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Chapter 228: Ancient Ruins
Amid the gloomy thunderclouds, a golden Flood Dragon over a hundred feet long loomed in and out of the mist.
Its horns rose imposingly, its four claws were razor-sharp, and clouds billowed beneath its belly. Its towering, savage might made Foundation Establishment Cultivators catch their breath, not daring to move a muscle.
Indescribable shock and horror washed over Luo Yongjie's mind.
Indescribable shock and horror washed over Luo Yongjie's mind.
It was one thing for Chen Zi'ang to have seemingly comprehended breaking ten thousand arts with one sword, but how could a little loach at the Foundation Establishment middle stage break through two minor realms and one major tier, becoming a Golden Core Flood Dragon in a single leap?
Its pressure was so powerful that even the ash-calamity magic power within him grew sluggish, as though he were facing a Golden Core Elder of the Sect.
"Roar!"
Feeling the nearly inexhaustible magic power within him, Golden Egg churned the thunderclouds with his thick dragon tail, stirring up the sounds of wind and thunder.
His cold, merciless golden slit pupils instantly locked onto Luo Yongjie below, who seemed no different from an ant, making the latter's eyelid twitch.
"Prairie Blaze, Hundred Cracks · Ash-Calamity Six Directions!" Luo Yongjie roared, driving his flame-burning true essence to its utmost.
The Crimson Sky Spear blazed with light and hummed, transforming in an instant into a fine crimson thread imperceptible to the naked eye.
This crimson thread was precisely the immortal spirituality of a Third-Tier Dharma Treasure, which Luo Yongjie could awaken only by concentrating all his strength. The power it unleashed rivaled a strike from a Golden Core True Person.
Facing the spear attack bearing down with tremendous force, Golden Egg used no innate talent or divine ability. He