Chapter 1354: The Strength of the Dawn Dragon Knight

Chapter 1354: Chapter 1354: The Strength of the Dawn Dragon Knight

“Roar! Roar! Roar!” All the Eight-Armed Demon Gods present instantly erupted into furious roars.

On the main spectator stand, the Eight-Armed Demon God King suddenly rose to his feet. A fierce light burst forth in his eyes, and the Divine Demon Core on his chest seemed to awaken, about to unleash destructive power outward.

At the same time, Dragon Knight Zhong Zhichang, the Dawn Dragon Knight, moved. His body seemed to light up instantly, like a rising star illuminating the sky.

The emotions of all present, regardless of species, were stirred instantly. Unconsciously, everyone looked up toward the sky.

The wave of emotions swept through the crowd, including the Eight-Armed Demon Gods. The mighty spiritual fluctuations calmed the hearts of all strong beings present, especially the top-tier powerhouses, rendering their emotions inexplicably serene.

The intense light on the chest of the Eight-Armed Demon God King dimmed significantly in an instant, but his ferocious gaze abruptly shifted to the Dawn Dragon Knight Zhong Zhichang.

Zhong Zhichang turned to him calmly and said, “It was merely an accident.”

“You’re telling me that was an accident?” The Eight-Armed Demon God King’s terrifying aura flared again as he glared at the gradually dimming light on the stage and the complete absence of the Eight-Armed Demon God who left no trace behind. The black Divine Demon Core within him surged with a frenzied, destructive aura.

Caught between the two powerhouses, the Sky Horse Sect Leader made no move—none at all. It was as if he didn’t feel the confrontation, allowing the two to face off openly.

The Dawn Dragon Knight said flatly, “Yes, it was merely an accident.” As he spoke, the spiritual fluctuations and the brilliant light around him suddenly withdrew. Yet with that, an eerie scene unfolded—the black aura surging from the chest of the Eight-Armed Demon God King dissipated quietly without a sound.

The Eight-Armed Demon God King froze, the madness and ferocity in his eyes abruptly replaced by a cold tranquility. His eyes narrowed as he said chillingly, “Then if one of your people dies, will that also be an accident?”

Zhong Zhichang responded indifferently, “On the stage, it’s an accident. Off the stage, do as you wish.”

The meaning was clear: if there was revenge to be had, do it on the tournament stage. But if anything happened off-stage involving Lan, the Dragon Clan would retaliate fully.

The black aura around the Eight-Armed Demon God King gradually receded, but his demeanor grew even more brooding as he retook his seat, saying coldly, “Very well, on the stage!”

The brilliance on Arena One didn’t fade entirely until this moment. If it had been merely the Light and Dark Divine Thunder, the destructive power wouldn’t have been nearly as overwhelming. The critical factor was the suicidal explosion of the Divine Demon Core. The simultaneous eruption of these two horrifying forces created a power so immense that even Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu were now situated on the far edge of the stage.

Lan Xuanyu hadn’t anticipated an explosion this intense. When the detonation occurred, a silent energy within the protective cover shielded both him and Bai Xiuxiu. This energy came from the Holy Light Dragon Knight Huang Liangwei. Strangely, it seemed that none of the powerful beings present noticed his intervention.

The destructive power of the explosion far exceeded what anyone could have imagined. It even reminded Lan Xuanyu of the sensation he would likely experience when undergoing a nine-attribute lightning tribulation to ascend to godhood.

After all, destruction is the eighth attribute beyond the seven elements!

The suicidal explosion of the Divine Demon Core essentially added the destructive power of the annihilation element to the Light and Dark Divine Thunder—was this the power level of an eight-attribute lightning tribulation?

Lan Xuanyu’s decision to kill the Eight-Armed Demon God was certainly not made on impulse.

Information about the Eight-Armed Demon God Clan had already surfaced in his mind the moment their representative appeared. He made his judgment in that same instant.

There was no doubt that in the Dragon Horse Star System, this was the most despised race—but also one of the most formidable. Otherwise, they would have been wiped out long ago. The threat posed by the Eight-Armed Demon God Clan was something only the Dragon Clan and Sky Horse Clan could confront. But given their defiant and headstrong nature, they would clearly never acquiesce.

Killing this Eight-Armed Demon God brought multiple benefits. First, it would gain him the support of other major races. At the very least, no other race would resent him for the death of the Eight-Armed Demon God; some might even applaud the act.

More importantly, it created an opportunity to exacerbate tensions between the Eight-Armed Demon Gods and other races, especially the Dragon Clan. Divisions within the Dragon Horse Star System would delay their unification and give the federation more time to prepare.

Thus, Lan Xuanyu struck decisively and without hesitation.

The Light and Dark Divine Thunder was enormously unstable, but using the Dragonlance to contain its power made it possible. It was akin to wielding a large-scale hidden weapon—or a massive missile—detonating it directly within the target’s body. Survival was almost impossible!

However, the resulting destruction far exceeded Lan Xuanyu’s expectations. If not for the intervention of the Holy Light Dragon Knight Huang Liangwei, he might have been able to protect Bai Xiuxiu but would have surely sustained some damage himself.

As the light receded, Lan Xuanyu’s Dragonlance was gone. The explosion’s overwhelming force had been too much, even for the Dragonlance to withstand. This wasn’t the first Dragonlance he had lost…

The entirety of Arena One was blasted into a disfigured state, with a massive pit plunging tens of meters deep. Strangely, however, the destruction did not extend outward, a credit to the Holy Light Dragon Knight’s intervention. Even so, the arena was clearly unfit for further combat.

The atmosphere in Sky Horse Plaza turned eerie in an instant.

The Eight-Armed Demon God Clan’s powerful warriors had already been on the verge of storming out, but at Zhong Zhichang’s words, their emotions seemed to vanish almost instantly as they resumed their calm composure.

This sight sent alarm bells ringing in Lan Xuanyu’s mind. Did the Dawn Dragon Knight possess abilities on a spiritual level?

Without a doubt, Zhong Zhichang had acted. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to suppress the entire Eight-Armed Demon God Clan. The fact that he managed this single-handedly left Lan Xuanyu deeply impressed.

This was no mere Sky Dragon Leader! On the Sky Dragon Planet, Zhong Zhichang’s cultivation was considered inferior to the Sky Dragon Leader’s. But for the Second Seat to single-handedly suppress not only the Eight-Armed Demon God King but the entire Eight-Armed Demon God Clan as well—what kind of power did that entail?

Previously, Lan Xuanyu had assumed that the Dawn Dragon Knight’s abilities and attributes were similar to those of the Holy Light Dragon Knight. Now it seemed that was far from the case. Zhong Zhichang did not specialize solely in the Light attribute—or perhaps not even primarily in the Light attribute. His true strength lay in the realm of spiritual power.

This realization was utterly astonishing. How powerful must one’s divine consciousness be to suppress an entire race—a top-three-ranked race, no less—so effortlessly? Though the Eight-Armed Demon God Clan refrained from full eruption due to the circumstances, to instantly quell their violent emotions was an unfathomable feat, raising Lan Xuanyu’s assessment of the Dawn Dragon Knight significantly.

Only then did the Sky Horse Sect Leader rise, his voice deep as he said, “This is a tournament; duels should not go too far. Lan, are you aware of that?”

Lan Xuanyu, pale-faced, turned toward the main spectator stand and bowed deeply without saying a word. At this moment, any explanation would be inappropriate. Should he claim it was unintentional? That would be insulting everyone’s intelligence. Or should he argue that his opponent’s strength forced him to exert his full power?

The facts were there for all to see. No one here was a fool. At this time, silence was the best choice.

By saying nothing at all, others were more likely to interpret the event as a reaction to the Eight-Armed Demon God’s earlier provocation—a retaliation provoked by the Golden Dragon Princess’s fury, compelling her to strike with overwhelming force. If the Eight-Armed Demon God couldn’t withstand it, that was their fault for lacking the strength. This was the prevailing sentiment among most races. After all, the Eight-Armed Demon God Clan’s notorious reputation was well-deserved.

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