"You dared to come here?"
Gu Xu slowly rose. The densely packed volcanoes behind him seemed to be drawn by some mighty force as they erupted in unison, letting out earth-shaking roars. Scarlet lava shot into the sky, reddening an entire realm in a spectacular sight.
The Sacred Power around Gu Xu was even wilder than the volcanoes. Blood light and golden Holy Light flickered unpredictably, completely unlike the steady Holy Light surrounding Fang Yun.
As before, Gu Xu still wore a full suit of golden armor. But unlike before, this golden armor was far more powerful, forged from the complete remains of a Great Sage. Its surface was covered in dense dark-gold Sacred Marks, while powerful three-dimensional symbols flickered and drifted across the armor.
Gu Xu was clearly a Half-Sage standing three zhang tall, yet he was like a star, drawing in primordial energy and bearing all things.
Gu Xu's entire face was concealed by the helmet's visor. Only two slits showed at the eyes, but his eyes themselves could not be seen. Within those slits, blood-red and golden power formed crimson-gold flames that continuously surged forth, as though a sun lay within.
Gu Xu stood upon the Flood Dragon Sage's skeleton. Not a shred of flesh remained on those pale white bones, which radiated waves of chill. White frost constantly formed upon the bones' surface, only to melt away again.
Ao Zhou focused his gaze, and suddenly the Sacred Power around him boomed. Space trembled, and his Dragon Scales shook violently, striking one another and producing sounds like ringing bells.
This was a phenomenon that only appeared when the Dragon Race or Flood Dragon Race had been enraged beyond all limits.
"You dare enslave my sacred clan uncle!" Ao Zhou was so furious his lungs nearly exploded.
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