"Wait, did he say that Yan Dilong was impersonating him?"
It was unknown who said this, but it caused the air to freeze.
Some people's eyes widened as if they had been struck by lightning. Their bodies stiffened as they stood rooted to the spot.
Among the guests, there were many martial arts experts and Fengshui Masters. Many of them were famous existences in the past.
However, at this moment.
Every single one of them was dumbstruck, and their expressions were frozen like stone statues.
A terrifying and shocking conjecture gradually emerged in their minds.
Yan Dilong, who was under Chen Xiao's feet, was also dumbfounded as shock appeared in his remaining eye.
"Yan Dilong's strength is indeed shocking, but his strength lies more in his illusory arts, which doesn't match the legendary Eastern War God."
At that instant, a beautiful woman in a red dress suddenly spoke.
She had a sexy figure, her waist like a water snake. Many of the hot-blooded youngsters nodded as they secretly swallowed their saliva.
"Indeed. Yan Dilong's illusory arts are almost invincible among Martial Scholars. But against Kings, he can at most disrupt them. It's impossible for him to defeat them."
Another person nodded in agreement as his expression was filled with disbelief.
Anyone who could reach the King realm …
Even if their soul was not as strong as Yan Dilong's, they still had many ways to defend themselves and could easily kill Yan Dilong!
Illusory arts excelled in their unpredictability.
Previously, they had been completely defenseless and had been enveloped by the illusory arts, causing fear and respect to rise in their hearts.
Now that they thought about it carefully, they immediately noticed many flaws. He was not as invincible as they had imagined.
And in the rumors.
The Eastern War God had swept through Sakura Island with his bare fists, slaughtering Martial Scholars and defeating Kings.
To be able to do all this, he had absolute power!
"Since Yan Dilong is not the Eastern War God …"
As the silk was peeled off layer by layer, more and more people revealed horrified expressions. They were all frightened by that terrifying conjecture.
"And this youth surnamed Chen is from Hua Nation, and President Zheng Rui is so respectful to him, and he has such overwhelming strength …"
Everyone's breathing quickened as the atmosphere became more and more oppressive.
At this moment, almost everyone thought of the name that made their hearts heavy.
"He is …"
"The Eastern War God!!"
Only the true War God could possess such terrifying strength and display such an invincible aura!
Rumble!
Just at this moment, Chen Xiao raised his fist, viciously slamming it into the back of Yan Dilong's head.
"Bastard —"
Yan Dilong let out a mournful, tragic cry as his massive dragon head was pierced into the ground, many of his bones broken.
Fear surged in his mind.
He had never imagined that the real God of War would come knocking on his door when he chose to pretend to be the Eastern God of War.
However, Chen Xiao's face was still cold, and his terrifying strength formed an absolute suppression.
However crazily Yan Dilong struggled, Chen Xiao's body was like a stabilizing needle, locking him down where he was, not even able to escape.
"Tell me, where did you come from, and why did you impersonate me?"
This was what Chen Xiao really wanted to figure out.
It was impossible for a wild Mirage Dragon to appear out of thin air. It must have come from some unknown land.
Before that, there were snakes that had accidentally eaten the Molting Grass and caused chaos in the downtown area of Hong Kong. In the end, Chen Xiao had killed them all.
Dragons and Snakes were originally a family.
This Mirage Dragon and the giant snake from before could very well have come from the same place!
"Is it a secret realm controlled by a descendant of the Dragon race, or is it a descendant of the Giant Dragon race?"
"Cough, cough, cough! Human, you are indeed powerful. I will admit defeat this time. "
However, Yan Dilong kept coughing out blood, and his expression became more and more ferocious. "As for my purpose, even if you kill me, you will never know it!"
"If that's the case, then I will kill you."
Chen Xiao's expression was cold, and the nine-colored Divine Halo was about to explode.
However, at this moment, a terrifying fluctuation suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Yan Dilong's body expanded and contracted at times, forming a destructive fluctuation on the level of the soul.
Thick white fog spread out. This was the white fog on the level of the soul, and it represented the range of the explosion.
"Oh no, he is going to self-destruct!"
Some experts were frightened, and they cursed as they retreated.
However, Yan Dilong's self-destruction was too sudden, and it involved the ethereal level of the soul …
No matter how far they retreated, their Divine Senses were still warning them. A huge threat had enveloped their minds, and it didn't dissipate at all.
"Damn it, just how large is the range of his self-destruction?"
"I've already retreated several hundred meters. Why can I still feel the threat?"
Dragging the Yan siblings along, retreating close to a thousand meters, even setting up defensive runes before him. Zheng Rui's brows were still tightly knit together.
At the centre of the explosion, Yan Dilong's expression was crazed, his eyes filled with rage.
"What eastern War God? Accompany me to hell!!"
Suddenly, that naturally powerful soul of his was finally compressed to the limit, and it began to expand intensely and violently!
The dragon race was arrogant.
Even if there was only a trace of the true dragon bloodline, this had never changed.
Having been captured by Chen Xiao, knowing that there was no way he could survive, Yan Dilong immediately chose to self-destruct, wanting to perish together with Chen Xiao!
His eyes were filled with the joy of revenge.
It was as if he could already see the scene of Chen Xiao's soul swaying and gasping for breath amidst his self-destruction, before finally being extinguished.
"You really have some ideas."
At this critical moment.
Chen Xiao smiled mildly. Suddenly, a piercing golden light shot out from his eyes like two bolts of lightning.
Lightning formed amidst the air, condensing into light!
This was the manifestation of his mental strength being condensed to the extreme.
At this moment, the supreme martial art of his previous life, the Primordial Emperor, appeared once more!
Seventh Style of Flying Immortal – God Destroying!
As God Destroying appeared, it destroyed souls and slayed fiendgods. Incomparably sharp divine light intersected, slicing the entire surrounding space into pieces!
"Your eyes –"
Almost instinctively, Yan Dilong turned his head, meeting Chen Xiao's eyes.
Boom!
A mighty force that could destroy worlds descended, ripping Yan Dilong's spiritual world apart, twisting it into the most primitive particles of his soul.
The next moment.
Yan Dilong's consciousness completely fell into eternal darkness.
The atmosphere at the banquet was extremely solemn.
There was also a tragic aura spreading in the air. Some people already had expressions of terror and despair.
"We can't escape, we can't escape no matter what!"
"Everyone must die, no one can survive!"
Some people wailed, their bodies and souls trembling.
However.
One second.
Ten seconds.
Thirty seconds.
A full minute passed, and nothing happened.
"What's going on, I clearly felt a terrifying danger just now …"
"Where's Yan Dilong's self-destruction, why did it disappear?"
The group of experts looked at each other in confusion.
What exactly happened at the center of the explosion?
Right when everyone was at a loss, the sound of footsteps suddenly resounded, and it approached from the boundless white mist.
"Who?!"
…
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