648: Chapter 444 648: Chapter 444 Jiang Tang used the Hell Palace Artifact Spirit to gather the Dragon King and the princes’ subordinates into the space, leaving no enemies surrounding him!
Standing aloft, his robes fluttering, he had the divine appearance of an exiled immortal: graceful, dashing, and strikingly handsome—looking down at the Dragon King and the princes with disdain in his eyes.
wow, how cool is this guy, wow, how handsome he is, wow, he’s like Prince Charming!
The infatuated look in the princesses’ eyes remained fixed on Jiang Tang, their bodies moving and fluttering, trying to catch the attention of the man before them.
Unfortunately, Jiang Tang simply wouldn’t spare a glance for these randy princesses.
Despite finding these millennium-old princesses and ten-thousand-year-old demons somewhat adorable, Jiang Tang felt that humans and demons walked different paths.
As a young man in his twenties, he faced a psychological barrier when confronted with ancient demons that had lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
The Dragon King began to rage, his claws waving and emitting mist that turned into a vortex, then materialized into ghosts in the divine hollow and drifted up to attack Jiang Tang.
The eldest prince holding a long spear, not transformed into a dragon, thrust at Jiang Tang with his weapon, which emitted sparks of lightning that streaked toward Jiang Tang.
The second prince wielded a sword, simultaneously striking at Jiang Tang with the blade, its sword light sharp as if a thousand swords were attacking Jiang Tang.
The third prince was holding a fan, his command sweeping into gusts of wind striking at Jiang Tang.
The father and three sons surrounded Jiang Tang together.
Now, they realized that the person before them was formidable, and they needed to defeat him first, inflict severe injuries, cripple his limbs further, knock him out, in order to render him powerless!
Princes, kings, four against one, do you think I have no backup?
Jiang Tang still commanded the Hell Palace Artifact Spirit to act, taking all the ghosts spewed by the Dragon King into the Hell Palace, where the battle intensified even further.
The ghosts within the Hell Palace saw these soldiers as nourishment, capable of being devoured to enhance their powers, having spent some energy in the days and nights of continuous fighting.
Previously having no time to feed on ghosts for sustenance, now the situation changed, and they engorged themselves on ghosts until they swelled with energy.
Jiang Tang, facing four alone, while commanding the Hell Palace Artifact Spirit, did not engage directly in the struggle but summoned the Qianji Fire that had not been active for several days!
I was sleeping so peacefully, and my master has called me to action again.
Who’s the unlucky ghost that provoked my master?
Who are these unfortunate souls?
I’ll turn you into roast dragons!
Qianji Fire spewed out a fiery prison, enveloping the Dragon King and the three princes.
The sudden appearance of flames took the four dragons by surprise!
let’s see if your fire is fiercer or my ice water is mightier!
He manipulated one magical treasure with ghost souls while from his mouth sprayed a violent torrent as if from a river.
The eldest prince wielded his spear, repelling the flames to avoid close contact, creating a wall of water around himself that still let through the insufferable heat.
The second prince, waving his sword, formed a wall of ice around him, feeling the intensity of the flames melting his icy barrier.
The third prince, through his fanning, not only failed to dispel the flames but intensified them, reddening his skin.
Realizing the danger, he conjured an icy layer to alleviate the heat.
Qianji Fire now possessed a Fire Spirit, and although these were once immortals turned into Dragon Souls, it too absorbed the multicolored light of Immortal Qi alongside its master.
It grew stronger with its master, and in the process, it too became increasingly powerful.
Would Qianji Fire yield to their attempts at quenching it with ice and water?
Its fierce flames were designed to extinguish others, and soon the magical treasures in the three princes’ hands were glowing red from the heat, beginning to melt.
The Dragon King, furious, joined the three princes in attacking with fire, spraying towards Jiang Tang.
This was a desperate tactic, not caring whether Qianji Fire might burn them; they simply erected ice walls, defending continuously and counterattacking not the Fire Spirit but its master.
You can breathe fire, can’t you breathe fire?
If you breathe fire, then I’ll bring snow.
“A blizzard engulfs the sky…”
The Dragon Palace was swept by fierce winds, not those conjured by the princes or the Dragon King, but by Jiang Tang casting a spell.
Instead of snowflakes, large ice boulders rained from the sky, bombarding the Dragon King and the three princes, leaving them no place to hide.
The Dragon King and the three princes also invoked their spells, “Dragon Tail Ferrying…”
The Dragon King and the princes, now shadows of their former dragon selves, used their tails to hit the ice boulders, trying to send them back at Jiang Tang.
Qianji Fire shielded its master, quickly melting the ice into water with its fierce flames.
The fierce internal battle of Dragon Palace spilled over to the East Sea, once again experiencing the dual extremes of ice and fire.
Creatures with the ability to move scattered, frightened of this area of the sea, either burned by fire or frozen to death.
On the eastern side of the sea, fishermen dared not venture out these days, thinking that perhaps their excessive fishing had incited the wrath of the Sea Goddess.