Tyrant Dragon Howls
Black Devil shook the world. Star Scroll locked down the area. Yang Tian roared. His six Dao Bodies offered qi and blood. Overthrowing Heaven Seal descended.
The youth fearlessly blasted a beam back from his forehead. Dao sounds clashed with devil sounds. The void froze.
Chubby blasted his divine talisman from his third eye, splitting the void to reach the youth.
Xiaoji dropped a divine sea of jade talismans down on the youth.
Xiaobai blasted Celestial Flames from his feather and vermillion bird.
Xiaoqing flapped his wings to slash.
The two birds fired beams from their eyes.
Dahu constructed a killing prison using his crystal tiger fang.
Yang Tian slashed Sword Auras from the jade carriage.
The youth was afraid of Yang Tian’s secret technique hurting him again. It was vexing to think so many people interrupted his plan so close to fruition and thought nothing of his divine body. Still insistent on acquiring yin Source, he deployed divine techniques one after another. Alas, the others defused them one by one
The youth sat in black mist and summoned a bone pagoda. Chaos light enveloped him.
Yang Tian’s anxiety grow as their numbers advantage would eventually be worthless if they dragged the fight out as per the youth’s strategy, and others would take the cultivation methods, leaving them empty handed.
The youth in black approached from afar.
Xuanyuan Mu slowly approached.
The youth thought highly of Xuanyuan Mu, who thought, “Mm, where did they obtain a divine tide item from…?” before thinking, “Wow…” when he saw Xiaobai’s vortexes. Once he paid attention to the youth at the centre, he looked eager for a fight and asked, “Need help?”
Yang Tian smiled: “Thanks…”
Since Xuanyuan Mu’s cultivation was a tad inferior to the youth’s, their numbers made up for it!
Xuanyuan Mu focused energy to his feet and joined them in the void. He brandished a silver item that vibrated. Xuanyuan Mu activated Mighty Dragon Rod’s powers. “Mighty Dragon Howls!”
Xuanyuan Mu’s rod howled as a dragon did and came down similarly to an overpowered whip! The collision between the rod and bone pagoda was as loud as mountains crumbling. The youth’s pagoda cracked, spirit nearly died and weakened to his ire. The youth thundered and tore open a rift to escape.
“Where you running!” shouted Dahu, chasing after the youth.
“Boring…” remarked Xuanyuan Mu, touching his head and rolling his eyes.
“Thank you for the assistance…” conveyed Yang Tian, smiling with his hands in a palm and fist salute.
“Just call me Mu. You’re Sister Yuan and Yu Yao’s friend, so I consider you a friend.”
“I’m Yang Tian,” replied Yang Tian, walking over to Yun’er’s body and nodding.
Xuanyuan Mu: “She’s hurt bad…”
Despite the potent vitality exuded, Yun’er wouldn’t wake.
The red bird scratched his face. “I was right; he is Yang Tian.”
Yang Tian placed Yun’er in the jade carriage then turned around and gave Xuanyuan Mu a smile. “Brother Mu, I have to head inside urgently. Forgive me, but I must leave now.”
After hesitating for a brief moment, Xuanyuan Mu responded, “I’ll join you. I don’t have anything to do myself.”
Yang Tian nodded. “Thanks…”
The four ancient scripture halls in the deepest depths awaited them.
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