"This is actually a type of Protocosmic Godfire, the Truesamadhi Fire! According to legend, this fire is a sacred fire used in alchemy. Although the Truesamadhi Fire isn't able to unleash its full power, it's still hot enough to burn an early-stage World-level expert to death! "Zhao Yuande's eyes shone with a strange light.
"I've struck gold! I finally have the power to protect myself! "Zhao Yuande was overjoyed. Fusing the Yin-Yang Heavenshine Mirror into his Dharma Idol was truly a monstrous feat.
"What do you think? I didn't lie to you, did I? "The white-bearded old man's voice was filled with delight.
"No! No! Senior apprentice-brother, you are truly wise and valiant. I, your junior apprentice-brother, am filled with admiration! "Zhao Yuande was all smiles.
"Haha! Your flattery really makes me feel good! "The white-bearded old man roared with laughter.
"…"
Zhao Yuande carefully placed the entire Light-Shaking Aeon Heaven Grass into a jade box.
Rumble …
Right at this moment, the entire palace began to collapse, as though someone had torn apart the pillars of the palace.
Zhao Yuande put away his treasures, then charged out of the palace and began to swim towards the surface of the water.
The battle on the surface of the water was still ongoing. Of the thousands of Blackscale Flood Dragons, less than a hundred remained.
A large number of mutilated corpses floated on the surface of the lake, causing the entire surface of the lake to turn blood red.
As Zhao Yuande charged out of the lake, he casually collected more than ten mutilated corpses.
"GWAAAAAR!"
As soon as Zhao Yuande collected the corpses, virtually all of the Blackscale Flood Dragons came to a halt and turned their blood-red gazes towards Zhao Yuande.
"Holy shit!"
Zhao Yuande was now being stared at by over a hundred Blackscale Flood Dragons. He instantly felt all of the hairs on his body stand on end as a sense of extreme danger filled his heart.
"Run!"
His body soared into the skies, flying towards the distant Blackscale City.
"GWAAAAAR!"
One Blackscale Flood Dragon after another leapt out of the water, causing a cloud of water vapor to rise into the air. It was like a giant, blood-red wave that swept towards Zhao Yuande.
Zhao Yuande was extremely fast, and his endurance was even better. These Ink Scale Flood Dragons, who had been fighting for who knows how long, were quickly left behind.
"Hu!"
Zhao Yuande let out a long sigh of relief as he watched the crimson wave gradually disappear behind him.
At that moment, they could already see the Ink Scale City in front of them. There was a God Emperor in the Ink Scale City. No matter how powerful these Ink Scale Dragons were, they would only die in front of a God Emperor.
He gradually slowed down and was no longer in a hurry. He flew leisurely towards Ink Scale City.
"Die!"
Suddenly, a shout rang out from the void and a chilling beam of light streaked across the void. Next, it appeared before Zhao Yuande.
Zhao Yuande instantly felt his body turn cold, and a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart. This cold light was enough to kill him.
"Yin Yang Heavenly Reflecting Mirror!"
Zhao Yuande shouted. In such a life and death crisis, he would be courting death if he continued to hide.
"Bang!"
The fire surface of the Yin Yang Heavenly Reflecting Mirror was hit by the cold light, and an extremely terrifying force came from the surface of the mirror.
Zhao Yuande felt as if his chest had been hit by a huge hammer, and many of his sternum were broken in an instant.
The five viscera and six bowels in his chest were squeezed by a terrifying force and instantly shattered into countless pieces.
Zhao Yuande's body fell towards the lake like a meteor.
"Damn it, who ambushed me!" Zhao Yuande's eyes flashed as he instantly discovered a figure hidden in the sky, covered by a large black cloak.
"It's actually this guy. Damn it!" Zhao Yuande recognized this person immediately. It was Cao Zhi, who had been kicked out of the Wanxiang Building by the Sun Family's Elder.
He had not expected this person to ambush him at this moment!
Cao Zhi's cultivation level was at the Heavenly Emperor Realm. He was no match for him at all!
However, if he used the God King Prison Suppression Cauldron well, he might be able to kill Cao Zhi.
Cao Zhi was at the early stage of the Heavenly Emperor Realm. Although his attack was powerful, if he had the Yin Yang Heavenly Reflecting Mirror, he should be able to survive. Now, he could only wait for an opportunity.
"Immortal Body!"
Zhao Yuande operated the Immortal Body crazily and quickly recovered from his injuries.
However, his face was still deathly pale, as if he had been severely injured.
"I didn't expect this! I didn't expect a mere Realm Realm disciple like you to have such a treasure. It seems that Elder Zhong really dotes on you. " Cao Zhi slowly appeared from the void. However, there was a fog in front of him that prevented others from seeing his true face. Moreover, his voice had changed.
However, he did not know that Zhao Yuande had already recognized his true face.
"Who are you? Why do you want to kill me? " Zhao Yuande stood on the surface of the lake and stepped back. "You know that I'm a disciple of the Ulti-mystery Sect. How dare you kill me?"
"Humph! You've done a lot of evil. Today, you'll die in my hands. Don't struggle. It's useless! " Cao Zhi was holding a sword that was shining with cold light. The sword light was like flowing water as it poured down on Zhao Yuande.
He was not stupid. If Zhao Yuande escaped, he would be exposed. He did not want to waste time talking with Zhao Yuande. He directly attacked Zhao Yuande again.
The sword light was so fast that it was beyond Zhao Yuande's limit. Zhao Yuande used the Yin Yang Heavenly Reflecting Mirror again to block the sword light. However, his body was seriously injured again.
"Bang!"
His body fell into the lake directly.
"Stop!" Just as Cao Zhi was about to attack for the third time, a loud shout came from afar.
It was him!
Zhao Yuande saw a familiar figure. It was Song Xinyuan.
"Who are you? Why do you want to kill my Ulti-mystery Sect's disciples?" Song Xinyuan stared at Cao Zhi. Although he felt that Cao Zhi was very powerful, he had no intention of retreating.
"Boy, mind your own business. Otherwise, you won't even know how you died." Cao Zhi saw Song Xinyuan and frowned slightly. He had seen this guy before.
He seemed to be a genius of the Song Family, the third son of the Song Family's Master.
Although Cao Zhi was very good at hiding and could deceive an expert in the Immortal Realm like Elder Zhong, he could not hide in front of the powerful Song Family.
The Song Family was not to be trifled with. If Cao Zhi killed Song Xinyuan, he would be in big trouble.
"Humph! In your dreams! If you have the ability, then kill me as well! Otherwise, don't even think about killing me! "Song Xinyuan was very determined. He was ready to fight to the death with Cao Zhi.
He and the other disciples of the Song Family were saved by Zhao Yuande. They thought that Zhao Yuande was doomed. They did not expect that he would come back to look for Zhao Yuande after sending his brothers and sisters back to the Ink Scale City.
He did not expect to see this scene soon after he walked out of the Ink Scale City.
He was grateful to Zhao Yuande. If Zhao Yuande was killed in front of him, he would not have the face to live.
Therefore, he was ready to risk everything and fight to the death with Zhao Yuande.
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