Chapter 832 A Little Spar

Then, the Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull cast a disdainful glance at Shangguan Yulin, making him so angry he was about to jump.

Xuan Yuanxun and Rong Guang watched the man and beast butted heads, showing a look of amusement.

Of course, they weren't just standing by, they had confidence in Shangguan Yulin.

In their opinion, even if Shangguan Yulin couldn't defeat the Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull, he wouldn't be defeated in just a few moves.

Being looked down upon and provoked by the Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull, Shangguan Yulin angrily fanned his Vermilion Bird Feather Fan repeatedly.

"You dare to look down on this young master!"

"You dare to provoke this young master!"

"You dare to be smug!"

"You dare to be contemptuous!"

"You dare to..."

Shangguan Yulin fanned at an extremely fast pace, producing twenty fans in the blink of an eye.

The Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull was not to be outdone.

It even stopped expending its spiritual power and law power to maintain the sea of lightning and thunder, focusing all its attention on confronting Shangguan Yulin.

Although Xuan Yuanxun and Rong Guang appeared to be watching a show, they kept a vigilant eye on the battle between the two, ready to intervene and rescue Shangguan Yulin at any moment.

Time ticked by.

The scene between Shangguan Yulin and the Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull became exceptionally spectacular.

The Vermilion Bird's flames, which burned the heavens and earth, had already turned half of the passage into a fiery red.

The Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull's expression was no longer one of disdain and provocation.

Its playful expression had long since vanished, replaced by a look of solemnity.

Although the Vermilion Bird's flames and the Demonic Bull's ripples remained evenly matched, any discerning eye could see that the battle between the man and the beast had reached a fever pitch.

Either side, with the slightest carelessness, would be utterly defeated by the other.

In such a situation, neither Shangguan Yulin nor the Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull was at ease.

Shangguan Yulin was panting heavily, and the Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull's eyes also showed a trace of fatigue.

"Ninth Imperial Uncle, how can this Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull be so strong? Even the Vermilion Bird's flames can't do anything to it?"

Rong Guang whispered to Xuan Yuanxun as he watched the battle.

The reason he didn't speak directly was to avoid affecting Shangguan Yulin's morale.

But in reality, Shangguan Yulin was slightly at a disadvantage in what appeared to be an even match.

Xuan Yuanxun shook his head and transmitted his voice to Rong Guang: "You're wrong! It's not that the Vermilion Bird's flames can't do anything to the Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull, but rather that Brother Shangguan, who controls the Vermilion Bird's flames, cannot yet unleash their true power."

Rong Guang transmitted his voice in shock: "Ninth Imperial Uncle, do you mean that the Vermilion Bird's flames, with such power, are not yet at their strongest state?"

Xuan Yuanxun nodded and transmitted his voice: "Yes, the Vermilion Bird, as the God of Fire in the South, its innate flames can not only burn heaven and destroy earth but also burn time and space."

"And the power Brother Shangguan is currently displaying with the Vermilion Bird's flames is merely superficial. Perhaps only when he touches the threshold of a realm above the Divine Lord realm can he unleash the true power of the Vermilion Bird's flames!"

"A realm above the Divine Lord realm? What kind of realm is that?" Rong Guang transmitted his voice in shock.

Xuan Yuanxun smiled bitterly and shook his head, transmitting his voice: "This king doesn't know either! However, Miss Zi and the Master of Nether Abyss are the most likely to reach that realm!"

Rong Guang was stunned for a moment and transmitted his voice bitterly: "You're right, only they can achieve it."

Xuan Yuanxun looked at Shangguan Yulin, whose forehead was already beaded with sweat, and transmitted his voice to Rong Guang again: "If this Vermilion Bird's flames were in Miss Zi's hands, the two of us could relax and watch the show."

"What do you mean?" Rong Guang transmitted his voice in confusion.

Xuan Yuanxun transmitted his voice to Rong Guang with a solemn expression: "It means, if we don't act soon, Brother Shangguan will be in trouble!"

As he finished speaking, the hand holding the Hegemon Spear quickly gathered power.

Rong Guang was startled and was about to transmit his voice back when he heard a pleasant voice.

"Shangguan Yulin, you're quite something, actually fighting with a stupid bull!"

As the voice fell, two figures walked out from the depths of the passage.

It was Zi Linling and Shen Liuxing, who else could it be?

Behind them followed Long'er and Xiao Hu, who were eyeing the Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull menacingly.

Seeing the familiar figures, Xuan Yuanxun's tension was replaced by relief, and the hand holding the Hegemon Spear relaxed.

"President!"

Rong Guang murmured, a look of joy appearing on his face.

Shangguan Yulin, who had truly ignited his anger with the Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull, was on the verge of exploding from frustration.

Now, after being taunted, he found himself choked for words.

"Miss Zi!"

He looked at Zi Linling with joy, and his hand movements unconsciously paused for a moment.

But that momentary pause was his undoing!

How could the intelligent Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull miss such a rare opportunity?

A purple light flashed in its eyes, and its two front hooves appeared at Shangguan Yulin's chest.

If these hooves landed squarely, Shangguan Yulin would be either dead or seriously injured.

"Hmph!" Zi Linling snorted coldly, "Long'er! Xiao Hu!"

Before she could finish speaking, Long'er and Xiao Hu had already darted in front of Shangguan Yulin.

Long'er blocked the Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull's front hooves, while Xiao Hu took the opportunity to send Shangguan Yulin to Zi Linling.

"Stupid bull, I heard your combat power is comparable to our Dragon race. How about we spar a bit?"

Long'er's fighting spirit was constantly surging.

"Better to fight a dragon or a phoenix than a violet-eyed bull!"

This was a sentence that flashed through Long'er's mind the moment he saw the Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull.

The Dragon race was a proud race!

And this sentence was undoubtedly an insult and provocation to the Dragon race, how could Long'er tolerate it?

"Moo~"

The Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull roared disdainfully.

Although it was just a roar, Zi Linling understood its meaning—"Come on then, who's afraid of whom?"

Hearing this, Long'er's small face turned grim, and he sneered, "Very well, come on!"

With that, Long'er transformed into his dragon form.

The original five-clawed golden dragon now had six and a half claws.

As soon as he evolved into a nine-clawed golden dragon, he would have completely transformed into the body of a Azure Dragon, and at that time, he would truly be the Eastern Wood God.

"Stupid bull, the restrictions here on you have been completely lifted. Let's go outside and have a good fight!"

After speaking, Long'er flew towards the entrance of the ninth level.

The Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull, as a demonized divine beast whose combat power rivaled that of dragons and phoenixes, naturally had its pride.

It roared and chased out of the passage, arriving at the entrance of the ninth level.

Zi Linling glanced at Shangguan Yulin, Rong Guang, and Xuan Yuanxun, and followed them out with Shen Liuxing.

Xiao Hu also followed with a proud gait.

Xuan Yuanxun and Rong Guang exchanged glances and came to Shangguan Yulin's side.

The two of them, one on each side, supported the greatly depleted Shangguan Yulin and also followed them out.

Standing at the entrance of the ninth level, the Violet-Eyed Demonic Bull looked up at the sky, a strange glint appearing in its violet eyes.