dognovel Chapter 1264 If I Had a Year!
Chapter 1264 If I Had a Year!
"Even though I have fallen from the Emperor Realm and my demonic power is reduced to less than a hundred percent, I am still invincible like a god to you. You dare to resist? You are dreaming!"
The ancestral dragon soared high into the sky, its enormous demonic body resembling a divine palace, surrounded by crimson clouds and radiance like a demonic river, dominating heaven and earth.
The crowd fell silent, trembling, their will to resist vanished in an instant.
"It's your turn!" Seeing the myriad demons fall silent, the Flood Dragon Ancestor turned its dragon head, stared at Xiao Chen with a fierce glint in its eyes, and slapped out with its claw.
Crimson clouds surged, and a colossal dragon claw, as large as a mountain, swept across the sky. Wherever it passed, the void trembled, and the world fell silent—it was utterly terrifying!
Flames and demonic energy swept through the sky, leaving behind crimson afterimages.
In an instant, the dragon's claws struck.
Xiao Chen's expression changed drastically. Even from a distance, he could feel the immense ferocity emanating from that claw. He moved sideways with his sword, activated the Wind Concealment Technique, and transformed into the wind, quickly dodging to the side in an attempt to avoid the Jiaozu's fatal blow.
However, what kind of being is the Dragon Ancestor? Its ferocious power covers the nine heavens!
Having exhausted his Yuan energy, Xiao Chen had already lost his previous extreme speed and was no match for the Dragon Ancestor's claw!
boom!
The giant claw swept through the air like a divine mountain charging forward, surrounded by crimson clouds. With a single strike, it sent Xiao Chen flying as if swatting a fly demon.
Xiao Chen felt an immense force surge through him, as if his body had been slammed by an ancient, ferocious beast. His bones cracked and popped, and he coughed up blood, flying back a thousand meters.
boom!
Pebbles flew everywhere, and dust billowed.
Xiao Chen shot out like an arrow, leaving a black afterimage in the void before crashing heavily into a majestic mountain, sending countless pebbles flying and embedding themselves deep within it.
Blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth, countless bones in his body were broken, and he was weak and on the verge of death.
The demonic power of the Jiaozu was too terrifying. Xiao Chen, whose Yuan energy was exhausted, was almost killed by this attack!
"Is that all you've got? Why don't you strike again?" The Flood Dragon Ancestor's body turned slightly red, and with a surge of demonic light, he crossed the void and appeared in front of Xiao Chen like a ghost. He stretched out a dragon toe and pressed it firmly against Xiao Chen's chest.
The dragon's claws were so enormous that if they were to come into contact with them, they could easily cover a millstone.
At this moment, she pointed at Xiao Chen, who had already taken on a demonic form, matching the size of his body, and then unleashed her violence.
The demonic glow, like a sharp sword, pierced Xiao Chen's chest little by little.
Gonggong's divine armor glowed, filled with terrifying runes, forming a light barrier that fiercely resisted and protected Xiao Chen.
However, although the Gonggong Divine Armor is a quasi-Emperor artifact, it still requires the spiritual energy of its master to activate it.
Xiao Chen is now too weak to provide power to the divine armor, which operates entirely on its own based on its instinct to protect its master.
"Peerless divine armor, indeed extraordinary. Even at this level, it still loyally protects its master. It's just a pity that the master is too weak, causing the divine armor to be covered in dust!" The Flood Dragon Ancestor murmured, and the light between its toes shone brightly, shattering the light barrier, penetrating the divine armor, and entering Xiao Chen's chest.
With a soft "poof," the demonic light pierced Xiao Chen's flesh, and blood flowed freely.
The Gonggong Divine Armor was made of hard material, which the Jiaozu could not damage, but it could penetrate it with demonic power and enter Xiao Chen's body, causing damage to him.
Of course, the reason why the Jiaozu was able to achieve this was entirely because of his profound cultivation, having reached the Emperor Realm and possessing great supernatural powers.
An ordinary king could never achieve this.
With a sharp hiss, a crimson light, like a sword, pierced Xiao Chen's flesh, passed through his shoulder, and penetrated deep into the mountainside. Crimson blood dripped continuously, staining the mountain wall.
Xiao Chen's face was ashen, and he coughed up blood continuously. His consciousness was on the verge of collapse, but his will was firm, and he never gave up even when he was in dire straits.
Faced with the overwhelming power of the Flood Dragon Ancestor, Xiao Chen unleashed the Diamond Sutra, his body radiating golden light, accompanied by the murmuring of Buddhist chants. His majestic appearance was dignified, with a hundred-foot-tall golden body appearing above his head and his body covered in ancient armor, attempting to resist the Flood Dragon Ancestor.
"Another supreme treasure technique!"
Just how many terrifying supernatural abilities does this young man possess?
"It's a pity that the difference in their cultivation levels is too great; even with unparalleled supernatural powers, it's useless!"
All living beings were amazed. Since Xiao Chen appeared, unparalleled magical techniques have appeared one after another, like an endless abyss, seemingly bottomless.
"The Immortal Scripture, at your age, you have actually mastered an Immortal Scripture to such an extent. You are truly a prodigy. It's just a pity that a young genius whose wings are not yet fully grown is still as weak as an ant in front of a true powerhouse!"
The Flood Dragon Ancestor was horrified. Its eyesight was extraordinary, and it could tell at a glance that this ancient scripture was a legacy of immortals. The hundred-foot-tall golden body in the void concealed the image of a mountain-shaking immortal. The Flood Dragon Ancestor was extremely shocked and could not believe that a young man who had only just reached the age of twenty could actually master multiple techniques and had even cultivated an immortal scripture to such a level. However, its killing intent was already made up, and it had no intention of leaving Xiao Chen a way out. Even if Xiao Chen might be related to immortals, so what? In any case, it was about to be annihilated!
A dazzling demonic light shone, and the Vajra Divine Light shattered inch by inch. The hundred-foot golden body summoned by Xiao Chen dissipated slowly like smoke and clouds.
puff!
Xiao Chen coughed up blood again. The Diamond Sutra was an ancient and unparalleled scripture that could defend against all dangers in the world. However, the Flood Dragon Ancestor was too strong and crushed everything with his absolute power, shattering the Diamond Divine Light.
"Do you still have any tricks up your sleeve? I'll give you the chance to use them one by one!" The Flood Dragon Ancestor said coldly, his huge dragon head lowered, looking down at Xiao Chen from his high position. His two blood-moon-like demonic eyes were cold and desolate, full of mockery and disdain.
At this moment, Xiao Chen felt utterly hopeless and powerless.
Even though he progressed rapidly, he broke through the King's Gate and reached the second level of the King Realm shortly after entering the battlefield of gods and demons. He was invincible among his peers and possessed the power to fight against those of other realms. Among his peers, he was a rising star.
But in the face of a true old monster, he was still no match for him; he was far too inferior.
"If I hadn't been born into the mortal world and been limited by spiritual energy, my Martial God Body would never have been able to reach a minor level of mastery, and I wouldn't be able to activate my Martial God True Body today!" Xiao Chen lamented. If his Martial God Body had been at a minor level of mastery, he could have activated his Martial God True Body, unleashed the power of the Overlord and the Earth-Shattering Force, and combined the True Demon. Even if it were the Flood Dragon Ancestor, he would have been able to defeat him.
Although the true form of the Martial God will not raise one's realm, it can ignite the blood of the Martial God, activate the Martial God power hidden within the body, and maximize one's combat power to an unimaginable level.
Unlike the Primordial True Demon, the power source of the Martial God True Body comes entirely from Xiao Chen himself and can last for a long time. Although there is a cooldown period, it will not cause weakness.
Unfortunately, the Martial God's body is too extraordinary, and the mortal world is simply unable to sustain it. Unless he reaches the Spirit Realm, he will never achieve anything!
"What? Out of tricks? Weren't you so arrogant? Come on, let's keep fighting!" the Flood Dragon Ancestor said coldly, his demonic toes stretching forward, and the demonic light instantly surged, piercing through the mountain wall and penetrating Xiao Chen's flesh and blood again, causing Xiao Chen to be in excruciating pain.
"Old dragon, do you feel a sense of accomplishment in bullying the weak? If I weren't still a teenager with a short time to cultivate, give me ten years and I would kill you like a dog!" Xiao Chen was very tough. Even when facing death, he did not back down. He spat out a mouthful of blood and stared coldly at the dragon ancestor.
The Dragon Ancestor's expression changed, and a solemn look appeared on his majestic dragon head. His eyes suddenly turned fierce, as if a sore spot had been hit, and he was extremely angry.
Dragons are arrogant and aloof, and have always regarded humans as ants.
Even the Dragon Ancestor, who hated Xiao Chen to the core, had to admit that Xiao Chen was right.
Throughout countless ages, the Dragon Ancestor had never seen such a person of extraordinary talent and brilliance.
If given ten years, Jiao Zu might not have been able to defeat Xiao Chen in today's battle.
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in this world.