Chronicles Of The Shura Clan

"I call dibs on this one." Blurted out Fang Lan with a devilish smile on his face as he pounced towards the old man with a mighty punch before Ling Zheng could even react.

At the same time, both of his arms were covered with a dense layer of small black scales while his ten fingernails grew sharp, like a miniature dragon claw.

His third eye shone brightly while a pair of dragon horns protruded on his forehead as well.

After knowing that he could transform into a gigantic black dragon, Fang Lan spent a huge amount of his time trying to control his draconic power.

As such, he didn't take him long to fully control it and was able to transform parts of his body at Will instead of transforming into a complete gigantic black dragon.

Though he wasn't able to exert his full power in his semi Dragonform, he was still able to deal with this old man.

Furthermore, even though he was only a 4th Tribulation Martial Saint at the moment, his true battle strength was comparable to that of a 6th and 7th Tribulation Martial Saint by using his dark power alone.

When he transformed into his true Dragonform combined with dark power, not even a peak Martial Saint could last a few seconds before his might. However, all of these were only applied to human warriors and demon beasts, not to Ling Lei and the others as they were all monsters among monsters.

It was also the main reason he quickly attacked the old man before Ling Zheng could. He wanted to kill him and absorbed his strength to strengthen himself to catch up to them.

Though the Blood and the life essence of the old man might not be enough to allow him to break through the 5th Tribulation Martial Saint, it was enough for him to reach the peak of the 4th Tribulation Martial Saint.

Aside from Hu'er who was still a 4th Tribulation Demon Saint, he was the weakest of the group. Whether it was Ling Lei, Ling Zheng, Ling Bing, Ling Wei, Ling Rui, and Ling Shen, they were all at the peak of the 8th Tribulation Martial Saint Realm.

The only reason that they weren't able to break through the 9th Tribulation Martial Saint Realm was that they were all being blocked by a mysterious power. As someone who has the same power as them, he was able to feel when that mysterious power had disappeared which was right before they'd come to Heaven Suppression Region.

Now that the mysterious power has disappeared, it's only a matter of time before they all breakthrough the 9th Tribulation Martial Saint realm and even the Demi-God Rank. As such, he didn't dare slack off.

Meanwhile, Ling Zheng didn't look mad that Fang Lan had stolen his prey. On the contrary, he looked very pleased.

Though Fang Lan wasn't a pure-blooded and full-fledged Primordial being like them, they didn't discriminate against him and viewed him as one of their own. As such, the stronger he became, the happier they were.

"Little Animal, are you that eager to die first. Then let this old man send you on your way first then." Roared out the old man as he pounced toward Fang Lan who had stepped in front of Ling Zheng like a wild beast.

The old man didn't even bother to dodge Fang Lan's fist as he chose to meet it head-on with another fist.

Unlike the others, he could tell that Fang Lan was a 4th Tribulation Martial Saint. Though he was a great feat for someone of his age, he was still too young and weak to face battle harden veteran like himself who was already a Peak Martial Saint. He was simply like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Bang!

The entire Sky Martial Treasure Pavilion building trembled violently as the old man's bony fist met with Fang Lan's. At the same time, numerous tiny spatial cracks appeared in the surrounding space where their first collided.

Despite his semi Dragonform, Fang Lan was shaken by the impact and was forced to take nearly ten steps back before he could finally stabilize his body.

"En?"

Meanwhile, the old man was struck with both surprises and shocked as he was pushed nearly five steps back by the impact.

At the same time, the way he looked at Fang Lan now immediately changed. Not only did he not feel happy about forcing Fang Lan back nearly ten steps back with a single attack, but he was also actually baffled.

With his terrifying strength, it was shocking that he hadn't managed to kill a 4th Tribulation Martial Saint with a single strike, and judging from how Fang Lan looked right now. It didn't even seem like he had suffered any injuries.

This completely freaked him out. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to believe it.

Not only the old man, even the middle-aged man that came with him was surprised as well. He knew how terrifying Demon King Ning was. Even though he was a peak Martial Saint, his strength had far surpassed that of most peak Martial Saint.

If there was a realm between peak Martial Saint and Demi-God Rank, then Demon King Ning was in that realm. It was just how powerful he was.

Meanwhile, Ling Lei and the others looked as emotionless as always as they were looking at both Fang Lan and the old man. They didn't look worried at all. They knew that Fang Lan hasn't used his full strength yet. Not only Fang Lan, but even the old man also hasn't used their full strength yet.

"Brother Fang, what don't take your fight with that old dying fly outside. Your fighting is disturbing our shopping." Annoyingly uttered Ling Shen as she was tightly holding a beautiful red dress in her hands.

Upon hearing Ling Shen's words, whether it was Ling Rui, Hu'er and even the icy cold Ling Bing shook their heads in agreement.

While the Demon King Ning was about to burst into a fit of rage upon hearing Ling Shen's words, an trembling and anxious voice suddenly echoed out from the sixth floor.

"Martial Uncle, please stand down. These people are the esteemed guests of my master."

In the next second, Princess Ziyi along with the old butler of the Fire Phoenix Palace suddenly appeared behind the old man and the middle-aged man. At the same time, their faces were ghastly pale and were as white as a sheet of paper.