no way.
Xu Yeming's displayed talent and strength are terrifying.
The Nether River Ancestor has lived for so many years that he has reached the limit of the Early Stage of the Formless Realm. If he hadn't broken through to the Middle Stage of the Formless Realm and forcibly extended his life, he would have passed away long ago.
An old monster who has lived for so long has seen countless prodigies throughout his life.
None of them could compare to Xu Yeming...
If such a person doesn't die, he will definitely be able to stand at the pinnacle of the Soaring Realm.
If they don't kill him, the Nether River Ancestor will never be able to sleep or eat in peace.
Moreover, such talented people have top-notch resources and luck.
We cannot give them any chance.
With this in mind, the Nether River Ancestor did not hesitate at all. He raised his cane, and a purple beam of light shot into the sky from the dragon's head!
Within the clouds, purple clouds rapidly spread out! And at the center of those purple clouds, where the purple beam of light struck, a vortex gradually formed.
A sudden gust of wind arose!
roar--!
A dragon's roar resounded from within the vortex!
A gigantic dragon head emerged from the vortex of purple clouds, its entire head covered in purple scales.
The Dharma Aspect Realm can condense Dharma forms, allowing them to materialize and launch attacks.
The Formless Realm have long since integrated their Dharma forms into every gesture and movement of their cultivators, allowing them to unleash the power of their Dharma forms with any attack.
As the saying goes, "There is form Formless body!"
This is the essential difference between the Dharma Aspect Realm and the Formless Realm.
The dividing line between the two is enormous; countless cultivators at the Dharma Aspect Realm never grasp this principle in their entire lives, remaining stuck at the Dharma Aspect Realm for their entire existence.
"Boy, though I do not know the origin of your Dragon Emperor Bloodline, I wonder if you can withstand this attack from this old man?"
As the Nether River Ancestor finished speaking, he pointed his scepter at Xu Yeming.
Within the swirling purple clouds, the dragon's head roared, and from its abyss-like mouth, bolts of purple lightning, like a torrential downpour, rained down on Xu Yeming as if by divine punishment!
Xu Yeming gritted his teeth, "Old man..."
Even with the Divine Talisman of Creation, Xu Yeming, at his current level, couldn't withstand this attack unless... Xu Yeming's hand gripped the jade pendant on his chest.
That was given to me by my master.
Beside them, Ye Qiubai, Hong Ying, Mu Fusheng, and Jiu Bailu also wore solemn expressions.
Mu Fusheng glanced at the Grand Elder, whose fate was unknown, then at the six White-Robed Inspectors who were being held back...
There's nothing we can do.
Mu Fusheng pressed his palm against his heart... It seemed the only option was to break the seal.
As for how to explain the fact that he has been hiding so much strength... well, we can only wait and see.
After all, Xu Yeming was his junior brother.
Just as a beam of light flowed through Mu Fusheng's palm, about to penetrate his heart...
Rumble--!!!
Like divine punishment, bolts of purple lightning exploded one after another in mid-air!
The light in Mu Fusheng's hand disappeared.
Everyone noticed the commotion and looked up at the dragon head.
A long white rainbow streaked across the sky!
The purple dragon head and the purple clouds were utterly and irrevocably cut in two by this white rainbow!
The separated area, like the rising sun, was bathed in daylight.
"Who is it?!" Wu Xinyan's expression changed drastically.
How could someone so easily break through the Nether River Ancestor's attack?
Everyone stared at the long white rainbow.
The white rainbow gradually dissipated, and the purple clouds that had split in two vanished completely. Daylight disappeared, and the moonlight once again bathed the land.
Under the moonlight, the white light dissipated, and a silver spear came into everyone's view.
Looking at the long spear, the Nether River Ancestor's face darkened, and his wrinkles became even more pronounced.
" Dong Sanqiang..."
Upon hearing this name,
The members of the Styx Sect, Luo Ke, Yang Shao, and the six Inspectors all paled in shock!
"Who is Dong Sanqiang?" Xu Yeming, looking at the long spear.
Mu Fusheng explained to everyone via telepathy, "The sect leader of the Three Treasures Sect, a powerhouse at the Formless Realm."
Xu Yeming in confusion, "Then why did the Sect Master of the Three Treasures Sect save me? Logically speaking, shouldn't he also harbor resentment towards the Supervisory Sacred Hall?"
Mu Fusheng shook his head helplessly.
Although he has a habit of gathering information in advance, how could he possibly uncover so much inside information in such a short time...?
"Old man Nether River, you've lived so many years and you're getting worse? How could you go to such lengths to kill a junior? Have you no shame?"
The words had barely left his mouth.
The silver spear, stretching across the sky and bathed in moonlight, traced arcs through the air before finally landing on the dome of the Supervisory Sacred Hall.
There, a bald man dressed in white armor stood, seemingly out of nowhere.
Just one look... and the white armor he was wearing was clearly a very high-level treasure.
They're probably at least at the Peak of the Formless Realm.
And that long spear, and some small ornaments on it.
This person's attire was probably more extravagant than anyone else's present...
Nether River Ancestor stared at Dong Sanqiang and said coldly, "Since when did the Three Treasures Sect become a lackey of the Supervisory Sacred Hall?"
Dong Sanqiang laughed loudly, " The Three Treasures Sect doesn't rely on any force. It's just that these juniors you're dealing with have some connection to me. If you want to mess with them, then try to escape with the remaining two spears from my hands!"
The name Dong Sanqiang is easy to understand.
Each battle involves only three shots. After those three shots, either you or he dies.
Not only was the Nether River Ancestor stunned.
Even Xu Yeming and the others involved were stunned.
What?
Is there a connection?
How did we get connected when we didn't even know each other's names before?
Both Hong Ying and Mu Fusheng narrowed their eyes slightly.
The Three Treasures Sect...?
Jiu Bailu's eyes turned slightly golden for a moment, and he understood after seeing the causal threads on Dong Sanqiang's body.
Luo Ke walked over and asked in surprise, "How did you get involved with the Three Treasures Sect? Aren't you from the lower realm?"
Yang Shao also found it somewhat difficult to understand.
He must have been the first to meet Ye Qiubai and his group, right?
We met back in Fish Leap City.
He has been involved in the events during this period.
When did you meet?
Xu Yeming shrugged and said, "Don't ask me, I'm completely confused right now."
"How's it going, old man Nether River?" Dong Sanqiang put his spear aside, crossed his arms, and said, "I'm quite interested to see how much you've improved since your breakthrough."
Upon hearing this...
The Nether River Ancestor's face was extremely grim. He opened and closed his mouth several times, but finally could only turn around and say, "Let's go..."
Wu Xinyan asked in surprise, "Husband?"
"I said let's go!" the Nether River Ancestor roared, his eyes wide.
Wu Xinyan shuddered before following behind the Nether River Ancestor.
Dong Sanqiang sneered, leaped down from the dome, first gave the Grand Elder a pill, and then walked up to Xu Yeming and the others.
Xu Yeming quickly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior."
Dong Sanqiang laughed loudly, "It's nothing."
Xu Yeming asked quietly, "Senior... where have we met before?"
Dong Sanqiang shook his head. "We've never seen him before."
"Then why..."
Dong Sanqiang smiled and said, "Because you have the Thousand Treasures Card."