Ten Thousand Dragons Technique

Chapter 589: Waiting for a Rabbit by the Tree

"Kid, it’s really great that you’re still alive!" Qingyou exclaimed with excitement.

Situ Hang added, "Heaven must be blessing us."

"If you had died in there, we wouldn’t have gotten any treasures, but it seems Heaven is still on our side."

"Kid, obediently surrender the Dragon Pearl and the Anomalous Fire, and we’ll give you a quick death," they threatened. "Otherwise, we’ll suppress you and make your life worse than death."

The two of them sneered, not taking Lin Xuan seriously in the slightest. In their minds, Lin Xuan might be strong, but the two of them together could easily suppress him.

"You two old geezers, actually lying in wait for me here!"

After Lin Xuan emerged, he frowned upon seeing Qingyou and Situ Hang.

These two old geezers are lying in wait! But so what? What does it matter if they join forces?

Lin Xuan was completely unfazed.

He sneered, "Originally, if you had run away, you might have lived, since I couldn’t be bothered to hunt you down. But you insisted on walking into your own graves. In that case, don’t blame me for what happens next."

"Outrageous!" Qingyou was enraged.

Situ Hang’s face also turned grim. This kid is way too arrogant, not giving us any regard at all.

He said coldly, "You’re too conceited, kid. Do you really think you’re invincible? I may have lost to you one-on-one, but so what? This time, we’re joining forces. Do you think you can withstand us? And don’t expect Alliance Leader Tianyang to come save you. We’ve already injured him, so he can’t help. This time, no one in heaven or on earth can save you!"

As he finished speaking, he stepped forward, power erupting from his body.

Beside him, Qingyou also sneered and unleashed his Nine Nether Fire, enveloping the surroundings.

Lin Xuan’s face grew dark.

These two actually injured Alliance Leader Tianyang. Truly unforgivable.

He prepared to strike to avenge the Alliance Leader.

With a stomp of his foot, he charged forward. In an instant, he vanished.

When he reappeared, he was right in front of Qingyou.

Qingyou’s vision blurred. When he came to his senses, he found Lin Xuan had already appeared before him. Frightened, he stumbled back a step as a chill shot up from the soles of his feet.

Heavens, what kind of speed is this? How can he be so fast?! I didn’t even have time to react. All he’d shown before was a formidable Physique and Flame Power, not his speed. His speed is this heaven-defying as well! Damn it, does this kid even have a weakness? Is he truly invincible in every aspect?

While he was lost in thought, Lin Xuan’s palm came crashing down.

The Cyan Dragon Heaven-Hunting Palm clawed down fiercely.

The very air seemed on the verge of being ripped apart.

Qingyou’s expression changed drastically. He had seen this Palm Technique before—it had shattered Fire Mountain to pieces. He dared not face it head-on.

He retreated rapidly while waving his hands, and the Nine Nether Fire coalesced before him, forming a black Shield.

The next moment, Lin Xuan’s Dragon Palm landed on the Shield, instantly shattering it.

"How is this possible?!" Qingyou screamed, his pupils shrinking violently.

His Nine Nether Shield, with its unparalleled defense, had blocked countless attacks for him in the past. He never expected that in front of Lin Xuan, it would be as fragile as paper, unable to withstand a single blow.

After shattering the Shield, Lin Xuan’s Dragon Claw continued its unstoppable advance toward Qingyou.

Qingyou used all his strength to dodge but was still hit by the force of the palm. In an instant, he was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Xuan sneered, "With just this little strength, you dare to lie in wait and attack me? You truly don’t know the meaning of death."

Having said that, he struck out with another palm.

This palm strike expanded rapidly, as if a piece of the sky was falling to envelop Qingyou.

The hair on Qingyou’s body stood on end, and he was scared out of his wits.

If this palm hits me, I’ll definitely die!

He yelled to Situ Hang, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and help me!"

Situ Hang hadn’t expected Lin Xuan to be so fast and decisive, daring to launch a preemptive attack. In that brief moment of shock, Qingyou had been injured. He couldn’t wait any longer; he had to join forces immediately.

He rushed to Qingyou’s side and said, "Let’s strike together. We’ll block his attack first."

Qingyou once again mobilized his Nine Nether Fire.

On the other side, Situ Hang unleashed his own top-grade Spiritual Fire.

Their flames converged, forming a Flame Map that rotated in the air. This Flame Map was half pitch-black like ink and half searing hot like a raging fire.

It was their combined creation, and its defense was several times stronger than the previous Nine Nether Shield.

Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief. "This time, we should be able to block it."

Beside him, Situ Hang said, "Of course. The two of us together have more than enough power to block his attack."

The words had barely left his lips when Lin Xuan’s Dragon Claw descended, striking the Flame Map.

A sky-shattering boom resounded, and the Flame Map held for only a few seconds before breaking apart.

"What?!"

"How is that possible?"

"It actually broke?!"

The opponent had destroyed the Flame Map so easily!

Are you kidding me?

Qingyou was dumbfounded.

Situ Hang was in a frenzy.

This kid actually broke our combined attack! This is unbelievable! This is completely different from what we imagined!

In their minds, their joint attack should have easily blocked Lin Xuan’s strike. But the reality? They couldn’t block it at all. They were utterly and completely humiliated.

BOOM!

Flames scattered in all directions as the unstoppable Dragon Claw descended once more.

"Not good!" Qingyou’s scalp went numb.

Situ Hang also retreated rapidly.

"Trying to escape? Too late," Lin Xuan sneered. The palm had already enveloped both of them.

They defended with all their might.

With a thunderous crash, two figures were sent flying backward, painting the sky with their blood. Like kites with their strings cut, they plummeted into the distance.

"Truly pathetic," Lin Xuan said with a sneer as he withdrew his hand.

In the distance, on the ground, two figures struggled to their feet. They were a pathetic sight.

Qingyou and Situ Hang were disheveled, their bodies were bloodied, and their eyes were filled with profound terror.

How could it be like this? Even together, we’re no match for him? How can this kid be so strong? Is this guy a monster?

They were going crazy. Both Qingyou and Situ Hang were losing their minds.

"Run! We have to run!" Qingyou scrambled to his feet and turned to flee. He didn’t dare fight anymore.

"Don’t go!" Situ Hang shouted when he saw this.

"Not go? You want me to stay here and wait to die?!" Qingyou’s courage was completely shattered; he didn’t dare make another move.

Situ Hang said, "We haven’t lost yet! I still have a treasure I haven’t used. If we power this treasure together, we can definitely kill him."

"What treasure?" Qingyou asked, turning back.

If whatever Situ Hang pulled out wasn’t good enough, he would turn and run without a second thought.

Situ Hang took out a fan. It was fiery red and engraved with dragon patterns, emitting a terrifying aura.

"What is that?" Qingyou gasped.

Situ Hang announced, "This is the Dragon Flame Fan! A fifth-grade weapon!"

"What? A fifth-grade weapon?!" Qingyou exclaimed.

That’s a King-level weapon! Situ Hang actually brought a weapon of that level!

He was truly astonished.

Situ Hang said, "If we join forces to wield the Dragon Flame Fan, I refuse to believe this kid can withstand it. No matter how strong he is, can he really contend with a fifth-grade Spiritual Artifact? Unless he also has a fifth-grade weapon, his defeat is certain!"