Summoning Players into My Game Chapter 797 - 397: Joining the Ranks of the Powerful?

Enormous figures, the shortest at six to seven meters and the tallest surpassing twenty meters, stood arrayed before them. These were beings from the Celestial God Race and the Titan Race, their qi and blood radiating powerfully, matching that of Chi Mo and Sheng Mu. Yet, all these giants bowed respectfully behind an elder, barely three meters tall, distinguished by a silver horn on his forehead, a silver-white tail, and scales of the same hue covering his humanoid form.

"White Dragon King! How can it be you!" Yan Sha’s eyes widened in disbelief, his pupils contracting drastically upon recognizing the elder.

"Impossible! Why are you in the Black Mountain Star Domain? Weren’t you always stationed at Initial Star?" The Lord of Pure Light echoed the shock, his expression equally stunned.

Chi Mo and Sheng Mu, positioned nearby, wore complex, grim expressions.

"Father, who is that elder? Why is everyone so surprised?" Huang Yi, unable to contain his curiosity amidst the palpable fear, whispered to Chi Mo.

"He is the White Dragon King, the sole individual within the Imperial Country to have successfully parasitized a member of the Dragon Tribe!" Chi Mo explained with a heavy tone to the bewildered Huang Yi. "You are aware of the Dragon Tribe; they are no ordinary life forms. Their place in the hierarchy of existence far surpasses the Titan and Celestial God Races, existing beyond conventional understanding. Yet, he managed to parasitize one. Centuries ago, he achieved the Realm of Perfection in the Nine Gates Demigod Ultimate Technique and was crowned king on Initial Star. Although his official title is a Six-Star God General of the Imperial Country, his true might cannot be gauged by such a rank. He is undoubtedly one of the beings closest to achieving venerability in the entire universe."

"The Dragon Tribe? One of the few closest to becoming a venerable?" Huang Yi took a sharp breath, his gaze fixed on the elder aboard the warship.

Throughout the universe, the Dragon Tribe occupies a life level just beneath demigods, frequently demonstrating combat prowess exceeding their tier. Nevertheless, due to their scarcity and the absence of a demigod within their ranks, they are recognized as a powerful race. Were their numbers greater or had a demigod emerged among them, they could very well ascend to become the dominant race, eclipsing both the Celestial God and Titan races.

Typically, a Dragon Tribe member who attained the Divine Fusion Realm was already capable of matching a Five-Star God General. One reaching the pinnacle of the Divine Fusion High Tier could contend with a king who had mastered the Nine Gates Demigod Ultimate Technique to the Realm of Perfection.

A Dragon Tribe member achieving the Realm of Perfection in the Nine Gates Demigod Ultimate Technique!

He dared not even contemplate the strength possessed by the White Dragon King.

"This Imperial Country must have lost its mind! The Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, merely occupying a second-class life planet within the Divine Woman Star System, warrants sending such an entity for subjugation. What in the world has this Martial Arts Hall done to provoke the Imperial Country to this extent?" Sheng Mu looked at the distant White Dragon King, his voice laced with bewilderment and shock.

Within the Imperial Country, the White Dragon King’s standing is second only to those highest-ranking venerables. While not their equal, he possesses the capacity to contend with venerables to a degree.

Such a formidable being, when dispatched to deal with a mere Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall on Canglan Star, would be far more than adequate even for a Holy Hall within the Black Mountain Star Domain.

He could not fathom what merit this particular Martial Arts Hall held to necessitate the personal intervention of a figure as significant as the White Dragon King.

Neither the Holy Hall nor the Starry Sky Commerce could even dream of shielding the Martial Arts Hall by attempting to curry favor with such power.

While Chi Mo, Sheng Mu, and the others remained in a state of apprehension, the White Dragon King, standing on the deck of the flagship, casually observed Yan Sha and the Lord of Pure Light.

"This Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall must indeed possess some capabilities to summon you two old fellows here," the White Dragon King remarked with a light chuckle. "But regrettably, neither of you can prevent me. As my mood permits, you are free to depart, for I have no intention of harming you at this moment."

Yan Sha and the Lord of Pure Light exchanged a fleeting glance before firmly shaking their heads.

"White Dragon King, you must be underestimating us. Despite your immense strength, the two of us can hold you off for a considerable duration. Without your direct involvement, this invading force might not capture as many from the Martial Arts Hall," Yan Sha declared, his fighting spirit igniting.

The Lord of Pure Light nodded his concurrence.

Though the reason for the White Dragon King's presence had been unclear moments before, they now had a glimpse of understanding from his confident demeanor.

Potential!

The potential within the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall was remarkably high. Data from Myriad Dragon Star indicated that their gray-clothed disciples, though not yet at the Divine Fusion Realm, exhibited combat prowess equivalent to that level. Their inherent talents and potential clearly surpassed those of the Titan and Celestial God races. During the Prison Dragon Star conflict, the sheer number of these gray-clothed disciples from the Martial Arts Hall intensified the Imperial Country’s covetous desires.

Although the Dragon Tribe stands as the most formidable race, their numbers are exceptionally limited. Currently, only the White Dragon King has successfully managed to parasitize one of them. The Titan Race and Celestial God Race, due to their semi-divine nature, cannot be easily captured and parasitized by the Imperial Country. Any attempt to do so might incite a war among the gods themselves.

Nevertheless, the disciples of the Martial Arts Hall, possessing greater potential and a higher life hierarchy than the Titans and Celestial Gods, and lacking the protection of a demigod, naturally became the ideal candidates for parasitic hosts for the Imperial Country. Deploying someone like the White Dragon King to apprehend and contain the Martial Arts Hall disciples was a task undertaken with almost casual regularity.

Yet, sharing the same objective as the Imperial Country, other factions were also eager to lend their aid to the Martial Arts Hall.

"Attempting to stop me? It appears you two place little value on your lives!" The White Dragon King let out a low chuckle, addressing Yan Sha and the Lord of Pure Light.

Despite Yan Sha and the Lord of Pure Light being counted among the peak existences within their star domain, they were insignificant in his eyes. On the Initial Star, any crowned king possessed the capability to effortlessly defeat both of them, let alone himself.

However, just as the White Dragon King prepared to make his move, a woman emerged from Canglan Star. Her fiery red hair and emerald eyes complemented her refined demeanor, and she was clad in heavy defender armor, surrounded by a mass of fiery energy. A terrifying aura emanated from her, engulfing the entire vicinity. Even a powerful being like Huang Yi, who resided in the Divine Fusion Realm, struggled to draw breath, while those below this realm were rendered immobile, paralyzed aboard their ship, utterly incapable of movement.

"Such immense power!"

"Who is this formidable woman of the Human Race?"

Both Yan Sha and the Lord of Pure Light could not help but direct their gaze towards the mysterious woman, feeling an overwhelming sense of pressure emanating from her presence.

Before Yan Sha and the Lord of Pure Light could fully process their thoughts, Vanessa, moving with the speed of a shooting star, hurtled towards the Imperial Country’s flagship.

"You court death!"

The White Dragon King, observing Vanessa’s solitary approach, unleashed a powerful punch. It was a straightforward strike, imbued only with qi and the power of his blood, devoid of any complex techniques, relying solely on his overwhelming physical strength. Nevertheless, this punch was astonishingly swift. Even seasoned experts like Yan Sha and the Lord of Pure Light, unable to employ any Martial Arts, found themselves reduced to a primal contest of raw strength.

"Do not engage him in a contest of pure strength!" Yan Sha and the Lord of Pure Light urgently cried out as a warning upon witnessing the escalation.

Within the vastness of the universe, masters of the Divine Fusion Realm capable of contending solely through physical strength against the White Dragon King were exceedingly rare. This was not merely because the White Dragon King was a crowned king who had achieved Perfection in the Nine Gates Demigod Ultimate Technique, but also because he belonged to the Dragon Tribe, the most powerful life form in the universe.

Assessments conducted on the Initial Star had calculated the White Dragon King’s true might to be significantly beyond the upper limits of the Divine Fusion High Tier. His raw bodily force surpassed 3.3 million tons, and when augmented by his qi and blood power, it exceeded a staggering 8 million tons – a level of strength that a Divine Fusion Realm expert, without resorting to Martial Arts, simply could not endure!

Yet, as Vanessa faced this devastating blow, she neither dodged nor attempted to evade. Instead, channeling the power of her qi and blood into her hand, she met the incoming punch head-on with her own.

Boom!

The impact of their clashing fists sent reverberations throughout the surrounding cosmic battlefield, stretching for thousands of kilometers. Shockwaves propagated outwards, causing even High Tier Divine Fusion masters within hundreds of kilometers to visibly tremble.

In the immediate aftermath, the White Dragon King’s three-meter frame was observed being violently propelled backward into the flagship, creating a dent dozens of meters deep in its armor. His form then disintegrated into countless fragments, scattering into the flagship’s structure. In stark contrast, Vanessa’s two-meter figure remained standing, completely unharmed, her expression one of profound and unshakeable calm…