The dragon horn was the size of an arm and a foot long.
This was the hardest section of a completed Candle Dragon's horn, refined into a divine artifact.
The Candle Dragon horn was entirely dark gold, dazzling, flowing with seven-colored radiance, and a vast pressure enveloped heaven and earth.
"The divine horn of a Candle Dragon! Which one of the Candle Dragon clan is it, and why would you attack me? Do you wish to violate the Dragon Clan Covenant?"
Ying Menglong's blood surged, resisting the pressure from the Candle Dragon horn with all her might, and she shouted loudly.
The Ten Great Ancient Dragon Clans had jointly signed a covenant, explicitly prohibiting mutual slaughter among dragons.
Therefore, Ying Menglong could not understand why the other party dared to attack her, and whether he could bear the terrible consequences of violating the covenant.
"The so-called covenant is nothing but a piece of waste paper in my eyes. What if it is violated?"
The golden-armored man emerged from the darkness.
There was no turning back once the arrow was shot. Since he had decided to act, there was no need to hide anymore.
Violating the covenant meant that all dragons would hunt him down, leading to only death.
But as long as their Candle Dragon clan destroyed the Ying Dragon clan and unified the dragon race, who would dare to do anything to him.
The strong preyed on the weak. As long as one had enough power, any rule could be broken.
"Zhu Qi, it's you."
Ying Menglong recognized the other party's identity at a glance; he was the Seventh Prince of the Candle Dragon clan.
This also meant that this was the Candle Dragon clan's intention, otherwise, Zhu Qi would have no reason to kill her for no reason.
Ying Menglong glared at Zhu Qi, "If you kill me, my clan will not let this matter rest. Does your Candle Dragon clan truly want to be enemies with my Ying Dragon clan until death?"
As the princess of the Ying Dragon clan, the sole imperial descendant of this generation, if she died at Zhu Qi's hands, the Ying Dragon clan would surely retaliate at any cost.
"Heh heh, your death is also the prelude to the destruction of the Ying Dragon clan. We have been secretly planning for many years and have a full chance of winning. I'm not afraid to tell you that it was our clan that poisoned you in the womb. You are indeed blessed with great fortune to have survived even then. If you had obediently stayed within your territory, I would not have had the chance to act. Who told you to court death and come to the Immortal Spirit Realm alone?"
Zhu Qi laughed proudly.
Holding the divine artifact, he was not worried at all that Ying Menglong could escape.
Now, Ying Menglong was like fish on his chopping block.
The Empress of the Underworld cursed her bad luck, getting caught up in the dragon clan's conflict for no reason. She didn't even know how she would die.
If it weren't for the First General tricking her into coming, she wouldn't have ended up in such a predicament.
She regretted it. She should have listened to the Fourth General and left long ago, staying away from trouble, and not ended up like this.
"Empress of the Underworld, do not be afraid. As long as you are willing to submit to me and serve me well, I will ensure your safety, and even make you soar to great heights from now on."
Zhu Qi swallowed, unreservedly appraising the Empress of the Underworld's proud figure and beautiful face, with a sinister smile.
This woman was amazing, and he was determined to have her.
Then, he turned to Ying Menglong with a cold gaze and pressed, "Tell me how you repaired the bloodline defect, and I can give you a quick death. Otherwise, I will let you enjoy the methods our Candle Dragon clan uses for interrogation."
"Wishful thinking!"
How could Ying Menglong compromise?
Moreover, this would involve Ji Mo, and she was unwilling to implicate him.
"Your mouth is still quite stubborn. I'll skin you and pull out your tendons later to see if you'll talk."
Zhu Qi's eyes showed ferocity, and he was already eager to torture Ying Menglong properly.
The great priest of the clan had said that Ying Menglong's fate was special, connected to the destiny of the entire dragon race, and she possessed the bearing of a ruler.
He wanted to see how the so-called ruler would wail and struggle in his hands, and finally die in despair.
Just then.
The Empress of the Underworld, unwilling to be a plaything, counterattacked.
She used a secret technique of the Underworld, burning her own essence blood, and unleashed mysterious runes, temporarily nullifying the suppression from the Candle Dragon horn above.
Her graceful figure flickered, and in an instant, she approached Zhu Qi.
The Empress of the Underworld's fair palm glowed, and dense runes bloomed, causing the void to hum, and attacked Zhu Qi's face.
This was a killing move, intended to behead Zhu Qi and completely turn the tide of the battle.
Facing the attack, Zhu Qi was not flustered at all, and a hint of contemptuous cold laughter curved his lips.
His diamond-shaped eyes closed and opened, emitting a bewitching light, and a special law erupted.
The Empress of the Underworld's vision instantly darkened, and she could see nothing, as if she had fallen into endless darkness.
Her body turned cold, and then she was struck from behind, and her body flew back heavily.
"Pfft..."
Her mouth tasted sweet, and she spat out a large amount of blood, her face as pale as gold paper.
The negative status also dissipated, and she could see again, but she had lost her combat power.
If Zhu Qi hadn't desired her body, she would have been killed in return just now.
The innate eye technique of the Candle Dragon clan was terrifying and almost unsolvable. Her face was filled with despair.
"An ant trying to shake a tree. How can a mere low-level creature harm me?"
Zhu Qi was smug. This was a reduction in dimensionality attack. How could these low-level ants contend with the methods of the Candle Dragon clan?
"Next, it's you."
Zhu Qi looked at Ying Menglong, still somewhat wary.
As an ancient dragon, the Ying Dragon mastered extreme speed and also had trump cards.
He dared not get too close to Ying Menglong, fearing that she would drag him down with her in a desperate move. He could only use the power of the divine artifact.
"Let me first sever your limbs, and then I will interrogate you properly."
Zhu Qi activated the Candle Dragon horn, and a beam of red light enveloped Ying Menglong. Several rays of auspicious light shot out, targeting Ying Menglong's limbs.
Ying Menglong frantically urged the immortal energy within her body and flapped her wings desperately, trying to dodge.
But those terrifying auspicious lights were like shadows, impossible to shake off. In a few breaths, they caught up and were about to destroy her limbs.
At the critical moment.
In the distant forest, a faint sword gleam lit up, and a wisp of sword energy arrived in an instant, directly shattering those auspicious lights.
Ying Menglong, who thought she could not escape the poisonous hand, was stunned, her eyes moist.
That scoundrel had finally made a move and saved her again.
"Mr. Ji, it's Mr. Ji who made the move. We are saved."
The Fourth General shouted excitedly.
He felt that as long as Ji Mo made a move, he could turn the tide of the battle.
"That guy didn't seize the opportunity to escape and still dared to make a move. Can he deal with a divine artifact?"
The Empress of the Underworld was filled with gratitude, but also with worry.
No matter how powerful Ji Mo was, could he contend with Zhu Qi, who possessed a divine artifact?
"So there's a fish that slipped through the net. You're seeking death!"
Zhu Qi's face turned ashen. He didn't expect there to be other cultivators hiding nearby, and he hadn't noticed them.
But that person was an idiot. Instead of fleeing, he dared to save someone. Then he would eliminate them both.
The Candle Dragon horn suddenly erupted with brilliant light, emitting terrifying fluctuations, and the void twisted.
Zhu Qi fully activated this divine artifact, intending to blast the forest and everyone inside into ashes.
Inside the forest.
Ji Mo was still deducing that corner of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation. He casually pointed, and the sword formation flowed with radiance, and then sword Qi surged into the sky, sweeping across heaven and earth.