So that was it!
When the Golden Light Beams unleashed by the Hell Crown pierced the blood-colored threads, they blasted them apart and shot straight toward Yan Longzi. In an instant, the attack had turned back on him...
But!
Metal-Clashing Sound!!! An ear-splitting metallic collision erupted as Yan Longzi raised the Dragon-Horned Bone Dragon Slash in his dragon claw before him, knocking the Golden Light Beams aside...
At the same time!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! The Ten Thousand Dragons Altar in his other dragon claw erupted with earth-shaking, blood-red radiance. The blood dragon frantically spat out countless streams of bloody light, and those blood-colored threads instantly swelled again, shooting toward the Fire Dragon Sword in Li Xiaoya's hands to coil around it...
In an instant!
Yan Longzi actually succeeded.
The reason Yan Longzi had kept forcing Li Xiaoya to use the Fire Dragon Sword was that he had the Ten Thousand Dragons Altar to rely on. The Dragon Ancestor had specially forged this treasure to counter the Fire Dragon Sword, using the souls, flesh, and blood of over ten thousand Dragon Cultivators. The strength of the True Dragon Aura it contained was easy to imagine. It had been made specifically to exploit the Fire Dragon Sword's fondness for devouring the essence, flesh, blood, and demon nascent infants of Dragon Cultivators. Once unleashed, its tremendous True Dragon Aura would inevitably attract the Fire Dragon Sword from anywhere within a thousand miles. The Ten Thousand Dragons Altar would then naturally release Blood-Red Light Threads to coil around the sword and seize it...
Of course!
This only worked because the Fire Dragon Sword had yet to advance to its highest grade and was still relatively weak. Once it reached its final stage... no! Even if it recovered just one-third of its true power,