Wang Ying's Blade slashed out.
This time, it was not one slash, but hundreds.
The blade light wove an impenetrable net in midair, enveloping the entire Earth Dragon.
Every slash sliced precisely into the gaps between its scales, cutting the Earth Dragon's body into smaller and smaller pieces.
With a thunderous crash, the Earth Dragon once again dissolved into a sky full of ash.
To scatter those fragments more thoroughly, Wang Ying delivered hundreds of consecutive slashes, severing every fiber she could.
He Jing acted immediately afterward.
Her incantation reverberated through the air.
A fierce wind suddenly erupted from the center of the Earth Dragon's remains, forming a massive cyclone.
The gale swept up all the fragments and sent them surging toward Yang Yong.
The others also brought their own methods to bear.
Holy light, Heavenly Thunder, iron fists...
They unleashed every ability capable of restricting the direction the fragments drifted.
They pinned the Earth Dragon's remains firmly within a passage leading to the Ten-Thousand-Forged Primordial Furnace.
What Yang Yong did next left everyone dumbfounded.
He darted straight into the furnace.
The Ten-Thousand-Forged Primordial Furnace expanded dramatically again, its diameter approaching a hundred meters.
Its opening resembled a gaping maw torn into the earth, its frenzied suction enveloping the entire space.
In the instant before the Earth Dragon's body could reassemble.
Every fragment, every wisp of black mist, every particle was caught in that suction, and then...
Swallowed in one gulp.
"Ha!"
Yang Yong's wild laughter rang out from within the furnace.
"Let's see how you escape this time!"
Inside the Ten-Thousand-Forged Primordial Furnace, the seed became utterly jubilant.
It trembled, glowed, and gave off some kind of soundless cry of joy.
To it, the entire Earth Dragon was already in the bag.
A brief silence fell over the surroundings.