Chapter 397: Another God-Slaying Spear Fragment Obtained: The Old Dragon with Clipped Wings Cannot Escape

Now, as the old dragon Lao Jiao Hun Yu was just about to enter meditation to comprehend the Return Ruins Force, he suddenly heard a loud laugh beside his ear: "Haha, I've finally found you!"

His heart gave a jolt of alarm, and he instinctively turned his head to look aside, only to see that, accompanied by the laughter, the space was rolling back in layers as a handsome young man stepped out.

Behind him, a vast and imposing aura unfolded, as large as a canopy, held high above his head to shroud his form, the killing intent between his brows undisguised.

"Yuanlong, you brat!"

The old dragon Hun Yu naturally recognized who this newcomer was; it was the Dragon Clan's young lord who had been rising to fame among the Water Tribe in recent years, and also the same junior he had crossed paths with twice before! For all these years, he had regretted not being more decisive back then, risking the consequences of retaliation from the ten Golden Crow princes to swallow and kill this junior.

If not for that,

that thief of a woman, Yinglong, would not have gained a future helper with such boundless potential.

Especially since this junior had advanced to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm some time ago, he regretted even more his hesitation back then, allowing a great enemy to escape.

One must know, he had spent countless efforts to reach the stage he was at today, yet this junior was only so young, and already in the same realm as him.

Even that woman Yinglong hadn't grown as rapidly or as incredibly as him back in the day~

He had originally thought it would take some time for this junior to come seeking revenge, but he hadn't expected that Yuanlong, this brat, would be so impatient to find him~

It seemed this brat Yuanlong was also eyeing the Innate Spiritual Treasure in his possession, the Cuiguang Two Instruments Lamp.

Fortunately, he was not unprepared; this Abyssal Pool formed by the Return Ruins Force was specifically prepared for fellow cultivators who came to cause him trouble.

As long as they were not a Great Luo, he guaranteed that anyone would suffer the consequences~ Hun Yu's thoughts raced through his mind, but in reality, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

Just as he turned his head, he was preparing to activate the means he had prepared in advance at this location, but he saw the object in Fang Longye's hand and immediately thought to himself, "Oh no!" He saw it was an ancient bronze mirror, and within the mirror surface was the reflection of a Nine-tailed Fox, its nine tails spread out like petals.

Even though it was merely the image of a fox, it gave one the feeling that all the beauty in the world had been stolen away, making it impossible to look away once one's gaze was fixed upon it.

He had once driven a carriage for Di Jun and could be considered well-traveled, so he naturally recognized what treasure this brat Yuanlong held in his hand; it was the Heavenly Fox Mirror of the ancestor of Qingqiu! Unfortunately, by the time Hun Yu realized this, it was already too late.

The moment he saw the bronze mirror,

the reflection of the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox in the mirror trembled slightly, its slender eyes slowly opening, brilliant as the stars, carrying a heartbreaking charm.

For a moment,

the heavens and earth seemed to light up at this instant, and everything in the world vanished, leaving only this bronze mirror and the phantom of the Nine-tailed Fox.

It was exceptionally dazzling~ At this very instant, Hun Yu fell into a state of obsession, his thoughts no longer jumping, and he completely lost his sanity.

The mirror light arrived abruptly, shining upon him and revealing his reflection within the mirror surface.

Strike while the iron is hot! Since Fang Longye began his cultivation, he had constantly sought various powerful treasures, all to bully others with his status, rely on treasures to act fiercely, and suppress others with power; he was not here to fight three hundred rounds with someone before deciding the winner.

Otherwise, why would he resort to a sneak attack?

He acted decisively, not playing any games, and reached out to swipe directly across the mirror surface, causing ripples to spread like water.

The reflection of the old dragon in the mirror was easily wiped away like dust on a surface.

At the same time,

Hun Yu in reality was swept up by an indescribable force of annihilation and turned into fly ash.

A fatal blow! It was just that clean and efficient~

"Eh?"

Fang Longye held the Heavenly Fox Mirror, his gaze like a torch, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, laughing and scolding:

"Truly an old immortal; there is a reason he could survive from the ancient times until now."

This old dragon had actually survived under the attack of the Heavenly Fox Mirror, a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

He could sense that,

although the attack of the Heavenly Fox Mirror had followed the connection in the dark straight into the Source Sea, intending to wipe the old dragon's True Spirit and imprint from the world, it had been blocked by a vast force.

"Cuiguang Two Instruments Lamp?"

Fang Longye could only think that it was highly likely due to this top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

"Hmph! I'd like to see how many times this top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure can save you!"

Fang Longye chuckled coldly; he had already locked onto the old dragon's Aura, and no matter where he ran to the ends of the earth, unless a Great Luo intervened, he was a dead man! "Is this the Return Ruins Force?"

The Xuanling Dunjia hung in the air, scattering specks of Dao essence. After confirming he would not lose track of the old dragon, Fang Longye did not turn to leave, but instead lowered his head to look at the Abyssal Pool beneath his feet, appearing quite interested.

"No wonder they say that for those below the Great Luo, the Return Ruins is a forbidden land with ten deaths and no life."

Fang Longye focused his mind to sense it, feeling only an incomparable depth, with a sense of devouring and destruction that made one's heart tremble.

This was not the true Return Ruins, merely an Abyssal Pool formed by a small amount of Return Ruins Force.

After a brief inspection, Fang Longye shook his head and was about to leave; this Return Ruins Force was of little use to him, and the old dragon and the Cuiguang Two Instruments Lamp were more important.

But at this moment, the God-Slaying Spear Tip he had previously sealed away began to tremble slightly.

"Eh?"

Fang Longye exclaimed in surprise, flipped his palm, and took out a broken spear tip; it looked to be only the size of a palm, neither gold nor jade, neither copper nor iron.

It shimmered with a Chaos-colored luster~ It was precisely the God-Slaying Spear Tip that Minghe Laozu had given him as a welcoming gift.

The spear tip was broken and looked unremarkable, but in reality, it contained a destructive Aura so vast it filled the heavens and earth, lurking within like volcanic lava~

And at this moment, it was trembling violently, emitting a clanging sound, filled with a sense of excitement and joy~ "Could it be that—"

Fang Longye thought of a possibility, his pupils constricted, and he immediately summoned the supreme treasure 'Dragon Gate', suppressing it toward the Abyssal Pool below~

Boom! The Dragon Gate descended,

its magnificent power suppressing everything, and an unimaginable light illuminated the entire sea area.

"It really is as I guessed!"

A smile appeared on Fang Longye's face, and he beckoned with his hand. A streak of black light shot out abruptly from the Abyssal Pool, and under the attraction of the God-Slaying Spear Tip, it landed in his hand.

The black light dissipated; it was a piece of something resembling a spear shaft, the length of a forearm, neither gold nor jade, neither copper nor iron, shimmering with a Chaos-colored luster~ It was clearly a fragment of the Innate Supreme Treasure, the God-Slaying Spear. Under the tempering of the Return Ruins Force, it had not been destroyed, but had instead become even more durable over time.

"Not bad!"

Fang Longye put away the fragment and laughed. He had originally come for the Cuiguang Two Instruments Lamp, but now he had found a fragment of the God-Slaying Spear first.

A trip not made in vain; truly a joyous and congratulatory occasion!

"Next—"

Fang Longye raised his head, his gaze shining into the dark void. With a flick of his large sleeves, he held the Panlong Spear in his hand, performed a spear flourish, and chuckled lightly: "Time to finish up and call it a day!"

Deep within the East Sea,

in an unknown space, the sun and moon hung high, illuminating the clear universe. Rainbow-colored water light permeated the area, suffused with an ancient and vicissitudinous Aura that lingered for a long time.

In a magnificent and extraordinary bronze palace, which was empty and vast, only a precious tripod stood out prominently. Smoke curled up, and faintly, there was the sound of a dragon's roar, exceptionally clear and resonant.

But suddenly, the dragon's roar changed from clear to shrill, carrying a sense of misery. Large swathes of blood-red color appeared out of thin air, casting a repressive atmosphere over the entire palace.

After a long while,

a dragon roar mixed with pain and anger was heard. The smoke in the tripod twisted incessantly, blending with the cloud light, and then transformed into a human figure. It was none other than Hun Yu, the old dragon who once pulled the carriage for Di Jun.

He slowly landed from above the precious tripod, his expression ferocious, without a shred of the bearing of a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

If one looked closely, one would discover that his current Aura was flickering and unstable, far weaker than he had been before.

"Yuanlong, you brat! I will not share the same sky with you!"

Hun Yu was, of course, most aware of his own condition. His current hatred was simply indescribable; he wished he could pull the tendons and peel the skin of Fang Longye, leaving him beyond redemption.

Unfortunately, this was merely a delusion.

After all, even at his peak just now, he could not defeat Fang Longye, let alone now that he had just recovered from the Source Sea and was essentially a blank slate~

Fang Longye had not directly tracked him down to make him a stray dog; he should be secretly happy about that!

Although this old dragon was unconvinced in his heart, believing that the junior Fang Longye had purely relied on the advantage of his Spirit Treasure and the success of a sneak attack.

But the fact that he was now severely injured was indisputable; he truly could not beat Fang Longye now.

"Fortunately, I have you, this treasure!"

After the old dragon Hun Yu vented the hatred in his heart, he stroked a simple and unadorned precious lamp in his hand.

The lamp was over half a foot tall, its entire body suffused with purple-green mist.

Two wicks burned into two points of flame, intertwined together, shining brilliantly like coiling snakes, presenting a lamp flame that seemed to be a fusion of Yin and Yang.

This precious lamp was none other than the Cuiguang Two Instruments Lamp, which ranked among the top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures~

It was also the reason why Fang Longye insisted on finding trouble with this old dragon. From another perspective, this old dragon's current plight was all because of it!

Of course,

that this old dragon could survive under the attack of the top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Heavenly Fox Mirror, also relied entirely on this Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Cuiguang Two Instruments Lamp.

If not for the protection of this top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the mark he had entrusted in the Source Sea and the True Spirit he had transferred to the Source Sea at the moment of crisis would have long since been annihilated by that attack from the Heavenly Fox Mirror.

Unlike now,

although his true body was annihilated and his primordial spirit turned to dust—truly a case of body and spirit being destroyed—his True Spirit remained, his primordial essence was not extinguished, and he could still make a comeback in a short time.

However, this comeback naturally could not restore him to an uninjured, peak state.

Hun Yu inspected himself, looking at the strands of annihilation Dharma intertwined within his origin, and could not help but seethe with hatred: "Yuanlong, you brat!"

These annihilation laws all came from that attack by the Heavenly Fox Mirror; even though he had been reborn from the Source Sea, he could not completely shake off the entanglement of these annihilation laws.

Fortunately, with the protection of the Cuiguang Two Instruments Lamp, the initial attack from the Heavenly Fox Mirror had not caused him to truly fall, so these remaining Dao Injuries were not a major issue.

As long as his True Spirit was unharmed, everything else was fine.

The old dragon took a deep breath, temporarily putting aside the hatred in his heart, and exerted his full strength to perform techniques to recover himself.

He did not think he had completely escaped the crisis of Life and Death. Although this place was hidden and could isolate Heavenly Secrets, no method of isolating Heavenly Secrets was omnipotent; there were always ways and means to break them.

He had to recover his strength as quickly as possible, otherwise, even escaping would be a problem when the time came.

He sat cross-legged on the Cloud Couch. Above his crown, auspicious clouds were like water, appearing as if the spring chill had just receded, deep and clear. After a moment, clear light steamed upward, in clusters like thousands of trees in bloom, lush and colorful.

In the dark void invisible to the naked eye, the Dao Source Sea was vast and mighty, without shore or limit.

A long river of the Great Dao surged incessantly, with no visible beginning or end, suffused with a chaotic aura.

Within the long river, there was the shadow of a dragon, coiling above it, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, incomparably ferocious.

As the old dragon entered deep meditation, the dragon shadow coiling in the long river of the Great Dao began to roar incessantly, and mysterious Dao essence permeated the surroundings.

Boom—, accompanied by the continuous roaring of this dragon shadow,

in reality, the interior of the palace was filled with layers upon layers of the power of laws, which fell upon the old dragon Hun Yu, causing his Aura to rise step by step.

It was unknown how much time had passed. The power of laws in the palace dissipated, and the old dragon stood up from the couch, adjusted the Imperial Crown on his head, and the Aura on his body was much stronger than when he had started.

Of course, it still could not compare to his peak period, but it was likely at about eighty percent.

However, this was the result of him draining the pond to catch the fish, forcibly suppressing his Dao Injuries, and it could not last long.

"Go!"

As soon as the old dragon Hun Yu recovered, he did not say a word, immediately put away his Dao Palace, gathered all his belongings, and prepared to tear through space and leave.

As an old hand, he knew better than anyone else that when facing a crisis, one should run away and never hold onto a fluke mentality.

He had already stayed here for some time, and no matter what, he had to change to another place.

Who would have expected that just as he tore through space, a divine spear was thrown from across the void, as fast as lightning, filled with baleful energy.

Before Hun Yu could even react, he was pierced through the heart by this dragon-patterned divine spear.

The divine spear carried Hun Yu's body, slamming him back into this realm, pinning him firmly to the ground of the realm.

It was only because the realm where the old dragon was hiding had a special origin and had been modified by ancient mighty figures that the spatial barriers were incomparably stable.

Otherwise, it would have collapsed under this single strike.

"Yuanlong, you brat!"

The old dragon roared at the figure stepping through the air, his eyes blood-red, revealing bone-deep hatred.

Without a doubt, the person who arrived was naturally Fang Longye.

"Old thief, all these years you have slaughtered countless sons of my Dragon Clan; today, I, Fang Longye, in my capacity as the Young Lord of the Dragon Clan, shall purge the clan of this disgrace!"

Fang Longye was clad in the Jiaolong Relic Armor, with the Profound Spirit Escape Armor, Yu Emperor Stele, Five-Colored Universe Flag, Myriad Transformation Cauldron, Ten Thousand Beast Bell, and various other Spirit Treasures hovering above his head, holding the Heavenly Fox Mirror in his hands, fully armed as he stepped through the air.

He shouted loudly at Lao Jiao, looking righteous and awe-inspiring.

Having said that, he did not give Lao Jiao a chance to turn the tables, directly unleashing a heavy blow and blasting it toward his opponent.

Upon seeing this array of treasures Fang Longye had revealed, Lao Jiao was so angry he wanted to curse.

This is just too much bullying!

It was one thing to have no sense of martial virtue and launch a sneak attack before! Now he is bullying people by relying on having more treasures.

And you call yourself wearing the armor left behind by a Jiaolong! You are not at all as straightforward as those Jiaolong!

Fang Longye naturally did not know what Lao Jiao was thinking; if he had known, he certainly would have replied: but the Jiaolong who liked to fight fist-to-flesh are dead!

He had worked so hard to cultivate for so long and schemed to obtain a body of formidable Spirit Treasures and divine weapons, for what? Wasn't it just to be able to rely on his treasures to act fiercely?

If he were still to engage in hand-to-hand combat and clash with divine abilities, wouldn't he have schemed for all these Spirit Treasures in vain! (End of chapter)