On the black stone platform, Anwo took out a giant crimson iron pen that looked like a spear and wrote runes on the stone platform.
The stone platform that was as hard as iron was as soft as tofu under the iron pen. The runes that were engraved on the platform flashed with a blood-red light and had a strong demonic aura.
Colorless, Dustless, and the others looked on solemnly and quietly from the side. No one made a sound.
After Gao Zhengyang learned the Vajra Vidyaraja Mantra, he became proficient in Buddhist incantations. From the side, he could see that the incantations that Anwo had drawn were used to communicate with divine sense.
Anwo's attainment in incantations was extremely profound. In a short while, he had written over a thousand runes.
He formed a seal with his hand and the blood-red runes were activated one by one, forming a complete formation. A ray of blood-red light pierced through the spiritual light barrier protecting the platform and landed on the dragon.
To the brown dragon, that ray of red light was like a speck of dust. It did not even move.
But through that ray of red light, the dragon's powerful aura was transmitted.
It was as if an invisible mountain had fallen from the sky. Everyone felt their bodies sink.
Colorless and Anwo, the two rank nine experts, were fine, but the rank eight Dustless looked strained. Yuan Ming, Yuan Xing, and Yuan Tong's faces were flushed red and their bodies trembled.
As divine beasts, the dragon race was naturally stronger than other races. In the bloodline inheritance of the human race, there was respect for the powerful dragon race. And the dragon race's natural pressure could reach the divine soul level.
Although Yuan Ming and the others were Heaven Rank experts, they lived like princes in the Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard and schemed every day. Their martial souls and willpower were weaker. They had also absorbed the dragon's blood essence. It was especially difficult to resist the dragon's pressure.
Compared to the battered Yuan Ming and the others, the calm Gao Zhengyang was especially eye-catching.
Even Colorless, who had been ignoring Gao Zhengyang, could not help but look at him deeply.
Anwo had made the decision to pass the Vajra Vidyaraja Mantra to Gao Zhengyang. This made Colorless rather angry. But what was done was done, so he could not object.
But Colorless had always been disdainful of this famous poet monk, Wukong. Although he relied on his slyness and quick-wittedness to make friends with the heroes of the world, he did not care much about reputation.
A Stage Nine powerhouse, the Sect Master of the True Word Sect, this was the foundation of making friends. Without this foundation, even if he could spout lotus flowers, the other Type 9 powerhouses would only treat him as a clown. How could they treat him as a friend?
The black stone platform was protected by a formation, and the dragon's pressure could only be sensed on a spiritual level. It was not true power.
If an ordinary person lost consciousness, they would be able to lie there peacefully without any harm.
But under the pressure of the dragon, Goku could actually be so calm. His graceful bearing far surpassed the few Heaven Rankers beside him, and he was even a bit stronger than Dustless. This kind of willpower was too powerful!
Martial arts and incantations could all be forcefully improved through various means, but a person's willpower, temperament, and tolerance were all things that could not be touched or changed by any force.
Although Goku wasn't at the Heaven Rank yet, he had this kind of willpower. As long as he absorbed the Dragon Blood Essence, it would be very easy for him to advance to the Heaven Rank, and he would be able to accomplish great things in the future.
Colorless realized that Gao Zhengyang was a talent, and his opinion changed. He felt that Gao Zhengyang was dressed in the White Moon Monk Robe, and he was extraordinary. He really had the demeanor of an eminent monk who had reached the Bodhi Realm.
Yuan Tong and the others, in comparison, were timid and repulsive. At first glance, they could tell that they were not presentable, and he couldn't help but feel disgusted.
Colorless's thoughts changed, and he no longer kept a straight face. He nodded slightly and smiled at Gao Zhengyang to show his approval.
Gao Zhengyang was a little surprised. He didn't know what the old man was doing, but he smiled at him so ambiguously.
Anatta also noticed the subtle change in Colorless's attitude, and he sneered in his heart. Colorless also had some foresight, and he saw the outstanding characteristics of Goku.
Unfortunately, after tonight, all of them would be converted to the Devil Race. Everything that Colorless had planned would turn into bubbles.
Anatta smiled gloomily and said loudly, "Your Highness Ao Tu, the offerings are ready."
Through the formation, Anatta's voice was transmitted to the dragon's ears.
The dragon Ao Tu said, "Hand over the offerings."
Ao Tu did not use his mouth to speak, but used his powerful divine sense to directly transmit the message. His divine sense was like a raging river, surging and surging.
Yuan Ming and the others revealed pained expressions, and they all activated incantations to protect themselves. However, the spiritual light of the incantations was like a candle in the wind, flickering unsteadily, as if it could be extinguished at any time.
The powerful divine sense released by Ao Tu was different from pressure, and it could directly destroy one's martial soul and divine sense.
Anatta felt that Gao Zhengyang had suddenly come over, but he didn't care. With Gao Zhengyang's weak strength, he obviously couldn't withstand this kind of divine sense attack. It was normal for him to seek protection from him.
For a rank 9 powerhouse, only powerhouses of the same rank could pose a threat. He didn't care about Heaven Rankers below rank 9. Gao Zhengyang wasn't even a Heaven Ranker, and in Anatta's eyes, he was just an ant. Why would he care?
Yuan Ming and the others couldn't even take care of themselves, they didn't have time to care about Gao Zhengyang.
Only Wu Se was concerned about Gao Zhengyang, afraid that he would be injured by Ao Tu's divine sense, so he specially looked at Gao Zhengyang.
Gao Zhengyang's steps were fast and steady, his back was straight, and his posture was natural and relaxed.
But for some reason, Wu Se suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.
"I feel like I've seen this posture before …" Wu Se couldn't remember where he had seen it before.
For a rank 9 powerhouse, everything they saw and heard would be deeply engraved in their mind. Even their childhood memories would be completely awakened after they understood the essence of power.
Even if it was someone they passed on a busy street, Wu Se could clearly remember them.
Not to mention Gao Zhengyang's elegant demeanor and extraordinary elegance. Such a special person, if he had seen him before, he would definitely have a deep impression of him.
This was very abnormal!
While Wu Se was thinking hard, Gao Zhengyang, who was behind Anatta, had already raised his hand and clawed at Anatta's back.
Gao Zhengyang used the Dragon Emperor Nine Transformations' Divine Dragon Claw. This move was based on the dragon's awe-inspiring might. Although it wasn't fast, it would definitely hit.
Any rank 9 powerhouse with their back facing Gao Zhengyang at such a close distance, and without any vigilance, would not be able to avoid this claw.
Anatta was only a low-grade rank 9, and most of his strength came from the dragon's essence blood. Although he was a rank 9, his foundation was lacking, and he was far from Wu Se's.
Gao Zhengyang took advantage of Anatta's lack of preparation. His claw, which combined the inside and the outside, pressed directly against the back of Anatta's clothes. Only then did he suddenly realize something was wrong.
A rank 9 powerhouse's spiritual sense was sharp, and they could sense danger in advance. When danger appeared, they would be able to sense it in advance.
Therefore, it was almost impossible to ambush a rank 9 powerhouse!
However, Gao Zhengyang's timing was too exquisite. Giant Dragon Ao Tu's spiritual sense attacked like a tidal wave, covering all kinds of auras.
Wu Wo would never have thought that the world-famous Monk Wu Kong was actually a top expert with the battle prowess of rank nine!
How old was Wukong, and his aura was pure and stable. More importantly, Wukong had repeatedly displayed his peerless literary talent.
Other things could be faked, but essays and poems could not be cheated.
Anatta had also secretly observed Gao Zhengyang a few times, but he didn't see any problems.
In his heart, he had already set a position for Gao Zhengyang.
On the closed Dragon Eye Bodhi Mirror, facing Giant Dragon Ao Tu and Wu Se, Anatta didn't have the mood to observe Gao Zhengyang, and he didn't take any precautions.
A rank 6 powerhouse couldn't even cause a ripple here!
Until Gao Zhengyang made his move. It was as fast as lightning, and lightning flew everywhere! When Anatta was alerted, Gao Zhengyang's claw arrived.
Before the five hook-like fingers landed, Anatta could already feel the shadow of death.
If he couldn't avoid this claw, his life would be in danger!
Anatta was horrified, and he didn't even have time to think about anything else. Out of the instincts of a rank 9 powerhouse, he activated all the protection spells.
The Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard guarded Jiujiang City and secretly controlled the Jiujiang Gang, accumulating countless resources. Anatta had been in control of the Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard for decades, and he had many good things on him.
Whether it was the Purple Silk Dragon Crouching Kasaya, the 18 Arhat Beads in front of his chest, or the Unmovable Bright King Armor, they were all first-rate protective magic artifacts. The Unmovable Bright King Armor was a rank 9 divine artifact.
With the activation of Anatta's spiritual sense, the innermost layer of the Unmovable Bright King Armor was activated first. The golden light spell turned into a golden armor, tightly wrapping Anatta's body.
On the purple Dragon Crouching Kasaya, a purple coiling dragon wrapped around the golden armor.
The Golden Body Dharma Forms of the 18 Arhats also appeared in the void. This magic artifact had both offense and defense, and the 18 Arhats' transformation was complicated. The 18 Arhats' avatars were half real and half illusory, each holding a seal and chanting a spell. They gave Anatta a blessing spell.
Anatta originally thought that with these layers of protection, even if Ao Tu attacked, he would be able to block it. But at this moment, he felt more and more uneasy.
The Unmovable Bright King Mantra that had condensed into a golden armor was as heavy as a mountain, as if there was no power that could shake it.
But under Gao Zhengyang's claws, the coiling purple dragon was broken into pieces.
The thickest armor on his back was like a bubble, and then it collapsed into dazzling golden runes.
Anatta, who sensed that something was wrong, let out a sorrowful cry from the black Bright King Yang Spirit in the divine palace, and his body suddenly arched backward.
He knew that he could not avoid this claw, so he simply did not retreat. He activated his yuan qi and used his back to hit hard.
His back naturally could not hit Gao Zhengyang, but it could destroy his power.
The more powerful the power, the more complicated it was to control. No matter how overbearing and tyrannical Gao Zhengyang's claw was, even after breaking the Unmovable Bright King Armor and the Purple Silk Dragon Crouching Kasaya, he may not have much power left.
Anatta was waiting, using the strong to attack the weak. Although he was still at a disadvantage, he could regain some advantages.
In a split second, Selfless Self made a wise choice.
Although Gao Zhengyang did not like this person, he still had to give him a thumbs up for his counterattack.
But Anatta's luck was too bad. A brilliant counterattack had met the wrong enemy.
Gao Zhengyang not only far surpassed Anatta in martial arts, but the power of internal and external unity was also far superior. His body was made of titanium alloy, its sharpness and toughness better than a ninth-grade sword.
Anatta arched his back like a bow, his yuan qi gathered on his back, and was clawed through by Gao Zhengyang.
Under the terrifying power, his flesh and blood turned into mist and spurted out.
Anatta's arched back shot out fiercely, and he flew out seven or eight feet. Behind him, he dragged out a long trail of blood mist.
Gao Zhengyang did not pursue. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his demeanor relaxed. In his left hand was a black and yellow bag.
His claw not only severely injured Anatta, but also took the living bag at his waist.
"It's you! Gao Zhengyang! "
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