Chapter 0858: Long Bei

Chapter 0858 Dragon's Sorrow

Wu Long saw Qin Yun’s efforts as futile, so he relentlessly pressed his fierce attacks. Moreover, he had absolute confidence in his own strength and didn’t fear Qin Yun’s counterattacks!

When he was just a few meters away from Qin Yun—

Boom!

A crushing wave of Super Gravity suddenly crashed down upon Wu Long!

Wu Long’s defenses and physical resilience were formidable. Even under the crushing weight of that immense gravity, he stayed on his feet and could still keep moving, albeit much slower.

Qin Yun activated Vanishing Shadow Ceasing Breath, making himself disappear and briefly masking his presence.

When Wu Long was struck by the Super Gravity, he felt both rage and disbelief. Now, having lost sight of his target, he roared in fury.

After vanishing, Qin Yun quickly reappeared and unleashed the power of the Ultimate Dragon Palm, slamming into Wu Long’s back!

A dragon’s agonized bellow echoed through the air, causing Long Bei, who was observing the battle, to narrow his eyes, his face darkened.

After taking that palm strike, all the power Wu Long had gathered within his body instantly scattered!

Immediately after, Qin Yun unleashed the Divine Pain Arts!

"Ahhh!" Wu Long immediately collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony.

Earlier, Wu Long had been shrouded in overwhelming power, making it nearly impossible for the Divine Pain Arts to penetrate.

But now, after Qin Yun had used the Ultimate Dragon Palm to disperse the energy Wu Long had accumulated, he could finally strike with the Divine Pain Arts.

Wu Long screamed in pain, even as he struggled to rally his energy.

Qin Yun charged forward, landing three rapid palm strikes of the Ultimate Dragon Palm, each blow perfectly timed to shatter the power Wu Long was trying to rebuild while also inflicting further damage to his body.

Every palm strike forced another scream from Wu Long.

"Elder, help me… I yield!" Wu Long cried out in agony.

Long Bei sighed heavily and swiftly blurred into motion, intercepting Qin Yun’s next strike. "Enough. He has surrendered," he said.

Qin Yun immediately sat down to heal his injuries, knowing he would soon have to face Long Bei in battle.

Long Bei’s strength was immense—he had effortlessly blocked Qin Yun’s palm strike, giving Qin Yun a rough understanding of his opponent’s power.

"Young man, you’ve got skill," Long Bei remarked.

"I merely relied on strategy. In terms of raw power, I was no match for him," Qin Yun replied, recalling the overwhelming force Wu Long had unleashed earlier with a cold shudder.

"The ability to skillfully wield power, overcoming strength with finesse—that is your true strength," Long Bei said. "Few can achieve this. Many possess great power but lack the skill to wield it effectively."

"Mastering such skill requires certain conditions," Qin Yun said. He had relied on the coordination of various Divine Arts to overcome a stronger opponent.

"Indeed. And that is precisely your talent," Long Bei affirmed.

Once the pain subsided, Wu Long’s eyes burned red as he roared at Qin Yun, "Cursed bald rat, I’ll tear you apart! My strength is greater than yours—there’s no way I should have lost! You cheated!"

Wu Long lunged forward in a rage, but Long Bei seized him and flung him down the staircase.

"Reflect on your actions!" Long Bei said coldly toward the stairs before waving his hand, causing the stairs to vanish.

The place where the stairs had been was now flat ground.

Qin Yun’s heart sank further upon seeing this, for Long Bei was undoubtedly the strongest presence in this tower.

Though Long Bei's aura was only at the Late-stage Martial King Realm, he radiated an unnerving pressure.

Qin Yun hadn’t noticed it earlier—it was only when Long Bei stepped in to intercept his strike that he realized it.

"How long do you need to rest? No hurry—go at your own pace. I’ll wait!" Long Bei said with a smile.

"Is this about avenging your grandson?" Qin Yun asked with some concern.

"I won’t avenge him! I’m only here to keep you from leaving!" Long Bei chuckled. "You’re in a hurry to get out, so you’ll surely go all out against me, right?"

"Exactly!" Seeing the smile on Long Bei’s face, Qin Yun couldn’t help but feel a chill of dread.

It was rare for him to feel such fear toward someone!

Long Bei said, "Young man, though I don’t know your circumstances, your situation must be fascinating!"

"Elder, will you let me pass? I really have something very important to do!" Qin Yun pleaded. The last thing he wanted was to fight this old man.

Because victory was impossible!

It was rare for Qin Yun to admit defeat before even starting a fight.

"No, you must fight me!" Long Bei laughed. "Only then can I brag about it in front of my grandson!"

Qin Yun smiled bitterly. "Seems like I won’t be leaving after all."

Long Bei boomed with laughter. "Young man, don’t count yourself out yet, boy. Who knows? You might just win against me!"

Qin Yun sighed helplessly. "If you say so."

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Long Bei asked.

"Senior, have you always been inside this tower? Never leaving? Do you not know what’s happening outside? With your strength, you should hold a high position in the Dragon King Manor!" Qin Yun asked curiously.

The Dragon King Manor was home to many powerhouses.

Long Cangsheng from before was terrifying, and now this enigma of a man, Long Bei, stood before him.

Long Bei replied, "I rarely bother with the petty affairs of the Dragon King Manor. I only go out occasionally. I’m here mainly to help my grandson escape the abyss of demonic corruption!"

Qin Yun had guessed correctly earlier—Wu Long had indeed fallen to demonic corruption and almost went berserk just now.

"Xiao Yun, that Wu Long earlier was definitely a dragon!" Ling Yuner suddenly said. "Only a dragon that has taken human form could possess such terrifying power at the Late-stage Martial King Realm!"

Hearing Ling Yuner’s words, Qin Yun gaped at Long Bei.

If Wu Long was truly a dragon in human form, then this Long Bei before him must also be a full-fledged dragon!

"Just how many dragons are there in the Dragon King Manor?" Qin Yun’s pulse spiked. He had heard before that the manor kept dragons in its ranks.

But he never expected that within this Nine Dragons Demon Prison Tower alone, there were two dragons, each formidable.

"Senior, I’m in a hurry to leave because I need to participate in a tournament. I’ve only been here for a little over a day, and the tournament is about to begin!" Subsequently, Qin Yun explained the reason for his entry to Long Bei.

Of course, he didn’t mention stealing the Celestial Dragon’s soul, not wanting to risk losing it.

“Are they from the Sky Dragon Sect? Hah, these guys send a pack of fools down every now and then, not only failing to bring any benefits to the Dragon King Estate but causing all sorts of trouble instead!” Long Bei snorted coldly, clearly despising the Sky Dragon Sect members.

“Senior, are the people from the Sky Dragon Sect really that bad?” Qin Yun asked quietly. “Several important elders in our Dragon King Estate are quite close to them!”

Long Bei replied, “Those scoundrels from the Sky Dragon Sect have always wanted our Dragon King Estate to be their lackeys! They must have hidden agendas this time, yet they offer nothing in return. I’ve had it with them, but I just can’t take action against them!”

The Dragon King Estate was composed of many powerful factions, with internal factional infighting.

After spending some time here, Qin Yun had learned that the estate was far from stable. If internal conflicts erupted, it would surely cripple the Long family.

After resting for an hour, Qin Yun had fully recovered.

“Senior, let’s begin!” Qin Yun let out a resigned sigh. At this point, he had no choice but to try.

Long Bei looked at Qin Yun and smiled. “Use all the tricks you employed against Wu Long. I want to see how he lost!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he blitzed toward Qin Yun at incredible speed.

Though fast, he moved with deliberate hesitations—clearly intentional.

Qin Yun quickly conjured wooden talons to seize Long Bei’s legs, hampering his advance as Super Gravity kicked in.

With a heavy *boom*, Long Bei’s feet slammed into the ground as he charged forward.

Qin Yun rushed in, roaring as he unleashed his strongest move—the *Ultimate Dragon Palm*!

The force surged forth, shrieking like a dying dragon’s lament—terrifying yet pitiful, as if a dragon were wailing in its final moments.

*Boom!*

The palm strike landed on Long Bei, forcing him back a few steps. Yet, his body absorbed the impact entirely, without so much as a shockwave. This left Qin Yun gobsmacked.

Qin Yun struck again with a second palm!

As the second strike came, Long Bei countered with a punch aimed at Qin Yun’s palm!

“Ah!” Qin Yun felt a tearing pain surge through his hand and arm.

“Dragon Shield’s protection!”

Qin Yun was sent flying, crashing into the wall, his mouth blooming with blood.

“What you just used must be the *Ultimate Dragon Palm* from the *Nine Extremes Heart Sutra*, right?” Long Bei asked solemnly, his face like stone.

Qin Yun slowly stood up and nodded. “I lost. You’ve bested me.”

Long Bei’s stern face softened into a faint smile. “You’re not from the Long family.”

“How can you be so sure?” Qin Yun asked.

“Members of the Long family cannot learn the *Ultimate Dragon Palm*,” Long Bei said.

“Fine. I guess I’ll have to stay here until I defeat you,” Qin Yun muttered, never expecting the ninth-floor guardian to be this terrifying.

“You can leave. But you must promise me—once that Tournament is over, return here immediately,” Long Bei commanded.

Qin Yun’s jaw dropped.

“Senior… you mean it?” Qin Yun could hardly believe it.

"Of course it's true! I want you to come back here so you can fight Wu Long again. I'll take this time to train him properly! I'll train him to counter the Ultimate Dragon Palm!" Long Bei laughed. "Think of it as our agreement!"

"Then... how will I get back in when the time comes?" Qin Yun asked.

"When the time comes, just fly up here with this token!" Long Bei handed a golden token to Qin Yun.

Qin Yun stashed the token and thanked Long Bei.

"When you participate in that Tournament, make sure you defeat those from the Heavenly Dragon Sect! If possible, wipe them out—no mercy!" Long Bei instructed firmly.

"Got it!" Qin Yun gave a firm nod.