Chapter 123: The Threat of the Slay Dragon King, the Humble Southern King!

Su Yu actually chose to assault the Immaculate Golden Body at this time!

Their pupils trembled instantly.

You should know, the difficulty of the Immaculate Golden Body is ten times greater than the difficulty of going from Ordinary Golden Body to Supreme Golden Body.

If one says, going from Ordinary Golden Body to Supreme Golden Body merely requires sufficient Spiritual Qi.

A little talent is enough to achieve it.

Then, from Supreme Golden Body to Immaculate Golden Body.

Not only does it require a vastly greater amount of Spiritual Qi, but talent must also keep up.

Just the talent requirement alone stops most monsters.

After all, if one can condense an Immaculate Golden Body, they will surely be able to enter the King-Conferred Level Realm.

Therefore, in the outside world, there is another way of speaking about the Immaculate Golden Body.

King-Conferred Foundation!

Even if it's on the College Entrance Exam, once one displays the Immaculate Golden Body, they don't even need to take the exam; the Five Great Academies will directly grant them early admission.

They will also grant you many benefits, just to get you into their academy.

Others beg the academy to accept them, but once one condenses an Immaculate Golden Body, the academy begs you to join.

After all, the saying "King-Conferred Foundation" is no joke.

How many King-Conferred Strong Ones does the Human Race have now?

Absolutely no more than twenty.

Each is a pillar of the Human Race.

Once one becomes a King-Conferred, the benefits are limitless.

Even when facing the Myriad Races, no one dares to act lightly against you.

After all, the cost to kill a King-Conferred Strong One is truly too great.

Of course, except for someone as ruthless as the Slay Dragon King.

That is a powerhouse approaching the ceiling level.

Watching Su Yu's choice, both were stunned.

In their lifetimes, they have never seen anyone successfully forge an Immaculate Golden Body.

Of course, this also has to do with their limited experience.

Nevertheless, in the whole of Daxia, producing one Immaculate Golden Body per year is extremely rare.

And now, Su Yu has chosen to assault!

Instantly, the surrounding Spiritual Qi pool water, as if transformed into a giant dragon, surged into Su Yu's entire body under his control.

The surging Spiritual Qi could easily cause an Organ Tempering Realm expert to spark a new Spiritual Qi seed.

However, after such surging Spiritual Qi flowed into Su Yu's Supreme Golden Body, apart from the brightness becoming slightly brighter,

there were no other changes.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh.

"Condensing an Immaculate Golden Body is truly too difficult; just the resource requirements deter many people. Not to mention other things, just taking the Spiritual Qi pool water as an example, without draining half of it, condensing an Immaculate Golden Body is simply impossible."

Jiang Shang likewise sighed.

"Yeah, the Immaculate Golden Body is truly too difficult; the King-Conferred Foundation is certainly not easy to achieve either."

Jiang Shang shook his head and exchanged a glance with the middle-aged man.

Since there were still more than ten hours left, the two simply sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting for time to arrive.

They did not obstruct Su Yu's idea of assaulting the Immaculate Golden Body.

Actually, deep in their hearts, there also existed a hint of anticipation.

What if...

What if Su Yu really succeeded?

At the same time.

In the Southern Region, a desolate place.

Terrifying auras burst forth between heaven and earth; these auras, merely appearing, could easily crush experts below the Flying Heaven Realm into powder.

Even Flying Heaven Realm experts, facing this aura, retain only a tenth of their strength.

Terror to the extreme.

"Hahaha, old man, after all these years, still this little trick; when I have time someday, I'll come to your demon race and see how many King-Conferred I can kill!"

An arrogant voice echoed in the wasteland.

Instantly, beneath the wasteland, a surging black mist spread.

"Slay Dragon King, you're courting death!"

"As long as you dare come to my demon race, my emperor will surely execute you!"

Within the mist, it seemed as if a creature let out a roar, deafening.

Outside the mist, several figures stood silently, releasing an aura not inferior to the opponent's.

One wore shorts, another flip-flops, holding a big cigar in his mouth, his face filled with a crazy smile.

Another was warm and jade-like, like a graceful gentleman, holding a jade flute, the corner of his mouth bearing a gentle smile.

The last one had a cold expression, clad in black armor, from which emanated a bloodthirsty aura.

Just a glance could make one lose their mind.

"Slay Dragon King, Southern King, Civil King, today my demon race admits defeat; I never expected that a mere Southern War Zone could actually invite the Slay Dragon King himself, it seems the Slay Dragon King does not intend to guard that Central Region."

From within the black mist came a strange voice, different from the one that spoke earlier.

Obviously, among that black mist, there were also different powerful beings hidden within.

Slay Dragon King took a puff of his cigar, revealing his snow-white teeth.

"Hehe, if you have the ability, let those foolish birds of the Divine Race come over; let's see if they dare to come!"

The aura within the black mist paused momentarily, and gazes swept over Slay Dragon King's body.

"Clone!"

A hoarse voice sounded.

"A mere clone actually able to suppress us—looks like the Human Race is about to give birth to another Imperial Realm powerhouse!"

"Hmph! Slay Dragon King, you're lucky!"

Within the black mist, voices rose and fell, continuously clamoring.

Slay Dragon King dug at his ears, cracked open his mouth, and said somewhat irritably.

"Damn it, keep nagging and I'll make sure you never return—do you believe me?"

"Hmph!"

A cold snort came from within the black mist.

"Just wait and see—when you break through to the Imperial Realm, an Emperor will surely take action; the Human Race cannot possibly give birth to a fourth Imperial Realm!"

"Damn it, I've given you face!"

Slay Dragon King suddenly erupted.

He lashed out with a straight sideways kick.

The flip-flop on his foot instantly turned into a stream of light, pouring into the black mist.

At that moment, the ordinary flip-flop seemed to become a deadly weapon, instantly exploding within the black mist.

Boom—!!

A wail came from within the black mist, and strands of black blood fell from the heavens, dripping onto the earth and corroding a large patch of ground.

Beside him, a middle-aged man resembling a scholar had his eyes light up.

"This is king's blood—don't waste it!"

Having said that, he waved his hand, and those black blood strands were directly snatched away by him.

"Slay Dragon King!"

A furious voice came from within the black mist, though obviously much weaker than before.

"You will sooner or later step into the Imperial Realm; when the Imperial Realm Tribulation arrives, that will be your death!"jj. br>

Having said that, the black mist gave Slay Dragon King no chance at all, fleeing swiftly, fearing that his second flip-flop would explode within the black mist.

Slay Dragon King let out a cold snort.

"A bunch of trash, just love to nag!"

Slay Dragon King's sole twitched slightly, and the flip-flop that had just exploded instantly returned intact to his foot.

He looked toward the middle-aged man beside him wearing black armor and said with a smiling gaze.

"Southern King, I've helped you so much—shouldn't you give me a little token of thanks?"

The Southern King gave Slay Dragon King a cold glance and said indifferently.

"Even without you, I could still seal and suppress the Demon Race's kings!"

"Yo yo yo yo, what are you pretending for? I don't even know your abilities yet—when I was made a king, you were still somewhere playing in the mud."

Slay Dragon King said in a sarcastic, tone‑deaf manner.

The Southern King's brows furrowed slightly.

Then Slay Dragon King continued speaking.

"As for that Yun family, you'd better not let me find out you still have ties with them, or I won't mind seeing the Human Race lose one king!"

The Southern King flew into a rage, about to speak, but saw that Slay Dragon King had already vanished at some point.

At that moment, the Civil King walked over with a smiling face, showing a harmless expression.

"Southern King, my master just has a slightly short temper—don't take it to heart."

Upon hearing the Civil King's words, the Southern King's complexion eased a little.

"I naturally won't take it to heart."

The Southern King said smugly.

As a result, the Civil King was heard muttering to himself.

"Besides, my teacher always keeps his word; he said he doesn't mind the Human Race losing one king, and he really will let the Human Race lose one king—anyway, my junior brother is growing up and will become another king, so in the end the Human Race suffers no loss."

"You!"

The Southern King glared at the Civil King.

The Civil King likewise looked over.

He showed a smile.

"It's just one king—at worst I and my teacher will wipe out a clan; those three old fogeys surely won't say anything."

"After all... my teacher is about to undergo the Imperial Realm Tribulation!"

The Southern King's pupils suddenly contracted.

The Civil King looked at the Southern King with a smiling gaze.

"Alright, the sealing matter is settled; I still need to go see my little junior brother, let the second brother meet him first—I, as the eldest, can't fall behind either."

Having said that, the Civil King likewise vanished between heaven and earth.

The Southern King gazed at the desolate heavens and earth before him, fell silent for a moment, then took out a piece of jade from his bosom.

And upon that jade, a message came through.

The Yun family patriarch requests an audience!

Looking at the message above, the Southern King recalled the words just spoken by the Slay Dragon King and the Civil King threatening him, and his expression instantly turned extremely ugly.

"Don't see him!"

The Southern King let out a low growl, crushed the jade slip into powder, and then vanished between heaven and earth.

After the Southern King departed, the figures of the Civil King and the Slay Dragon King reappeared in their original spots.

The two watched the direction the Southern King had gone, and the Slay Dragon King gave a cold snort.

"He's wise to back down; otherwise he'd already be dead!"

The Civil King smiled faintly.

"Alright, Master, those three old fogies are waiting for you to overcome the Imperial Tribulation; if you pass, it's fine, but if you fail, what you owe them might fall on your junior disciple."

The Slay Dragon King said indifferently.

"It's just the Imperial Tribulation; as long as I want to pass, I could do it now—it's just that the timing isn't right yet."

The Civil King looked at the obstinate Slay Dragon King and smiled helplessly.

Then he bowed to the Slay Dragon King.

"Master, I'll go check on my junior disciple first; take care!"

"Go on, go on!"

The Slay Dragon King waved his hand impatiently.

The Civil King rubbed his nose, smiled helplessly, and left.

After everyone had left.

Only then did the Slay Dragon King slowly look up to the heavens above, a strange expression appearing on his face.

"The Imperial Tribulation? This world really is a bit strange; no wonder the boss placed Su Yu here."