Qingyan Divine Court's pupils instantly dilated. There was no avoiding it now, so he immediately summoned his Heavenly Venerate Spirit Body to block. Though he stopped Lan Hong's casual strike, he was badly injured.
The wounded Qingyan Divine Court stared in utter disbelief and said shakily, "A Saint Grade Heavenly Supreme... H-how is that possible?"
"Nothing is impossible. Move aside."
After receiving Long Ao's inheritance, Lan Hong had used the power of the True Dragon Essence Blood and the power fed back by the Bright Sword to break through to the Saint Grade Heavenly Supreme in one stroke.
This was also why Lan Hong dared to say he would teach the True Dragon Clan a lesson. With his current strength, even a peak Saint Grade Heavenly Supreme would not make him hesitate to fight.
"Attack together! Do you think the Futu Divine Clan has no one left?"
Lan Hong pointed the Bright Sword in his hand at the crowd and said coldly, "You can try, but I can't guarantee you'll leave alive."
Lan Hong casually swung his sword again. Dragon roars rang out as the surrounding space shattered layer by layer.
The elders of the Futuo Clan looked at one another. They all valued their lives too much, and not a single one was willing to step forward and test just how sharp Lan Hong's sword was.
Seeing this, Lan Hong sneered and took Qingyan Jing by the hand, openly ignoring them as he strode inside.
Sure enough, no one dared stop them. Even Qingyan Divine Court, who had been shouting the loudest, did not dare stand in Lan Hong's way.
After entering the Futuo Clan, Qingyan Jing immediately led the way to find Qingyan Qian. Her emotions were extremely complicated at this moment.
"Lan Hong, do you think my