Chapter 57 Gu Changsheng VS True Dragon! The Ten Ancient Fiends! The Heavenly Emperor Bell!
Shui Bing'er covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes wide open.
"A... a Title Douluo?"
She broke through?
She didn't do anything, she just stood here and listened to Gu Changsheng talk for a while.
The beautiful woman covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her gaze fixed on Gu Changsheng on the high platform, her eyes filled with awe and admiration.
"That's natural."
Shui Bing'er looked at the figure in white in the distance, feeling nothing but shock.
...
Just then.
Gu Changsheng did not get up and leave.
He remained seated on the golden lotus, his gaze calmly fixed on a patch of empty space to the southeast.
"Since you're here, why hide?"
The sound wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire venue.
Everyone was startled and quickly followed his gaze.
Suddenly, the void began to distort.
Hold head high—!
A high-pitched dragon roar, accompanied by a melodious phoenix cry, instantly resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Immediately afterwards.
Two terrifying beams of light, one gold and one red, shot into the sky, dyeing half the sky with dazzling colors.
The light faded.
Two figures, a man and a woman, stepped out into the air.
The man was dressed in a golden dragon robe, with a majestic figure and a head of golden hair that danced wildly in the wind. There was a vertical dragon scale between his eyebrows, exuding a chilling aura.
The woman was dressed in a crimson phoenix robe and had an extremely hot figure.
The phoenix robe had a very high slit, revealing two long, straight, white legs that were dazzlingly white yet full of powerful lines.
Her face was alluring, with a natural charm and arrogance in her eyes; she was like a burning flame.
The moment the two appeared, the aura of superior predators made many cultivators present feel breathless.
The man's name was Long Aotian.
The woman's name was Feng Wutong.
The current patriarch of the True Dragon Clan and the True Phoenix Clan!
"The Ten Evils of the Primordial Era!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed in surprise.
The sound was like a thunderclap.
Everyone's expression changed.
The Ten Evils of Antiquity.
That was a terrifying legend passed down from the chaotic ancient era.
These are said to be the ten most powerful bloodlines in the world. The ancestors of each clan once fought against immortals, possessing unparalleled physical bodies and combat power sufficient to fight across ranks.
The True Dragon Clan is even known as the leader of the Ten Fiends!
These two actually came together?
...
Douluo Continent, deep within the Star Dou Forest.
The Lake of Life is boiling.
Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena stood on the lake, staring intently at Long Aotian on the screen.
Her body was trembling.
It was a shiver that came from the depths of her soul.
"This... this is a true dragon?"
"How could it be this strong?"
Gu Yuena's face was pale.
She could clearly sense the surging, ocean-like power of qi and blood within the other person's body.
In comparison.
The so-called Dragon God, the Golden Dragon King, and the Silver Dragon King in Douluo Continent are like mudfish encountering a divine dragon from the heavens.
That's an absolute crushing on the level of life!
"Insect..."
"Our proud bloodline is nothing but insects in their presence."
Gu Yuena closed her eyes bitterly.
...
Above the Heavenly Court.
Long Aotian stared intently at Gu Changsheng, his fighting spirit undisguised.
"Long Aotian of the Dragon Clan, together with Feng Wutong of the Phoenix Clan, offer their battle prowess as a gift to celebrate the Heavenly Emperor's birthday!"
"I have heard that the Heavenly Emperor's Sacred Body has been perfected, and his physical body is unparalleled."
"We are two unworthy individuals, but we would like to learn a thing or two from you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire audience erupted in uproar.
Are they here to cause trouble?
Who doesn't know that today is the Heavenly Emperor's birthday banquet? How could these two possibly want to make a move at this time?
Gu Changsheng looked at the two of them, his expression remaining calm.
"Can."
Just one simple word.
It was filled with absolute confidence.
Long Aotian laughed loudly and said no more.
"Excuse me!"
Boom!
He moved.
There were no fancy moves, just pure physical collisions.
He transformed into a golden lightning bolt, instantly traversing a distance of a thousand feet. A fist covered in dragon scales, carrying the power to shatter the void, slammed fiercely towards Gu Changsheng.
This punch was delivered without any restraint.
The space along the way shattered inch by inch, like a mirror, revealing dark void turbulence.
That's incredible!
This is practically a human weapon!
However.
Gu Changsheng sat there without even lifting his eyelids.
Until the fist reached his face.
He slowly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and casually pushed forward.
Bang!
A deafeningly loud bang.
Time stood still.
Long Aotian's punch, powerful enough to shatter stars, was actually caught steadily by Gu Changsheng's fair and jade-like hand.
It didn't budge an inch!
"What?!"
Long Aotian's pupils contracted sharply.
He felt as if he had crashed into an ancient divine mountain. No matter how hard he tried, the other person's palm was as solid as cast iron and unshakeable.
"The physical bodies of the Ten Ancient Fiends are nothing more than this."
Gu Changsheng spoke in a flat tone.
Then.
His palm trembled slightly.
A surge of golden blood energy erupted like a volcanic eruption.
Boom!
Long Aotian felt an irresistible force strike him, and he was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing through several layers of clouds before he could barely regain his footing.
Upon seeing this, Feng Wutong's beautiful eyes were filled with shock.
One move?
So they lost?
Long Aotian is a true dragon!
"I don't believe it!"
Long Aotian roared and burst out of the sea of clouds.
At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked somewhat disheveled.
"True Dragon Treasure Technique!"
He formed a mudra with his hands.
The world changed color.
A golden dragon phantom, tens of thousands of feet long, appeared behind him. The dragon bared its fangs and claws, every scale clearly visible, exuding an aura of world destruction.
At the same time.
He opened his mouth and spat out a piece of bone that was as white as jade.
That was a piece of real dragon bone!
"Those are precious bones left behind by the ancestors of the True Dragon Clan!"
"A murder weapon tainted by great karma!"
"It is said that immortal laws remain on this bone. Without the aid of an ultimate imperial weapon, who can contend with it?"
The knowledgeable old monks cried out in alarm.
No one expected that Long Aotian would even bring out his most treasured possession.
The dragon bone swelled in the wind, transforming into a more solidified true dragon, carrying a desolate, ancient, and domineering will, and pounced towards Gu Changsheng.
This moment.
The heavens trembled.
The audience of Douluo Continent was completely dumbfounded.
The aura emanating from that bone, even through the screen, made them feel as if their souls were about to crack.
"Is this the pinnacle of combat power from that world?"
"Getting tainted by great karma... I don't understand it, but it feels terrifying."
Faced with this fatal blow.
Gu Changsheng finally stood up.
He looked at the approaching phantom of the dragon, his expression remaining completely calm.
"Is this your trump card?"
He gently shook his head.
Then.
He flicked his finger lightly at the large bell that floated above the main hall.
Thump—!
The bells rang again.
But this time, it was no longer the gentle sound of the Dao.
Instead, it was a visible sonic ripple, carrying chaotic energy, spreading outward in a ring.
That's the Heavenly Emperor Bell!
Gu Changsheng's instrument for proving his Dao!
Loving Book So Far? Check Out 40+ Advanced Chapters At PA Treon
patreon.com/IdWin
[end of the chapter]