Chapter 423: The Power of the Seven Dragon Crystals—Is This All the Strength You Have to Show Off?

Long Ao summoned the power of the Seven Dragon Crystals, stacking them with the True Dragon Great Art.

With his late-stage True God realm cultivation base, he could even challenge higher-ranked opponents, threatening prodigies at the True God realm's minor peak.

But unfortunately, he faced Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao's own strength was formidable, and he too possessed the ability to challenge higher realms.

Thus, Long Ao's hope of overcoming a stronger opponent was nearly impossible.

Boom!

Dragon qi and thunderous energy surged; both men unleashed Great Arts, their fluctuations drowning the surrounding heavens and earth.

In the violent collision, Long Ao was flung backward like a cannonball, spitting out a stream of blood shimmering with seven hues.

His eyes bulged, fixed on Jun Xiaoyao as if witnessing the most unbelievable thing in the world.

As a forbidden first-generation descendant of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, who had never known defeat, he had been wounded and spat blood in the very first clash with Jun Xiaoyao.

To him, this was utterly inconceivable.

Not just him—even the prodigies from the outside world drew sharp breaths, their eyes filled with shock.

Perhaps the ancient immortals did not grasp the full extent of Long Ao's reputation.

But these outside-world prodigies knew well.

He could rightly be called the most prominent prodigy of his generation.

Yet this top-tier first-generation prodigy had been struck into spitting blood by Jun Xiaoyao's single strike.

If not for seeing it with their own eyes, who would believe it?

Princess Long Ji's beautiful eyes flickered with a hint of surprise.

If Jun Xiaoyao could kill Long Ao outright, it would save her the trouble.

Ao Luan's expression showed a trace of tension.

"No… no, Young Master Long's strength is supreme; he won't lose so easily," Ao Luan whispered to reassure herself.

Long Ao wiped the blood from his lips, his golden dragon eyes cold as he stared at Jun Xiaoyao.

Around him, seven-colored dragon qi swirled, his wounds healing at an astonishing speed.

Yet even so, he had lost great face.

"Jun Xiaoyao… you seek death!" Long Ao's brows shot up in fury.

To be struck into spitting blood in one blow—this was utterly unacceptable to Long Ao's proud and defiant nature.

Long Ao struck again; seven Dragon Crystals faintly manifested from within his body.

Each Dragon Crystal represented the legacy of a powerful Ancestral Dragon Nest ancestor.

Now, the power of all seven Dragon Crystals converged upon Long Ao.

His aura surged sevenfold.

The magical energy fluctuation was now comparable to that of a minor peak prodigy in the True God realm!

"So powerful—Long Ao truly has the ability to challenge higher realms."

Seeing Long Ao's surge in power, all outside-world prodigies and ancient immortals gasped in awe.

"Perhaps Long Ao can even duel Jun's divine heir for hundreds of rounds," someone predicted.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze settled on Long Ao, watching the seven Dragon Crystals within him, his eyes flickering with interest.

"Not a bad opportunity," Jun Xiaoyao murmured with a light smile.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's gaze—as if sizing up prey—Long Ao's rage boiled over.

No one had ever dared treat him as prey.

"Jun Xiaoyao, die!"

Long Ao reached out, unleashing the power of the Seven Dragon Crystals, forming a seven-colored dragon spear whose tremors were overwhelming, its might boundless, piercing straight toward Jun Xiaoyao.

The void itself seemed ready to be pierced through by the seven-colored dragon spear.

This move was astonishing—even some late-stage True God realm ancient immortals felt a chill run down their spines.

If they faced this strike, even a moment's carelessness would bring grave injury.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao remained calm, casually reaching out, summoning the Heavenly God Spear, which clashed with the seven-colored dragon spear.

The void trembled again; Long Ao was thrown back once more.

His face darkened as he began manipulating the seven Dragon Crystals.

Within him, one golden Dragon Crystal ignited, radiating divine light.

A dragon's roar echoed; golden light blazed across heaven and earth, forming a vivid golden dragon phantom, scales clearly defined, lifelike.

"The Golden Dragon's Dragon Crystal!" Nearby, Princess Long Ji's eyes gleamed.

The seven attribute Dragon Crystals Long Ao had assimilated were all different, each controlling distinct elemental forces.

This was precisely what made Long Ao so formidable.

As the Golden Dragon Crystal was activated, the void filled with boundless geng metal energy.

The Golden Dragon commanded metal force; with the Golden Dragon Crystal activated, Long Ao naturally gained control over this power.

Countless golden dragon swords coalesced from the dragon's shadow, eventually forming thousands, all slashing toward Jun Xiaoyao in unison.

Geng metal energy surged, filling the heavens with razor-sharp sword qi.

Jun Xiaoyao pointed his fingers as a sword, unleashing the Killing Immortal Sword Art; sword qi erupted, manifesting the scene of fallen immortals and gods.

Above the heavens, sword qi crisscrossed and vibrated.

Thousands of sword qi were instantly erased by Jun Xiaoyao's single strike.

Long Ao activated another Dragon Crystal.

A crimson Dragon Crystal within him ignited.

With a deafening dragon roar, a fiery dragon phantom appeared, its entire body wreathed in flames.

This was the Crimson Dragon's Dragon Crystal.

Instantly, oceans of fire surged, engulfing the sky.

Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand casually; magical energy rippled like wind, parting the sea of flames.

"Flame Dragon Furnace!"

Long Ao controlled the Crimson Dragon Crystal; the crimson dragon phantom coiled in the void, transforming into a furnace capable of melting heaven and earth, descending to crush Jun Xiaoyao.

If trapped within this press, even a late-stage True God realm prodigy would be instantly incinerated to ash.

Jun Xiaoyao reached out one hand; a black devouring vortex appeared in the void.

The vortex, like a black hole, swallowed the surrounding sea of fire—and the Flame Dragon Furnace—dissolving them entirely.

Long Ao let out a clear cry, activating all seven Dragon Crystals in succession.

Different attribute Dragon Crystals were triggered.

Instantly, the entire Dao Lake filled with winds, rains, thunder, fire, and ice.

This overwhelming power shook all around.

"No wonder he's the Ancestral Dragon Nest's forbidden first-generation—seven Dragon Crystals on his body, who can stand against him?" a prodigy marveled.

Long Ao didn't even need to unleash his ultimate trump card—the Emperor Dragon Blood; with just the seven Dragon Crystals, he could sweep the entire Immortal Realm.

Jun Xiaoyao's entire form was completely submerged in the elemental tide.

"Heh… Jun Xiaoyao, your legend ends here!" Long Ao sneered.

He had absolute confidence in his strength; now, all seven Dragon Crystal energies were fully unleashed.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao didn't die, he'd surely suffer grave injury.

Just as Long Ao imagined this outcome—

A light laugh echoed from within the elemental tide.

"Long Ao, is this your full strength? How dare you show your face?"

Hearing the voice, Long Ao's pupils shrank sharply.

He looked—and froze in shock.

There stepped Jun Xiaoyao, strolling out of the destructive elemental tide as if taking a leisurely walk.

He hadn't used any defensive measures—merely stood with his hands behind his back, stepping forward calmly.

All flames, thunder, ice, and lightning dissolved automatically upon nearing within ten zhang of Jun Xiaoyao, melting like snow!

Magical energy immunity!

All arts fail to touch him!

Jun Xiaoyao moved like a sovereign of heaven and earth, serene and composed!

The elemental tide around him turned to nothingness.