Chapter 1703: Ao Min's Revenge

When Ao Min's vicious words, brimming with violence and resentment, reached her ears, fury immediately rose on Zhen Linshuang's proud cheeks; her ten fingers clenched tight, terrifying power rippled out, causing the void to emit a wailing sound of shattering.

"Ao Min, don't go seeking your own death!" Zhen Linshuang's voice was like ice shards, giving one a piercing chill, while at the same time a terrifying killing intent also spread out.

Clearly, Ao Min's utterly wanton offensive words had thoroughly crossed her bottom line.

"I'd like to see how long you can keep that stubborn mouth of yours."

Ao Min paid no heed whatsoever to Zhen Linshuang's threat; instead he stepped forward, walking toward her one step at a time.

Zhen Linshuang gritted her teeth and threw a punch; the void shook violently, a fleshly power capable of destroying heaven and earth condensed—but just as this power was being driven forth, dark-red flames suddenly surged out from within Zhen Linshuang's body.

These dark-red flames contained a bizarre power, directly eroding Zhen Linshuang's flesh and blood from inside her body, causing her entire being to become extremely scalding and burning hot.

Streaks of bizarre, bewitching dark-red light patterns, like chains, drilled out from her flesh and blood, branding themselves onto Zhen Linshuang's Bai Xi skin, blindingly glaring.

A pained muffled grunt escaped Zhen Linshuang's red lips; the bizarre dark-red flames burning within her body actually forcibly dissolved her Heavenly Dragon power, causing her terrifying strength—enough to blast apart a stretch of heaven and earth—to grow feeble.

A punch thrown only stirred up ripples in the void.

Zhen Linshuang's arrogant, fierce pretty face instantly became extremely unsightly; she raised her head in fury, staring at the blood-moon giant pupil that had appeared above the Dragon Domain, the fury in her eyes seeming as if it would tear the other apart.

Looking at Zhen Linshuang's such wretched state, a tide of delight instantly welled up in Ao Min's heart, because for all these years, he had dreamed of seeing this very scene.

"Clan Leader, stop forcing yourself. For the sake of this scheme, I have endured humiliation and carried heavy burdens for so many years—how could I possibly give you any chance to turn things around?"

"You've absorbed too much contaminated ancestral blood; now the 'Lust Poison' within you has taken deep root. Moreover, this Lust Poison was specially refined for you by the 'Joyful Lust Demon King.' For today's scheme, we have truly spared no effort."

"This Lust Poison will give birth to Joyful Demon Flame; this fire targets fleshly power above all else, so the more you drive your Heavenly Dragon power, the more intense the Joyful Demon Flame within you will become, until it drowns your reason completely."

"So, don't struggle."

Ao Min stood before Zhen Linshuang, then crouched down, and slowly extended a palm covered in black dragon scales, pinching toward Zhen Linshuang's Bai Xi chin.

Seeing Ao Min's filthy hand reaching toward her, Zhen Linshuang's gaze suddenly turned fierce; she actually bit her tongue tip hard, a surge of intense pain came, a drop of Heavenly Dragon essence blood was activated, transforming into a purple-golden dragon-blood arrow, which at unimaginable speed blasted directly toward Ao Min's head.

Zhen Linshuang's sudden burst of killing intent also startled Ao Min, but he had after all not completely let down his guard, so his body let out a roar as he abruptly shot up several zhang.

Thus the purple-golden blood arrow, originally blasting toward his head, struck his chest instead.

Boom!

The void shattered; Ao Min's body tumbled back in a wretched state, a hideous blood hole appearing on his chest, the organs within shattered by the force carried on the blood arrow.

Puchi!

Ao Min crashed to the ground, a mouthful of fresh blood spraying wildly out; his face twisted in agony as he slowly crawled back up, the flesh on his chest writhing at a speed visible to the naked eye, displaying extremely powerful fleshly strength.

Clearly, as a peak Three-Crown King-tier powerhouse, although Ao Min's fleshly body was not as formidable as Zhen Linshuang's, it was not to be underestimated.

"So painful, I almost got counter-killed by you." Ao Min revealed a hideous grin; he hadn't expected that Zhen Linshuang, fallen into such a desperate situation, could still mount such a terrifying counterattack.

However, the more frantically Zhen Linshuang activated her Heavenly Dragon bloodline, the more grievous the price she paid at this moment.

Sure enough, as Zhen Linshuang unleashed this Heavenly Dragon blood arrow, her body also trembled violently; dark-red flames kept spreading out from her flesh and blood, the agony brought by the searing flames caused Zhen Linshuang to bend over in pain, prostrating herself on the altar.

With her realm and strength, looking over the present world, few could restrain her—but it just so happened that the one who struck at her was the Joyful Lust Demon King.

If it were a direct confrontation, Zhen Linshuang did not fear this "Joyful Lust Demon King," but precisely because of Ao Min's scheme, she had been subjected to a covert attack, and the Joyful Demon Flame had been planted within her body.

As a result, the fleshly power she relied on had been entirely shackled by the other.

Although Ao Min had taken that ambush strike from Zhen Linshuang, and although his powerful fleshly body's recovery ability had repaired the blood hole in his chest, his complexion had clearly still turned a shade paler, which filled him with considerable shock and fury.

So Ao Min's figure flashed, appearing before Zhen Linshuang; with a cold expression he kicked out, terrifying force shattering the void, then landing on Zhen Linshuang's lower abdomen.

Boom!

Yet this kick, powerful enough to blast an ordinary One-Crown King apart on the spot, only sent Zhen Linshuang's body flying, while a trace of blood appeared at the corner of her red lips.

This alone was enough to reveal just how tenacious and terrifying Zhen Linshuang's fleshly body was.

"Heh, truly worthy of a Heavenly Dragon body, really takes a beating." Feeling the rebounding force transmitted through his toes, Ao Min said with a hint of envy and jealousy.

Zhen Linshuang's silver-white long hair was somewhat disheveled, which diluted her proud temperament considerably, but her eyes still stared at Ao Min icily, without any retreat or softening.

"Ao Min, you're only fit for these despicable tricks. You say I've looked down on you from beginning to end—you're right, I do look down on you, because I've seen through the rotten roots in your bones. You're dark and cowardly, short-sighted and hypocritical. Your achievements today don't rely on yourself either. You say I've treated you like a dog, but do you think you'll be any better in the eyes of the Guiyi Society?"

"If you had faced me head-on and spoken of the hatred in your heart, I would still have admired your boldness and wildness and held you in higher regard. But in the end, you only dared to scheme in secret like a rat in a gutter. After today, your Black Dragon clan will be dragged down by you and spurned by the entire Dragon race!" Zhen Linshuang's gaze at Ao Min was full of contempt.

And her contemptuous gaze caused Ao Min's eyes to turn thoroughly dark. He had always felt that, for him, Zhen Linshuang's wordless contempt was even more lethal than her fleshly power.

"Spurned?"

"Then tell me—if a Black Dragon bloodline were born from you, a noble Heavenly Dragon, would it receive the same spurning?" Destruction and brutality rising in his eyes, Ao Min slowly walked toward Zhen Linshuang.

Hearing this, a shade of pallor could not help but appear on Zhen Linshuang's proud face; deep within her eyes, a rare flicker of fear passed through. Giving birth to a Black Dragon bloodline that she regarded as lowly—this was, for her, harder to accept than death.

But Ao Min clearly understood this point as well, so he intended to take revenge on her in this most vicious way.

"Haha, Zhen Linshuang, you're finally afraid. Who would have thought that the lofty Heavenly Dragon Clan Leader would also feel fear!" The fear that flashed through Zhen Linshuang's eyes was also detected by Ao Min, and he immediately couldn't help but let out a vicious laugh, his large hand roughly reaching toward Zhen Linshuang's face.

However, just as Ao Min was about to touch Zhen Linshuang, an untimely light cough suddenly rang out from the gloomy Dragon Abyss.

This light cough was not loud, but it was like a thunderclap, causing the expressions of both Zhen Linshuang and Ao Min on the altar to change abruptly.

Only, the former was wild with joy, while the latter was dark and grim.

Their gazes both turned toward the direction from which the cough had come, and then they saw a young figure, wearing a strange expression, slowly walk out from the darkness and land on the altar.

"I say..."

His gaze swept over the two of them, then he slowly spoke.

"You Dragon race folks—do you always play this rough?"