Martial Peak

Chapter 3190, I’m Not Dead Yet

Translator: Silavin & Tia

Translation Checker: PewPewLazerGun

Editor and Proofreader: Leo of Zion Mountain & Dhael Ligerkeys

Be that as it may be, the feather-crowned man’s strength did not come from his sword. Even if his Artifact was taken away, he still had a hundred ways to kill the young man in front of him.

Yang Kai stretched out his little finger, dug at his ears, and casually said, “I’ve heard those words so many times that my ears are about to fall off. Go ahead and kill me if you can!”

“As you wish!” The feather-crowned man’s furious expression abruptly became calm again. He took several strides forward and appeared in front of Yang Kai as silently as a ghost where he clenched his fist with his thumb pointing forward and imprinted his thumbprint against Yang Kai’s Dragon Head.

The speed of his attack was not fast. On the contrary, it was extremely slow. It was so slow that it could almost be described as the speed of a tortoise crawling. In a fight between Masters, victory or defeat could be decided in the blink of an eye; however, he seemed to be doing the exact opposite. His attitude was so nonchalant that it was as if he was about to crush a bug.

Yang Kai reacted solemnly though as he watched the other party shove his thumb against his forehead, the illusion of being crushed growing within him. His entire body stiffened, and he couldn’t move a single muscle. Moreover, he could see space collapsing as that fist gradually approached him.

[If that attack lands on my head, it will definitely explode!]

Opening his mouth abruptly, Yang Kai let loose a Dragon Roar that could shake the Stars. A violent force erupted from his mouth, making the feather-crowned man’s clothes and hair whip about wildly. It seemed as though a large Dragon was flying through the feather-crowned man’s Knowledge Sea, causing it to roil and daze him.

“Dragon Breath!” The feather-crowned man’s brow twitched as the situation was becoming more and more unbelievable.

Although the Dragon Clan were few in numbers and rarely appeared in public, he had fought with a member of the Dragon Clan several years back; therefore, he knew a little bit about how Dragons fought, and one of the most characteristic attacks was their Dragon Breath. This was not a Secret Technique but rather an Innate Divine Ability. Dragon Breath had extraordinary power and was in no way inferior to the most powerful Secret Techniques. Moreover, it was extremely convenient and easy to use since it was an innate ability. This was the advantage of being born as a Divine Spirit, something other beings simply could never match up to.

The moment Yang Kai opened his mouth, the feather-crowned man immediately felt the power of a Dragon Breath forming. Moreover, this Dragon Breath was extremely pure, almost as if it were the Dragon Breath of an actual Dragon Clan member. The Dragon he had fought a long time ago had just reached a mature state and had an Eighth-Order Dragon Vein, but the Dragon Breath he shot seemed to be weaker than that of the young man standing in front of him right now.

[What is going on!? Even if this boy cultivated some sort of Secret Technique that allowed him to transform into a Half-Dragon, he shouldn’t be able to shoot out such a pure Dragon Breath!] There were all sorts of Secret Techniques related to the Dragon Clan in the Star Boundary, but there were no Secret Techniques that could achieve this.

The raised thumb stopped an arm’s length in front of Yang Kai’s forehead and couldn’t press forward anymore.

this and grinned, “I see. It’s not like you aren’t affected by

he pleased after descending to a Lower Star Field. Perhaps it had

greatly knowing this. The connection between him and Heng Luo Star Field might have been severed and he could not utilise the various perks of being a Star Field Master, but even so, he had one major advantage over his opponents in this Star Field and that was he was not under any form of suppression! The Star Field’s World Principles no longer rejected his existence; therefore, he could wield all his strength freely provided he

a suppressed enemy at my strongest! There’s nothing to be afraid of even if this

see you act all arrogant in front of me now!” Saying so, something appeared in Yang Kai’s right hand. It was a

a brick in his hand, Yang Kai

stunned as he could feel an indescribable force of suppression enveloping him, giving him the

had hypothesized, the restraints and constraints binding him had increased

himself, the feather-crowned man gathered all of his strength and forced

stopping whatsoever. The large bell slammed into his head with a loud clanging sound that reverberated in his ears, causing a wave of dizziness to wash over him, sending him flying

hard that he nearly broke his neck. Folded at an odd angle, Yang Kai’s towering

Shua…

pale. Although the Artifact Armour he was wearing had helped to offset most of the damage, that pure brute strength was not something that could be defended against. Most of his internal organs were still churning from that blow, and he could taste blood in

injure him in a Lower Star Field, he would have never believed

on the bell in extremely lifelike carvings. Moreover, it was exuding an extremely ancient and desolate aura as if it

narrowed his eyes at the sight before a look

Ding to rise to the position of Great Emperor. As such, it was understandably of

not know the specific details. It wasn’t until he witnessed it with his own eyes that he

I couldn’t defend against it. After all, it was delivered with

no ordinary Emperor Rank Artifact as even a Great Emperor would benefit greatly from obtaining it. In other words, what harmed him wasn’t

and rivers alike. All

and Rivers Bell will also fall into my hands! With these, I will surely

and Rivers Bell was something that he was determined to obtain no matter what. This

a little dry. Reaching out, he grabbed at the Mountains

moment he came into contact with the bell. It gave him a sense of elevation and made him even more

Mountains and Rivers Bell did not move when he

Kachaca…

being dislocated rang out at that moment, startling the feather-crowned man, and when he looked up, he saw that Yang Kai’s head, which should have been snapped off his neck, getting back into position again. There was a bloody hole on Yang Kai’s forehead that was trickling with Golden Blood,

was astonished. [He took my Divine Ability head-on! How

I’m not dead yet!” Yang Kai put some strength into his arm all of a sudden and