The Third Dragon Crown Prince captured Jinghui, Jinghui's last resort, the Yellow Wind Thirteen Riders

Yin Honghua entered the Dragon Well to purge the evil qi, while Jinghui guarded the way alone. Buddha Light swirled around her, lending her an air of inviolable sanctity.

The Dragon Family disciples could not help frowning slightly at the sight.

"This nun is no ordinary opponent."

"Hmph, I refuse to believe that so many of us can't deal with a single nun!"

A Dragon Family disciple snorted coldly.

Then they attacked again, unleashing all manner of Immortal Arts and Supernatural Powers at Jinghui in a single barrage.

"Amitabha."

Jinghui pressed her palms together, Buddha Light swirling around her. She thrust out her fair hand, and boundless Buddha Light surged forth like a vast river, shattering every Immortal Art and Supernatural Power!

The Dragon Family disciples were blasted away by the Buddha Light once again.

This time, they understood.

There was a considerable gap between them and Jinghui.

Fortunately, Jinghui had no intention of killing anyone. Otherwise, they would already have suffered casualties.

"Damn it, what do we do now?"

"With this nun standing in our way, there's no way we can deal with Yin Honghua."

Just as the Dragon Family disciples found themselves in a bind.

A dragon's roar suddenly resounded through the void, and an overbearing, majestic aura descended from it!

A golden figure stepped out of the void, his cold golden eyes sweeping over the surroundings. When he saw the golden Dragon Well, his eyes burned with fervor.

"Golden Dragon Blood! Haha, it really is the legacy left behind by the Golden Ancient Dragon!"

The golden figure was none other than the Third Dragon Crown Prince!

He was incredibly excited. The Golden Ancient Dragon was a powerful variant of the Dragon Clan whose bloodline power was infinitely close to that of a True Dragon that had undergone