Dragon Prince Yuan

Chapter 1381 - Enemies Meet.

When Shen Taiyuan's sharp voice with some horror resounded through the city walls, there was a great uproar here, and everyone backed away in disarray, gazing in awe at the figure that appeared in the sky.

Saint Yuan Palace Master...

This name had resounded through almost every corner of the Cangxuan Heaven over the years, and no matter how many people hated the Sacred Palace, when they heard this name, they would all radiate heartfelt fear.

And this fear had almost reached its peak when the Heavenly Ghost Mansion was destroyed by the Sacred Palace.

Although there wasn't anyone to judge it, if one were to say that this Sacred Palace Master was the number one strongest person in the Cangxuan Heaven, then absolutely no one would disagree.

It was because of his existence that the Sacred Palace had grown stronger and stronger over the years, to the point where now, it had even suppressed the other five Sacred Sects by itself.

The previous Holy Demon Army that had nearly wiped out their Great Zhou Dynasty was just a small squad under his command.

However, no one expected that this figure, who existed almost as far away as a legend to everyone, would suddenly appear outside of Great Zhou City at this moment...

The horror and fear caused by that was far from being comparable to those Saint Demon Army before.

Otherwise, how could even a character like Shen Taiyuan be so disoriented.

And while great fear erupted from the city walls, Zhou Yuan was slightly condensed as he gazed at the appearing Saint Yuan Palace Master, his appearance not seeing many waves. It's really been a long time."

The mid-air Sacred Yuan Palace Master did not pay attention to the others either, only casting his gaze on Zhou Yuan, his eyes as deep and mysterious as the starry sky, which contained vast power.

"Zhou Yuan..."

"Only by seeing you with my own eyes can I truly believe that it's only been ten years, and that the Gryphon from back then was able to grow to this point..." The Sacred Yuan Palace Master's voice without the slightest emotion fluctuation descended from the void.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank you." Zhou Yuan smiled.

Back then, if it wasn't for the Saint Yuan Palace Master forcing him, he might not have left Cang Xuantian, and if he continued to stay in Cang Xuantian, Zhou Yuan believed that losing the many strong enemies that had honed him, it would definitely be difficult for him to reach this step in a dozen years.

So in a sense, this Saint Yuan Palace Master was considered to have achieved him.

The Sacred Yuan Palace Master stared at Zhou Yuan, his voice lofty and vast, "Your achievements today are indeed not small, but do you really think that you can change anything now?"

His eyes were somewhat compassionate, and his voice was like thunder that resounded through the heavens and earth, causing everything to not dare to make the slightest sound: "Zhou Yuan, you shouldn't have come back, hiding in the heavens, you can still continue to enjoy your glory as the first person under the saints, but coming back is just seeking death."

Zhou Yuan grinned, "I have met many saints over the years, even the Ancient One, but when it comes to their tone and mannerisms, they are all inferior to you, a half-saint with half a bucket of water."

"If it wasn't for the master behind you, do you really think you'd be able to hop around for long as a grasshopper? Any saint in the Homecoming Palace can exterminate you."

There was a faint chill rising in the eyes of the Sacred Origin Palace Master, the entire heaven and earth began to turn icy cold, the weather was directly at this moment, from the scorching sun, into a harsh winter.

An inexplicable vastness enveloped the heavens and earth.

Zhou Yuan's eyes narrowed, not having seen it for more than ten years, this Saint Yuan Palace Master's strength seemed to have similarly refined compared to back then, but in his senses, the latter still hadn't truly entered the saint yet.

That step was like an impenetrable layer of shackles, and as long as he had not yet become a true Saint, he would have nothing to fear!

Zhou Yuan stepped out, the Sacred Dragon Domain swept open, there were ancient dragon roars in the heavens and earth, and where the Domain covered, the piercing cold gradually receded.

"Old dog of Saint Yuan, the true body has not yet arrived, a mere avatar, and you want to play a show? Is it really still a dozen years ago?!" Zhou Yuan tilted his head up, his eyes cold, and behind him, the shadow of a huge and ancient dragon slowly emerged, erupting with a shocking dragon roar that caused the heavens and earth to shake.

Saint Yuan's gaze rested on the gigantic holy dragon body behind Zhou Yuan, his eyes seemed to narrow, although he was only an avatar at this point, in terms of power, he far surpassed an ordinary third realm of Dharma, but even so, he still failed to bring Zhou Yuan half a point of oppression.

From this, it was clear that this Zhou Yuan's name of being the first person under the saints to make his way through the heavens was somewhat true.

However, Saint Yuan did not have any worries, as Under Saints did not include him, a half-saint, and although he still had not been able to fully enter the saints during these ten years, it had to be said that he already possessed some of the might of a saint himself.

He's gotten so close...

As soon as the opportunity comes, taking that step is just a matter of water.

Now that Cang Xuantian was closed and no outside saints were allowed to enter, he had enough opportunity and power to unify Cang Xuantian, and then complete the task explained by the Holy Spirit, he would be able to wash away his mortal body and completely ascend into the bloodline of the Holy Family!

"On your body, there are fluctuations of the Cangxuan Sacred Seal, oh, and four sacred lines . No wonder I've always sensed something missing from the Cang Xuan Sacred Seal all these years, so you took it out ."

The Saint Yuan Palace Master's deep gaze swept over Zhou Yuan and whirled around, smiling, "This is what I came to confirm this time, but now it's worth the trip."

Zhou Yuan seriously said, "I also have to thank you for working hard for over ten years to collect the Cang Xuan Sacred Seal fragments, so that I don't have to go looking for them everywhere."

The Sacred Origin Palace Master sighed, "I didn't expect that Gryphon from back then would dare to speak to this seat like that now, it's really a bit... Ridiculous ah."

The two of them were needling each other, their words all contained incomparably strong power, the feeling was as if words were following the law, and the heavens and earth were accompanied by their words directed at each other, lightning and thunder, like the day of extinction.

Countless people were trembling at this point, even the strong Dharma Domains that came to their aid such as XI Jing, Wu Yao, and Su Youwei were all pale, they could feel the oppressive feeling that emanated from the Saint Yuan Palace Master, even though this was only an avatar, it was still stronger than all of them.

Although this Cangxuantian was small and chaotic, it still had peak powerhouses that could not be underestimated.

"Zhou Yuan, this seat advises you for the last time, if you are smart, hand over the Sacred Mark and Fragment and I will allow you to leave Cangxuantian with your family."

He stared at Zhou Yuan, his eyes cold and deep, with an indifferent and ruthless voice reverberating.

"This is your last chance."

Zhou Yuan felt the cold killing intent contained in the Sacred Yuan Palace Master's words and shook his head, not having any more nonsense with him, but flicking his fingers.

Ho!

Behind it, the Saint Dragon roared, and in the next instant, the violet-gold dragon's breath rolled out, carrying with it the power of destruction, directly shattering the void and submerging that Saint Yuan Palace Master's avatar into it.

Under the violet-gold dragon's breath, the void evaporated, and the incarnation of the Saint Yuan Palace Master didn't put up much resistance, but gradually melted away in it...

Zhou Yuan stared at the fading figure of the Sacred Yuan Palace Master.

"That's my answer, Old Dog Saint Yuan, you've been making trouble in Cangxuantian for years, no one else can clean you up... I'll collect!"

"Wait in your sacred palace lair, I'll come and settle the grudge from back then."

His calm voice echoed through the world.

The figure of the Saint Yuan Palace Master was dissipating like a bubble, but the eyes he was staring at Zhou Yuan were filled with ridicule and indifference.

Before it completely dissipated, there was a faint sound that came through the void.

"This seat is waiting for you to die."