Chapter 1087 How about you give a symbolic spurt...

Soul Dragon Emperor didn't think further. A hint of red light appeared in its eyes as its soul power surged forward, unleashing a soul attack towards the branch.

Whoosh—

The branch trembled and instantly retreated, burrowing back underground into the desert.

The injuries on Soul Dragon Emperor's head visibly healed, and it sustained no damage.

The current clone was far from the one it was in the past.

Just as it was about to mock, it noticed boundless seas of fire erupting all around. Even the spatial barrier of the black and white butterflies trembled, seemingly unable to withstand the onslaught.

Boom, boom, boom!

Flames rained down, the terrifying temperature distorting the air.

And within the depths of the fiery sea, a uniquely shaped flame tree appeared, slowly approaching it.

Upon the great tree stood Wang Ce, the Grand Commander of the Royal Beast Master Regiment!

"Chen Pi, long time no see."

Wang Ce smiled faintly, ignoring the Soul Dragon before him.

"Uncle Wang..."

Chen Shu was slightly surprised, not expecting to have invited such a renowned reclusive expert.

The man possessed the strength of a King-tier Rank 2, arguably the strongest among the recluses.

Just then, the fiery sea churned, and another figure emerged.

Qin Tian, riding a crimson bird with a pair of kingly eyes, looked at the Soul Dragon with a hint of curiosity, as if reminiscing.

"What is this thing again?!"

"It's you!"

In an instant, both sides recognized each other.

"Roar!"

Soul Dragon Emperor roared, as if transported back to those bygone days.

Among those who had surrounded and attacked its clone, Qin Tian and Wang Ce had been the main forces.

Was this a reenactment of the past?

But it was no longer the pathetic, spewing dragon it once was!

"I think I remember too, was it that Beast Emperor?!"

Wang Ce's expression turned solemn, a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes.

Qin Tian mused, "Still a clone, but considerably stronger. King-tier Rank 2, perhaps..."

"Whether it's you or your rescuers, you will all die!"

Soul Dragon Emperor roared, its eyes moving as it instantly unleashed its skill.

Its body swayed left and right, subtly creating afterimages.

But in the next moment, the afterimages actually separated.

Soon, a total of eighteen identical blue dragons appeared, all appearing ethereal, as if lacking substance.

Soul Dragon Emperor's gaze turned ferocious, its terrifying soul power permeating the air as it commanded:

"You want to compete with me in numbers?"

"No, you seem a bit unconvinced?"

Wang Ce smiled faintly, his gaze shifting to three other directions.

From the depths of the fiery sea, three more figures faintly emerged, all possessing King-tier auras.

They were Liu Feng, Chen Qinghai, and the Governor of Southern Cang, Fang Wei!

In an instant, twenty-five King-tier contracted spirits surrounded them, their auras towering, filled with chilling killing intent!

"???"

Soul Dragon Emperor's expression froze, a look of horror in its eyes. This lineup was utterly preposterous!

You brought five King-tiers to ambush me?!

Soul Dragon Emperor's voice deepened, "Are you that old ghost's illegitimate son?!"

Five King-tiers protecting one Gold-tier, truly going to such lengths to shield them, weren't they?

"No..."

Chen Shu shook his head and said, "Actually, my true identity is..."

"Hm?"

Soul Dragon Emperor's attention was drawn, and it couldn't help but lean in to listen.

The others couldn't help but want to hear as well. Could he truly have a special identity?

Chen Shu's voice dropped to a low register as he slowly spoke:

"Your... Daddy."

"???"

Soul Dragon Emperor's expression faltered, then erupted into absolute fury.

But just as it was about to strike, it was interrupted by Chen Shu again.

"Wait! I have one last thing to say!"

"Say your mother!"

Soul Dragon Emperor was completely broken, cursing aloud. Simultaneously, its soul power transformed into a visible great hammer, hurtling towards Chen Shu.

Screech!

In that instant, the crimson bird with kingly eyes beneath Qin Tian let out a sharp cry, its mental energy also surging forth to form a barrier, blocking Soul Dragon Emperor's attack.

It possessed the bloodline of the Chongming Bird, naturally excelling in mental attacks.

At this moment, Chen Shu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said:

"Don't rush, this sentence is really important!"

Without waiting for Soul Dragon Emperor's reply, he pulled out a jar filled with black powder and hastily stated:

"The scene is the same as back then, but there's actually one fundamental difference."

Soul Dragon Emperor's expression froze, not quite comprehending.

"You're not spewing now!"

Chen Shu grinned and said, "The atmosphere is already here, how about you give a symbolic spew?"

"Roar!!"

The eighteen Soul Dragons' eyes turned blood red, ignoring everyone else and charging directly at Chen Shu, their killing intent palpable.

"Damn it, do you have to be so eager..."

Chen Shu's expression changed, and he instantly vanished from his spot with his contracted spirit.

The spatial barrier of the black and white butterflies had already been disrupted by Wang Ce's flame domain, so it could no longer trap him.

However, even if it hadn't been disrupted, it wouldn't have stopped the Space Rabbit's divine skill; it would have merely required adding an extra spatial imprint.

"Big shots, you fight, I'll cheer you on!"

Chen Shu shouted from outside the sea of fire, deliberately leaving the combat zone.

His strength was indeed formidable, but only when facing Gold-tiers. He was incomparable to King-tiers, let alone in such a large-scale melee.

"This kid..."

Qin Tian shook his head, not paying it much mind.

With Chen Shu standing by, it actually made it difficult for them to attack, as they worried about accidentally harming him.

"Wang and I will take the lead, the rest of you will provide support!"

Qin Tian's expression was placid as he directly took charge of the battle.

He and Wang Ce were both King-tier Rank 2, while the other three were King-tier Rank 1, making them the natural core of the fight.

Liu Feng nodded, "No problem."

In an instant, the great battle between the two sides was imminent.

Soul Dragon Emperor's gaze fell upon the twenty-five King-tier contracted spirits, a thought of retreat forming in its mind.

It was already outmatched in this battle.

Moreover, Qin Tian's Chongming Bird and Wang Ce's Heavenly Fire Tree had a slight advantage in countering it.

Just then, a mocking voice echoed:

"Are there any cowards who want to run?"

"Hurry back to Dragon Abyss, this isn't a place for you. You'll probably never get to kill your brother Fiend."

"Go back, wash your neck clean, and wait for me to personally take your head!"

"Roar!"

Soul Dragon Emperor's expression became enraged, its hatred almost clouding its mind.

Chen Shu, at this moment, was like a low-IQ villain who enjoyed taunting,

But it could only endure, unable to make any countermove.

It had to be said, he was indeed skilled at provoking people...