Chapter 0859: The Second Celestial Dragon

Chapter 0859: The Second Celestial Dragon

Qin Yun was covered in wounds but had no time to treat them. He needed to hurry out to participate in the Tournament.

After a quick nod to Long Bei, he exited through a passage and stood atop the ninth floor of the Nine-Dragon Demon Prison Tower, gazing outside before swiftly flying out.

"The Tournament must be starting soon, right? I’d better check the arena!" Qin Yun worried that the Tianlong Sect might have moved the event forward to prevent him from appearing.

Winning this Tournament meant claiming the prized DragonPhoenix Martial Soul.

Currently, the frontrunners were Long Chuanwu and Xian Rujing, especially Xian Rujing, who was the strongest among them.

The Long Clan would sooner let Xian Rujing obtain the DragonPhoenix Martial Soul than allow Qin Yun to have it.

By morning, the Tournament grounds were already packed with activity—the event had already begun, seemingly a day earlier!

As Qin Yun rushed over, he seethed at the Tianlong Sect members in his heart.

...

Inside the arena, a referee barked, "Match Three: Long Yutian vs. Long Tao—enter the arena!"

Long Yucang and Long Cangsheng, standing outside the arena, also believed Qin Yun wouldn’t make it in time.

Long Tao swaggered into the arena. The moment he stepped up, he arrogantly declared, "What a pity! That damned bald guy didn’t show up, so I win by default. Where’s the fun in that? If that bald fool were here, I’d crack his bald skull open!"

Long Yucang shouted from below, "Long Tao, if my little brother were here, he’d pummel you till you scream for your mama! Stop pretending!"

Long Tao burst into laughter. "Long Yucang, forget about your little brother—even if you came up here to fight me, I’d make you cry! My skills speak for themselves. Twenty moves—that’s all I’d need!"

"Anyone can brag!" Long Yucang retorted angrily. "Just wait! After this Tournament, I’ll challenge you!"

"Hahaha! A nobody like you dares challenge me? You’re not in my league! Besides, I’m too busy!" Long Tao continued laughing arrogantly.

Long Tao—Long Chuanwu’s bootlicker—stood smugly in the arena and was thick with the Tianlong Sect. With such powerful backing, he had no fear of Long Yucang.

At that moment, an elder called out, "Long Yutian, please step forward! If you fail to appear within the time limit, you will be disqualified!"

Long Tao sneered, "That guy probably died inside the Nine-Dragon Demon Prison Tower! He can’t participate!"

Xian Rujing, standing at the edge of the arena, hissed, "If that detestable bastard really died in there, he got off too easy!"

She had been humiliated by Qin Yun’s actions, and her fury had yet to subside.

"That damned bald guy—I don’t want him dead now. I want to torture him to death myself!" Long Chuanwu growled through clenched teeth. Even he had never dared to touch Xian Rujing the way Qin Yun had, making him feel like someone had stolen his claim.

"I’ll count to ten. If Long Yutian doesn’t appear, he will be disqualified!" the elder shouted. "One, two, three..."

Just as he reached seven, a whirlwind tore through the arena!

The crowd gasped as one!

For in the center of the vast arena stood a gleaming, bald-headed figure—none other than Qin Yun, disguised as Long Yutian!

His clothes were tattered, and he looked battered but unbroken.

Yet, his appearance ignited the crowd!

Especially the members of the Long family were all shocked, gaping in shock at the tattered, shaven-headed young man on the stage.

Long Yucang and Long Cangsheng were overjoyed but also quietly stunned, never expecting Qin Yun to make it out so fast.

Those within the Dragon King Manor knew the horrors of the Nine-Demon Prison Tower—hardly anyone who went in ever came back out!

Yet now, someone had emerged in less than two days!

Long Tao felt a spike of dread. Having grown up in the Dragon King Manor, he knew the tower’s horrors inside out.

Qin Yun had finally made it. His expression was hard, gaze glacial as he glared at Long Tao.

This match meant everything to him—it determined whether he could reclaim the Dragon-Phoenix Martial Soul.

Seeing his opponent in poor condition, Long Tao relaxed slightly and sneered, "Color me impressed—you got out of the Nine-Demon Prison Tower! But your injuries are severe. You’re no match for me—quit now! If you fight me, you’ll be left half-dead!"

"I’m not sparing you—I’m leaving your miserable hide for Brother Long to deal with!"

Qin Yun gave a frosty chuckle, then turned his gaze to Long Chuanwu at the edge of the stage.

Long Chuanwu’s eyes smoldered with venomous hate, his face dark as he stared at Qin Yun.

"Long Tao, cripple his arms and legs, beat him until he can’t even cry surrender, then slowly torture him to death!" Long Chuanwu growled.

"Brother Long, don’t worry—I’ll do exactly as you say!" Long Tao laughed triumphantly.

The old referee raised the barrier.

Long Tao was a mid-stage Martial King. A fight at this tier could level the place.

The old referee rang the gong—the Tournament had begun!

Long Tao charged forward with a vicious grin. "Baldy, I’ll snap you in half!"

Qin Yun stood motionless. Though not at 100% and still injured, he faced Long Tao without fear.

"Look! Long Tao is using the Skyfury Dragon Claws!"

"When did he learn this move? It’s from the Heavenly Dragon Technique!"

"They say this is a peak-tier king-level technique—used well, it can even go toe-to-toe with enchanted arms bare-fisted!"

"Long Chuanwu must have taught him!"

"Eat dirt, baldy!" Long Tao roared arrogantly.

His hands transformed into energy-wreathed draconic talons, the force howling like a furious dragon, radiating brutal supremacy.

Qin Yun remained still. As Long Tao closed in, he spread his arms—gilded scales exploded with a thunderous dragon’s cry.

It was the Dragon-Tiger Annihilating Scales—a totem martial arts technique!

Countless glowing dragon scales, infused with draconic might, transformed into countless blades, hailing down like shrapnel upon Long Tao.

Long Tao, blindsided, hastily raised his claws to block.

At that moment, Qin Yun flashed forward, appearing before Long Tao in an instant—his fist, supernova-bright with nine hues, shot forth like a falling meteor, aimed straight at Long Tao’s mouth!

That was truly the Meteor Strike from the Forging Dragon Six Styles!

With that crushing punch, Long Tao's entire mouth was deformed, flesh, blood, and teeth flying out!

Everyone who saw it felt their mouths ache sympathetically!

Long Tao, agonized, immediately realized the terrifying power of his opponent!

After being sent flying, Long Tao landed on the ground, his body skidded several feet.

Qin Yun swiftly chased after him, descending from the air and delivering a punch aimed at Long Tao's head!

The moment he clenched his tensed, vein-roped fist, golden lightning crackled around it, clearly gathering a terrifying amount of lightning-charged power.

As Qin Yun descended, his fist struck down mercilessly toward Long Tao on the ground.

A thunderous explosion erupted, the shockwaves rocked the arena, as the punch landed on Long Tao.

Boom!

The moment the fist connected, the arena trembled violently, and Long Tao was instantly engulfed in a blinding storm of lightning.

Many endured the discomfort, watching the dazzling storm of lightning with shock—Long Tao's body had been shredded by the erupting lightning!

The thunder’s roar still echoed in the air, but Long Tao's body had vanished, completely obliterated.

The crowd erupted in a collective gasp!

After all, Long Tao was an elder’s grandson, yet he had just been killed!

Long Yucang laughed heartily, "Hell yeah, brother!"

With Long Cangsheng present, Qin Yun would never hold back, especially against those who openly threatened his life.

The face of one of the Long family elders twisted with rage, yet he didn’t dare speak.

Because Long Cangsheng's own son had once been killed in the same manner by Long Chuanwu!

Once the barrier lifted, Long Cangsheng rushed to protect Qin Yun.

The elders of the Heavenly Dragon Sect and the Long family wore stony faces.

This man who had emerged from the Nine Dragons Demon Prison Tower was flat-out terrifying.

At that moment, a group of elders arrived.

"Long Yutian, how did you escape the Nine Dragons Demon Prison Tower?" one of the elders snapped.

"How I got out is not your fucking concern!" Qin Yun sneered.

"No one has ever escaped the Nine Dragons Demon Prison Tower before, yet you emerged in just a day or two—you must have used some trick!" the elder bellowed. "If you don’t explain yourself, we have every right to doubt you!"

"I defeated all the Gatekeepers inside. Does that satisfy you?" Qin Yun shot back. "If you don’t believe me, go consult Long Bei on the ninth floor yourself!"

Long Bei!

Hearing that name, the faces of the Long family elders and the Heavenly Dragon Sect members went deathly pale.

"See for yourselves!" Qin Yun said.

"Yutian, is Long Bei really on the ninth floor of the Nine-Dragon Demon Prison Pagoda?" Long Cangsheng was also very surprised.

"Grandfather, you didn’t know about this?" Qin Yun also found it a bit strange.

"The Nine-Dragon Demon Prison Pagoda is very mysterious. Even we don’t know much about it!" Long Cangsheng shook his head. "Come on, I’ll take you for treatment!"

Long Cangsheng led Long Yutian and Qin Yun away from the tournament grounds to a nearby spot for treatment.

"Grandfather, what’s the background of that senior Long Bei?" Qin Yun asked quietly.

"The Dragon King Estate has two Celestial Dragons, and one of them is Long Bei. But... he’s rather special. He was captured back then and later accepted his fate!" Long Cangsheng said. "However, he's always nursed a deep hatred for the Celestial Dragon Gate because it was them who captured him in the first place!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yun secretly delighted. So Long Bei was such a being—no wonder he couldn’t defeat him. He was a Celestial Dragon!

Long Bei had suppressed his cultivation, hiding his true power from others.

Qin Yun was also amazed that the Dragon King Estate actually had two Celestial Dragons.

"Bald bastard, just you wait! Your next opponent is me!" Long Chuanwu walked over, grinning with sinister excitement.