Supreme Battle King

Chiang Zhan suddenly threw his head back and laughed, as if he had just heard a huge joke. He even looked at War Dragon Saint with disdain in his eyes.    

"With just you?"    

Chiang Zhan coldly harrumphed. His soul-stirring voice was like a bolt out of the blue, shocking everyone present.    

He had also revealed his tyrannical side. He regarded the second ranked Domineering Heavenly Master Substitute List, the Dragon Clan's War God, and the eight divisions' War Dragon Saint as nothing. There was no words that could describe his invincible and domineering aura.    

The experts of Dragon Clan, as well as all the experts of Dragon Clan, and even some of the Supreme Heavenly Master in the depths of Prehistoric Dragon Palace were deeply shocked by Chiang Zhan's arrogant attitude.    

The bastard child that was born from the union of the Ninth Princess and the human race was simply arrogant and despotic, frenzied and incurable.    

One should know that War Dragon Saint of the eight divisions was the strongest genius of Dragon Clan, and an invincible existence in the world. No ordinary Supreme Heavenly Master would dare to provoke him, otherwise, he would definitely die.    

Such a peerless expert had already stood at the peak of the universe, and his unparalleled divine might couldn't be blasphemed.    

On the other hand, although Chiang Zhan had extraordinary talent and a strong foundation, his overall strength was still terrifying. However, he was only a peak Divine Saint Stage Sixth Layer after all, and even if he could fight against War Dragon Saint of the eight divisions... As for defeating him, there was no hope at all.    

Under such circumstances, Chiang Zhan actually dared to look down on the War Dragon Saint of the eight tribes. What kind of arrogance and ignorance was this?    

All the experts of Dragon Clan felt that Chiang Zhan was dead for sure. They couldn't wait to see the War Dragon Saint of the eight tribes display his peerless divine might and rip this reckless bastard into powder.    

"Blaming the dignity of War Dragon Saint is no different than a moth flying into the flame, seeking its own death. This bastard is destined to die, and he will die an ugly death..."    

Among the experts of the Dragon Clan who admired War Dragon Saint from the bottom of their hearts, some of them sneered. The other experts of the Dragon Clan also revealed gloating expressions.    

"Son Yi, who do you think will win this battle between War Dragon Saint and Chiang Zhan?"    

All the Holy Grade Divine Artifact in the Prehistoric Dragon Palace, deep within the core of the Supreme Divine Artifact Palace, was a chaotic Supreme Divine Artifact Palace. An old man and a young man were sitting upright. The old man was tall and big. He had a strong back and a strong waist, and his long golden hair was hanging loosely on his shoulders. It was as if he was chopping his face with a blade or axe. Two long golden eyebrows flew diagonally to his temples. His eyes, which looked like the scorching sun, were flickering with divine light. It was as if he could see through all the secrets in the universe.    

This old man was not made of flesh and blood, as if he was condensed from energy. However, his body emitted a dragon's might that was like the universe, as if it could crush mountains and rivers, and destroy the universe.    

Sitting opposite of the golden-haired old man was a middle-aged man in a blood robe. He was about thirty to forty years old and also had a tall and straight figure. His facial features were extremely similar to the golden-haired old man's, and the dragon might he emitted was even more powerful.    

Not only that, the middle-aged man in blood robe was sitting there quietly, giving people a feeling that he was above the heavens and earth, capable of calling the wind and calling the rain, and was omnipotent. Even Supreme Heavenly Master seemed to be eclipsed in front of him.    

"Father, War Dragon Saint of the eight tribes has dominated the heavens and slaughtered gods and devils in his entire life. He has won a hundred battles, and no one can defeat him. In our Dragon Clan... Apart from me and some of the old ancestors, no one else can fight him. However, Chiang Zhan wasn't a simple man either. Not only was his strength not inferior to the War Dragon Saint of the Eight Divisions. If Supreme Heavenly Master really started a massacre... This is definitely a huge disaster for our Dragon Clan."    

The blood robed middle-aged man smiled faintly and said, "Besides that, Chiang Zhan has the bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon, the Ancestral Dragon Order, and has cultivated the Ancestral Dragon Seven Styles. His appearance was undoubtedly a great fortune for the Dragon Clan. Perhaps, we can take the opportunity to let Ninth Sister go after what he has done."    

" Sure enough, Little Yi didn't disappoint me. You have full control of the situation. He valued relationships and loyalty, and he took great care of Little Nine. I thank you on behalf of Little Nine's family. In addition, I sent eight divisions of Zhanlong to look for Little Jiu, but they were afraid that something bad would happen to her. He was even more afraid that the Ancestral Dragon Order would be lost. However, the eight divisions, Zhanlong, were filled with love and hate. Capturing Little Nine by force had caused the upper echelons of the Dragon Clan to exert pressure on him. His father had no choice but to imprison Little Nine... “    

The golden-haired old man sighed and continued: "But even though our father and I feel sorry for Xiao Jiu, we still want to let her out. We need to get the approval of all the higher ups of Dragon Clan. Otherwise, when the Ninth Era Great Tribulation is about to descend, it will affect the matter of conquering the Divine Court. The consequences will be unimaginable. "    

"Don't worry father, I know what to do." The middle-aged man said confidently, and then two rays of divine light shone from his eyes as he stared unblinkingly at Chiang Zhan and War Dragon Saint.    

...    

At this moment, Chiang Zhan and the eight War Dragon Saint were in an intense confrontation. Both of them were emitting an invincible aura as they violently collided with each other. The sound of their collision shook the sky and the sound of their collision was as loud as thunder. A super earthquake had taken place in the entire Dragon Realm.    

* Hong! Hong! Hong! *    

The mountains and the earth collapsed, and the sky collapsed. A terrifying force was raging between the heavens and the earth. Any ordinary Supreme Heavenly Master who was in the middle of it wouldn't be able to retreat with his body intact.    

"Chiang Zhan, you are too arrogant. Fine. Today, I will let you know how powerful my eight divisions, War Dragon Saint, are."    

A thunderous roar shook the heavens.    

When the eight divisions heard that Chiang Zhan was looking down on him, they couldn't help but feel angry. Their killing intent surged. They roared and lunged at Chiang Zhan.    

"Eight-section Stupa!"    

A loud bang was heard from the bodies of the eight tribes' War Dragon Saint. Then, a golden light flashed, and a golden pagoda that looked like a metal mountain collided with the sun and moon. It shattered the layers of space and time like rotten wood, and shot towards Chiang Zhan.