The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 1296: Arriving Domineeringly

A streak of red light descended from the heavens, so fast that it rubbed against the void, igniting flames.

The void sank downward, stirring up a thousand whirlwinds, lifting rolling clouds of dust into the sky.

"Who’s there?!"

The Prince Black Jiao Dragon let out a thunderous roar, raising a fist to manifest the Azure Dragon Dharma Laksana. With a fierce shout, he pounded upward against the oppressive force from the sky.

With a deafening boom, the heavens seemed to collapse, and the earth shattered.

The clash of two immense forces caused the ground within a ten-thousand-meter radius to crack and cave in.

The bones in the Prince Black Jiao Dragon’s arm audibly snapped under the raw force; his arm was broken, and he was driven three meters into the ground.

Those nearby were explosively flung away.

Those farther away felt their flesh burn painfully, hastily mobilizing their Essential Qi to shield themselves.

The crowd was terrified by the overwhelming presence, their faces paling as a murderous aura surged forth, as though a god of slaughter had descended to the mortal realm.

The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing an empty space in the center.

Long Fei appeared before everyone, holding Wang Xiaoya in his arms.

Chu Feng and his group emerged behind him, surrounding and protecting Yu Ping and Jiu Ge in the center, their faces filled with righteous fury as they scanned the crowd.

The ancient, indomitable dragon sinews binding Wang Xiaoya were seized by Long Fei’s hands and torn apart with a visceral snap, reduced to several fragments with a single pull.

"How could this be?!"

Prince Black Jiao Dragon was startled, unable to believe Long Fei’s sheer might.

These ancient dragon sinews, capable of binding Jiao Dragons within the seas, had been so easily torn apart?

What he saw was simple, yet he did not know that Long Fei had wielded the flames of the Kylin and the Vermilion Bird in his hands,

using the ferocity of the Azure Dragon and the killing technique of the White Tiger to form a Dharma Seal that tore the dragon sinews into fragments.

Ji Haotian was so frightened that he had retreated far away, completely surrendering the situation to Prince Black Jiao Dragon.

Prince Black Jiao Dragon consumed a Pill, reattaching his broken arm with a stretch, and coldly challenged Long Fei, "So you’re Long Fei?"

"That’s me!"

Long Fei’s face was cold as steel, emanating murderous intent. Those who dared bully his woman—even if they were the Heavenly King himself—would drink blood this day.

He handed Wang Xiaoya over to Chu Feng and his companions for protection and then strode toward Prince Black Jiao Dragon.

With each step he took, the void seemed to tremble in response.

Prince Black Jiao Dragon’s face turned icy as he snarled, "You know full well what havoc you’ve wrought in the outside world. Today, not only will I dishonor your woman, but I’ll dismember you piece by piece, smashing your corpse to avenge my South Sea Sect."

During the battle at Fangzhang Island, a member of the Ocean Clan had fled here and recently found Prince Black Jiao Dragon, reporting the tragedy of Fangzhang Island to him.

The Second Prince was so furious he vomited blood and was preparing to exact vengeance when someone divined Long Fei’s current location: Chang’an Academy in this realm.

The Fangzhang Island of the South Sea had already planned to send representatives here.

With the Ghost Emperor Palace opening its gates, not only were representatives of Fangzhang Island inbound, but the other two Immortal Islands were also sending people.

Among the gathered crowd, there were already individuals from the other two Immortal Islands.

Yet the Three Immortal Islands overseas rarely interacted closely.

As a result, the overseas cultivators only watched the spectacle from the back, not interfering for now.

Long Fei disdainfully stared at Prince Black Jiao Dragon, steadily walking toward him. His voice was frigid as he said, "If you seek revenge, come find me openly and honorably. I might even see you as a man. But stooping to ambushing a woman? I can only see you as a despicable wretch lower than a beast."

"You’re far too arrogant!"

Prince Black Jiao Dragon roared, pulling no punches as he unveiled his most prized magical treasure.

During the Ancient Era of the Central Sea, there were countless cultivators and even more magical treasures renowned across the realm.

Particularly on Fangzhang Island, where the Azure Dragon Demon King was known as the Duo Bao Dragon King.

Though Prince Black Jiao Dragon was not his biological son, he was deeply favored by the Azure Dragon Demon King. With a flick of his wrist, he summoned a Human Immortal Artifact: the Triangular Fish Spear, refined by a loose cultivator from the overseas isles.

The spear, jet-black in appearance, transformed into a triangular black dragon upon activation, ferociously hurtling toward Long Fei with its mighty aura.

The air churned with Mysterious Light and murderous intent brewed to a boil.

The black Triangular Fish Spear had not yet landed, but the blue stone tiles on the ground began to shatter one by one.

Long Fei raised his hand, forming a fist, and struck directly.

He did not deploy any magical treasures but simply clenched his palm.

The Laws of the void suddenly contracted inward, tightly confining the black spear within its grasp.

Two forces collided violently, reverberating like muffled thunder, shaking the void until it rumbled endlessly.

With a resounding crack, the Human Immortal Artifact was shattered in midair.

The gathered onlookers gasped in unison, their hearts racing as they remarked that Long Fei’s dominance had grown even beyond what it was before.

Word had it that anyone who emerged from the Heavenly Sound Workshop would see a dramatic increase in their cultivation.

Today’s display proved that reputation well-earned.

Prince Black Jiao Dragon’s Divine Sea trembled violently, his Nascent Soul quivering uncontrollably as he stumbled several steps back across the shattered stone tiles.

He signaled to his followers, and over a dozen fish-headed, shrimp-bodied demons cursed loudly as they unsheathed their weapons, charging to surround Long Fei.

Long Fei raised his palm and casually brought it down, as if swatting flies.

A handprint emerged from the void, crashing downward with tremendous force.

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals below let out agonized screams as though crushed by a towering mountain. Before the palm strike even landed, the immense pressure had reduced them to clouds of blood mist.

The area fell silent, leaving everyone stunned and rooted in place.

The Third Prince hurriedly turned to the Guard Captain of Chang’an Academy, gesturing desperately. The Guard Captain swallowed nervously before shouting, "Long Fei, don’t go too far. At Chang’an Academy, any disputes must be settled in the Battle Arena. Killing people outside it—do you even respect the Academy’s rules?"

"Oh, really?"

Long Fei cast a sidelong glance at him and coldly said, "If those are the rules of Chang’an Academy, why didn’t you intervene earlier when those Ocean Clan bastards were bullying a woman?"

The Guard Captain’s face flushed at the rebuke, but he stubbornly retorted, "He was only pursuing the young lady; that doesn’t count as bullying."

Long Fei threw back his head and laughed, "Not only are you shameless, but you’re also absolutely spineless!"

With a sharp motion, he slapped his palm outward, forming a Void Seal faster than lightning. The slap landed squarely on the Guard Captain’s face.

The Guard Captain felt as though a beast had charged right into him. Unprepared, the palm strike sent him flying.

His subordinates drew their swords and roared angrily, "You damn rogue, how dare you cause chaos?!"

"Long Fei, don’t push your luck!"

"This is Chang’an Academy. You can’t act recklessly here!"

The Guard Squad disciples shouted in fury, shocked that Long Fei dared to strike against Chang’an Academy’s Guard Squad—a first in the Academy’s history.

Long Fei stared at them, his gaze calm yet piercing. "The streets of Chang’an reek of rouge. You students of the Academy have become pampered flowers who don’t even comprehend the crises brewing outside. Your knees and spines have gone soft, so much so that you wouldn’t dare look the Ocean Clan or some minor prince of the Royal Family in the eye. What right do you have to call yourselves disciples of Chang’an Academy?"

With a wave of his hand, he struck out toward the Guard Squad.

The handprint roared through the air like a tsunami, sweeping toward the dozen disciples.

"You’re courting death!"

They hastily summoned their magical treasures, retreating in panic to protect themselves.

The air echoed with thunderous explosions.

Their so-called treasures—Bronze Bells, pagodas, cauldrons—were completely unable to withstand the strike, shattering with ease.

If even Human Immortal Artifacts could not hold up, these low-level Divine Instruments stood no chance.

The palm strike swept over them. A dozen Guard Squad disciples spat blood and were sent flying, rolling across the ground a hundred meters away.

A newly arrived reinforcement team of nearly a hundred disciples witnessed the scene and froze in place, staring at Long Fei in disbelief. Someone dared to attack people within Chang’an Academy—Guard Squad disciples, no less. This was nothing short of a direct challenge to the Academy, a blatant insult to its authority.

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