Purple-black sword energy surged forth. This was a unique sword qi that only a magic treasure refined from Demon Origin Gold could release.
The Golden Dragon formed from Pure Yang power did not retreat in the slightest. It directly shattered that incomparably sinister sword qi in an instant, suffering only the tiniest amount of damage.
Everyone present saw this scene, and their pupils abruptly contracted. At last, they understood why there had always been a legend since ancient times: the Pure Yang Physique was the natural nemesis of all Demonic Cultivators beneath heaven!
The purple-black sword energy Gui Fan had slashed out earlier would likely have severely wounded any ordinary Core Formation cultivator who tried to withstand it.
Yet such incomparably fierce sword qi had failed to damage even that Golden Dragon in the slightest.
"So this is the Pure Yang Physique. No wonder Demonic Cultivators are so obsessed with it."
"Impervious to all evil—it really isn't just an empty saying."
"If this boy isn't eliminated, the Demonic Cultivators of the Great Desolation Region probably won't be able to sleep peacefully in the future."
"..."
Amid the murmurs of discussion, Gui Fan leisurely paced through the air, continuously evading the Golden Dragon's assaults.
Without any expression on his face, he remained as calm as ever.
Each time, the Golden Dragon dangerously brushed past him. Though it looked perilous, it did not cause Gui Fan much trouble.
"Hmph, cowardly rat, do you only know how to run?" True Person Zhiyang snorted coldly, a trace of disdain appearing on his resolute face.
But while he spoke, his movements did not slow at all. As he used his will to control the Golden Dragon and keep it relentlessly entangling Gui Fan, his hands began forming profound and intricate hand seals.
Boom!
A dazzling