Boom!
Amid loud sounds, ten lightning tribulations layered over each other and landed on Yan Cangming.
Most of the tribulation thunder's might was blocked by his powerful cultivation, but the sin that it detonated left him in so much pain that he wished he were dead.
Dense dragon scales appeared on Yan Cangming's face. That scar looked even more horrifying, and his eyes gave off a demonic light.
His expression was distorted by the pain, his thoughts were in chaos, and his mind was on the verge of going berserk.
His entire body exuded a terrifying sin. The sin had almost materialized and was constantly tormenting him.
"Young Master!"
The many Flood Dragon Humans noticed Yan Cangming's strange behavior and quickly flew over. When they landed beside him, they revealed worried expressions.
The berserk Yan Cangming's entire body surged with murderous intent. However, when he looked at his fellow Flood Dragon Humans in the surroundings, he felt a chill run down his spine.
He forcefully clenched his teeth, and his eyes slowly regained clarity.
This person's willpower was truly terrifyingly strong. He was actually able to persevere through such a terrifying sinful backlash with his willpower.
Pa!
A few Flood Dragon Humans had just gone over to support the pale Yan Cangming when the Rakshasa Race's Sovereign Personage, Wu Ting, descended and threw a slap.
A crisp sound rang out as Yan Cangming crashed to the ground. Half his face swelled up, and blood leaked out of a corner of his lips.
"Hehe, a scheme that transcends the heavens. In the end, Rakshasa Tian's clone was killed, and the Flame Dragon Army fled. No one knew if the stronghold could be defended or not. Yan Cangming, you can forget about having your own conferred land. You are just a bunch of lowly dragons. You should just kneel before me! "
Wu Ting was clearly enraged. Rakshasa Tian's clone had been killed in his stronghold. Naturally, he would become the laughing stock of the Rakshasa Race.
In the worst-case scenario, he might even be attacked by his own clansmen.
If they could wipe out the Flame Dragon Army and occupy the Flame Dragon Army's headquarters, everything would be fine.
However, although the Flame Dragon Army suffered heavy losses, they still had their combat prowess. If they returned to defend, it would be impossible to take down Flame Dragon City.
He had paid such a huge price, but in the end, it was all for naught, and he had even gotten himself into a lot of trouble.
How could he not be angry?
The rage of a Sovereign Personage caused the group of Flood Dragon Humans to tremble. They worried that Wu Ting would take their lives in a fit of rage.
"Kneel properly for your father and slap your own face!"
Pa pa pa!
Yan Cangming did not say anything. He just knelt on the ground and continuously slapped himself. Even when his cheeks were red and swollen, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, he did not stop.
"My lord!"
The black-armored Rakshasa Demon slowly descended and arrived beside Wu Ting. Then, he said softly, "I received news that the Golden Crow Empire's people rushed over. It looks like they are interested in the Dragon's Gate's stronghold that we occupied."
Wu Ting immediately became enraged. He sent out a palm wind infused with the will of a Sovereign Personage and knocked Yan Cangming into the air.
"Retreat, abandon the stronghold."
The black-armored Rakshasa Demon glanced at Yan Cangming and snorted coldly before leaving with Wu Ting.
"Young Master!"
Seeing the two leave, the others quickly helped Yan Cangming up, their eyes filled with worry.
Yan Cangming clenched his right fist tightly. His sharp nails dug into his flesh, causing blood to seep out.
"I'm fine. Let's clean up the corpses of our clansmen and leave."
But where could he go? This enormous First Netherworld was like a dark forest. Killing intent was everywhere. It seemed vast and boundless, but there was no place for the Flood Dragon Humans to stand.
Slowly, he loosened his grip, and the anger and killing intent in his heart calmed down.
He could only hide his obsession in the deepest part of his heart and never forget it.
Looking around, the lava sea was filled with the corpses of Flood Dragon Humans. Actually, not many of the Rakshasa Race had died.
After a while, most of the Flood Dragon Humans' corpses were cleaned up. Only the corpses of the Dragon Race cultivators, which no one cared about, and the Rakshasa Demon corpses remained on the battlefield.
The Flame Dragon Legion was indeed well-trained. They were much more efficient than the Rakshasa Demons and Flood Dragon Humans.
By giving them an opening, the Flame Dragon Legion could instantly resolve the situation and preserve most of their strength.
However, there would not be such an opening in the plan.
A white-clad bladesman standing on a Demon Blood Vulture slowly appeared before Yan Cangming's eyes.
Four hours later:
The army returned to their positions in Flame Dragon City, and the entire city was under martial law.
A suppressive atmosphere spread throughout the entire city. Since the Flame Dragon Legion was formed, it had never suffered such a setback.
If not for Xiao Chen's sudden appearance and opening an opening alone, the consequences would have been dire.
"General, the Golden Crow Empire's army moved out. The Flood Dragon Humans and Rakshasa Demons both retreated."
Before he could sit down, he received a message. General Feng sighed.
There was no way to reclaim the stronghold. The Golden Crow Empire's army must have received news and moved.
If it were General Feng, he would not let go of such an opportunity, either.
However, it was still acceptable. He could go and negotiate with them. Perhaps he could pay a price and reclaim the stronghold. After all, they were still allies in name.
"Pass down my orders. Search for Xiao Chen and the others with everything we have. Send them back to the city."
"Yes."
The army had left in a hurry, so they could not care about Xiao Chen, Wei Hongfei, and the others. They could only pray that these Dragon Race elites had great Luck and avoided this calamity.
Three days later, the Demon Blood Vulture carried the perfectly fine Xiao Chen and Murong Yan back to Flame Dragon City.
After escaping danger that day, the two did not immediately rush to Flame Dragon City.
As a precaution, they found a secluded place and started to cultivate.
The two were severely injured. They made up their minds not to come out until they fully recovered. In the end, the two spent three days recovering to their peak states.
Murong Yan patted the Demon Blood Vulture's back and smiled. "Xiao Chen, this demonic pet of yours is pretty good. When can you help me get one as well?"
This was the first time Silly Bird was praised. Xiao Chen thought for a while before saying, "There should be a chance. Its father is the Demon Blood Vulture's Race Head. We can go and ask in the future."
Don't mention my father. I get angry at the mention of him!
The Demon Blood Vulture protested in Xiao Chen's heart. This made sense. Only Xiao Chen's Demon Blood Vulture could be sold by its father.
When Murong Yan heard that, he rejoiced. "Really?"
"Really. However, we will have to wait for an opportunity," Xiao Chen replied casually with a smile.
After surviving a series of huge battles, the two felt somewhat relaxed.
"We've arrived."
Whoosh! "
Flame Dragon City's silhouette appeared in the two's vision. Then, they leaped up and landed firmly on the ground.
The moment the two landed, a group of Flame Dragon Legion cultivators immediately appeared and surrounded them.
After the earlier battle, Flame Dragon City's security was now several times tighter than before.
"Xiao Chen!"
"It really is Xiao Chen!"
When this group of Flame Dragon Legion cultivators saw Xiao Chen's appearance, they immediately revealed joyful smiles.
The leader of the group said respectfully, "Young Master Xiao, the general has been searching for you for many days already. He thought that something happened to you. Come, come, come. Come back to the city with us. "
Completely ignored, Murong Yan said unhappily, "Hey, I'm still here."
"Haha! Young Master Murong, come with us. The general did not forget about you, either."
In mere moments, the news of Xiao Chen and Murong Yan returning to the city spread throughout the entire army.
Everywhere the two passed, nearly every cultivator fixed their gaze on Xiao Chen and Murong Yan.
Now, everyone knew that a genius appeared in the Heaven Dragon Palace, who killed Rakshasa Tian's clone with one saber strike. After that, Xiao Chen nearly single-handedly opened a gap for the Flame Dragon Legion, saving the lives of more than ten thousand Flame Dragon Legion cultivators.
This meant that every cultivator in the Flame Dragon Legion owed Xiao Chen and Murong Yan a favor.
General Feng and the other Flame Dragon Legion upper echelon personally came out to welcome them at the city gates.
Back then, when Xiao Chen first arrived, everyone in the Flame Dragon Legion doubted his ability to take on heavy responsibilities.
Now, Xiao Chen's fame soared. Everyone knew about the white-clad bladesman who killed Rakshasa Tian's clone with one saber strike, saving the Flame Dragon Legion from destruction.
"Xiao Chen, Murong Yan, this time, it is all thanks to the two of you. The entire Flame Dragon Legion owes you a favor. "
General Feng did not put on any airs, directly acknowledging Xiao Chen's contributions.
Murong Yan accepted this praise without standing on ceremony. When he discovered Wei Hongfei beside General Feng, he was greatly startled. "Brat, you are actually not dead? Didn't I personally see you being flung into the lava?"
Wei Hongfei frowned. Anyone who heard this would feel upset. General Feng replied calmly, "The Golden Dragon Palace's core disciples all have an Emperor Dragon Pill personally nourished by the Dragon Emperor. They will not die that easily."
After Wei Hongfei explained, he looked at Xiao Chen and said softly, "It is indeed shocking that the Heaven Dragon Palace can produce someone like you."
"Brother Wei, you are too polite."
Xiao Chen nodded slightly. This Wei Hongfei was pretty good. Xiao Chen had seen how Wei Hongfei held back Yan Cangming at the risk of his life.
General Feng said softly, "Let's stop with the conventional greetings first. The five of you, come with me. I'll finish your mission."
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