Chapter 418: Chapter 418

The Radiant Moon is difficult to kill precisely because of this reason; with causality foresight, you can't keep them if they don't want to stay.

To kill a Radiant Moon of the same realm, it requires multiple Radiant Moons to weave a web of causality and set ambushes, just to attempt a strong kill, which is not guaranteed to succeed.

Yuan Batian, newly entered into Radiant Moon, doesn't understand yet; he only feels that his iron fist can sweep away all enemies.

Asking for help would be too humiliating.

He chased relentlessly, and every time he wanted to give up, this invader would lure him in place like a small grilled chicken, provoking him into a headlong rush like a headstrong fly.

After nine times, Yuan Batian dragged his weary dragon body through the icy clouds, only to find that not far away, Chu Yi was no longer fleeing.

Extremely handsome, with silver hair and golden pupils, clad in a golden-threaded black dragon robe, three pairs of dusk dragon wings extended from his back, like a god quietly awaiting the formidable enemy.

The stark contrast of this small grilled chicken left Yuan Batian bewildered.

"I, the Emperor, who have overwhelmed the ages, challenge the strongest foes of the universe to prove my claim to the title of Heavenly Emperor Chu. Today, I shall battle your Dragon Clan!"

Chu Yi said lightly, not caring if Yuan Batian called for help; though he could not borrow the power of the world, his own rank was terrifyingly strong.

Yuan Batian most admired heroes, caring not for race or faction, and seeing this invader repent and regain battle courage, he too was filled with fervor.

There was no need for the other nine Dragon God Guards; he alone was enough.

The Dragonfolk have the pride of warriors, Yuan Batian gestured for Chu Yi to make the first move.

"Then I shall not stand on ceremony!"

"Today, I, the Emperor, battle your Nine Tribes!"

The Heavenly Emperor Chu declared arrogantly, holding the Life and Death Register, he had spent a significant amount of time searching through the names of Yuan Batian's Nine Tribes along the way.

The Moonlight Power, centered around Yuan Batian, spread outwards rapidly in all directions, imprinting into the void.

At the very center was Yuan Batian's true name.

Above were parents, grandparents, great ancestors... Nine generations upwards.

Below were children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren... Nine generations downwards.

To the left and right were aunts and uncles, cousin brothers...

Totaling nine tribes across eighteen generations!

The Dragonfolk inherently have long lifespans, and Yuan Batian, being a Dragon God Guard with countless consorts and offspring, had over ten thousand Dragon names listed!

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The battle-intent saturated Yuan Batian stared dazedly at the neatly aligned names of the Nine Tribes across eighteen generations in the sky. Though he had weathered great storms and hidden his emotions, he couldn't hold back.

At that moment, he was deeply shocked by Chu Yi's exceptional birth.

Challenging the Dragonfolk, is about attacking my Nine Tribes?

"Your Nine Tribes ganging up on me, I have no complaints."

Chu Yi, full of righteous cause, erased a few names, reducing their lifespan to zero, causing kin to perish, and immediately shouted: "Even if I fall, I shall fall on the path proving the Heavenly Emperor Chu, without regrets in death!"

"So what exactly are you doing?"

Yuan Batian was bewildered, entirely not understanding what the invader was doing. He was supposed to make a first move, not create an enormous scene!

His face changed drastically as threads of causality began to dissipate.

His dad was gone too.

Yuan Batian's pupils constricted, having no time for sorrow, he glared fiercely at Chu Yi, finally understanding the true meaning of the invader's battle against his Nine Tribes.

To obliterate your Nine Tribes across eighteen generations!

Yuan Batian, in anger and shock, immediately attacked, transforming into a thousand-foot Giant Dragon in midair, with dragon horns as brilliant as blue glazed glass. One claw swept, sealing the heavens and earth, annihilating the space Chu Yi occupied.

Enshrouded in gray-white mist, Chu Yi, activating Rune of Flash Secret, nearly phased through the dragon's claw, focused on challenging Yuan Batian's Nine Tribes, with strokes as guided by divine inspiration.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh...

The names of the Nine Tribes hanging in the sky, like stars across the heavens, dimmed one by one.

Yuan Batian's relatives were being consumed at an alarming pace.

"Dare to strike me once, and I'll kill one of your kin."

"Remember, your eldest son! Who died because you cursed me once."

"Your dear grandson, who died because you glared at me, still dare to glare at me? Another one down!"

"Great-grandsons, great-great-grandsons, descendants... letting your offspring fill the funeral hall."

"666, at this rate, your kith and kin across the Nine Tribes are not enough for your consumption; you really are Gu Yue Fang Yuan."

Chu Yi shook the Life and Death Register, only one solitary name was left on it, looking at Yuan Batian, arrogantly said:

"I, the Emperor, shall battle to the end, leaving only you from your Nine Tribes."

At this moment, Yuan Batian, exhausted, lay over a snowy mountain, his massive half-dragon body collapsing a peak, his cold eyes stared angrily at Chu Yi.

He slowly stood up, his hoarse voice echoed through the land:

"You are an invader, your aim is to enslave us."

"But, the Dragonfolk never surrender!"

"My children, my descendants, my kin across the Nine Tribes, all died honorably, and I'm proud of them."

Yuan Batian, full of passion, a single hot tear spilled from his cold dragon eye, as he fought to suppress the resentment and sorrow in his heart, glaring intensely at Chu Yi.

"This world, is the homeland we have protected for generations, absolutely not to be invaded by outsiders, even at the cost of life!"

This scene of a Dragonfolk bravely marching to death rendered him like a clown in comparison.

"Defending the homeland... very well."

Chu Yi's Clock Eye, peering into the pure human soul hidden in the Dragonfolk bloodline of Yuan Batian, without explanation, he smirked:

"Then enter my Human Emperor Banner; I will safeguard your homeland for the Ice Dragon King!"

He swung a fist, unleashing thousands of thunders.

Yuan Batian, having exhausted the legendary true blood of the Ice Dragon King and fallen to half-step Radiant Moon, exploded into countless fragments with a single punch.

Just then, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner carried by Chu Yi enabled a live broadcast.

As an overwhelming number of half-dragonfolk, amounting to millions, were taken in by Chu Yi, the stiffness of their dragon spines wouldn't relent until the bitter end.

Thus, Nian Ci sought to break their spines, enabling her husband to conduct a live broadcast with Moonlight Power within the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, where everything happening outside could be seen.

Allowing her husband to defeat the Dragon God Guard, Dragon King, and all Dragonfolk pride, trampling their dignity repeatedly, thoroughly subjugating them into slavery.

No wonder it's Chu Yi's supreme wisdom, of the same origin.

This plan received unanimous approval from Ji Xuexin and Jiu Ying.

Jiu Ying was eager for chaos, to let these barbaric Dragonfolk natives witness my master's prowess.

Ji Xuexin stood at the highest pavilion, her moon-white dress fluttering like a cool fairy, admiring her husband's peerless profile in all angles and perspectives, truly a sight to behold.

As for the Dragonfolk.

In Netherworld City, they looked at the myriad Demon Ghosts besieging them on all sides, numbering in the millions, they were scared into placing their hopes on Yuan Batian outside, naturally focusing entirely on the live broadcast in the sky.

When Chu Yi moved the Dragonfolk cities time and again, terrifying them yet they remained unafraid, cheering for Yuan Batian to save their home and people.

When the invader was challenging Yuan Batian's Nine Tribes and threatening with the Nine Tribes, the Dragonfolk began to curse, losing their composure.

When Yuan Batian regained his spirits, unbound by the Nine Tribes, dedicated entirely to the future of the Ice Dragon World, for the Dragon King, battling the invader, each of them couldn't help but feel moved.

Lord Yuan Batian, strike him!

When Yuan Batian was blown apart by Chu Yi's single punch, the smiles of the Dragonfolk froze completely; the city fell utterly silent.