Compared with the sea of blood and mountain of corpses Nuba faced.
Xia Yi and Xia Hong were pulled into a golden forest at the same time.
As far as the eye could see, towering golden ancient trees stood upright. Each of these old trees pierced straight into the clouds, blotting out the sky and sun, like ancient Buddhas standing between heaven and earth, emanating peace and solemnity.
A breeze blew past. Branches and leaves swayed, sending out faint wisps of Sanskrit chanting, tranquil and peaceful, vast and distant, making people unable to help wanting to prostrate themselves in worship.
"Team Leader, where is this?" Xia Hong rarely turned serious. She could feel that the faint Sanskrit chanting was constantly corroding her soul and breaking down her fighting spirit.
"It should be inside a Buddhist Artifact." Xia Yi activated the Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon within his body, and the phantom of a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon appeared behind him, letting out waves of deafening dragon roars that scattered the Sanskrit chanting around him completely.
The Sanskrit chanting rolled in from all directions, wave after wave, but it could no longer affect Xia Yi and Xia Hong.
"Wow, Team Leader, you can actually mobilize the Imperial Capital's Luck Golden Dragon now? So cool." The seriousness on Xia Hong's face vanished without a trace in an instant. She looked as if she were making a fuss over nothing, without the slightest awareness that she was in danger.
Seeing the Luck Golden Dragon appear, Xia Hong knew they were safe.
With the Luck Golden Dragon possessing Xia Yi, no cultivator dared attack him.
The backlash of luck was something anyone had to weigh, no matter how high their cultivation was.
Moreover, the Luck Golden Dragon was not so easy to deal with either.
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