The Dragon’s Fury and a Cruel Judgment

“Earth Domain: Earthen Restraint!”

The ground beneath Su Han surged and buckled, trapping her as she sprinted forward.

Immediately, a barrage of potent spells erupted from her pursuers, unleashed with a recklessness that suggested magic was utterly worthless.

“Charge! Unleash everything! I refuse to believe we can’t hold her down!” Yi Ziyue led the assault, striking Su Han’s back with a Palm of Extreme Cold.

Caught off guard by the sudden restraint, Su Han hadn’t had time to activate her Emperor’s Armor. Fortunately, the Destructive Demonic Dragon’s physique was formidable, rendering the attack largely ineffective.

Yet, this was far from over. Overwhelming torrents of battle qi and magic surged towards Su Han:

“Thorned Anaconda!”

“Nine Nether Blood Moon Art!”

“Purgatorial Red Lotus!”

“Death Sacrifice!”

Su Han swiftly broke free from the earthen bonds binding her feet. She immediately activated an illusion, ensnaring her opponents’ spirits in confusion. Her Pupils of Revelation reappeared, using the [Mangekyo Aperture] to slow their attack speed.

Then, her bloodline skill, [Gluttony], ignited, wrapping her in crimson streams of light as she charged forward. Her right arm transformed into a dragon limb, activating its forbidden hand, ready to engage in a desperate struggle.

‘It wasn’t that I didn’t want to flee, but an aimless escape would inevitably lead to my capture. My pursuers seemed to possess an uncanny understanding of the Undead Continent’s layout.’

‘If I can’t run, then I’ll fight!’

After activating Gluttony, Su Han’s combat power surged exponentially. Coupled with her dragon claws in their forbidden state, she felt capable of tearing apart anything in the world.

Her right claw became a sword, unleashing the Ten Thousand Dance Flowing Slash, based on the Immortal Slaying Art. Countless streams of gangqi shot forth like sharp blades, meeting the incoming magic head-on.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Earth-shattering explosions echoed ceaselessly.

Su Han, clad in dark golden dragon armor, soared out of the billowing smoke and dust. “Three of your allies are dead. Are you truly certain you wish to continue this fight with me?”

“Even if they are dead, you must have sustained significant injuries yourself, no?” Wielding her emerald magic staff, Yi Ziyue conjured a miniature tornado, sweeping away the smoke generated by the surrounding explosions.

“In my Emperor’s Armor state, I could easily take down at least five or six more of you!” Su Han chuckled, a crimson gleam flickering in her scarlet eyes.

“Do you truly believe that merely becoming a Dragon Princess of the Dragonkin, and donning dragon armor, makes you invincible?” Yi Ziyue laughed. “Duan Jue, let’s attack together!”

“Mm.” Duan Jue nodded, then reached into his spatial storage to retrieve a pitch-black spear. He thrust it fiercely towards Su Han, as if capable of cleaving the heavens and earth, its ancient and majestic aura vaguely reminiscent of a Primordial Titan.

The dragon claw and spear clashed, instantly igniting dazzling sparks. Immense elemental energy erupted, seemingly tearing the very air apart.

With a rapid incantation, Yi Ziyue’s staff flared with brilliant light, and a towering column of fire, dozens of meters high, erupted from beneath Su Han’s feet.

The monstrous blaze engulfed Su Han. Yet, as the flames dissipated, she was revealed to be completely unscathed.

‘Tsk~’

‘The Destructive Demonic Dragon’s magic resistance is even stronger than I imagined.’

Duan Jue’s spear pulsed with blazing battle qi, flames and frost swirling around it. It ignited dazzling magical light in the Undead Realm, a terrifying aura of destruction threatening to shatter the world itself.

As the spear was unleashed, it seemed to carry the wails of a myriad of undead, causing the souls of all who heard it to tremble.

Sword qi stirred ripples in space, unfurling like blooming flower petals. Wave after wave spread outwards, instantly engulfing a radius of tens of meters. Countless streaks of energy splattered, leaving a deep gash near Su Han’s face.

Dark golden flames blazed around Su Han. She swung her arm, unleashing a powerful punch towards Duan Jue. He gripped his spear with both hands to block, only managing to halt her assault after being forced back over ten meters.

With that strike, the dark golden armor enveloping Su Han flickered with light, then vanished in an instant.

‘It seems my luck isn’t great this time. The Emperor’s Armor only lasts for a minute…’

Su Han shook her head helplessly.

“Oh, so the clowns aren’t running anymore? How did you switch to hunting others instead?” Bai Que sneered.

When Yi Ziyue saw Bai Que, she gasped, covering her mouth. “You… you… you are!!!”

“Run! Quickly, run!” She immediately turned and fled without a backward glance.

But how could Bai Que possibly allow her to succeed? He turned to Luo Shang and said, “You handle them. I’ll take care of this mongrel!”

Luo Shang did not reply. His right hand traced an elegant arc, and an overwhelming golden mist began to spread. As the final syllable was uttered, a fierce gale immediately swept across the sky of the Undead Realm.

Lightning crackled around a golden orb, and a series of crackling sounds descended from the heavens, making everyone’s scalps tingle. Endless holy spirit magic elements surged wildly, and with a thunderous roar, a sky-filling holy light exploded around Duan Jue.

Gazes fixed on the handsome blonde youth in the sky, Su Han gently touched her throbbing chest and whispered, “So handsome…”

‘Wait, aren’t I a man? How can I be feeling… this?’

‘Could it be that I’ve truly become a girl?’

Su Han found herself caught in a profound internal conflict.

Meanwhile:

On the other side, Bai Que, clad in a black noble’s suit, trailed behind Yi Ziyue. No matter how fast Yi Ziyue ran, Bai Que, who had been left far behind a moment ago, would reappear directly in front of her the next.

“Hey, tell me, is it really right to bully a beautiful girl?”

“A whole group of you ganging up on her alone—I find that quite displeasing!” Bai Que stretched his neck, then clusters of soul-burning black flames materialized behind him, streaking towards Yi Ziyue like meteors.

“With such a beautiful face, why would you choose to harm her?”

“No… no, you can’t do this!” Yi Ziyue sobbed, tears streaming down her face. “I can… I can be your beast of burden, endure any torment you inflict!”

To survive, she had abandoned her dignity.

“Unfortunately, I already have someone I like!” Bai Que gently touched his rapidly beating heart, murmuring softly. ‘Is this what they call love at first sight?’

“However, even if I didn’t have someone I liked, I still wouldn’t fall for you.”

“After all, you… are simply too ugly!” With these words, Bai Que waved his right hand. The all-consuming black flames incinerated Yi Ziyue completely, reducing her to a pile of dust that scattered in the wind.