Bang...
In less than a minute, the Sword of Kings could no longer withstand the intense impact. It was directly sent flying by the energy wave. Then, the dragon body continued to charge towards Ye Yun, crashing into Ye Yun's thick flame shield.
The collision of fire and lightning erupted with terrifying energy dissipation, overturning the ground of the entire planet countless times. Flames and lightning reduced the entire planet to charcoal.
"Damn it, is this really a human? Is it really just a nearly extinct race? How is this possible!" The bald man was now standing in the planet's space. Having barely survived a few lightning snake tribulations, he clearly felt his strength become even greater.
And Ye Yun, at the center of the lightning dragon, could only imagine his might!
The bald man cursed a few times, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his only left hand, and then drew the katana from his back, which was wrapped in worn-out clothes.
"I hope these gods aren't too curious. If a few more intervene in this area, not only I, but this entire star domain, will be annihilated in this lightning tribulation!"
As he muttered to himself, the bald man had become Ye Yun's bodyguard. As long as anything approached, the katana in his hand would unleash a fierce attack, a fatal blow.
Ye Yun, caught in the storm, couldn't help but curse loudly. He had only increased the contact of six people. Did he really need to increase the intensity of the heavenly tribulation by a hundredfold? This made no sense.
Ye Yun's true essence surged madly. This was the first time Ye Yun had consumed so much true essence.
"Sword Control Technique, Slash!"
With a surge of true essence, Ye Yun's divine sense surged, and the Sword of Kings came alive again. He slashed at the rear of the dragon body, instantly splitting it in two.
However, it was only split in two; the rear half of the body still rushed towards Ye Yun.
Blink!
Although after being locked on, the blink distance was only a few meters, those few meters allowed Ye Yun to catch his breath.
Time ticked by. After more than an hour, Ye Yun was panting, sweat beading on his forehead. Yet, the dragon body was still more than half its original length, like an unending, ceaseless attack.
"Amazing, amazing. If it were me, I'd probably be dust by now," the bald man exclaimed, watching the lightning-shrouded figure.
The biggest difference between this lightning dragon and the lightning snakes was the solidified energy, making it difficult to shatter with true essence.
"Hmm? Are these gods really courting death?!" Suddenly, the bald man's expression changed drastically. At the edge of his divine sense, he detected an army of millions, each member possessing the strength of the Mahayana realm, heading directly towards him!
His first thought was that these guys were definitely after Ye Yun!
"Halt! If you don't want your star domain to be destroyed, all of you get out of here!" The bald man flashed and blocked the army's path.
"A joke! My dignified divine race's star domain will be destroyed? Boy, who are you!" A general, seated on an eight-legged monster, said coldly to the bald man.
As the general spoke, a deputy beside him held a parchment, scrutinizing the bald man, then whispered into the general's ear.
"Who I am is not important. What's important is that if you continue forward, this entire star domain will truly be in grave danger!" The bald man was not acting out of kindness; if the star domain collapsed, unless one could immediately enter a dimensional gate or other portals, they too would face death.
However, his face was extremely grim. As a cultivator in the second stage of divine sense, he had instantly captured the portrait on the deputy's parchment and what he had said.
"Heh heh, little brother, you are a guest from afar. If you say not to go forward, then so be it. However, little brother needs to come with me to my Azure Star Chain for registration. Or perhaps little brother would like to accompany me back as a guest? Come and have a good time in our star domain." The general seemed to have forgotten his earlier coldness, his demeanor instantly becoming warm and amiable.
"Go to hell, you bastard!" The katana slashed across the sky, like a crescent moon.
He had only been in this star domain for a few hours, but his identity had been exposed so quickly. The portrait in the deputy's hand was of him, and he had told the general that he was their target, a delicious meal designated by their divine lord?
How could he tolerate this?
Therefore, the bald man unleashed a terrifying, large-scale attack. After all, there were millions of Mahayana realm gods on the other side.
Whoosh...
Blade shadows swept across, and tens of thousands of divine soldiers fell like leeks, one after another.
"Haha, benefactor of the wandering tribe, your temper is truly fiery. My subordinates merely wished to invite you to their home as a guest." Just as the katana was continuously slaughtering the army, at one moment, it suddenly stopped, as if encountering a terrifying resistance.
A monk, clad in a red kasaya, walked slowly. White clouds bloomed like lotuses wherever he passed. All the gods present stopped their movements upon seeing him, standing like wooden carvings, bowing to the newcomer.
The red kasaya on the monk's body billowed in the wind, complementing his kind and benevolent appearance, making people feel at ease.
"Monk, how did you know I was of the wandering tribe?" the bald man asked, his expression slightly changing. He felt an energy from the monk that was no less than his own!
"Heh heh, benefactor, I not only know you are a descendant of the wandering tribe, but I also know that you are the young chief of the wandering tribe from the Third Universe, the Wanderer! Although, now..." The monk looked at the bald man with a smile that clearly conveyed understanding.
Third Universe, Wanderer!
His identity exposed, a terrifying killing intent surged from the bald man!