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The entire Guiyuan Barrier was trembling violently, warping out of shape!
But deep within the barrier, the slumbering Xuanwu phantom seemed to open a tiny slit of an eye, and a sense of "bearing all waters," as if from the dawn of heaven and earth, spread outward.
Though the Burning Sun Fire was fierce, it still failed to completely shatter this black-water barrier that seemed linked to the Netherworld abyss of the ruins where all returned.
In the end, the Burning Sun Fire exhausted its energy and vanished, while the Guiyuan Barrier, too, tottered on the verge of collapse and slowly dispersed, revealing Zhai Henbai inside. His face was slightly pale, and his aura had been drained considerably, but he was completely unharmed.
Long Jing'an, who had just unleashed a secret technique and vented more than half his power, and Yu Yongyuan, whose Soul Power had been violently depleted, were struck by the backlash from the Guiyuan Barrier and the aftershock of the energy explosion. Each gave a muffled groan and retreated dozens of meters before stabilizing himself.
Zhai Henbai still stood steadily within the Black Water Profound Marsh, like an island that would never sink.
He looked at the two dragons, whose expressions were ugly, and the head of his true-body Turtle-Serpent Coiling form lifted slightly. In those unfathomable eyes, there was only absolute calm and rocklike solidity.
"I stand here, unmoved for ten thousand years. Whether it is your Inverse Scale or your Burning Sun, you are but ants trying to shake a tree. How could you harm me?" His words rang clearly in the ears of the two dragons.
In this duel of two dragons against one turtle, Zhai Henbai still held the upper hand, steady