Chapter 420

In an instant, the stone's weight reached two hundred thousand jin.

The infant ancient celestial dragon showed no sign of strain whatsoever, playing joyfully in the air.

This dragon could fly the moment it was born—as if it were an inherited ability—and this power filled Ye Fan and Pang Bo with envy.

"Even two hundred thousand jin of force can be lifted effortlessly—Dragonkind truly defies heaven."

Both men's gazes remained fixed on the dragon's strength, watching as the ancient celestial dragon idly toyed with the two-hundred-thousand-jin stone.

Three hundred thousand.

Four hundred thousand.

Five hundred thousand.

Eight hundred thousand.

One million!

Even at one million jin, the newborn dragonling showed no sign of strain, playing with the stone as if it were a tiny toy.

This was truly inconceivable.

"One million jin of force isn't much. I don't think the little one has reached your limit yet."

Fang Yu watched the infant ancient celestial dragon, gradually increasing the weight until the stone reached tens of millions of jin, and only when it hit fifty million jin did the little dragon finally show signs of strain.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo were already stunned speechless; they could scarcely imagine any being born with fifty million jin of strength—even true dragon descendants shouldn't be this powerful.

Fang Yu, however, was thoroughly satisfied.

This infant ancient celestial dragon had absorbed so much divine fire from the Fire Realm and amassed such vast sources—if it had only been born with one hundred thousand jin of strength, it would have been a failure.

Under his cultivation, to be born with fifty million jin of strength—that is what a true descendant of the ancient celestial dragon should be.

Fifty million jin of strength equals the power of a Heavenly Man Realm expert at birth—this is excellent, very excellent.

With further careful cultivation, its strength will become truly impressive.

"Fang Brother, this is too overwhelming—it's simply unimaginable."

Even now, Pang Bo still felt wounded, as if his Dao heart had been slightly shattered.

"After all, I cultivated it myself—its strength shouldn't surprise you."

Fang Yu smiled as he spoke.

At that moment, the young ancient celestial dragon lightly extended its claw, and the entire palace seemed ready to shatter under its touch.

Fang Yu reached out, summoning a cluster of Bai Di Daoist Gang Qi that settled into the palace, instantly making it as impregnable as a fortress.

The young ancient celestial dragon was indeed extremely powerful, but Fang Yu was even more so—his magic power far surpassed the little dragon's, yet he never casually destroyed surrounding structures because he knew how to control his force.

Thus, he began instructing the young ancient celestial dragon.

Just as Fang Yu successfully cultivated this ancient celestial dragon and carefully taught the little one, a warning bell rang atop Xingfeng of Tai Xuan Sect.

"The warning bell has sounded?"

Fang Yu's heart stirred; he sealed the young dragon within his magic treasure and stepped out, arriving atop Xingfeng of Tai Xuan Sect.

When the warning bell on Xingfeng rang, every peak master and senior disciple of every peak must come to Xingfeng, for something major had surely occurred.

When Fang Yu arrived, the Zhang Sect was already there, as was Hua Yunfei.

In addition, several other peak masters and outstanding disciples from other peaks nodded to Fang Yu as he arrived.

"We have sounded the warning bell today because a major event has occurred. The head of the Ji family and the Holy Master of Yaoguang Sacred Land have discovered the hidden micro-dimension where Kong Quewang is concealed, and they have called upon us to join in exterminating him. We cannot refuse—but we cannot send too many. Kong Quewang is no ordinary being; sending too many would mean death. Therefore, only Fang Yu, Yunfei, and I will go. The rest of you must remain to guard your respective Shanmen."

When all peak masters and disciples had gathered, the Zhang Sect of Tai Xuan Sect spoke.

"Yes."

Everyone's faces showed shock, mixed with complex emotions.

The ancient Ji family and Yaoguang Sacred Land truly possessed immense power—they had discovered Kong Quewang's hidden dimension, yet we could not witness the siege ourselves; only the Holy Son and Yunfei Senior Brother may go.

This was regret, yet also fortune, and also helplessness.

Regret, because we cannot witness the battle between great experts; fortune, because going might mean death, and we are spared; helplessness, because the head of the Ji family and the Holy Master of Yaoguang have called upon all human Men Sects, and no Men Sect can refuse—otherwise, they may be accused of colluding with demonic races, and no explanation would suffice.

"Fang Yu, Yunfei—act according to circumstances. Do not act rashly. Observe carefully. If anything seems amiss, come straight to me."

The Zhang Sect of Tai Xuan Sect led Fang Yu and Hua Yunfei out of Tai Xuan Sect, his expression solemn as he warned the two outstanding disciples.

"Yes, Zhang Sect."

The group advanced forward, soon encountering members of other Men Sects in the void.

Li Youyou of Xiaoyao Sect was present, but she followed behind an old man—this old man was the Zhang Sect of Xiaoyao Sect.

Zhong Zhong Wudi of Xuantian Sect was also there, standing behind another great figure.

When Fang Yu's gaze fell upon that great figure, the great figure's gaze turned toward him as well—he clearly knew Fang Yu had defeated his disciple, and his expression grew cold.

But the Zhang Sect of Tai Xuan Sect smiled and stepped between Fang Yu and the great figure.

At that moment, two figures appeared in the void, entirely shrouded in hazy radiance, their faces obscured, like divine sovereigns descending upon the earth.

"The Holy Master of Yaoguang and the head of the Ji family."

Everyone's expressions shifted instantly.

The newcomers were indeed the head of the ancient Ji family and the Holy Master of Yaoguang Sacred Land.

The Ji family head stood high in the sky, fused with the Dao of the void, like a desolate universe or boundless starry expanse—neither born nor perishing, evoking a sense of void and eternity.

The Holy Master of Yaoguang was encircled by one hundred and eight halos, each glowing brilliantly, like one hundred and eight great worlds, faintly visible and vanishing.

These two beings gazed down upon all, their eyes sweeping over everyone, then spoke: "Today, together with you all, we shall slay Kong Quewang!"