The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

“So you’re Mu Yihong? The second one to challenge me, right?”

Standing on the second stage, Su Jingzhen looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, who was dressed in white and looked handsome and refined.

Yes, Mu Yihong looked like a middle-aged man.

This appearance was just what he showed, and his real age was probably even older than his appearance.

After all, in the world of cultivation, it was too easy to maintain a youthful appearance.

However, this time at the Heavenly Dragon Conference, age was no longer a constraint like it had been before when he faced ordinary Heavenly Dragon people.

There were many people who had spent hundreds or even thousands of years immersed in a particular realm.

Due to their limited talents, they couldn’t break through to higher levels, so they focused on improving their combat power.

Mu Yihong was definitely one of those people.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“You are strong, stronger than I imagined. But it’s useless. I’m not that fool Mu Yifeng. Today, there are too many people challenging you, but you’re destined to stop here.”

Mu Yihong’s arrogance in his words was even more pronounced than Mu Yifeng’s.

As he spoke, his Divine Intent Realm aura suddenly pressed down on Su Jingzhen.

Su Jingzhen’s lips curled into a slightly helpless smile.

He couldn’t understand why these opponents always showed such arrogance when facing him.

Wasn’t it possible to have a smooth battle without being humble?

With a bitter laugh, Su Jingzhen didn’t brag. He was displaying his True Embryo fist stage aura.

Judging from the aura alone, Su Jingzhen was indeed weaker than Mu Yihong, which was undeniable.

But in the next moment, a resounding dragon roar echoed from Su Jingzhen.

A silver light appeared on his body, clearly showing that he had pushed the power of the innate dragon scales to the limit.

Facing a peak cultivator of the Divine Intent Realm, he dared not hold back.

Besides, after the previous battle with Mu Yifeng, Mu Yihong would not underestimate him again.

Su Jingzhen was arrogant, but he also had a sense of self-awareness.

He knew that if he didn’t go all out in such a situation, he might end up in a precarious situation.

“Please.”

Su Jingzhen directly made an inviting gesture to Mu Yihong.

But before his words were finished, Mu Yihong’s figure had already disappeared from its original place.

Su Jingzhen’s heart tightened. He hadn’t expected this guy to have such speed. However, he was still able to easily catch Mu Yihong’s figure.

To his surprise, Mu Yihong didn’t choose to close in on him, but immediately distanced himself.

He moved to the farthest edge of their stage and then pulled out a large crimson bow from behind, which seemed to be surrounded by endless flames.

“This is Mu Yifeng’s signature move, the Arrow of the Sun!

It seems that Mu Yifeng’s defeat at the hands of Su Jingzhen has given him quite a shock. He does not want to give Su Jingzhen a chance and is starting with his strongest technique.” ꭆâ𐌽ốＢΕṣ

“Interesting, it looks like this battle will be decided quickly.”

“…”

Even the top forces of the Luo River region, such as the Yan and Ji clans, were surprised. Yan Xia had previously wanted the Yan clan to suppress the Mu family.

If Su Jingzhen could withstand Mu Yihong’s attack and emerge victorious, their previous arrangements might indeed be unnecessary.

“Interesting, I wonder if you can continue to perform miracles this time. After all, there’s a gap of eight small realms.”

Yan Xia muttered to herself, her eyes filled with anticipation.

At the side, Dantai Mingjing and Little Ling stared at Su Jingzhen, their expressions grave.

As the crowd reacted differently, Mu Yihong had already drawn the bowstring.

The arrow carrying violent flame energy had left the bow.

Wherever the flaming arrow passed, the spiritual energy seemed to have been burned away, and the void churned.

Su Jingzhen’s expression became solemn as well.

When Mu Yihong made his move, he had already sent a message to Bai Suzhen.

Bai Suzhen had promised to intervene if necessary, so he had nothing to worry about.

The power of the innate dragon scales was suddenly pushed to its limit. His clothes burst open, revealing the silvery, dreamlike innate dragon scales.

Seeing his almost perfect innate dragon scales, everyone present was once again shocked.

“Those dragon scales of his are so dazzling.

Could this be the real reason why Qiu Yaoyao chose him?”

“What a pure silver dragon bloodline. It seems to have reached its peak, just one step away from evolving into a golden dragon.

Such a potential is extraordinary. No wonder he, who has just arrived in the Heavenly Dragon Race territory, can reach such a status.”

“But I’m curious if this silver dragon scale can withstand Mu Yihong’s Arrow of the Sun.”

“…”

While the crowd was discussing, the flaming arrow had already reached Su Jingzhen.

Although he was solemn, he did not show any panic.

The blood energy in his right Laboratory Palace acupoint suddenly erupted, unleashing the Great Desolate Creation Palm once again.

The world pressure of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, combined with the dragon aura and all the blood energy from his nine human secret repositories, Su Jingzhen’s strike was the most powerful attack he could muster on his own.

If this wasn’t enough, he would have to call upon Bai Suzhen.

After all, with his current realm, achieving this much was already remarkable.

“Boom!”

In the next instant, the space in front of Su Jingzhen suddenly twisted.

The brick enhanced by the Great Desolate Creation Palm collided with the flaming arrow.

At this moment, Su Jingzhen felt an immense power surge towards him.

His body couldn’t help but retreat a dozen steps.

The blood energy in his Nine Human Secret Repositories surged, and a metallic taste filled his mouth.

“So strong!”

Su Jingzhen wiped away a drop of blood from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were filled with excitement.

This was a real opponent!

Fighting someone who was evenly matched, or even slightly superior, ignited a fiery passion in him.

“Suzhen, I may not be able to defeat him in the end.

But let me fight him for a few more rounds.”

Su Jingzhen immediately sent this message to Bai Suzhen.

He knew that Mu Yihong was the kind of cultivator who specialized in improving his fighting power within the Divine Intent Realm.

That arrow was undoubtedly his full strength.

He had the self-confidence to know that he might not be able to defeat Mu Yihong.

But the opponent was undoubtedly the best whetstone for him.