The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

Chapter 805: 805 - Let me see just how powerful you are now.

The moment those words reached his ears, Qingyi’s eyes sparkled with a flash of anticipation.

"That’s wonderful news, Father-in-law. Rou’er has been eager for quite some time to finally awaken her own bloodline," Qingyi said, looking at the leader of the Cosmic Dawn Sect, Li Chenfeng.

"Yes, that girl really wants to prove herself useful," Chenfeng replied with a warm smile, stepping down from the throne with calm steps and beckoning for Qingyi to follow him.

"I just hope the Cosmic Void Sect’s awakening method is as safe as they claim it to be," Chenfeng said.

"I’ve never personally entered the second phase of that secret realm, but I know full well that it has been used to awaken the bloodlines of countless geniuses.

In the past, a cousin of mine also went through it, and the gains to his bloodline were immense. He went to the central region shortly afterward and died there."

Chenfeng kept his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze lost in distant thoughts.

Rou’er was his most precious treasure, the daughter for whom he would give his own life without a moment’s hesitation.

Even though she wasn’t his biological daughter, he still loved her as if she were.

He trusted Qingyi, and that was precisely why he had entrusted her to the young man’s care.

Yet, even so, he couldn’t help but feel that slight pang of anxiety that pierces every father’s heart.

"From what I saw in the first stage of the Secret Realm, it really is a miraculous place," Qingyi remarked, keeping pace with his father-in-law.

It didn’t take long for them both to reach an imposing arena, and the gleam in Qingyi’s eyes intensified even further.

That was the private training arena of the leader of the Cosmic Dawn Sect, one of the most intricately designed and well-constructed in the entire northern region of the Celestial Heavens.

Many claimed it had been built by a cosmic emperor, hired at great expense by the sect’s ancestor.

Chenfeng sighed, his aged face radiating deep serenity as he stepped onto the polished marble platform.

He removed his robe with a fluid motion, revealing a bluish undergarment that hugged his powerful muscles, sculpted by centuries of relentless cultivation.

Storing his robes in his spatial ring, he turned to Qingyi.

"What are you waiting for, son-in-law? Let’s go!" Chenfeng smiled, taking one side of the enormous arena and calmly clenching his fists.

"You’ve made yet another huge leap in your power, even managing to kill a traitor elder with a single blow. Let me see just how powerful you are now."

Qingyi didn’t hesitate.

He stepped into the arena immediately, also storing his black robes in his spatial ring, leaving only a white shirt and dark pants on his body.

Honestly, he had already been thinking about challenging a stellar sovereign to a training session, as he would hardly find anyone suitable enough to test his power now that his bloodline was fully awakened and assimilated into his body.

Long Wujin himself—crippled and consumed by madness, conditions that already drastically reduced his power—had been able to face hundreds of celestial emperors alone and slaughter nearly all of them.

If Long Tianjin hadn’t intervened in time, finishing off Wujin with his own hands, it was more than likely that the entire Celestial Heaven would now be a vast wasteland.

This clearly demonstrated the true power of the Corruption Dragon God’s bloodline when compared to the countless other bloodlines of the Celestial Heaven.

He sighed, locking eyes with Chenfeng.

The eyes of an ancestral expert were not easy to look into. Even so, Qingyi did not back down even a centimeter.

The young dragon drew his fist back slightly.

He felt more comfortable with the Lightning Qi, and, not wanting to waste that rare opportunity, he decided to use it.

From between his clenched fingers, five bolts of lightning shot out simultaneously, multiplying into hundreds in the blink of an eye, enveloping his hand like a thunderous glove that then expanded and took the form of an electric dragon coiled around his entire arm.

Chenfeng, with a huge smile plastered on his weathered face, did the same, clenching his own fist as his eyes shone intensely and a powerful bluish Qi began to surround his hand in dense waves.

The two stared each other down for a brief moment.

And then, they charged.

Their bodies vanished the very instant the arena’s protective arrays automatically recalibrated to maximum power mode, golden lights racing across the walls and ceiling in complex patterns.

Two fists tore through the air at a speed dozens of times faster than the speed of sound, the roar of the wind splitting around their bodies echoing throughout the main palace like a prolonged clap of thunder.

Finally, the fists collided.

For an instant, there was only silence—absolute silence—as the speed of both fighters was suddenly reduced to zero.

The next moment, a thunderous roar split the sky.

The arena’s protective arrays shook violently, the marble floor beneath their feet cracking into thick webs as the heat generated by the clash of their fists reached the temperature of a star’s core for a moment, the surrounding air warping as if it were about to melt.

A reddish orb formed, enveloping both bodies, and then collapsed in a thunderous explosion that nearly caused the arena’s protective arrays to shatter completely.

Fortunately, it managed to hold, for otherwise, the entire main palace would have suffered terrible damage.

For a full second, their fists remained pressed against one another, Qingyi’s electric Qi and Chenfeng’s wind Qi intertwined in a violent dance, until, with a little more force applied, they finally separated.

Qingyi was hurled backward, his feet tearing through the arena’s marble for over a hundred meters before he could bring his body to a stop, a searing pain spreading throughout his entire arm, as if every bone were throbbing in protest.

’Ah... as expected, I’m still a bit far from catching up to him...’ Qingyi sighed inwardly, glancing at his father-in-law, who maintained a casual expression and had retreated only two steps.

Still, he wasn’t dissatisfied.

There were two entire realms of cultivation difference between them, and Chenfeng wasn’t just any Star Sovereign. He ranked among the five most powerful in the entire northern region.

Being able to make him retreat two steps was, in and of itself, an extraordinary feat.

[Fun fact: The impact between Qingyi’s fist and Chenfeng’s was traveling at 90 times the speed of sound, producing an amount of energy equivalent to 1,700 times the energy of the Tsar Bomba

And that’s just a casual punch—without using any special technique to amplify its power, just Qi channeled into his fists.

The amount of damage caused isn’t exactly the same, since the primordial laws limit that, but it’s still an absurd amount of power.]

[I ended up falling a little behind schedule, so these three Chapters were proofread a bit hurriedly. Please let me know if you find any mistakes.]