly occurred.
The calm surface of the sea suddenly exploded, and three miserable figures rushed out from the bottom of the sea without any warning. Before Ye Xuan, Fang Wujie, and the mutated flying dragon could react, they'd already grabbed onto the mutated flying dragon's sharp dragon claws.
This sudden turn of events caused Ye Xuan and the others to be unable to help themselves. The mutated flying dragon even fiercely charged towards the sky in an attempt to fly into the sky and throw down the three figures that had fallen onto his body.
However, the moment the mutated flying dragon took off, the three figures suddenly let go of the hand that was holding it and steadily landed on the ice not far away, gasping for breath.
"Clang clang!"
Under Ye Xuan's control, the mutated flying dragon swooped down from the sky and landed firmly in front of the three miserable figures. Ye Xuan and Fang Wujie's ice-cold gazes fell onto the three miserable figures in front of them.
They were none other than the Asura King, the first generation ancestor of the Leng Clan and the first generation ancestor of the Song Clan.
However, their current appearances could be said to be completely different from how they looked at the beginning.
The Asura King's golden robe had long since been torn apart by the impact of the explosion. His entire body was charred black, and his hair had been burnt by the explosion, leaving him bald. The left half of his body had been blasted into a bloody mess by the impact of the explosion. His left hand was broken and deformed, and fresh blood continuously dripped down.
However, this fellow's vitality could be said to be tenacious. The injuries on his body were actually recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In his right hand was a token. It was the Immortal Emperor's Token that he had taken out during the auction. Unfortunately, the Immortal Emperor's Token no longer had any luster or luster, as if it could shatter at any time.
It was obvious that the Asura King had activated the Immortal Emperor's Token that the Immortal Emperor had given him at the critical moment to survive.
As for the first generation ancestor of the Leng Clan and the first generation ancestor of the Song Clan, their current appearances were also extremely miserable.
The Leng Clan's first generation ancestor's hair was disheveled and his body was charred black. A large amount of explosion fragments had entered his body, causing his body to be covered in wounds as black blood continuously flowed out. If it wasn't for the fact that he had extremely high attainments in using the Frost Astral Energy and his unique usage of it, using the Frost Astral Energy to freeze the injuries on his body, he would have died from excessive blood loss.
Even so, the Leng Clan's first generation ancestor was still severely injured and had half a foot into the gates of hell.
The Song Clan's first generation ancestor's hair was charred black, and his entire body was torn apart by the explosive energy. His skin and flesh were torn apart, and his flesh was badly mutilated, dripping with blood. His left leg was even more badly mutilated by the impact of the explosion, causing him to only be able to temporarily condense a fake leg with his astral energy to maintain his standing posture.
The injuries on his body were not any lighter than the injuries of the Leng Clan's first generation ancestor and the Asura King.
If it wasn't for the fact that the Asura King's Immortal Emperor's Token had created a chance for them to defend themselves, they would have been smashed into pieces by the explosion. After all, the center of the explosion was simply too close to them.
As for the Leng Clan's second generation ancestor, the Great Elder, and the Song Clan's second generation ancestor, they weren't as lucky as them. Under the destructive power of the Dragon Core Bomb, they were blasted into smithereens on the spot, falling and dying!
Of the mighty army formed by the Asura King and the others, only the three of them were left. It could be said that it was extremely tragic.
"I didn't expect you three old things to be so lucky. You were actually able to survive such a huge explosion!"
Ye Xuan leaped down from the head of the mutated flying dragon and steadily landed in front of the Asura King and the others. His eyes flickered with an ice-cold light as he coldly spoke.
"Ye Xuan, you little bastard, you deserve to die!"
"Little bastard, you sure are scheming. You actually installed the Dragon Core Bomb in that trash Liu Ying's body!"
"Little bastard, if I don't cut you into a thousand pieces and tear you into ten thousand pieces today, I swear I'm not a human!"
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the Asura King, the first generation ancestor of the Leng Clan, and the first generation ancestor of the Song Clan couldn't help but raise their heads and look at him with venomous gazes. Venomous roars came from their mouths.
When had they ever suffered such a huge loss?
When had they ever suffered such a serious injury?
When had they ever ended up in such a sorry state?
This kind of situation and ending had never appeared in their script.
They had originally thought that victory was in their grasp and that they were the director of this duel. However, they had never thought that they would lose so miserably!
If this matter didn't spread out, it would be enough to make the world laugh at them.
Their hearts were already overflowing with rage. Only by cutting Ye Xuan into a thousand pieces and tearing his corpse into ten thousand pieces would they be able to vent the hatred in their hearts.
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