The purple-scaled True Dragon slammed down a claw. Behind him, flesh regenerated at the severed ends of three half-bodied True Dragons, their broken bodies knitting back together as they charged in with murderous fury.
The four True Dragons hurtled forward together, heads lowered, with the force of stars plunging into the sea.
"Tribulation Deliverance Dao! You dare trespass in the Dragon Palace? You're courting death!"
Chu Mo gave a soft sound of surprise, taken aback by the ferocity of True Dragons in the Primordial Beginning era.
"They really are formidable!"
As he spoke, he flicked the Nether Soul Banner in his hand. In an instant, ten thousand rays of spectral light poured from its surface, linking the deep Netherworld together and manifesting the Netherworld Court in the Primordial Beginning era.
The power of Heaven and Earth surged as well, turning the cosmos itself into a cage.
The four True Dragons were merely old relics of the Primordial Beginning. How could they have ever seen such novel Divine Abilities and Dao arts? Caught off guard, they blundered straight into the Netherworld Court.
With a swish, the Reincarnation Disc released boundless black-and-white Qi, bearing down on the four True Dragons and imprisoning them within the Netherworld Court, leaving them unable to escape.
The other True Dragons paled in shock at their companions' sudden disappearance, instinctively moving to turn their attacks around and rescue them.
But those Tribulation Deliverance Disciples spent their days roaming the Hung Abyss Sea and had weathered countless trials of life and death. Even if their methods could not compare to those of later generations, their battle instincts were no less keen.
They each unleashed their Divine Abilities, holding the dragons firmly in place. Among them, the Seventh Realm Qi-gathering cultivator who had spoken with Chu Mo earlier was