The blade light returned to simplicity, shattering all space and swallowing Ancestor Yuelong's figure within.
But in the next instant, an explosion rang out. Xu Zimo's curved saber was knocked several inches backward, and Ancestor Yuelong withdrew completely.
"It was you who attacked this old man first. Everyone present saw it," Ancestor Yuelong said calmly.
"Even if the True Martial Sacred Sect questions me in the future, this old man will have his explanation."
"Why waste so many words?" Xu Zimo said placidly.
He rose into the air, and all eight Meridian Gates opened at once.
His might surged across the heavens like mountains toppling and seas overturning.
Ancestor Yuelong was no simple opponent either. A dragon's roar sounded around him.
Golden spiritual energy flowed around him.
Within that golden spiritual energy, a divine dragon coiled its body and slowly wrapped itself around Ancestor Yuelong.
For a moment, dragon might blanketed the area, pressing down with overwhelming force.
When those around them saw the divine dragon, they all began discussing it.
"Legend says that when Ancestor Yuelong was young, he once encountered a true divine dragon.
"He made a pact with the divine dragon. The two became one, cultivating together and complementing each other. Could it be true?"
"From the looks of it, it seems to be true. That divine dragon does not look like something that was merely conjured."
Xu Zimo slightly raised his head and saw the enormous dragon head facing him.
He could even feel the scorching heat carried in its breath.
"Saint Son Xu, it is not too late for you to admit your mistake," Ancestor Yuelong said loftily.
Xu Zimo chuckled. Overlord Shadow in his hand erupted with blade light that stretched ten thousand zhang, slashing toward the divine dragon.
With a boom, a wave