Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start
Chapter 1346 - 275: Contending with the Imperial Clan

Chapter 1346: Chapter 275: Contending with the Imperial Clan

The Dragon Nest, said to be a lair, was in fact very expansive, like a vast piece of the heavens and earth.

Dragon Blood Grass and True Dragon Fruit, were rare treasures unmatched in all the lands, more extraordinary than sacred medicines that spanned tens of thousands of years.

Among them, the Dragon Blood Grass was crimson, about several feet in size, lustrous and shiny, sparkling like radiant rosy clouds.

This was the manifestation of the essence and blood power of a true dragon, which created such a miraculous thing, exceedingly rare and only to be encountered here.

And the True Dragon Fruit grew on an ancient tree that resembled an old dragon. It appeared as a miniature golden true dragon hanging there, shining brightly like tiny fierce suns, evidently extraordinary in medicinal effect.

Not long after delving into the Dragon Nest, we encountered these two kinds of precious treasures, and everyone was very delighted.

However, unexpectedly, a "Cheng Yaojin" appeared halfway, from the core realm of the sacred world, one of the imperial families of the Dragon Clan appeared here.

The speaker was a young man, appearing to be about the same age as Ao Xing of the Purple-blood Sky Dragon Clan.

He was handsome, with jade-like dragon horns on his head, and arrogant in demeanor, but this was a common affliction among many of the Dragon Clans.

As descendants of celestial beings, they had the right to be so.

"Are you deaf or what? Why do you still stand here, what are you thinking, to steal our clan’s treasures!" Ao Jing spoke out, his face very stern, his attitude exuding great pride, as if he was ready to fight at a word’s disagreement.

As one of the earliest imperial families to arrive in the core realm of the sacred world, after years of growth, coupled with the bloodline in their bodies, they were undeniably powerful. Although they were restrained by the limits of the realms due to the celestial ceiling, once this restriction was broken, a tremendous leap forward awaited them.

Thus, Ao Jing didn’t even bother to ask about the identities of Gu Chen and his group; he imperiously demanded that they leave.

"Brother Gu, we should leave here first," suggested Ren Fei, seeing that Ao Jing was about to make a move. He was inwardly frowning, as Qingyun Palace was no match for the imperial Dragon Clan, having been in the core realm of the sacred world for just one era.

Furthermore, with the continual emergence of formidable Dragon Clan members, and this being the Dragon Nest, it was not guaranteed they wouldn’t have special means at their disposal. Ren Fei feared for Gu Chen’s well-being.

Long Yi and the others remained quiet, simply watching Gu Chen calmly, leaving the decision to him.

For a moment, Ao Jing and his people were not fools, and they identified the stand immediately. He snorted disdainfully, "If I’m not mistaken, you all must be from Qingyun Palace. How has Qingyun Palace fallen so much over these years? A group of Heavenly Realm Great Powers having to watch the face of a mere Harmonious Union realm junior for action?"

"If that is the case, I don’t think your destruction is far away!"

After mocking with these words, Ao Jing’s gaze shifted to look towards Princess Xidie and Gu Qingyan, nodding slightly, "They do have some beauty."

His attitude was dismissive, as if Gu Chen and the others were of no consequence. It was simply too arrogant.

Or rather, because of his own strength and background, Ao Jing truly did not see Gu Chen and his companions as worthy of attention.

"Do you want to die?" It was then that Gu Chen spoke, his expression indifferent, as he looked towards Ao Jing.

"Like worthless weeds, you dare to make such noise. I don’t care who you are or who your elders are. I give you three breaths’ time to apologize to me or else bear the consequences!" Ao Jing’s face darkened as he spoke harshly.

"Oh no!" Ren Fei’s heart shook upon seeing this, knowing that a battle between the two parties was inevitable.

"Wait."

It was at this point that Ao Xing, from the Purple-blood Sky Dragon Clan, spoke up, stepping in front of Ao Jing. He looked rather seriously at Gu Chen and communicated some information via a spiritual message.

As fellow members of the Dragon Clan, once they entered this land, it was natural for Ao Xing to join them, and with the arrival of Ao Jing and others, the strength of the entire Purple-blood Sky Dragon Clan would be greatly bolstered upon leaving the sacred realm.

Due to the Purple-blood Sky Dragon Clan’s power in the upper realms, the dragons in the sacred realm regarded Ao Xing highly.

"What did you say? This kid is that extraordinary?" Ao Jing expressed disbelief after hearing Ao Xing’s account.

"But regardless, everything within the Dragon Nest should belong to our Dragon Clan, and no one can take it away!" Ao Jing declared, his attitude firm.

He was confident in his Dragon Clan bloodline to suppress everything; if beings of the same level appeared before him, Ao Jing would still have some reservations.

But as for Gu Chen, a mere Harmonious Union realm Human Clan member, if he were to back down now, Ao Jing felt that would be a loss of face for the Dragon Clan, and he could not bring himself to do such a thing.

Seeing Ao Jing’s resolute attitude, Ao Xing did not try to persuade further, and at the same time, he wished to see how far Gu Chen, who had entered the core realm of the sacred world, had progressed.

"Even if he is extraordinary, with the Dragon Clan’s celestial bloodline, he shouldn’t be a match," Ao Xing murmured to himself.

Ao Jing was not weak, and not far behind him in strength; among the dragons in the sacred realm, he was one of the top powerhouses of the young generations, far surpassing Jin Xuan, who had just recently broken through to the Heavenly Realm.

"You didn’t cherish the opportunity, and now it is too late to say anything!" Once Ao Xing retreated, Ao Jing coldly snorted, his palm shot out, incredibly domineering and forceful, directly aiming for Gu Chen’s face.

Seeing this, Gu Chen’s expression remained neither sad nor happy, his eyes deep as ponds as he, too, extended a hand to meet the attacker.