"No, no, please don't hurt me!"

A woman whose clothes were severely damaged, snow-white skin, messy hair, and a face full of tears fell amidst the grass. She did her best to stomp her snow-white legs as she pleaded in a pale panic.

"Keep shouting, it's useless even if you shout until your throat breaks. No one here can save you!"

The moment Ye Chenfeng finished, the faces of the three men and the charming woman changed.

The next moment, the girl, who was humiliated, shattered an array disc in her hands and activated the great array hidden in the forest, trapping Ye Zichen and Long Shaotian inside.

"Brat, you knew it was a trap, but you still dared to step in. I think you're tired of living!" The ruthless man stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips as he spoke with a strong killing intent.

"Attack!"

As the four of them continuously injected their demonic powers into the activated array, thousands of black runes appeared in the array, like snakes dancing in the sky, and started a fierce attack on Ye Zichen and Xia Keke.

"Hmph, trying to kill me with such a small formation?"

Although the array in front of him looked like it was filled with killing intent, it was extremely vulgar in Ye Zichen's eyes. He snorted coldly and threw a punch across the sky.

"Crack crack crack!"

The formation that the four of them had deliberately set up cracked one after another after receiving Ye Chenfeng's punch. This shocking scene scared the four silly.

"S-senior, we know we're at fault. Please spare us!"

When they saw the power of Ye Chenfeng's punch, the four of them broke their mental defenses and were so scared that they broke out in cold sweat. They did not dare to act impudently anymore, and all kneeled on the ground, begging Ye Chenfeng to forgive them.

As he looked at the four people, who were kowtowing and apologizing, Ye Chenfeng remained unmoved. He gently waved his arm, causing space to fluctuate as he viciously struck the four people, stunning them.

"Soulsearch!"

Following that, Ye Zichen used the power of his god head to search the souls of the four people, obtaining important information about the Dragon World.

"You deserve to die!"

During the soul search, Ye Chenfeng found that the four people were vicious. More than a hundred dragon people had died in their hands, and their methods were extremely cruel. They directly crushed their heads and ended their lives.

"How is it, Young Master Ye, did you get anything?"

Long Shaotian walked over to Ye Zichen's side and asked softly as he watched him crush the heads of the four people.

"Good harvest!" A great chaos has occurred in the Dragon World, affecting all eight races of the dragon race. " Ye Chenfeng nodded and said, "And the Raindragon tribe closest to us, are suffering from a mysterious attack."

"The Raindragon clan is in danger!" Long Shaotian's expression changed slightly, "Young Master Ye, I have a good relationship with the Raindragon tribe. Let's go help them quickly."

"Alright!"

Ye Zichen nodded, then put away the items left behind by the four of them, summoned out his Undying Wings and flew towards the Raindragon's Ancestral Land.

"Mm, the sound of fighting!"

Ye Chenfeng and Long Shaotian flew at high speed for more than two hours. When Ye Chenfeng's powerful soul force detected the sound of a fierce battle, he immediately flew towards Long Shaotian.

"It's the Flying Rain-Dragon Tribe!"

From afar, he saw four heavily injured men and a woman wearing Raindragon Ancestral Robes. Long Shaotian immediately recognized them as the masters of the Raindragon Tribe.

"Long Heng, you're the strongest. Hurry up and escape, we'll help you stall them!"

A white-haired, old woman holding a walking stick with a dragon's head, her body covered with scars, was doing her best to block the attack, while urging a tall, white-haired old man with a long spear.

"If I want to die, I'll die together. I, Long Heng, will not live on!" The white-haired old man stubbornly said. He was willing to pay any price to burn the beast cores to stimulate his own potential and protect himself with all of his strength.

"Go to hell!"

Suppressing the attacks of Long Heng's group of four, a man wearing a black robe suddenly leaped into the air. A large bird with golden light emerging from his strong body and spreading wings of more than ten meters was launching a fatal attack at Long Heng's group of four.

"Long Heng, you have to live to avenge us! Leave quickly!"

At this critical moment, the white-haired old woman and the other two Raindragon Clan experts fearlessly stood in front of Long Heng. They wanted to use their own lives to block this fatal attack and create an opportunity for Long Heng to escape.

"No!"

Long Heng let out a desperate howl. Under the anxious gazes of the three old men, he gritted his teeth and was about to break out of the encirclement.

However, the moment he broke out of the encirclement, he saw two afterimages flying towards him at a speed several times faster than light.

In the next moment, the giant golden bird that was filled with deadly energy slowed down and was smashed apart by a punch from a white-clothed man who had rushed over in time.

"Time Slow Rules!" Sensing the change in the flow of time, the man in black, who was the most powerful and had reached the 3-star Dao God level, had his expression change slightly. He looked towards Ye Chenfeng and Mu Jinglei, who had rushed over in time, and said with a solemn tone, "Who are you?"

"You Golden Roc Clan have such big guts, you actually dared to come to my Dragon Realm to kill people!"

Long Shaotian's eyes spouted fire as he looked at the man in black and spoke with killing intent.

"Let's go!"

Sensing that the aura coming from Long Shaotian's body was getting stronger, making it difficult for them to breathe, the black robed man and the others trembled. Without any hesitation, they turned around to flee.

"Can you escape?"

Long Shaotian made a grasping motion with his hand, and a torrent of energy surged in from all directions. It quickly gathered to form a giant hand that covered a few square meters, grabbing towards the man in black and the others.

"AHH!"

Screams of pain followed one after another.

Except for the black robed man, the rest of the black-clad men were all crushed to death by Long Shaotian's giant hand.

"You, you can't kill me. If you kill me, you will die too!"

Witnessing Long Shaotian's terror, the black robed man was scared out of his wits as he shouted out in fright.

"Soulsearch!"

At that moment, Ye Zichen appeared beside him. He had borrowed the mind of the God Devouring Brain to search his soul and obtain his soul memories.

"Crack!"

After the soul search was over, Ye Zichen exerted a bit of force with his five fingers, causing his head to shatter, his soul to shatter, and he was killed.

"Sure enough, there's a hidden hand behind the internal strife of the dragon clan. This hand is the Imperial Sky Clan and the Demon Region's Flying Bird Clan!"

Ye Chenfeng threw the black robed man's corpse to the side, wiped off the blood on his hands and said slowly.

"Thank you, seniors, for saving our lives. We will never forget it!" After surviving the calamity, the four people of Long Heng's group quickly walked over and bowed deeply towards Ye Zichen and Su Yan, thanking their savior.

"Senior doesn't dare!" Ye Chenfeng used both hands to support Long Heng's arms and helped him up. He looked at Long Heng's vaguely familiar face and asked, "Do you recognize this item?"

With that, Ye Chenfeng summoned the top-grade saint artifact, the Nine Dragons Jade Wall, from the lower realms.

"This, this is the Nine Dragon Jade Wall!" As he looked at the Nine Dragons Jade Wall in Ye Zichen's hand, Long Heng's cloudy eyes widened. He looked at Ye Chenfeng and said in shock, "How did you get this?"

"I really didn't recognize the wrong person. Senior is the person who left behind the Nine Dragon Jade Wall in the lower realms!"

When Ye Zichen came to rescue Long Heng, he felt a familiar aura from his body. He couldn't help but think of the Nine Dragons Jade Wall and the remnant soul within it.

"You! You're a martial artist that ascended from the lower realms!" Long Heng said in shock. He was surprised that a person who had ascended from the lower realms was unable to see through his cultivation.

"Sky Dragon Clan's Young Patriarch …" Upon learning of Long Shaotian's identity, Long Heng and the others immediately pleaded, "Young master, I beg of you to save my little princess, he was captured by the Violet Cloud City Lord."