Many of the Dragons looked toward Ao Wushan, wondering how he would deal with this situation.
Ao Wushan walked forward and stared at Fang Yun. He said slowly, "You won't be able to wait for her to speak. You don't have much time left. There are only twenty breaths left. After twenty breaths of time, don't hold back! "
"Understood!"
The Dragons of the Ancestral Bloodline once again channeled all of their power into the Dragon Horn Sea. Five huge rivers of water surged up and down.
Fang Yun's Twin Dragon Seal unleashed a mighty pressure, but Ao Huo's Twin Dragon Seal combined with the power of the Flood Dragon Holy Spirit Skeleton behind Ao Wushan and firmly resisted the power of the Twin Dragon Jade Seal.
This was the source of the Dragons' confidence. With the Twin Dragon Seal, the identity of a True Dragon, and the corpse of a Half-saint, even if Fang Yun was a real Wen Xing Long Jue, he couldn't do anything to them.
Fang Yun took one last look at Ao Wushan, and a look of pity appeared in his eyes. "Actually, there is a way to verify whether or not I am the real Wen Xing Long Jue. It can verify whether or not I am the Military Governor of the Great Overwatch Council."
"Oh? Tell me about it, "Ao Wushan said.
"You are the method of verification."
After Fang Yun finished speaking casually, the deep blue ocean in the sky suddenly turned pitch-black. The entire Holy Mausoleum was covered by a huge black shadow. A Saintly Way pressure far more terrifying and vast than the spirit remains of the flood dragon saint descended.
The saintly might was so heavy that it was as if Mount Tai was pressing down, as if the firmament was hanging down.
A heaven-supporting pillar seemed to break through the sky and fall from above. It looked very slow, but it was impossible to dodge.
It was the giant claw of the Mountain-Carrying Great Sage.
There was no divine light or vision. It was just a pure attack from the Saint Body.
Under the giant claw, space froze, and nothing could escape.
The giant claw silently landed on the head of the Flood Dragon Holy Spirit Skeleton, crushing it silently and continuing to descend.
There was originally sound, moreover, it was like a great bell, shaking this world. However, Carrying Mountain's power was too great, powerful to the point where none of the Water Clans present could hear it.
They didn't deserve to hear it.
The Mountain-Carrying Great Sage's giant claw continued to descend.
Ao Wushan was right below the Flood Dragon Holy's head, or rather, right below the Flood Dragon Holy's head before it shattered.
Only then did the Water Tribe realize that this was the spirit skeleton of a Mountain-Carrying Great Sage. Its strength far surpassed the spirit skeleton of the Flood Dragon Saint!
This was an almost invincible and indestructible body.
Ao Wushan's expression changed drastically as he realized that Fang Yun was determined to kill him. He instinctively roared, "You can't kill me! I am the son of the Dragon Sage of the West Sea! I am a True Dragon! I once traveled the myriad worlds and was favored by the will of the Dragons! I will befriend the descendants of the Dragons and become the future master of the West Sea Dragon Palace. I will rule over ten thousand dragons! I can't die! If I die, the West Sea Dragon Sage won't let you off! The descendants of the Dragons will not forgive you! The wills of the Holy Mausoleum's Holy Mausoleum will not spare you … "
When the Mountain-Carrying Great Sage's massive claw was only ten feet away from Ao Wushan's head, the Holy Mausoleum trembled as a peerlessly powerful holy might awakened from the depths of the ocean.
Even someone as powerful as the Mountain-Carrying Great Sage had no choice but to stop.
"Hahahaha …" Ao Wushan howled with laughter. "I am a descendant of the Ancestral Dragon! What can you do to me? Hahaha … Fang Yun, die! The will of the Holy Mausoleum will not forgive you! The wills of the Dragons will not forgive you! Hahaha … "
Ecstasy appeared on the faces of the descendants of the Dragons.
All of the Water Tribe members of the East Sea felt the aura of the will of the Holy Mausoleum, and their faces turned deathly pale.
Just as Ao Wushan was howling with laughter, the coiled dragon outside Fang Yun's Palace of Literature suddenly awakened with a ferocious expression.
The power of the coiled dragon seemed to be very weak. Even the seawater around Fang Yun didn't ripple in the slightest. All of the other Water Tribe members and Dragons didn't hear anything, as if it were just a useless wail.
However, the powerful holy might retreated.
Ao Wushan's smile froze on his face.
The Mountain-Carrying Great Sage's massive claw fell before he raised it again.
Ao Wushan's body and the seawater around him were instantly reduced to the tiniest specks of dust, so small that no one could see them clearly.
All they saw was that the space where Ao Wushan had been suddenly transformed into nothingness.
It was as if that space had been erased from the Holy Mausoleum by a massive power.
Seawater then surged into the empty space in a frenzy to fill the void.
All of the Dragons of the West Sea were dumbstruck, and all of the descendants of the Dragons were dumbstruck.
They still didn't understand what had just happened.
Not only that, but all of the Dragon Palace members of the other three seas were also at a loss.
A True Dragon, the son of the Holy Dragon, had been killed right under the nose of the will of the Holy Mausoleum?
Then why had the will of the Holy Mausoleum unleashed its holy might? Was it just here to take a look?
Only now did all of the dragons understand why Fang Yun had said that Ao Wushan was a test.
As long as Fang Yun killed Ao Wushan and the will of the Holy Mausoleum didn't punish Fang Yun, then Fang Yun would be the true Wen Xing Long Jue.
Would the will of the Holy Mausoleum choose a True Dragon, the Dragon Monarch, or would it choose the newly conferred Wen Xing Long Jue?
The answer seemed to have been found.
The test had been completed.
Soon, a soul-stirring holy might jolted all of the dragons back to reality.
The Mountain-Carrying Great Sage's massive claw fell for the second time.
"No …" Ao Huo, who was holding the Twin Dragon Seal, let out a bloodcurdling scream.
The Twin Dragon Seal released a powerful light that caused the five rivers above the Dragon Horn Sea to churn, but it couldn't stop the Mountain-Carrying Great Sage's massive claw in the slightest.
This was a vast holy power that could crush the sun!
Just as the massive claw was about to fall, Ao Huo suddenly knelt to the ground and wailed, "Your Majesty Wen Xing Long Jue, Ao Huo has sinned. Please forgive Ao Huo. From now on, Ao Huo will be your servant …"
"The truth needs to be verified repeatedly," Fang Yun said coldly.
Ao Huo broke down.
As the Mountain-Carrying Great Claw fell, Ao Huo's massive Dragon Monarch body instantly exploded into a bloody mist that spread across the nearby seawater and landed on the bodies of the Dragons of the descendants.
The Mountain-Carrying Great Claw rose and slowly stepped down for the third time.
All of the Dragons of the descendants collapsed.
"Greetings, Your Majesty Wen Xing Long Jue!" A True Dragon Monarch crawled at the bottom of the water and bowed.
"Greetings, Special Envoy of the Great Overwatch Council!"
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
All of the Dragons were like the most humble pseudo-dragons. They all fell from the water to the bottom of the water and lay on the ground, shivering.
Almost all of the Dragons had the same voice in their hearts.
"Don't verify it anymore …"
When the aquatic creatures of the East Sea Dragon Palace saw this scene, their hearts almost jumped out. Even if they saw the Dragon Monarch, these Dragons' worship movements couldn't be so perfect, so uniform, and so humble.
The Mountain-Carrying Great Claw stopped, and then the corpse of the Mountain-Carrying Great Sage disappeared like the sky.
Fang Yun stretched out his hand, and the seawater surged, taking the Flood Dragon Saint's sacred body except for the dragon head, the Dragon Horn Sea, and the Twin Dragon Jade Seal into the Sea Swallowing Seashell.
Without the power of the Twin Dragon Jade Seal, the pressure of Wen Xing Long Jue, who was also the Special Envoy of the Great Overwatch Council, pressed down on the Dragons of the descendants like a mountain.
Whether it was the descendants of the Dragon Emperor or the Imperial Order Palace, they had all completely submitted at this moment.
"I heard that you want Yuwei to marry the descendants of the descendants? Let me see who wants to marry Yuwei. "The Water Throne appeared behind Fang Yun, and he slowly sat down, looking down at the dragons like a king.
The dragons of the descendants of the descendants were speechless. Nominally, it was Ao Huo who wanted to marry Long Yuwei, but in the end, it was Ao Wushan who married Long Yuwei, but both of them were dead.
A Great Dragon King suddenly said, "Your Majesty Wen Xing Long Jue, only you are worthy of marrying Princess Yuwei!"
"Yes, yes, yes …" The dragons nodded crazily like chickens pecking at rice.
The aquatic creatures of the East Sea Dragon Palace were stunned for a moment, and they all snickered. The dragons of the South Sea Dragon Palace and the North Sea Dragon Palace didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The atmosphere changed too quickly.
Obviously, the Dragons of the descendants of the descendants of the descendants misunderstood and thought that Fang Yun was here to steal the bride.
Fang Yun thought for a while but still couldn't understand why it suddenly turned into the dragons forcing the marriage. How could he answer this?
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