It hurt—hurt so much!
Golden Dragon's four limbs were bound by countless chains that had extended from beneath Four-Gate Isles.
He could only watch as the wounds across his body were once again aggravated by the Dragon-Subduing Sword Intent and black venom.
For a thousand years, his injuries had never healed. Every moment, he endured the agony of his body being torn apart.
Now, as the Four-Seas Tempest and Dragon-Drunkenness Venom poured into his wounds, Golden Dragon howled in pain once more. As he struggled, the chains around his limbs gradually tightened.
Visible to the naked eye, the twisting chains had already burrowed completely into his flesh.
"Damn it, damn it!"
Golden Dragon let out roar after roar, waves of golden light continuously blasting toward the sixteen island clusters.
The defenses on every island activated in succession. After the Fu Family's three generations made their stance clear, the cultivators of Yanlong calmed down somewhat and acted according to their previous drills.
"Heavenly Net Descent!"
Above the clouds, Fu Qixiang gave the order.
Many cultivators drove flying shuttles and spirit combs, working together to lower a stretch of cloud brocade spanning thousands of miles.
Layers upon layers of spirit clouds shifted with unfathomable changes. Beneath the sunlight, they reflected a kaleidoscope of splendid colors and auspicious mist. If a cultivator observed them with dharma sight, they would see countless beautiful patterns amid those clouds.
Huang Yu held a little boy's hand as they stood atop a mountain on Four Auspicious Continent, gazing into the distance.
"Father, is that—is that Mother's hard work?"
"Yes. That is the Eight Trigrams Cloudlight Sash, the immortal-seeking method created by the Fu Family—by Fu Henghua."
Kan and Li joined to enter Golden Core; Zhen and Dui stood square to reveal Crimson Infant. Xun and Gen refined