Only after the Eighth Tier Azure Dragon's primordial spirit fled in panic did Liu Changxu let out a soft breath, as though a great weight had lifted from his shoulders.
He was utterly exhausted, with less than a tenth of his magic power remaining. The Ruyi Golden Armor, which had kept him safe through countless battles, was now damaged in many places. Scratches both deep and shallow covered its plates, and cracks had even appeared in some places.
Without this treasure armor protecting him, Liu Changxu's injuries would surely have been severe. He might already have been wounded from head to toe, his very life hanging in the balance.
He lowered his head slightly and looked at the treasure armor he wore, relief and worry mingling in his eyes.
If the battle had continued, the mysterious Azure Lotus Creation Disc could have supplied him with some magic power, but it could not have sustained him for much longer. In the end, he would certainly have lost.
After calming his turbulent emotions a little, Liu Changxu parted his lips, and a brilliant streak of golden light flashed out.
The light shot like a meteor over the boundless sea, then rapidly expanded, revealing a magnificent palace. It was Liu Changxu's Ruyi Lotus Palace.
The Ruyi Lotus Palace radiated a sacred, powerful aura, its golden radiance gleaming in the sunlight.
With a flicker, it appeared above the Eighth Tier Azure Dragon's enormous corpse as though by instantaneous teleportation. Then a dazzling beam of golden light shone from the palace. Like a gigantic hand, it slowly lifted the dragon's corpse from the churning sea and drew it inside.
Meanwhile, Wu Xuege and the other women led the Liu household cultivators off Penglai Island and came before Liu Changxu.
"Husband, are you all right?"
Wu