Refining True Dragon Vital Blood

From Zhu Zizhen's distant assistance, plucking a feather from beyond the nine heavens to help Zhou Yang break the yellow barrier around Yulong Jinhuang, to Zhou Yang suppressing Yulong Jinhuang with his pagoda and taking him into the Qianyang Golden Pagoda, less than ten breaths had passed in total.

Yulong Xinghe, who was within the Nine Heavens Absolute Domain, had never imagined that the situation would collapse so completely in such a short time.

As Yulong Jinhuang's elder, he naturally knew exactly how capable Yulong Jinhuang was and how many trump cards he possessed.

Moreover, the strength Yulong Jinhuang had displayed earlier far surpassed that of most Ninth-layer Golden Core cultivators, and likewise exceeded Zhou Yang's.

Thus, although Yulong Xinghe was furious that Zhu Zizhen had distracted herself to interfere in the battle between the two juniors below while fighting him, he had not been overly worried about Yulong Jinhuang's safety. He had merely joined his Blue Flood Dragon companion in launching fiercer attacks, refusing to give Zhu Zizhen another chance to divert her power.

Yet he had never expected that Yulong Jinhuang, who had just seemed as steady as an angler seated firmly by his fishing rod, would be struck down in the blink of an eye and trapped in a cage.

This turn of events left Yulong Xinghe both shocked and enraged, his fury soaring to the heavens.

"You insolent brat! Do you know what monstrous mistake you have committed? If even a single hair on Jinhuang's head is harmed, you, your kin, your lineage, and your sect will all be ruined and exterminated because of your foolishness today!"

The roar descended from the nine heavens, exploding beside Zhou Yang's ears like thunder.

When he had used the God Slaying Sword to forcefully attack Yulong Jinhuang's Primordial Spirit,