"Is... is this really Grandpa Su?"
The severely injured Tie Ling looked up at Su Xiuyi, who was dressed in white and looked like an immortal, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Today, both Su Yun and Tie Ling were shocked. Previously, they had more than a dozen people at the Layered Tower Realm, the strongest of whom had even stepped into the Layered Tower Tenth Heaven. In Su Yun's eyes, such a terrifying foundation was powerful enough, but when they encountered the Golden Sacred Dragon, they were so vulnerable.
In that instant, Su Yun was utterly desperate, after all, the Golden Sacred Dragon was simply too powerful. But in that moment of despair, Su Xiuyi actually stepped out from the sword light and instantly injured the Golden Sacred Dragon.
Su Xiuyi hadn't appeared for many years, but when she did, she instantly became the focus of the world, just like before.
The White-Robed Scholar from the Ten Thousand Devils Hall suddenly opened his eyes, a look of confusion appearing in them.
"Strange, his strength hasn't even reached the Thirty-Third Heaven of the Layered Tower, so why did he injure the Golden Sacred Dragon as soon as he appeared? Why is that?"
In that instant, the White-Robed Scholar from the Ten Thousand Devils Hall saw through Su Xiuyi's cultivation level. At this moment, Su Xiuyi's cultivation level was only at the Twenty-Eighth Heaven of the Layered Tower, five levels weaker than the Golden Sacred Dragon.
"Um?"
"Could it be that he obtained the Demon-Suppressing Technique, the supreme cultivation method of the Primordial Demon-Suppressing Sect -Demon-Suppressing Art?!"
The White-Robed Scholar from the Ten Thousand Devils Hall ' eyes flashed with disbelief. His body trembled as he stared intently at the void, wanting to see what was going on.
The moment the White-Robed Scholar saw through Su Xiuyi's cultivation level, the Golden Sacred Dragon at the Thirty-Third Heaven of the Layered Tower also instantly saw through Su Xiuyi's cultivation level, and a cold smile appeared on its lips.
"Snort!"
"Arrogant! You think you can suppress me with your mere cultivation at the 28th level of the Layered Tower Realm? You're delusional! You only had a chance because you used the power of the sword formation to launch a sneak attack. Now I'll tear you apart!" The man transformed from the Golden Sacred Dragon unleashed a terrifying killing intent from his golden eyes, and an extremely domineering aura erupted from his body.
Having clearly seen Su Xiuyi's level of skill, he was no longer wary.
"Roar!"
A deafening dragon roar rang out once more. The burly man vanished, and the enormous Golden Sacred Dragon reappeared, unleashing its terrifying dragon might. With a flick of its tail, the dragon instantly shattered the giant swords stuck in the ground; those sword beams were utterly powerless against the Golden Sacred Dragon's might.
"Human, how dare you hurt me! You're asking for death!"
The Golden Sacred Dragon, carrying unparalleled dragon might, charged towards Su Xiuyi.
An extremely terrifying power enveloped Su Xiuyi.
The cold, merciless, golden dragon head hurtled towards Su Xiuyi, intending to devour Su Xiuyi.
However, the instant the Golden Sacred Dragon reached Su Xiuyi, Su Xiuyi showed no fear on her face. She activated the Demon-Suppressing Art within her body, and the moment the Demon-Suppressing Art was activated, a terrifying aura erupted. The incomparably powerful Golden Sacred Dragon revealed a look of fear in its eyes the next moment.
Are you very strong?
"In my eyes, you are nothing more than a worm." Su Xiuyi's voice was utterly calm, without the slightest ripple.
"Impossible, impossible!"
The Golden Sacred Dragon roared in terror.
Because in that instant, the Golden Sacred Dragon clearly felt its own strength continuously declining, inexplicably falling from the Thirty-Third Heaven of the Layered Tower.
He continued to fall until he reached the twenty-third Layered Tower before finally stopping. Originally incomparably powerful, his cultivation was suddenly suppressed to the twenty-third level of the Golden Sacred Dragon Layered Tower. A look of terror appeared in the eyes of the Golden Sacred Dragon, and his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs trembled.
Ignoring his terrifying dragon might, Su Xiuyi said calmly, "You mere serpent, how dare you offend my Great Zhou and rebuke me? Today, I will punish you with my Dragon Scripture."
Beside Su Xiuyi, the Spirit Character Spirit Character and instantly landed on the body of the Golden Sacred Dragon. In that instant, the Golden Sacred Dragon was horrified to find that it could no longer move an inch.
"No, no, no..."
The Golden Sacred Dragon roared to the sky, but to its horror it discovered that no matter how much it struggled, it could only manage to make a sound; its massive body was completely immobile.
At that moment, the powerful figures who were secretly watching were completely bewildered.
"Um?"
"What's wrong? Why is the Golden Sacred Dragon's body frozen in place? Isn't this person's strength only at the Twenty-Eighth Heaven of the Layered Tower?"
"Could he possibly suppress the Golden Sacred Dragon?" The moment this thought crossed their minds, countless powerful figures' expressions changed drastically.
The next moment, one by one, they were horrified to discover that Su Xiuyi, dressed in white, had actually extracted the dragon tendons from the Golden Sacred Dragon while it was still alive.
"Ah...
The Golden Sacred Dragon's mournful howl echoed through the void.
Dragon blood dripped continuously from the void, and the agonizing screams terrified all the powerful figures in the world.
The Golden Sacred Dragon, whose tendons had been extracted, experienced a rapid decline in its cultivation level, falling to the Saint Realm in the blink of an eye.
"Um?"
"Good bloodline, don't waste it!"
The world was silent. Su Xiuyi looked at the body of the Golden Sacred Dragon and said calmly.
The moment the voice fell, a huge medicine cauldron appeared in front of Su Xiuyi. After Su Xiuyi threw the dragon tendon into the cauldron, small Spirit Character characters appeared beside her. The power of the small characters shrank the huge Golden Sacred Dragon and threw it directly into the medicine cauldron.
After finishing her Su Xiuyi immediately activated the alchemical fire and began refining pills.
Inside the medicine cauldron, the Golden Sacred Dragon's miserable howl rang out again. Under the watchful eyes of countless powerful figures, the sound grew fainter and fainter until it finally disappeared.
Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the moment Su Xiuyi opened the cauldron, several golden pills flew out. These pills were made from the essence of the Golden Sacred Dragon.
Two of them instantly flew towards Su Yun and Tie Ling.
At that moment, a small, blood-red dog appeared in the void and darted into Su Xiuyi's arms. The extremely precious golden pill was thrown directly into the Blood Dog's mouth by Su Xiuyi.
The next moment, Blood Dog's aura suddenly surged, and under the watchful eyes of countless people, Blood Dog stepped into the Layered Tower Realm in the blink of an eye, and his aura continued to surge.
"Good!"
"It tastes a bit awful, but you'll have to bear with it!"
Seeing that the Blood Dog seemed distressed, Su Xiuyi offered a word of comfort.
Holding the Blood Dog, his body vanished into the void.
Upon hearing Su Xiuyi's voice, countless powerful figures twitched at the corners of their mouths. The pills refined by the Golden Sacred Dragon were said to be somewhat unpalatable, something countless people longed for.
Many people suddenly realize that they are living worse than a dog.
After consuming the pills, Su Yun and Tie Ling not only recovered from their injuries instantly, but also, with the help of the pills, the shackles on their bodies were broken one after another, and their cultivation level increased by six or seven levels in the blink of an eye.
"I am in the capital. Welcome, everyone."
In the void, Su Xiuyi's voice appeared, and those hidden experts trembled violently. Having witnessed Su Xiuyi refine the Golden Sacred Dragon of the Thirty-Third Heaven of the Layered Tower, they dared not harbor any covetous thoughts towards the Great Zhou. In the blink of an eye, all the surrounding experts disappeared.
"As expected, it really is the Primordial Demon-Suppressing Art."
"Could it be that he obtained the inheritance of the Primordial Demon-Suppressing Sect?"
The White-Robed Scholar from the Ten Thousand Devils Hall now had a hint of apprehension in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)