The place where the Azure Lotus Sect Patriarch passed away is so ominous?
Yang Zhen stared at the enormous coffin engulfed in terrifying flames in mid-air, his face filled with disbelief.
The Azure Lotus Sect Master was utterly dumbfounded, fighting the raging golden dragon while simultaneously urging Yang Zhen and Lin Miaoyi to dodge.
Yang Zhen couldn't tell whether the golden dragon was real or fake; its life force was far too strong. Even if it was fake, it was a high-quality imitation.
"Did your Azure Lotus Sect ever have a giant dragon?"
Moreover, it was a golden dragon. Yang Zhen turned to Lin Miaoyi and asked, then pulled Lin Miaoyi to a place where the battle would not reach.
This was practically a battle of gods; terrifying shockwaves blotted out the sky, and the golden dragon's terrifying roar alone was enough to make Yang Zhen's eardrums ache.
Yang Zhen was stunned by the terrifying strength of the Azure Lotus Sect Master.
Damn it, if that old madman Great Saint Fengli is this terrifyingly strong, then why bother fighting? We might as well just go back to our hometown.
Yang Zhen was starting to miss the smell of smog on the blue planet.
Just then, Zhou Tong suddenly plummeted from mid-air with a thud, furious, pointing at the sky and shouting, " Fake Old Daoist, you fake Daoist priest, how dare you not help me?"
The Fake Old Daoist chuckled strangely and said, "This giant serpent's strength is already on the verge of breaking Final Step. In this situation, I'm barely able to protect myself, how could I have time to bother with you, you old thing?"
Yang Zhen was stunned. He had seen Zhou Tong's strength before, yet he was in danger of being knocked down by the golden dragon?
Just as Yang Zhen was surprised, Zhou Tong jumped up again, and not long after, the Fake Old Daoist fell down with a thud.
Zhou Tong laughed heartily, his words filled with contempt, and shouted at the Fake Old Daoist, " Fake Old Daoist, you've finally met your match! That landing was rather unsightly."
The Fake Old Daoist, face down and covered in dust, gave Zhou Tong a cold stare before silently charging back into the battle.
Yang Zhen looked up at the golden dragon and suddenly felt something was strange.
At this moment, Lin Miaoyi suddenly shook her head and said, "There is no mention of the existence of dragons in the history of the Azure Lotus Sect. Could it be that the Ancestor tamed a golden dragon before refining it?"
Seeing the look of admiration in Lin Miaoyi's eyes, Yang Zhen rolled her eyes at Lin Miaoyi.
Ha, woman, you probably have some misunderstanding about the golden dragon.
According to that Shameless Cat, if it were a true golden dragon, and it were to break through to the Final Step of its power, even ten Azure Lotus Sect Masters would be no match for it.
Golden dragons are Savage Wilderness creatures born with Physical Body Sanctification that have achieved sainthood. Their terrifying power can tear apart the heavens. Although the golden dragon in front of him looks terrifying, even the Azure Lotus Sect can defeat it without flinching, Yang Zhen still has a feeling that this thing is fake. Its movements seem completely natural, but the aura in its eyes doesn't seem like that of a living being.
If it were a real golden dragon, it would have been furious long ago; dragons are known for their short tempers.
But the golden dragon before them had empty eyes, as if it didn't see the Azure Lotus Sect Master and the others, and was only focused on fighting.
Thinking this through, Yang Zhen became even more certain that the golden dragon before him was merely a puppet.
Damn, what kind of puppet is this terrifying?
Yang Zhen's face flickered with surprise and uncertainty as he turned to Lin Miaoyi and said, "Sister Lin, please protect me!"
Lin Miaoyi was startled and looked at Yang Zhen in surprise, asking, "What do you want to do?"
Yang Zhen pursed his lips and muttered, "Of course it's slaying dragons. If you want to do it, you won't let you."
Ah, women!
Yang Zhen ignored Lin Miaoyi. At this moment, it seemed that Lin Miaoyi had nothing else to do besides protecting him.
When Yang Zhen focused all his attention, he suddenly noticed something different in mid-air.
A faint, almost imperceptible aura emanated from directly beneath the massive coffin, connecting to the golden dragon's body.
Yang Zhen was shocked. He immediately developed an extremely strong interest in this golden dragon, or rather, in the person who created it, and felt a surge of admiration for him.
These wisps of energy were not a kind of power aura, but rather a kind of existence similar to a spider web, invisible and colorless, indistinguishable to the naked eye, and even difficult for the soul to detect.
If Yang Zhen hadn't been so well-versed in the Heavenly Book: Life Assault Chapter, he wouldn't have discovered this crucial point at all.
Just look at the Azure Lotus Sect Master and his group; they fought the golden dragon in mid-air for so long, yet not a single one of them realized that the golden dragon was actually fake.
Thump!
Another muffled thud followed, and Zhou Tong fell from mid-air, landing beside Yang Zhen. Seeing Yang Zhen's condition, a look of confusion crossed his face, and he asked Lin Miaoyi beside him, "What's this kid doing?"
Lin Miaoyi glared at Yang Zhen and said, "He said he wants to slay a dragon!"
"Dragon slaying?"
Zhou Tong laughed like a two-hundred-pound fat man, waving his hand and saying, "Kid, don't waste your time. This golden dragon, for some reason, its wounds heal automatically, and it's impossible to kill no matter how we fight it. We old folks are almost exhausted. Could this be the legendary dragon?"
God the hell is this immortal dragon?
Yang Zhen rolled his eyes at Zhou Tong, then opened his eyes and said, "If there were immortal beings, given the terrifying potential of human cultivators, they would probably have already figured out how to achieve immortality."
Zhou Tong was taken aback, seemingly finding Yang Zhen's words somewhat reasonable, and muttered to himself, "Could it be that all those legends of immortal dragons are false?"
And so, the disillusionment of a faith was born.
Glancing at Zhou Tong, who was utterly bewildered, Yang Zhen stood up and said, "Watch me, this Sage of Saunter, slaughter you, you immortal dragon!"
Zhou Tong laughed loudly, pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "You? Even the Azure Lotus Sect Master can't handle this golden dragon. With your small frame, you'd better not go up there and throw your life away."
"What if I could slay this dragon?" Yang Zhen winked at Zhou Tong.
Zhou Tong glanced at the golden dragon chasing after the Azure Lotus Sect Master and his group, chuckled, and said, "If you slay this dragon, I'll be your disciple for another hundred years, making it two hundred years in total. I'll also arrange for you to marry Lin girl while I'm at it. How about it?"
Lin Yatou?
Yang Zhen was taken aback. He glanced at Lin Miaoyi, Lin Miaoyi immediately drew her sword and charged towards Zhou Tong.
Zhou Tong yelled and turned to run, saying as he ran, "Kid, Lin girl is shy. I can really make the decision for her."
As he spoke, Zhou Tong plunged back into the battle. Lin Miaoyi hesitated for a moment, then decided not to chase after him. She returned to Yang Zhen's side, saying coldly, "Elder Zhou Tong is disrespectful for his age; don't listen to his nonsense."
Yang Zhen nodded, saying as they walked, "Although Zhou Tong, that old geezer, is a bit disrespectful for his age, he's still a man of his word. If he says he'll be a disciple for a hundred years, he'll be a disciple for a hundred years; if he says a hundred years, he'll add another hundred. As for matchmaking with Lin girl..."
" Yang Zhen, you stop right there!" Lin Miaoyi chased after him from behind.
roar--!
A deafening roar came from mid-air, catching Yang Zhen and Lin Miaoyi off guard and sending them tumbling to the ground.
The Azure Lotus Sect Master roared, his longsword swelling in the wind and slashing at the golden dragon with the power to tear through space, but it was deflected by a force similar to Body-Protecting Saint Gang.
Yang Zhen was increasingly delighted as he looked at it; this was simply a perfect tool for murder, robbery, and showing off.
To the astonishment of Zhou Tong and the others, Yang Zhen leaped to the spot where the aura was emanating and slammed his hands heavily onto the ground.
"Heaven and earth are dark and yellow, hallelujah! The Supreme Old Lord commands this urgently, Amen!"
Rumble!
A series of earth-shattering roars resounded, almost lifting the entire ground. The golden dragon in mid-air visibly shrank as everyone stared in disbelief.
Zhou Tong's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he muttered to himself, "What kind of incantation is this brat chanting now?"