I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 641 641: Turmoil Is Imminent

"Is Xia Kang this guy a complete fool?"

"Even now, he's busy showing off his background. Does he think we're not perishing quick enough?"

"This idiot really has a blockhead. Why didn't he just guide the Five-Clawed Black Dragon straight to the Tyrant Fist Holy Land?"

"..."

Within the Great Xia Tribe, after catching wind of his statements, folks from all sides hurled curses at Xia Kang. If possible, they'd charge forward immediately and stitch his lips closed tight.

The Great Priest even shot a bizarre look toward the Chieftain next to him. Were it not for the dread of that sky-soaring Black Dragon targeting him first, he'd leap out and berate Xia Kang fiercely.

Beyond the tribe's borders, Xia Kang took in the Five-Clawed Black Dragon's remarks, but his face stayed utterly calm. Coolly, he uttered just three words: "What a shame."

???

Every being there caught Xia Kang's phrase, and massive question marks popped up in their minds. Nobody grasped what he meant at all.

The Five-Clawed Black Dragon let out a mocking laugh and declared, "Brat, are you listening to your own nonsense?"

Xia Kang recalled his master's imposing figure and overwhelmingly fierce presence. The anxiety and terror gripping his chest vanished in an instant. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he replied, "I meant it's unfortunate that my master's ultimate divine skill has to be wasted on a trivial Demon Emperor like you."

"Hahaha..."

The Five-Clawed Black Dragon burst into loud laughter and stated, "Brat, is your master perhaps a Martial God? Even a Martial God wouldn't dare challenge my Dragon Clan."

"Martial God?"

Xia Kang intentionally held back for a beat, his expression brimming with reverence as he said, "My master could rip a Martial God in half with a single hand. To me, a Martial God isn't all that impressive."

"Young one, it looks like you've swallowed your master's boasts as fact. Fine, this Emperor will offer you a shot to summon your master. Let's see exactly what he's capable of."

The Five-Clawed Black Dragon spoke with utter contempt on his features. He'd already resolved to slaughter every human present to join his brother in death, so timing mattered little. Besides, his divine sense spanned ten thousand li around.

Should that brat's master try to flee, he'd chase them down without effort.

The people of the Great Xia Tribe overheard this and silently begged in their hearts: Xia Kang, hurry and call your master. Stop yelling out there.

Xia Kang, of course, couldn't pick up on their inner pleas. With a grin, he responded, "Very well, as you desire."

With that, he turned his eyes to Ying Li nearby and inquired, "Junior Brother, have you ever witnessed Master in action?"

"No."

Ying Li had no clue why his Senior Brother posed this and instinctively shook his head.

"Lucky for us, neither have I. Today, we'll observe it side by side."

Once done, Xia Kang gradually lifted the jade pendant clutched in his palm, pointing it toward the Five-Clawed Black Dragon overhead. He channeled spiritual energy into it and bellowed, "Master, descend and show yourself."

His words barely echoed when the jade pendant burst forth with brilliant light. In the following instant, a Dharma avatar mirroring Cao Youqian perfectly materialized in the heavens.

As the Dharma avatar emerged, the grin vanished from the Five-Clawed Black Dragon's visage. He sensed an oppressive force from this avatar that rivaled his father's own.

"Sto... Stop..."

The Five-Clawed Black Dragon instinctively yelled out, yet the Dharma avatar's reply was a devastating blow.

It was a punch brimming with supreme arrogance.

One strike released, and even deities and enlightened ones would shudder!

Boom!

With a thunderous explosion, the Five-Clawed Black Dragon soaring above exploded into scattered gore and fragments. Both body and soul were utterly annihilated, leaving just a Dragon Pearl plummeting swiftly from the air.

It crashed down hard on the far riverbank facing the Great Xia Tribe with a resounding thud.

Silence. Across a hundred li, the area fell eerily still, without a single bird's cry. In the Great Xia Tribe, the Great Priest and Chieftain gaped at the blood-soaked sky, frozen in shock.

Only when the initial droplet of bloody rain hit their cheeks did the pair snap out of it, swiftly circulating True Qi to gather this precious downpour.

Neither cried out nor yelled. This belonged to Xia Kang's victory, and no one else could claim a share.

Outside the tribe, Ying Li lingered in daze for ages. The impact from that spectacle had hit him far too hard.

Xia Kang, meanwhile, shut his eyes and deeply relished that prior punch. Much later, he reopened them and announced, "I've grasped it."

Ying Li questioned, "Senior Brother, what exactly did you grasp?"

Xia Kang elaborated, "Master's Unrivaled Tyrant Fist demands not just overwhelming power but a relentless, unyielding will. This echoes what Master always teaches: if our Dao Heart stands firm, our strikes grow mightier."

Upon hearing this, Ying Li instinctively flashed a thumbs-up at Xia Kang. "Senior Brother, that's impressive for you. Still, we've just taken down a Dragon God's offspring. This might draw bigger dangers. We should notify Master right away."

"Makes sense. Tomorrow, meet me here, and we'll head back to the sect as one."

Xia Kang had planned to leave straight off, but skipping a visit home felt wrong.

"Sure."

Ying Li saw nothing amiss in the plan.

After bidding Ying Li farewell, Xia Kang tucked the Dragon Pearl into the storage bag his master had given him. Then he soared over the vast river and reentered the tribe.

The moment he touched ground, the Great Priest and Chieftain approached to greet him, their faces etched with worry as they asked, "Kang'er, are you okay?"

Xia Kang shook his head. "Grandfather, Great Priest, I'm perfectly fine."

The Chieftain probed with curiosity, "How did you get that senior to act earlier?"

Xia Kang smiled as he clarified, "Before descending the mountain, Master handed me this jade pendant. In times of peril, activating it calls Master to aid me."

"You must guard that jade pendant well. Losing it would spell disaster." The Chieftain warned quickly.

"No need for concern, Grandfather. Only us few disciples can wield it safely. Anyone else grabbing it would likely face severe backlash." Xia Kang replied calmly.

The pair, who had itched to inspect the jade pendant, immediately shelved the thought and shifted to quizzing Xia Kang on his progress under that senior these years.

Xia Kang held nothing back, sharing all he could with the two elders.

As the Great Priest proclaimed the Black Dragon's defeat at that senior's hands, peace returned to the Great Xia Tribe. Those who'd badmouthed Xia Kang before felt too ashamed to approach him now.

The dawn of the following day saw Xia Kang and Ying Li departing together for the Tyrant Fist Holy Land.

...

"Why are you two back in such a rush?"

Cao Youqian eyed his two disciples, who looked weary from the journey, and showed a confused look.

"Master, we ran into a Five-Clawed Black Dragon along the way..."

Xia Kang recounted yesterday's full ordeal to his master without omission.

After absorbing the tale, Cao Youqian chuckled and said, "Ah, so it was that one's elder brother who showed up. No issue; even if his real father arrived, this Seat wouldn't flinch. But why on earth did a Five-Clawed Black Dragon appear out of nowhere?"

"I know the story."

Lei Qilin's voice suddenly echoed.

Cao Youqian whipped around at the sound, glaring irritably at Lei Qilin. "Big Lei, next time you talk, could you not sneak up from behind? You nearly scared me to death."

Lei Qilin cocked its head. "You never mentioned that rule before."

"Out with it, what went down?"

Cao Youqian wondered keenly how Big Lei, a Qilin, knew Dragon Clan secrets.

Lei Qilin explained, "The Qilin, Dragon, and Phoenix Clans are on the brink of all-out war. I got word too that my clan expects me to wipe out the Black Dragon and a Thunder Phoenix. Yesterday, I shot back that I'd already slain the Black Dragon and was recovering. Give it time before I tackle that Thunder Phoenix."

"You sure know how to spin tales, kid. Claiming my kill as yours. Though, why are your three clans clashing?" Cao Youqian asked, face full of bewilderment.

"Hehe."

Lei Qilin chuckled. "Brother, what's yours is mine anyway. Less hassle, right?"

It hesitated, then added, "It's all about seizing dominance over this continent, isn't it? Right now, among the hundred clans, just our Qilin, Dragon, and Phoenix have Three Ancestors beyond Demon God level. Topple the other two, and the whole land falls to the victor."

"Who claims only your three clans boast God King powerhouses? Our Ask Dao Sect has them too."

Cao Youqian countered, then muttered, "Why not just split the realm three ways? Do you have to battle to the bitter end?"

He couldn't shake thoughts of the Tianxuan Continent, where such conflicts had raged before. Clearly, Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin lacked the chops to rule this land alone.

Lei Qilin skipped answering directly, instead grinning as it asked, "Brother Qian-er, mind lending a hand to deal with that old hag?"

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