Chapter 307: You Shameless, Stinking Scoundrel!

Although they did not know why Lanbo had undergone such a change, they subconsciously felt in their hearts that they could not let Su Chen fall into Lanbo's hands.

Natasha and Luo Shen exchanged a glance, then quickly rushed in front of Su Chen, attempting to stall for time.

"Su Chen, run! His goal is you; he is likely an envoy of the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor!"

Luo Shen was sharp and quick-witted; in that instant, she immediately realized why Lanbo was so concerned with Su Chen.

Su Chen gritted his teeth; he had just taken a desperate gamble, and if he didn't find a way to attract Lanbo's attention, Xiaoxian and Yi Zhuyue would likely be exhausted to death by him.

But to act as a deserter now and leave the others here was something he could not do.

He clenched his fists, his eyes nearly splitting, hating that his cultivation could not be higher.

Yet, in just a single moment, Luo Shen and Natasha were defeated by Lanbo and struck to the side, unable to even stand up.

"Next, it is your turn, human."

Lanbo looked at Su Chen gloomily, saying with a meaningful smile, "This seat has never tasted how delicious the blood of a human with a Divine Dragon Martial Soul is; today is your death day."

Just at this moment, Yi Zhuyue raised her sword and slashed toward the back of Lanbo's neck.

But it was quickly dodged by Lanbo.

"If you want to kill Su Chen, you must get past me first."

Yi Zhuyue looked at Lanbo coldly, panting slightly.

Having experienced a long period of high-intensity combat, she was now at the end of her rope; sweat had soaked her clothes, and large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, yet her eyes remained incomparably firm.

"You and I are both envoys of the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor; you clearly know the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor's instructions, so why must you collude with him?"

Lanbo had never wanted to kill Yi Zhuyue, but he also could not understand why she was doing this.

Although they had never met, there were very few people in the Tianxuan Continent who could step into the Half-step Great Emperor realm.

Furthermore, some of Yi Zhuyue's cultivation techniques were unique to the Heavenly Realm, so he had easily guessed her identity.

Hearing this, Yi Zhuyue's small face turned pale as paper; she was not surprised that Lanbo had guessed her identity, but she was now carrying Su Chen's child and was already Su Chen's woman.

"Enough nonsense; my affairs are none of your concern, you piece of trash who only knows how to suck essence and blood."

Yi Zhuyue let out a cold snort, her tongue remaining sharp.

Hearing this, Lanbo smiled sinisterly; he pointed at the fallen Luo Shen before letting his gaze land on Yi Zhuyue's face.

"Originally, this seat wanted to make that woman my Blood Slave, but now it seems that we two are a match made in heaven. If you can abandon Su Chen right now, this seat can reluctantly let you stand by my side; after all, in this Tianxuan Continent, only you are worthy of this seat."

He looked at Yi Zhuyue with a smile, carrying a hint of seduction.

Yi Zhuyue was practically laughed to anger by him; who gave him such confidence? He was just a lovestruck member of the Blood Clan who wouldn't even be fit to carry her shoes in the Immortal World, yet he dared to covet her.

"You are truly daydreaming; you don't even know your own worth, yet you dare to set your sights on me."

Yi Zhuyue's words were merciless, stopping just short of calling Lanbo a monster who only knew how to consume essence and blood.

Lanbo's expression gradually turned dangerous, but he still patiently continued, "This seat is giving you a chance. You should know the consequences of betraying the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor; with your current strength, you are not enough to handle it. Do you really expect to rely on this boy who only has Great Saint Realm cultivation?"

After finishing, he looked at Su Chen with disdain; let alone dealing with the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor, even dealing with him, if he wanted to, he could crush this person with a single finger. "I advise you to clearly distinguish the current situation; after all, you are at least a beauty, and if you were to die just like that, it would be too much of a pity."

Lanbo said with a smile, his gaze lingering unscrupulously on Yi Zhuyue.

"You shameless, stinking scoundrel!"

Yi Zhuyue could not help but snort coldly, "Enough talk; come at me if you dare. If you want to harm Su Chen today, you will have to step over my corpse!"

"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

Lanbo snorted coldly, his patience exhausted. Although he felt some pity for her beauty, having been defied again and again, he had already lost all patience. "Since that is the case, I will let you see how wrong your choice is. When the time comes, this seat will make you kneel on the ground, crying and begging me!"

As his voice fell, the two instantly entangled in battle.

Meanwhile, beyond the mountain peak in the distance, the place was quite picturesque, yet everyone looked somewhat disheveled.

They had originally been resting, but suddenly they felt the aura of a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon in the void, and the four with the highest cultivation realms stood up instantly.

"This is... the King's aura!"

The oldest elder among them said with trembling hands, unable to believe it.

He was the Great Elder of the Dragon Race, Ao Hong.

"That's right, I would never mistake this aura; it is right over there."

Another elder nodded slowly, tears of excitement flashing in his eyes; he was the Second Elder, Ao Meng.

"It should be in the direction of the Holy Mountain. If I remember correctly, that devil is also there. Is our King in danger?"

The Third Elder, Ao Yuan, was filled with joy but also could not help but be deeply worried.

"Our King burned her own essence and blood; could it be to deal with that devil? It looks like she is currently only in her infancy; if this drags on, the probability of her not being able to beat that devil is high."

The Fourth Elder, Ao Fang, could not help but say, wishing he could fly over immediately to bring their King back.

They had indeed originally been at the summit of the Holy Mountain, but during this Blood Moon Night, that devil had suddenly acted as if he had been injected with stimulants and launched an attack on them.

Originally, the four of them plus the other members of the Dragon Race had been able to handle it with ease, but every time they severely wounded Lanbo, he would quickly consume blood to recover to his peak cultivation.

Such repetitive behavior was something no one could endure, so in desperation, they had no choice but to take their clansmen and leave temporarily.

But they had not expected their King to have found her way to the Holy Mountain.

Thinking of this, the expressions of the four were, without exception, grave.

"Our King must not meet with any more trouble."

Ao Hong said in a deep voice, his gaze landing on the remaining dozens of elite Dragon Race soldiers, and he made up his mind, "We are going to bring the King back."

The Dragon Race honored the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon; they had not had a new King for tens of thousands of years. Only with the King's existence could she lead her Dragon Race toward prosperity. No matter what, even if it meant risking their lives, they had to bring the King back.

(End of this chapter)