The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 667 - A worthy battle! (01)

Bai Hu Lie and Qingyi found themselves locked in a silent confrontation, the surrounding spectators and their palpable tension completely disregarded.

"I have eagerly anticipated this confrontation for a considerable time, little dragon," the tiger declared with a boisterous laugh, circling Qingyi. His cold eyes blazed with the fervor of battle. "Are you truly intent on facing me in such a state? I would be utterly disappointed, hahaha!"

"No," Qingyi responded, a gentle smile gracing his lips as he shook his head and embraced his draconic form.

His horns began to grow, and small, obsidian scales started to creep across his skin, layering over his muscle and bone like a living suit of armor.

A colossal set of wings unfurled from his back, casting a vast shadow that swallowed the fractured ground beneath.

His claws elongated, each one now possessing a sharpness capable of cleaving stone, exhibiting a power far exceeding their previous state.

Divine tigers were positioned just a single step below black dragons in terms of sheer might, and this was a small gap. However, this was not the primary concern.

Bai Hu Lie possessed an incredibly pure lineage, his beast blood a near-perfect ninety-five percent, without a shadow of a doubt.

Qingyi had been diligently enhancing the purity of his own bloodline with each advancement, but the process was far from complete. His current purity level stood at a mere eighty percent.

Although draconic blood inherently surpassed that of a divine tiger, the disparity in purity placed him in a precarious situation.

This would undoubtedly be a grueling battle.

He retrieved the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword and presented it to Rou'er.

Should any unforeseen circumstances arise, Khaedryss was poised to emerge from the mind world, ready to shield them both, even if it meant revealing her presence.

For another fleeting moment, the two combatants' gazes intertwined. The atmosphere between them grew frigid, laden with the palpable weight of their intent to battle.

That chilling stillness, however, did not persist.

A deafening roar shattered the prevailing silence. The very ground beneath their feet erupted into a cloud of dust as both figures seemingly vanished from sight.

No Qi was employed. No cunning tactics were used. No weapons were drawn. No artifacts were activated.

Sheer, unadulterated physical prowess propelled their bodies beyond the barrier of sound.

They converged in the sky. The tiger's fist met the dragon's fist.

The impact ripped violently through the air.

A fleeting instant of stark silence ensued, immediately followed by an even more cataclysmic explosion that radiated outwards. Dust billowed in every direction as shockwaves leveled all in their destructive path.

Longwei, Rou'er, and Xue Hua hastily retreated further, their eyes wide with disbelief at the level of devastation unfolding before them, all achieved without the expenditure of a single wisp of Qi.

Within the celestial heavens, where the foundational laws of existence exerted a far more potent influence, even cultivators at their current level would find it arduous to inflict such widespread destruction, even when wielding Qi.

What, by all accounts, was the source of this terrifying, raw strength?

As the dust gradually subsided, two figures stood revealed, their fists locked together above a newly formed, gaping crater.

Neither combatant had taken even a single step backward.

"Ah, yes... this is the true might of a dragon!" Bai Hu Lie bellowed with exhilarating joy, his free hand lunging forward to grasp Qingyi's arm.

Before the young dragon could even react, the tiger yanked forcefully. Qingyi's arm snapped with a sharp, sickening crack, freeing Bai Hu Lie's right fist.

The fist then surged forward like an unstoppable battering ram.

Qingyi, however, did not passively endure the onslaught. His boots shot upwards with astonishing speed.

Two distinct impacts resonated in rapid succession.

The tiger was violently propelled backward, his jaw mangled. His neck snapped to the side with enough force to cause a break, and the coppery taste of blood flooded his mouth as his vision swam in a disorienting vortex.

Qingyi was also sent hurtling backward, his feet carving deep furrows into the earth. Agonizing pain flared across his face like liquid fire, searing behind his eyes and through his crushed nasal structure.

He seized his fractured arm and, with a single, decisive movement, violently snapped it back into alignment.

Bone grated against bone. His formidable regenerative abilities immediately commenced their work, mending both the arm and the shattered nose. The bones resettled beneath his skin with a series of audible pops.

He could not deny his grudging admiration for the sheer ease with which the tiger had managed to break his arm.

Yet, this did not instill fear in him. Quite the contrary.

His body surged with an even more intense battle intent than before, his blood visibly steaming beneath the dark scales.

This marked the first occasion his draconic constitution had faltered, and he was eager to ascertain its true limitations.

"Ah..." Bai Hu Lie audibly reset his jaw, his own regenerative process lagging only slightly behind the dragon's.

He remained perfectly motionless. His eyes blazed with a crimson intensity, no different from that of a beast driven solely by primal instinct.

Every white hair on his body stood on end. His claws extended, and his teeth sharpened into razor-like fangs. Dense vapor billowed from his mouth with each exhalation, accompanied by a guttural growl.

For a single, suspended heartbeat, their eyes met once more before they charged.

Their fists clashed again, but neither hesitated. They pressed forward in tandem with their violent strikes, annihilating the distance between them.

Qingyi ducked low, shielding his head with his left fist while his right targeted the tiger's exposed ribs. Each impacting blow delivered a brutal force.

A crimson shockwave ripped through the tiger's internal organs, accompanied by the dull thud of flesh and bone yielding with each surge.

Blood erupted from the tiger's maw.

With a roar that mixed blood and defiance, he drove his claws into the obsidian scales protecting Qingyi's midsection. The tips dug into the armor, tearing the scales away piece by piece.

Bai Hu Lie gripped the dragon's head, yanking with all his might.

His intent was brutally simple: to sever Qingyi's head from his body. When it became evident this wouldn't succeed, he plunged his fist down with overwhelming force.

Qingyi plummeted into the earth, the ground fracturing beneath him, a crater blooming outward from the point of impact.

However, he managed to retaliate before hitting the ground, shattering the tiger's arm in three distinct places.

The tiger offered no respite. A devastating kick sent Qingyi hurtling towards the phoenix's nest at breakneck speed.

His body surpassed the sound barrier. The air shrieked in protest as he tore through it, leaving a deafening whistle in his wake.

Within the opulent lair, nestled beneath a colossal, ornate blue staircase, slumbered a phoenix of unparalleled beauty. Its radiant form, a majestic twenty-five meters in length, lay pristine and untouched.

That tranquility was short-lived.

The mansion's entrance doors were blasted inward with a thunderous roar, and Qingyi's body impacted the phoenix's back like a missile.

The phoenix shrieked. Its bones fractured upon impact, and the sound escaping its beak was one of pure, unadulterated agony.

"Damn it..." Qingyi ground his teeth together, the phoenix's frigid feathers pressing against his own back. He glanced upward to see the tiger already descending upon him, its shattered arm fully regenerated, a destructive fist drawn back and poised to strike.

Qingyi twisted to the side.

Bai Hu Lie's fist instead pulverized the phoenix's back. The magnificent creature emitted another mournful cry as its body was driven through more than fifty meters of solid concrete, burying itself into the earth like a flattened nail.

Its torment, regrettably, was far from over.

The instant the tiger shifted his gaze, Qingyi was upon him, unleashing a relentless barrage of punches.

An explosion reverberated through the devastated mansion. This time, it was Bai Hu Lie who was forcefully embedded into the phoenix's back.

The unfortunate creature's form splintered through wall after wall, piercing the palace structure from one end to the other.

Its expiring form emanated naught but profound indignation.

How had she possibly offended these formidable cultivators? What a cruel fate...