Xiao Yang secretly speculated.
Only the Central Province Divine Dynasty, with its deepest foundations and most ancient legacy, could possibly nurture such a terrifying figure!
Just as Xiao Yang was pondering, the man in golden robes atop the altar made his move!
He swung the golden dragon sword in his hand!
"Nine Dragons Chant—Break!"
Roar—!
Nine golden divine dragons condensed from pure Imperial Dragon Qi let out earth-shaking roars and charged out from his sword!
Then, with unstoppable force, they slammed viciously into the undead ferocious beast that had just devoured endless resentment and reached the peak of its power!
Boom—!!!
A heaven-shaking collision erupted atop the Ten Thousand Souls Altar!
Rumble!
A terrifying energy storm exploded halfway up the altar. The undead ferocious beast, mutated from an Immortal Emperor's remains, was blasted into pieces once more. Black bone fragments mixed with blazing flames of destruction sprayed in all directions.
Yet none of the cultivators surrounding it showed the slightest joy.
"Damn it! What kind of ghost thing is this?! How did it come back to life again?!"
"My mana is almost exhausted! How the hell are we supposed to kill this beast?!"
"It's useless. As long as the resentment of this altar remains unending, it can neither die nor be destroyed!"
Waves of despairing curses and cries rang out from the crowd.
Hidden behind a massive black boulder in the distance, Xiao Yang took in everything.
His gaze did not linger at all on those cultivators struggling to hold on. Instead, he stared fixedly at the Nine Revolutions Soul Returning Flower at the altar's summit, glowing with dreamy seven-colored divine light amid hundreds of millions of ghostly flames!
That was it!
The hope of bringing Hongye back to life!
Xiao Yang's heart began pounding uncontrollably, and it felt as