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Chapter 688 Shi Hao: Dragon liver and phoenix marrow are legendary delicacies!

"Those are people from the Demon Dragon Sect? They've all ignited their divine fires?"

"Is that the one who transformed into a dragon Long Yuan, the young sect master of the Demon Dragon Dao Sect? I heard that he has the bloodline of an ancient demon dragon, and his strength far surpasses that of others of the same level."

"Shi Hao and the others haven't ignited the divine fire yet... This is bad."

"What a pity. That lower realm sin blood has good talent. I thought he would shine in the battle of geniuses, but I didn't expect him to be surrounded and killed so quickly."

"The Demon Dragon Sect has a grudge against Zhu Chen, and they're trying to use his brothers as a scapegoat!"

When gods fight, mortals suffer...

"More than thirty Divine Fire Realm cultivators fighting against a few Venerables is a foregone conclusion; Shi Hao and his group are doomed."

The cult leaders outside the city also saw a scene inside the Immortal Ancient Ruins through the images on the stone tablet.

Some people were gloating, while others were feeling sorry for him.

But no one thought Shi Hao and his group would survive.

After all, there is a vast chasm between the Venerable Realm and the Divine Fire Realm.

Moreover, there are more than thirty people from the Demon Dragon Sect at this moment.

"Hmph~, that lower realm sinner dared to offend my Demon Dragon Dao Sect, this is what happens to him. Once Long Yuan kills him, let's see how arrogant Zhu Chen will be!"

A white-haired elder from the Demon Dragon Sect stood in the crowd, his face full of pride.

Qin Changsheng frowned, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

He looked at Zhu Chen, only to find that Zhu Chen remained calm, even with a faint smile on his lips.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu Chen, aren't you worried?"

Qin Changsheng couldn't help but ask.

Zhu Chen smiled calmly: "What are you worried about? My brother isn't so easily bullied."

Sun Wukong asked curiously, "Brother Zhu, that black dragon seems quite formidable to me. Are your brothers... really capable of handling it?"

Xiao Yan patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder and laughed, "Great Sage, don't worry. Brother Shi Hao never fights a battle he's not sure he can win. Since he's not running away, he must have his reasons."

Zhu Chen then said, "There's no point in saying more. Just keep watching and you'll find out..."

……

at the same time.

Within the ancient ruins of Xian Gu.

Long Yuan, the young master of the Demon Dragon Sect, looked down at Shi Hao and his group with disdain and killing intent in his eyes.

The thirty-odd Divine Fire Realm cultivators he brought had already surrounded Shi Hao and his group.

In his view, the outcome of this battle was not in doubt.

"Shi Hao, kneel down and kowtow to me three times, then hand over the Thunder Emperor Scripture, and I might let you die a quicker death."

Long Yuan's lips curled into a cruel smile: "Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead."

Shi Hao fixed his gaze on him, his eyes showing neither fear nor anger.

He licked his lips, a strange light flashing in his eyes, like a starving ghost seeing a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, his appetite overflowing!

"Drooling?"

Lin Dong stood next to Shi Hao and clearly saw a drop of saliva drip from the corner of Shi Hao's mouth.

He paused for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "Brother Shi Hao, what... what do you want to do?"

Shi Hao wiped his mouth, his eyes fixed on Long Yuan, and murmured, "What a huge black dragon... Braised would be good, steamed would be fine too. Dragon liver and phoenix marrow are legendary delicacies..."

His voice wasn't loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Long Yuan's face stiffened, then he roared in fury, "What did you say? You want to eat me?"

The group of disciples from the Demon Dragon Dao Sect behind him were also stunned:

"You're courting death! How dare a mere ant at the Venerable Realm disrespect the Young Sect Master!"

"Was he scared out of his wits by us?"

"Who cares if he's stupid or not, kill him!"

Long Yuan waved his hand and roared, "Charge! Kill all these arrogant fools!"

"Yes!"

Two experts at the Divine Fire Realm made the first move, summoning two divine swords that transformed into two silver sword lights, slashing straight at Shi Hao.

In their view, with the suppression of their cultivation level, their sword strikes would be enough to cleave Shi Hao in two. However, facing the sword light slashed by these two Divine Fire Realm cultivators, Shi Hao did not retreat, nor did he even dodge.

He simply raised his right hand, extended two fingers, and gently caught one of the flying divine swords.

"--clang!!!"

A metallic clanging sound rang out.

The divine sword was firmly held between his two fingers and could not be moved at all.

The demonic dragon disciple who made the move had a drastic change in expression.

He desperately tried to channel his spiritual power to retrieve the divine sword, only to find himself like a dragonfly trying to shake a pillar, unable to budge it even an inch.

"how is this possible?"

The man was terrified.

"nothing is impossible……"

Shi Hao glanced at him, then gently bent two fingers.

There was a "click" sound.

He actually broke that divine sword in two!

"you……"

The dragon disciple's eyes widened instantly.

Shi Hao didn't give him a chance to react, raising his hand and slapping him across the face.

"—Smack!!!"

A crisp sound.

The disciple was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, tumbling more than a dozen times in the air before crashing heavily onto the stone steps.

When he stood up again, his face was swollen like a pig's head.

Several teeth had fallen out, and his mouth was full of blood; it was a gruesome sight.

The other disciple who made the move also met the same fate.

Shi Hao turned around and delivered another resounding slap.

"—Smack!!!"

The disciple was also sent flying by the slap, spinning three times before collapsing to the ground, bruised and swollen, unconscious.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

The disciples of the Demon Dragon Sect stared at this scene in disbelief, their eyes filled with shock.

Two experts at the Divine Fire Realm were like helpless children in front of Shi Hao, knocked unconscious by two slaps.

"This...how is this possible?"

An elder from the Demon Dragon Sect cried out in disbelief off-screen.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

You should know that those disciples who participated in the Three Thousand Provinces Genius Battle were all experts whom the Demon Dragon Dao Sect had devoted all their efforts to cultivating.

I never expected to be slapped unconscious like that.

I doubt many people would believe this if I told them.

In front of the stone tablet, the other cult leaders also erupted in a commotion.

"Shi Hao hasn't even ignited his divine fire yet, so how could he easily defeat a master of the Divine Fire Realm?"

"It must be his physical body... His physical body has just been tempered by the True Fire of the Great Dao, so it must have become even more terrifying!"

"It seems the Demon Dragon Sect has bitten off more than they can chew..."

"This Demon Dragon Sect is used to being arrogant and domineering, and this time they deserved it..."

Listening to the discussions around me.

The elders of the Demon Dragon Sect gritted their teeth, their faces ashen, wishing they could rush into the secret realm and kill Shi Hao immediately.

They thought that it was a sure thing for Long Yuan to lead his men to ambush and kill Shi Hao, but they didn't expect that Shi Hao would teach them a lesson as soon as they started fighting!

Moreover, they were defeated in such a humiliating way.

If word gets out, how will their Demon Dragon Sect save face?

...(End of this chapter)