Standing atop the Luck Demon Dragon, Liu Longzu slashed twice in succession, yet failed to injure it in the slightest.
Liu Longzu stared at the Crimson Dawn Sword in his hand in disbelief. The orange light on the blade flickered; there was clearly nothing wrong with it.
Why couldn't it kill the Luck Demon Dragon?
Why couldn't it kill this thing?
Liu Longzu's expression began to twist. He no longer had his previous composure and instead hacked madly at the Luck Demon Dragon.
Yet no matter how badly the Luck Demon Dragon was chopped apart, it simply would not die.
Even Ancestral Dragon below was rendered somewhat speechless by this. What was going on?
Could it be that Nufang's luck had not run out?
At that moment, Gu Xi's heart stirred as well. Wait, could the timing have been calculated wrong?
Or had the fake Yellow Springs Netherworld on Nufang's side already become real?
What should they do now?
For a moment, the situation on Dragon City Hill became awkward.
Liu Longzu was still chopping at the Luck Demon Dragon, while Ancestral Dragon fell silent.
In the end, Ancestral Dragon laughed instead.
"Good, good. I never expected luck to still be on my side. Liu San, without this demon dragon's luck as a sacrifice, your luck will serve as the offering instead."
With a wave of Ancestral Dragon's hand, a piece of the Imperial Jade Seal that had been absorbing the flames from the bronze cauldrons suddenly shattered.
The entire Imperial Jade Seal flew backward, losing all of its power.
"How is that possible? I remember..."
"You remember that this Imperial Jade Seal is the control hub for the Nine Cauldrons, that it was born from completing the Nine Cauldrons, and that it can absorb their power, right?
"But that