Chapter 249: Golden Emperor Dragon: Ancient Freak

Facing the blond man's question, which was imbued with boundless authority and oppression.

Ye Wuque's expression remained calm; he did not answer directly, but retorted, "Do you know Ye Zhengrong?"

From the man's startled, unseemly reaction, it was clear he not only recognized his own father, but also seemed… to have some deep entanglement; the instant of fear and awe he showed was far from a façade.

However, the blond man clearly had no intention of answering Ye Wuque's question.

His golden pupils locked onto Ye Wuque, and the shock and doubt in his eyes were swiftly replaced by endless dominance and blazing battle intent!

Boom!

A terrifying aura, like a primordial beast awakening, erupted from the man's body!

It surged vast and mighty, sweeping heaven and earth!

It stirred the ancient Dongfu into a thunderous roar, and the Void seemed to turn into a golden ocean!

Dragon Might boiled around him, like a Golden Sun blazing within the stone cave!

"Won't you speak? Fine!"

The man's voice thundered like a startling lightning, shaking the walls, carrying an unquestionable resolve.

"When I suppress you! One question will reveal!"

Before the words finished, he already struck boldly!

A massive golden hand, covered with fine Golden Dragon Scales, its five fingers hooked, bearing the power to rend sky and split earth, shot out across the air!

Simple, direct, domineering!

There were no fancy variations, only absolute power and speed, as if to cover the universe with a single hand and seize Ye Wuque in the palm!

Where the great hand passed, Space emitted a strained wail, being plowed into a clear vacuum trail; the terrifying might could make countless Heavenly Pride's hearts shatter!

Facing this earth‑shattering strike, Ye Wuque was not startled but delighted; brilliant light burst in his eyes, and he let out a hearty, unrestrained laugh:

"Well struck! Exactly to my liking!"

He had just broken through the eleventh level of Saint King, and was fretting over lacking a suitable opponent to test his soaring strength.

This overwhelmingly powerful, pure‑blood Golden Emperor Dragon was literally the perfect touchstone delivered to his doorstep!

Similarly extending a palm, Ye Wuque's hand was fair and slender, seemingly unremarkable, yet at the moment it reached out, the immense Qi and blood and the terrifying Flesh transformation within erupted explosively, as if the stars of Zhutian were being born and dying between his palm!

Bang—!!!

Two great hands, one golden, one white, collided fiercely without any flourish!

No energy dissipated; all force concentrated at the point of impact!

In the next instant, a visible circular shockwave expanded outward from the two, booming!

Where it passed, the stone walls of the Dongfu, harder than divine gold, were shaved off a thick layer like tofu; the entire cave shook violently, as if it could collapse at any moment!

Deng deng deng!

Two silhouettes simultaneously stepped back, their feet striking the Void, producing a dull sound like war drums; each step rippled the Space.

Ye Wuque retreated five steps, steadied his form, feeling a tingling numbness in his palm, his arm slightly sour, and thought silently, "What a domineering power!"

The blond man also stepped back five steps, flicked his slightly numb Dragon Claw, and for the first time his golden pupils showed clear surprise, staring intently at Ye Wuque, he said gravely, "Your Flesh… is quite extraordinary!"

He could sense that the pure Flesh power within the opponent's palm was in no way inferior to his own Golden Emperor Dragon body that boasts dominance through Flesh!

Ye Wuque steadied his surging Qi, gave a slight smile, and his tone carried a hint of admiration:

"Truly worthy of the Golden Emperor Dragon Clan's Ancient Freak, sealed until now and only just emerged—indeed remarkable."

At a glance he saw that the man was no contemporary of the Dragon Clan; his aura was ancient and weathered, surely a supreme Heavenly Pride sealed in some bygone era.

When Ye Wuque's single sentence exposed his roots, the blond man was unsurprised; at their level, perception is exceedingly keen.

He merely snorted coldly, his surrounding battle intent boiled further, and the wave of his strike grew even more terrifying!

"Roar!"

Dragon Chant thundered across the heavens; as the man's form swayed, Dragon Clan techniques came to his hand effortlessly!

Claws, fists, or tails!

Dragon Claw Hand tore the firmament, the divine Dragon swished its tail sweeping the cosmos, and True Dragon Fist pierced the starry heavens!

Each strike opened wide and closed forcefully, unrivaled in dominance, bearing an invincible will that proclaimed sole supremacy and reshaped the age, fully displaying the Golden Emperor Dragon Clan's combat style!

Ye Wuque's gaze grew solemn, daring not a hint of underestimation.

He could clearly feel that the Golden Emperor Dragon before him was far stronger than Ao Taixu he had met earlier in Suppressing Dragon Valley.

Whether foundation, combat power, battle experience, or the use of divine communication techniques, it had reached an extremely high level, making it one of the strongest peers he had encountered since arriving in Nine Heavens!

"Then, let me show you my current strength!"

Ye Wuque's mind shifted, and the Qi and blood within him erupted like ten million volcanoes simultaneously!

"Undying Immortal Imperial Golden Body… Eighth Turn… Supreme Emperor Descends Dust… Imperial Golden Body, Activate!"

Boom—!

A colossal, indescribable flesh emperor's void shadow manifested behind Ye Wuque, crowned with an imperial crown, cloaked in rosy light, feet treading ten thousand paths, seeming the source of all Flesh and the sovereign of power!

The shadow resonated with Ye Wuque's true body, causing endless golden light to radiate around him, and his flesh power instantly surged to an inconceivable realm!

He chose to meet force with force, strength with strength!

The golden Imperial Dragon Claw and the terrifying great fist, wrapped in imperial Dao aura, collided fiercely again, erupting a roar louder than before!

"True Dragon Battle Heaven Method! Ten Thousand Ages Dragon‑Battling Divine Ability!"

The blond man's complexion grew serious; the flesh phenomenon Ye Wuque displayed made him feel immense pressure.

He let out a long howl, his surrounding Dragon Pattern flashing, and he unleashed the core killing move from the Golden Emperor Dragon Clan's True Dragon Emperor Technique!

His two arms seemed to turn into two genuine primeval ancestor Dragons; Dragon Chant shocked the world, battling heaven and earth, aiming to tear and suppress that flesh emperor void shadow!

"Well timed! Eight Desolates Six Harmonies Emperor God Fist!"

Ye Wuque's black hair surged, his eyes flashed cold lightning; facing this terrifying Dragon Clan Imperial Art, he did not hesitate to employ his own powerful offensive technique!

When the fist is released, its intent vast and sweeping, as if ruling the eight wilds and six directions, sweeping across the Nine Heavens Ten Earths, imperial divine might, tolerates no infringement!

This is the ultimate collision of power with power, a direct confrontation of two supreme offensive arts!