Chapter 92: Furious Strike

Ao Yin's flight speed was extremely fast; a few months later he reached the airspace of the Human Race's Huang Guo.

His massive form was like a cloud that blocks the sun, and in an instant the land of Huang Guo was covered by shadow.

People on the ground looked up in terror, their faces full of shock and dread.

Seeing the reaction of these humans, Ao Yin nodded with satisfaction, a smug smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, exactly like this, you insignificant beings should tremble before my Dragon Race!" His words were full of arrogance, completely ignoring the humans.

However, in reality the ones truly frightened and trembling were mostly other weak species mingling in the crowd.

Although the Human Race was also startled by the sudden massive body, they did not panic excessively.

On the contrary, many stretched their necks, staring tightly at Ao Yin, eyes both wary and curious, trying to judge whether this colossal being was foe or friend.

At that moment, two figures shot upward like rockets—it was Xiao Ling'er and Shan.

Both had reached the Great Luo Realm and bore the responsibility of protecting the Human Race's Huang Guo, so they decisively struck the moment Ao Yin appeared, ready to meet any threat.

"This is the Human Race's Huang Guo; if you come any closer, we will have to act!"

They stared coldly at the gigantic dragon body; flames instantly flared in their hands, and the blazing fire gave Ao Yin a jolt in his heart.

Originally displeased at being sent to contact the Human Race, Ao Yin, seeing the two's hardline attitude, felt his anger flare, almost ready to act immediately.

But recalling Candle Shade Patriarch's command, he could only barely suppress his fury; moments later he assumed human form, looked coldly at the two, and said, "The Human Ancestor's message to you is that the Dragon Race is visiting; let him come out to see me!"

Ao Yin's tone carried unquestionable arrogance, as if ordering subordinates.

Hearing this, Xiao Ling'er and Shan furrowed their brows; such arrogance was nothing like a visit, clearly a warning to the Human Race.

The two said nothing, only fixed their sharp gazes on Ao Yin, their inner spiritual energy circulating rapidly, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

Seeing them remain calm, Ao Yin grew impatient, "Aren't you going to act quickly? Do you not care about the safety of your people?"

These words instead sparked the two's anger; Xiao Ling'er and Shan exchanged a glance, then each took a position on opposite sides.

Two streams of fire shot swiftly toward Ao Yin.

At this moment Ao Yin still stood where he was, looking a bit stunned.

He hadn't expected the opponent to actually dare strike him.

In an instant, the flames completely enveloped him.

When the flames faded, Ao Yin's upper garments were all burned away, revealing skin covered with scales that glittered with a cold light under the sun.

This appearance, though strange, also exuded a strong sense of power.

"You two, you underestimate me too much!" Ao Yin roared angrily, his face full of wrath.

Xiao Ling'er and Shan, witnessing this scene, felt a shock in their hearts.

They hadn't expected this arrogant one to also possess Great Luo-level strength. This discovery instead ignited their fighting spirit.

Since ascending to the Great Luo, the Human Race's status has risen dramatically, with few provocateurs and suitable opponents hard to find. The Ao Yin before them was undoubtedly an excellent challenge.

Their excitement overflowed in words, and this excitement was also noted by Ao Yin.

"Are you two having a brain malfunction?" Ao Yin grew even more incensed, deciding to give these two humans a proper lesson, to make them understand that the Dragon Race's strength is not easily provoked.

Then Ao Yin gave his all, spiritual energy surging around him as he charged at the two. In terms of physical strength, even a joint effort by Xiao Ling'er and Shan could not match Ao Yin.

As the master of the Water Law, even one‑on‑one Ao Yin, relying on his robust physique and the law's power, feared no opponent.

But facing the two's pincer attack, the situation grew complicated. As water and fire collided, a thick mist rose in the sky, shrouding the three figures within.

Xiao Ling'er flashed, appearing behind Ao Yin; the flame in her hand condensed into a massive fist, roaring as it slammed toward Ao Yin's back.

Sensing the rear attack, Ao Yin muttered that it was bad, quickly sidestepping.

Yet when he turned, he found Xiao Ling'er had already vanished.

Just as he was puzzled, the ground violently shook; it turned out Shan was controlling a white giant beast formed from fire, Bai Ze, which leapt up from underground and lunged at Ao Yin.

Ao Yin failed to dodge, was struck hard by Bai Ze, and his body involuntarily flew backward.

Before he could steady his footing, Xiao Ling'er reappeared above him, the flame in her hand again condensing into a huge sword.

It descended swiftly from the sky; the force seemed ready to split Ao Yin in two. Ao Yin felt the high temperature and immense pressure from above, his heart shocked, and he could only cry out, "Not good!"

Shan, watching Xiao Ling'er's sharp attack, thought inwardly, "Impressive," and couldn't help saying to her, "Sister Ling'er, your strength is now above mine again."

He had originally thought he could match Xiao Ling'er, but at this critical moment the gap between them remained obvious.

After the flames faded, Ao Yin looked extremely disheveled; many scales had fallen off, wounds oozed blood that stained his body, and thin white smoke rose from them.

The air was filled with a burnt, charred smell.

Ao Yin looked at Xiao Ling'er and Shan, a flash of red light passing through his eyes, clearly extreme anger, preparing to launch another attack.

At this point, Shan re‑gathered spiritual energy, a new Bai Ze quickly formed and rushed toward Ao Yin.

Simultaneously, Xiao Ling'er did not stop; the flame in her hand continued to dance, ready to launch a new round of offense.

Seeing the reappearing Bai Ze, Ao Yin recalled the terrifying explosion just now, a chill ran through his heart.

He realized that if this continued, he might lose his life here.

Thus Ao Yin decided to hold nothing back and began to unleash his ultimate technique.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a deep‑blue shield materialized out of thin air, its runes flashing with powerful water‑type spiritual energy.

Under the protection of the water spirit energy, Xiao Ling'er and Shan's flame attacks had no effect on him.

Then, with a wave of his hand, a spear wrapped in flowing water appeared in his grasp, which he hurled forcefully, accompanied by a sharp whoosh; the spear collided violently with Bai Ze.

In an instant, a brilliant flash erupted, the spear shattered, and Bai Ze, under the massive impact, turned into a swirl of spiritual energy and vanished into the air.

Seeing Ao Yin respond this way, Xiao Ling'er and Shan were so shocked they could not speak.

"Sister Ling'er, am I seeing correctly?"

"These are all low‑level spirit treasures, after all."

"He uses them so easily; these things disappear after a single use!" Shan's eyes widened like copper bells, his mouth open enough to fit an egg.

Xiao Ling'er, her face full of astonishment, turned to her companion and asked, "How powerful was that Furious Strike just now?"