"I have to admit, your intrinsic treasure is extraordinary. But beneath this Nine-patterned Dragon Purple Sword of mine, it will still find it difficult to accomplish anything. So that you may die without regret, I'll fully activate this replica and let you witness its entire power."
Having easily dispelled Qin Fengming's seemingly powerful attack, the old man surnamed Dai could barely suppress the delight that showed on his face. His words brimmed with confidence.
Mana surged within his body as he rapidly poured it into the purple sword blade above his head.
The purple longsword suddenly blazed with violet light. As a cloud of purple mist gushed forth, a dragon's roar that shook the heavens abruptly rang out from within it.
A gigantic purple Flood Dragon more than twenty zhang long suddenly appeared on the spot.
The purple Flood Dragon was huge and terrifying. Purple dragon scales covered its entire body, while dark-brown patterns were evenly distributed across its massive frame, making its already imposing body appear even more ferocious and frightening.
Its enormous head lifted, and its giant mouth opened, revealing sharp dragon teeth that flashed with a chilling metallic gleam. A pair of dragon horns stood firm and razor-sharp, while its four dragon claws danced as though they could shatter the void.
With the purple Flood Dragon's appearance, a Chaos aura twice as powerful as before suddenly spread out, following the purple mist toward the surroundings.
That purple longsword from before had transformed into a terrifying Flood Dragon in the blink of an eye.
"A replica isn't something only you possess." Seeing that his opponent had fully activated the Nine-patterned Dragon Purple Sword, Qin Fengming knew that his current intrinsic treasure could no longer match it. With a cold snort, he raised a hand and offered the Divine