Even as they leaped up, Mu Bai and Lu Ming had settled on their battle plan. When the Yinglong and the two Azure Dragons lunged in to surround and kill them again, the Origin Soul Stele appeared behind Lu Ming, blazing with azure light. He intended to suppress all three artifact spirits' primordial spirits alone, but faintly seemed about to be thrown back by the recoil. Acting decisively, Lu Ming swung the Longevity Spear sideways and thrust it out. Its shaft instantly grew hundreds of zhang long and swept across, smashing into the three primordial spirits.
Seizing the opening created by that obstruction, Mu Bai awakened the Ancestral Dragon Primordial Spirit within him and pushed both hands out from his chest. A Vast Primeval Dragon covered in closely overlapping dark blue-green scales roared forth, golden light flashing in its eyes. Bearing immense pressure, it spiraled over and slammed a claw onto the Yinglong's head.
Among dragons, Yinglong were already an extremely high-ranking branch, evolved from Horned Dragons and possessed of exceedingly noble bloodlines. But before the Ancestral Dragon, all that nobility ceased to exist. Bloodline suppression alone terrified it, let alone the fact that it was merely a primordial spirit within a sword embryo. How could it match the complete, powerful Ancestral Dragon Primordial Spirit released by the Ancestral Dragon Inner Core?
With that single strike, the Yinglong's head shattered, and its entire body immediately vanished without a trace. The Yinglong Longsword in Qian Yuhuang's hand hummed. Suffering a backlash to his soul, his expression changed drastically, his face turning ashen, and he nearly fainted.
Even the Yinglong's primordial spirit had met such a fate. The two Azure Dragon primordial spirits Li Ji had released hurtled backward all the more urgently. Just as they tried to flee, the Ancestral Dragon