novelraw Chapter 793 - 453: From the Sun Kingdom_2
Chapter 793 - 453: From the Sun Kingdom_2
Chapter 793: Chapter 453: From the Sun Kingdom_2
After being struck by the hammer, he flew backward like a kite and was cut by the rope. When he struggled to stand back up, his arm hung limply, and a trail of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. His entire body had sustained damage from the hammer, even his internal organs.
"You’re too weak!" Deng Wu laughed as he saw the injuries his opponent suffered after just one exchange. The injured Emperor gritted his teeth, ready to launch another attack. This time, he kept his distance from Deng Wu and hurled Wu Wei’s spheres at him one after another.
Unlike the Emperor, Deng Wu knew he couldn’t move recklessly, as his attacks might harm his companions—something he would never permit.
Suddenly, his energy erupted from his body, forming a massive, scale-like shield. Wu Wei’s spheres struck the shield directly. Tension filled the air. Deng Wu worried his shield wasn’t strong enough to withstand the blows, while the Emperor feared it might hold. A thunderous explosion reverberated, sending dust flying across the floor. Deng Wu was forced to step back three paces, but despite cracks forming on the shield’s surface, it remained solid and steadfast.
"Do you really have time to play games with these kids?" A voice resonated within Deng Wu’s mind, and he immediately recognized Little Dragon’s impatience. He had wasted too much precious Wu Wei, which had taken him years to cultivate.
With a dry chuckle, Deng Wu grinned and directed his consciousness into his Lower Dantian, allowing the dragon to take control of his body.
A shiver ran through his frame, and everyone present was shocked, feeling as if the man before them had suddenly become far more dangerous than before. Even the twin brothers took a step back, astonished by the overwhelming power Deng Wu had unleashed.
"I will make you feel what it means to insult the Divine Dragon, Qinglong," he murmured. His eyes gleamed with an azure blue light, while his hands slowly transformed into Drake’s arms. Sky-blue scales emerged on his forearms, and his fingers morphed into claws. His arms were undeniably far stronger than those of a typical Emperor—powerful enough to rival the primal strength of a Saint.
The Emperors, upon witnessing this transformation, frowned deeply in surprise. A beast shouldn’t be able to change only parts of its body; if he had mixed blood, he shouldn’t have had such control over his form. What kind of extraordinary technique allowed him to alter just his arms?
But Deng Wu paid no attention to their astonishment and immediately launched his assault. His speed had increased manifold, and his strength was terrifying enough that the two Emperors instantly realized they had truly awakened a slumbering dragon. To defend themselves, they suddenly felt shadows looming over them. Less than a second later, the young blue warrior landed beside them, and with a swift motion, his claws tore through two throats. When he leapt back immediately after, his transformation dissipated, and he straightened his body. He appeared the same as before, but his companions would forever remember what they had witnessed today. They finally understood—Deng Wu was indeed a dragon hiding in plain sight.
"Thank you for your assistance," Deng Wu bowed to Little Dragon. However, the dragon inside his Dantian Cave did nothing but smile at him before settling down to refine more energy. Deng Wu had used up a significant portion of the power he had painstakingly gathered. Though it had been necessary, he still felt a hint of frustration and knew he must continue working hard.
Watching the dragon immediately get to work, Deng Wu felt a pang of guilt, knowing he had wasted quite a bit of Wu Wei. Though he was aware Yan Xiaobao had also done the same, Lan Feng had once branded him a wasteful brat. Deng Wu hoped he hadn’t performed worse than Yan Xiaobao in this regard.
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"Do you know the Great Marshall?" A humanoid beast with large eyes asked Sha Yun, the Snake Woman who appeared deep in thought. Seeing that she didn’t seem to hear his question, the beast walked closer, gently tapped her shoulder, and asked again.
"I know him," she replied tentatively. "He’s the one with whom I signed a contract." Her words were blunt, causing most of the people around to gasp audibly. Some among them felt a pang of envy stirred by her declaration.
"If he is your master, why don’t you go help him?" one of them asked sharply, her jealousy evident in her harsh tone. These were people Sha Yun considered her friends, but now, many of them gazed at her with hostility.
Suddenly, a group of men stepped forward, one of them reaching out to gently pat her head. The others shrank back, warily eyeing the expert leader of the group.
"I believe Sha Yun has her reasons. However, she is a beast just like us—who are we to judge her? If you’re so keen on forming a contract with him, why don’t you speak to him about it yourself and sign one?" The man asked, his tone warm and gentle, yet his words were direct.
Although some muttered inaudible words under their breath, they all retreated silently. Seeing their response, the speaker took a step forward. "We should be grateful for Sha Yun’s connection with the Great Marshall. If not for that, the Saints would have pillaged us—they could have easily eradicated us." The man reminded everyone, and the jealous individuals finally began to understand their error. They truly had reason to be thankful to her instead of harboring hostility.