When the Yinglong that "Ancestral Dragon" Luo Shanyang had transformed into was swallowed whole by the Ancestral Dragon, he still couldn't believe that the true form of the Ancestral Dragon had actually appeared on me. The Ancestral Dragon was just as enormous as when it had fought the Primordial Phoenix back then. Before such a colossal dragon, the Yinglong was like a python facing an earthworm—worlds apart.
The battle ended with astonishing ease. The Ancestral Dragon swallowed the Yinglong in one bite, and it dissolved into a trickle, becoming nourishment for the Ancestral Dragon. Luo Shanyang vanished as well. Under the Ancestral Dragon's terrifying attack, no one could have survived. The scorched earth stretching for a hundred li that the Ancestral Dragon and Primordial Phoenix had once created reappeared in Carefree Immortal Valley.
The water in Carefree Lake splashed up and knocked down one stretch of forest after another. The outer valley of Carefree Immortal Valley was destroyed as well. I didn't know how the cultivators of Carefree Mountain were doing, but they had probably escaped for the most part.
All the dragon souls had been devoured by the Yinglong during the earlier decisive battle. Only some living creatures remained at the bottom of the lake, but they too had been caught in the lightning. Even if any powerful spiritual creatures had survived, they couldn't have endured the clash between the Ancestral Dragon and the Yinglong.
The enormous Ancestral Dragon Star Wings that had grown from my back fluttered lightly, carrying me down from the sky. Dragon Yue stood on the turbulent surface of the lake, watching the devastation of Carefree Lake as tears slid endlessly down her face. She grieved that her mother had suffered inhuman torment before her death, and perhaps also mourned her tragic fate.
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