What Gungun had said actually made very little sense.
Although Xuanyuan was still only a mortal at this point, with little ability of his own, his mount...
Across the present Primordial World, aside from Houtu, probably not a single living being could surpass him in that respect.
Yinglong!
The Ancestral Dragon's legitimate son, a Saint's personal disciple, and practically invincible among the Mystic Gate's second generation.
During the Investiture of the Gods, Zhao Gongming and the Three Xiao Sisters might have seemed impressive, wiping out the Expounding Teaching's Twelve Golden Immortals at every turn, but Yinglong could beat them even more easily than they beat the Twelve Golden Immortals. It could even be called an assault from a higher dimension.
Even Saints did not have mounts that fierce.
Houtu was just lucky enough to meet me. Otherwise... heh heh.
"Yah!" In high spirits, Gungun leaped into the air, swung the great saber in his hands, and slashed straight at Xuanyuan.
Xuanyuan showed no fear whatsoever. He brought his longsword straight up to meet it, and then...
Clang! A clear metallic collision rang out, and the great saber in Gungun's hands... shattered.
Gungun: "???"
Thump! Then Xuanyuan raised his foot and kicked Shennong square in the chest, sending him flying along with Gungun, who was possessing him.
"Hmph! The divine weapon in my hand is the Flying Bear Moon-Slaying Sword, bestowed upon our Youxiong Tribe by the Bear God when he descended at the Heavenly Emperor's enthronement years ago. What have you got? You dare challenge me with a worthless saber?"
"Roar!"
As he spoke, Xuanyuan rode Yinglong in pursuit of Shennong, intending to capture him.
Meanwhile, Gungun, who was possessing Shennong's body, was completely dumbfounded by Xuanyuan's words.
The Flying Bear Moon-Slaying Sword?
*The sword I gave them was being