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Chapter 1319 - 1313: Domineering

Chapter 1319: Chapter 1313: Domineering

"Hahaha... Such audacity, Li Changlin! You truly have guts to threaten this young master!"

Li Changlin’s words completely enraged Cheng Liyun. As the legitimate heir of the Upper Realm Cheng Family, he would very likely succeed as the next patriarch of the Cheng Family.

But now, Li Changlin dared to demand that he kneel and apologize to some ant at the Middle Threshold Stage of the Transformation Realm. This was naked humiliation.

To put it bluntly, with his status as the heir of the Cheng Family, coupled with his realm at the Initial Stage of Gangjin, even in the Upper Realm, not even the sect hierarchs or sect leaders would dare to accept his bow.

Yet now, not only did Li Changlin disregard him entirely, but he even threatened to directly throw him out.

As the saying goes, "A man can endure much, but some insults are intolerable." Cheng Liyun had already shown considerable patience with Li Changlin because of the Divine Artifact, but now, Cheng Liyun no longer intended to endure.

Damn it! Li Changlin was courting death, seeking his own demise!

In an instant, the energy within Cheng Liyun surged like a volcano about to erupt, boiling over in unfettered fury.

Wisps of azure energy rose from atop his head, quickly forming dragons—fifty-five in total.

"Li Changlin, watch out!"

From amidst the crowd, Bai Zicong tightened his heart and urgently called out in warning.

He deeply understood the terrifying power of the Inch Energy Realm and Gangjin. Just two days ago, Bai Kejin sparred with some Peak Void Force and even Half-step Inch Strength or Inch Energy Realm experts within the Bai Family. Bai Kejin had stood motionless, allowing all their attacks to strike him, and none had been able to breach his defense.

Inch Strength and Gangjin were simply realms on entirely different levels.

Gangjin, deemed the Earth Immortal, could summon winds and rains with limitless power, while Inch Strength, revered as the Great Grandmaster, remained firmly within mortal limitations.

"Hmph!"

Though Bai Zicong meant well, Li Changlin showed no intention of dodging.

Without uttering a word, he directly extended his mighty hand and pressed it toward Cheng Liyun.

Bang!

An invisible force descended suddenly from Li Changlin’s palm, crushing toward its target like Mount Tai collapsing, aiming to compel Cheng Liyun into submission on his knees.

Cheng Liyun, furious and enraged, let out a bestial roar. His azure robe abruptly swelled, and the fifty-five dragons overhead condensed into a single Dragon King, driving itself toward Li Changlin’s imposing hand.

This insignificant ant’s provocation had ignited Cheng Liyun’s true fury.

In his mind, with his Gangjin cultivation and strength measuring fifty-five dragons, unleashing his full power against Li Changlin should, if not outright kill him, at least inflict severe injury.

However, reality defied his expectations.

The fifty-five dragons, though appearing ferocious, stalled half a meter from Li Changlin’s hand. They could advance no further.

Under Li Changlin’s overwhelming pressure, the fifty-five dragons even began to show signs of collapse.

"Heavens! Fifty-five dragons!"

At this moment, someone exclaimed sharply.

It was Bai Zicong, his gaze fixed on the fifty-five dragon shadows that had converged above Li Changlin’s head.

"Damn it, how is he this powerful?!"

Zhao Haocheng’s expression shifted, his eyes betraying disbelief.

The other messengers from various families wore similarly shocked expressions.

Had Li Changlin been born in the Upper Realm, his cultivation level would have been acceptable to them.

But here, in this Secular World—where its rules inherently forbade the emergence of Gangjin level masters—how had Li Changlin managed to reach such a realm?

Moreover, it must be noted that today marked his twenty-fourth birthday.

A twenty-four-year-old Gangjin expert—such a figure had never emerged, even in the Upper Realm.

He must be hiding some secret!

At this point, countless eyes gleamed brightly.

No one present was a fool.

If Li Changlin had reached this level of power at such a young age, he must have encountered some extraordinary opportunity.

Perhaps it was an inheritance from ancient times.

Many present thought they’d deciphered the truth.

Yet none dared act just yet.

For the moment, Cheng Liyun continued resisting, and everyone wanted to see what kind of trump card Li Changlin held.

Both wielded the Power of Fifty-Five Dragons. If this was all Li Changlin had, forcing Cheng Liyun into submission would undoubtedly be a joke.

Then, once again, the unexpected occurred.

The onslaught from Cheng Liyun’s fifty-five dragons didn’t last long before, under Li Changlin’s immense pressure, they exploded into shards of blue energy.

Li Changlin’s hand faced no further resistance and descended mightily.

Bang!

The tremendous force shattered Cheng Liyun’s protective Gangjin barrier and slammed him to the ground. His knees dug two deep pits into the earth.

Kneeling on the ground, Cheng Liyun’s face flushed red with exertion. He struggled desperately to rise.

But Li Changlin’s hand weighed on him like a mountain, leaving him utterly immobile.

The more he resisted, the greater the pressure from that hand became.

Eventually, Cheng Liyun’s entire body was pressed flat against the ground, prostrating in submission.

"How can he be this strong?!"

One palm—just one palm—and Cheng Liyun was forced to kneel.

This development had entirely shattered everyone’s understanding.

Most of those present were prodigies from various Upper Realm families.

They all knew Cheng Liyun’s strength well.

As a Gangjin Initial Stage cultivator, with a power level of fifty-five dragons, not even Li Yuqi of the Li Family would find it so easy to suppress him.

Terrifying—this was simply too terrifying!

"Ah! Release me!"

On the ground, Cheng Liyun screamed wildly, refusing to accept the reality of being forced to bow before an insignificant young man.

Within him, energy surged as Gangjin circulated. Overhead, the dragons roared in despair as Cheng Liyun unleashed all his strength, desperately trying to free himself from Li Changlin’s grip.

Yet it was futile.

His endless struggles only brought greater pressure.

At last, the pits beneath his knees deepened, burying his legs. His kneeling posture made him appear even shorter.

"How is this possible?! Why is he so powerful?!"

The crowd fell silent, struggling to find words.

Zhao Haocheng, Bai Kejin, and others widened their eyes, unable to believe what they were witnessing.

Li Changlin and Cheng Liyun’s strength appeared evenly matched—both wielded the Power of Fifty-Five Dragons. Yet Li Changlin’s power was unmistakably more overwhelming and absolute.