This time, Baili Zhen was truly enraged. In all his years of seclusion, he had never lost his temper.
Now his own disciple had been abducted right before his eyes, his fate unknown. To him, this was an utter humiliation.
Baili Zhen's eyes filled with ferocity. His robes billowed, and his sash and hair danced without a breeze.
An unyielding, supremely domineering aura emerged from Baili Zhen. This was the true Baili Zhen.
Baili Zhen roared and turned into a blur. With a thunderous boom, he slammed straight into the mountain.
The tremendous blow made the mountain tremble incessantly. Countless cracks spread across its rocky surface, and a large stretch of rock along its outer face collapsed under the impact, sending rubble tumbling down.
Baili Zhen withdrew from the mountain and hovered in midair.
Without lingering, he shot toward the mountain again. Both palms struck out together, and countless fierce blasts of palm force hammered into it.
Baili Zhen intended to tear this mountain apart by brute force.
"What 'Dragon Burial Ground'? What 'Land of a Dragon Vein'? If you don't return this old man's disciple, this old man will tear this place apart!" Baili Zhen roared.
Roaring, Baili Zhen battered the mountain in a frenzy.
As he charged into the mountain once more, an immense aura suddenly surged forth.
"So you've finally come out!" Baili Zhen said, casting a cold glance at the enormous dragon head that had appeared before him.
The enormous dragon head opened its mouth and roared as well, seemingly furious at Baili Zhen's actions.
"I'll deal with you first, then tear apart your resting place!" Baili Zhen shouted.
He could sense that this manifested dragon head possessed intelligence. After gathering here for countless years, this dragon qi had developed a spirit of its own.
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