Chapter 160

Facing these divine lights' attacks, Luo Fu's figure flickered and evaded them all.

The divine lights did not slow, plunging directly into the great mountain below.

"Boom—"

A chorus of sounds rose from below, mushroom-like shockwaves erupting one after another.

"Not bad on speed," Huang Long's eyes glinted coldly. "Then how about this attack, younger brother—can you dodge it?"

No sooner had he spoken.

Huang Long pointed a finger, endless starlight surging forth, transforming into countless strikes like falling stars.

Any ordinary Jin Xian facing this barrage would have to tread carefully.

Yet what stunned Huang Long was—

As Luo Fu's figure flickered, he evaded every single one of his attacks.

His previous assault had not affected Luo Fu at all.

You know, with this move, if it were any of the other twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect in his place, they probably couldn't have dodged it so effortlessly either.

The Luo Fu before him had achieved precisely this.

Watching Luo Fu's smiling face, Huang Long's expression darkened.

His earlier words about giving Luo Fu proper guidance now rang hollow—almost embarrassing.

"Luo Fu, your skill is indeed impressive—no wonder Saint Tongtian took notice of you," Huang Long drew a deep breath. "It seems Brother must use his full strength."

"Boom…"

With a thunderous roar, an even more terrifying aura erupted from Huang Long.

Soon, scales-like patterns appeared on his arms and face, and two strange horns sprouted from his head.

Faint yellow energy twisted and warped the very void.

Luo Fu recognized this aura well—it was the aura of the Dragon Clan.

But to Luo Fu's eyes, this Dragon Clan aura was pathetically weak.

Not even comparable to the ancient Dragon Clan geniuses, let alone to Elder Qinglong.

"Luo Fu, watch Brother's technique," Huang Long's hand transformed into a dragon claw, grasping the void.

Below, the ten-thousand-zhang mountain range stretching for ten thousand li was instantly snatched up and seized in his grasp, then hurled violently toward Luo Fu.

As Huang Long's palm swept through the air—

Countless mountains, each millions of li wide, blanketed the heavens.

Mountains themselves are immensely heavy, let alone these ranges infused with Jin Xian power—if they fell upon an ordinary world, they could shatter entire stars.

This was the terrifying might of a Jin Xian.

Huang Long attacked this way precisely to negate Luo Fu's advantage—his speed.

With so many colossal mountains, evasion by speed alone would be nearly impossible.

Then he would be forced to meet them with raw power.

Pure, unadulterated strength.

Huang Long was utterly confident.

But his pupils shrank when he realized—even under this assault, Luo Fu still evaded every strike.

This made his face flush red.

He still could not overcome Luo Fu.

"Kill…"

A long sword materialized in Huang Long's hand, his pupils radiating cold light.

At one moment—

Just after Luo Fu dodged a mountain range thousands of li wide, Huang Long appeared behind him.

"Luo Fu, younger brother—you've lost."

Huang Long thrust his sword forward, piercing Luo Fu's flesh.