Slow?

The strange tree had no leaves, only bare, twisted branches coiling around one another. At the end of its branches hung an unusual fruit the size of a fist, emitting a soft, chilly radiance.

The fruit resembled a coiled dragon, its surface covered in fine patterns like dragon scales. Within it, dim moonlight seemed to flow slowly, radiating a vast Dao aura of utmost yin and cold, yet containing boundless vitality.

Merely seeing it from afar made Xu Yunfan's Divine Vault Golden Core tremble slightly, giving rise to an intense longing and resonance.

Great Yin Nether Dragon Dao Fruit!

The target he had pursued so bitterly was right before his eyes.

He had never expected this Dao Fruit to have been forcibly manifested by this dragon.

Xu Yunfan shifted his gaze to the enormous dragon coiled there, his expression turning somewhat grave.

Wukong said, "You're not thinking of plucking the Dao Fruit from this demon dragon, are you? How is that any different from seizing a Golden Core True Monarch's Dao Fruit?!"

Xu Yunfan answered calmly.

"Exactly."

The fact that this Dao Fruit had appeared so openly rather than being absorbed into the dragon's grotto-heaven undoubtedly meant that the dragon had evolved from the Great Yin Dragon Dao Fruit. It was naturally ownerless.

At that thought, Xu Yunfan could not help looking toward the Netherworld at the farthest reaches of the blood sea, as well as the majestic underworld palace larger than even the stars.

Though the Sea of Suffering of Reincarnation possessed Dao Fruits, it had no True Monarchs. In particular, no one had ever taken the seat of master over that underworld palace.

Just as Xu Yunfan was pondering this, a terrifying aura even fiercer than True Monarch Tongxuan's sword intent, stranger than the White-Haired True Monarch, and