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Chapter 670 - 363 Dragon Breath

Chapter 670: 363 Dragon Breath

Here it comes!

The unique Destructive Dragon Breath of the Ji Imperial Family!

Fang Zhixing’s eyes were blazing, and he prepared for battle with a hint of anticipation in his brow.

"Dragon-breaking Breath!"

"Domain deployed!"

The figure of the youth in white clothes shimmered, and he suddenly accelerated, instantaneously moving above Fang Zhixing’s head.

He opened the dragon’s maw!

A fierce exhalation!

The vast, white breath, resembling flames, erupted violently.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing reacted very quickly, retreating swiftly to dodge.

However!

The white breath suddenly filled the space around him, like fire, like mist, trapping him within, leaving no avenue for escape.

"Oh, this is a Domain?"

Fang Zhixing immediately realized that the Dragon Breath exhaled by the youth in white, in a split second, expanded and diffused to form a vast Domain.

An area attack!

Inescapable!

In an instant, the white breath invaded, enveloping Fang Zhixing’s entire body.

Sssss~

It was like meat being seared on a hot iron plate!

The Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Arhat smoked heavily, signs of charring beginning to appear on its body.

The strong golden light slowly turned black.

The grand and majestic body also shrank at a visibly rapid rate, melting away like ice and snow.

"Eh, this isn’t burning damage, it’s..."

Fang Zhixing’s eyes flickered, vaguely understanding something.

Dragon-breaking Breath is a Divine Skill, and its special effect is to melt away all moves.

It is an upgraded version of using brute force to interrupt moves!

Using brute force to interrupt spells is about forcefully disrupting casting.

Dragon-breaking Breath, on the other hand, can forcefully break through even after your spell has been cast successfully.

Leaving you completely without a move!

"Impressive!"

The white Dragon Breath was extraordinary, and Fang Zhixing was forced to revert from his Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Arhat form back to his original shape.

In that moment, he was like streaking naked, all his offense and defense gone.

"Haha!"

Almost in the next instant, the youth in white burst out laughing, charging forward with a flurry of punches raining down on Fang Zhixing.

Within the Domain, his movements were faster and fiercer than one could imagine.

"Divine Luo Heavenly Expedition!"

Fang Zhixing immediately counterattacked.

"Let it melt away!"

The youth in white looked disdainful, as the Dragon-breaking Breath wrapped around Fang Zhixing like a persistent infection, an inescapable spirit.

The Divine Luo Heavenly Expedition had just been executed, but the invisible rebounding force was abruptly interrupted.

"Hmph, how could your mere Burst Skill possibly stand against my Dragon Breath Divine Skills!"

The youth in white came on with an unstoppable force, landing a solid punch directly onto Fang Zhixing’s chest.

Bang!

Fang Zhixing’s body shook violently, his chest deeply caved in, and he fell straight down.

"Oh dear, Prince Seventeen has turned the tables for the victory!"

In the distance, on the deck of the huge wheel, there was a boiling tumult.

"Indeed, the Destructive Dragon Breath of the Imperial Family is the strongest in the world, sweeping across the eight wildernesses!"

"The title of ’unparalleled in one’s class’ ultimately belongs to those of the Imperial Bloodline!"

Everyone was shaken to their core, beyond description!

The Dragon Breath of the Imperial Family was too terrifying; it made people step back in awe and bow their heads in submission.

A good while later...

Splash~

Fang Zhixing burst out of the water, soaked through, with a bulge in his chest that quickly healed itself back to normal.

He lifted his head and gazed upward.

Above the clouds, a young man in white with arms crossed over his chest was brimming with a joyful smile, unable to help but taunt, "Fang Zhixing, you should take pride in having forced me to use the Destructive Dragon Breath."

Fang Zhixing pursed his lips and said, "The battle isn’t over yet, you’re celebrating too soon."

The young man in white laughed heartily, "Just bring it on, let’s see how you break my Dragon Breath!"

As he spoke, a massive expanse of white Dragon Breath surged forth, expanding into a huge domain, once again enveloping Fang Zhixing like a cage.

Fang Zhixing’s face took on an expression of utter calm, his right hand turned grey, and he casually waved it about.

Where his fingertips traced, ripples vibrated, dyeing everything in greyscale.

"Eh?!"

The expression of the young man in white stiffened as he watched his domain change color before his eyes.

"What kind of move is this?"

The young man in white felt an inexplicable unease in his heart, a foreboding premonition emerging within.

Then, right under his vigilant gaze, Fang Zhixing transformed once again into the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Arhat.

"The fun and games are over."

"Great Mighty Divine Power!"

Fang Zhixing raised his right hand, clenched his five fingers tightly, and thrust out a punch with all his might.

In an instant, endless golden light burst forth, thousands of dragon shadows soared, obscuring the sky and annihilating all!

Boom!

The Great Mighty Divine Power descended, making the void tremble.

The young man in white went pale with terror and, without a second thought, quickly retracted all of his white Dragon Breath to shield his body.

"Dragon Breath Protection!"

At that moment, his mind was in turmoil, wishing only that his white Dragon Breath could once again melt through the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Arhat.

However!

It was futile!

Under the influence of "The Hand of Lost Time," the melting effect of the white Dragon Breath slowed down!

One step behind, the advantage was completely lost!

Thus, the fearsome force of the Great Mighty Divine Power, unstoppable and brutally overwhelming, struck the young man in white.

Pop~

The young man in white exploded on impact, flesh and blood flying, turning into a thick mist of blood.

In this scene, the crowd on the deck suddenly fell silent, not a single sound to be heard!

"The Seventeenth Prince!"

From somewhere a shocked cry rang out; suddenly, a red light flashed, and a purple-clad old eunuch appeared out of nowhere, his eyebrows furrowed coldly as he stood in front of the blood mist, staring at Fang Zhixing with alarm.

The blood mist slowly coalesced and then reformed, taking shape once again as the young man in white.

But now, his complexion was pale as paper, his pupils violently trembling as if he had been through a nightmare.

"I... I have died once!!"

The voice of the young man in white was shrill, his face covered with boundless astonishment.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing indifferently said, "One should be aware of their own limitations. Let me tell you this; although you are of the direct Imperial lineage, if you didn’t have the Destructive Dragon Breath, you would be far inferior to King Hailiu."

This past month, Fang Zhixing was merely playing along with the young man in white, incidentally obtaining the Arhat Relic and getting a feel for the strength of the Imperial direct lineage.