After Fang Yun finished speaking, Crime Sea shuddered violently, as though supreme mighty power had descended. The entire seabed of Crime Sea suddenly sank a hundred zhang!
The three Sages slowly retreated, staring at Fang Yun in horror. A terrifying power that even Crime Sea could not withstand was about to emerge.
The rust-mottled True Dragon Ancient Sword slowly rose from Fang Yun's brow.
The rust covering the ancient sword was thick and heavy. Beneath it, a cold gleam and the radiance of a golden dragon could faintly be seen.
All living beings saw that within the cold gleam, a terrifying mighty power of the Sacred Way seemed to be brewing. That golden light was equally dreadful, like some colossal beast lying dormant.
Yet what truly chilled them was the aura upon the rust. It was ancient beyond measure, as though it had come from the source of time and was bound for time's end.
With just one glance at the rust, the three Sages' lifespans began rapidly draining away—ten years in a single breath.
It was no longer the True Dragon Ancient Sword, but the True Dragon Sacred Sword!
A drop of dark golden Sacred Blood flew from Fang Yun's brow as well.
The instant they saw that drop of Sacred Blood, the three Half-Sages retreated in terror.
Saint Ancestor True Blood!
Within it seemed to lie a thunderous star, holding world-destroying might.
Di Ting's Sacred Blood landed upon the sword tip and slid backward along its central ridge, shrinking ever smaller as its power gradually merged into the True Dragon Sacred Sword.
The three Half-Sages felt that Fang Yun had gone mad. He was actually willing to use Saint Ancestor True Blood against Half-Sages! Even all three of them put together might not be worth a single drop