Chapter 406

If he weren't held back by the chest wound, striking with full force, these three naturally wouldn't be a match for him.

But now, with the wound on his body, even if he threw caution to the wind, he truly fought the three to a standstill for the moment.

"This this this…"

In the sky, there was either lightning and thunder, or flames and ice, and boundless sword qi crisscrossing as well.

Watching this astonishing battle, Tong Zhan and Yin Tianxue were so shocked their jaws couldn't close.

"This can't be immortals at war, can it…"

Tong Bo looked on as well, his brows deeply furrowed.

He didn't recognize Yin Zhong, but he did recognize the techniques Yin Zhong was employing.

It was precisely the Dragon God Art and the Tong Clan's spells.

Of these two, Tong Bo only knew the Dragon God Art; the Tong Clan's spells, on the other hand, he didn't know many of.

Now, with the two combined, such terrifying power could erupt.

Not only did it open Tong Bo's eyes, it also made him curious—who exactly was this Black Dragon?

A vicious battle was fought, almost to an unresolvable stalemate.

Only, Yin Zhong couldn't fight for long; every time he used a spell, a great splash of fresh blood would spill out.

It made him feel as if his very soul was about to be torn apart.

"Since you three are seeking death, then you can't blame me."

The Black Dragon suddenly raised its head and let out a mournful cry toward the east.

The next moment, a wave of invisible heaven and earth origin force came swarming in.

In an instant, golden traces suddenly appeared one after another in the void above.

"This looks like… a barrier? But why can this person deploy such a terrifying barrier?"

Tong Bo recognized it at a glance—this was precisely the Tong Clan's highest-level spell, the barrier!

Every barrier is a killing move!

But even when the late Old Clan Leader exerted his full strength, his barrier could at most cover an area of ten li.

Yet the barrier Yin Zhong now deployed was already nearly a hundred li across.

The entire heaven and earth origin force of Water Moon Grotto-Heaven seemed to have been drained dry by him.

"No good, if this continues these three will surely lose, and then our Tong Clan will be in trouble."

Tong Bo's heart stirred, and he made up his mind.

He directly gathered his true essence, transformed into a white dragon, and soared straight up!

"How does your big brother also know this Dragon God Art…"

Yin Tianxue saw it and asked Tong Zhan in confusion.

Only, Tong Zhan at this moment had long been shocked beyond shock—where would he have the effort to pay Yin Tianxue any mind.

The white dragon rose, bringing up countless white clouds, and charged toward the barrier Yin Zhong had laid down.

"This kid also knows the Dragon God Art? Isn't he from the Tong Clan?"

Yin Zhong's heart was shaken with uncertainty, but now that Tong Bo had delivered himself right to his side, this was precisely the moment to vent his pent-up hatred.

Therefore he split off a small portion of his strength and manipulated the barrier to attack Tong Bo.

"This kid is asking for death himself…"

Senior Dugu Qiubai and the other two sighed inwardly, but couldn't be bothered to intervene.

A battle of mythic-level experts—what business does a mere supreme expert have butting in?

"Boom!"

With a tremendous crash, the white dragon was struck squarely by the barrier.

The entire white dragon let out a wail, and great swathes of fresh blood gushed out!

"Big brother…"

Tong Zhan's heart ached with grief, thinking Tong Bo had died on the spot.

"Hum!"

Just as Tong Bo's blood was scattering across the sky, a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up in the void.

244-Yin Zhong's despair, the terrifying giant hand!

The golden light kept expanding, and in an instant it enveloped this entire stretch of heaven and earth.

The next moment, the heaven and earth origin force of the entire Water Moon Grotto-Heaven seemed to come alive.

Even its quantity surged several times over!

Yin Zhong and the other three, seeing this strange sight, all stopped their hands.

Bathed in the golden light, even Yin Zhong felt his injuries had recovered somewhat.

After a while, the heaven and earth origin force gradually calmed.

The golden light slowly converged, and there, suspended above the firmament, was seen an ancient, unadorned mirror.

The white dragon, covered all over with wounds, had by now also recovered.

"That is—the Spirit Mirror!"

Yin Zhong had been wounded by the Spirit Mirror; for five hundred years, there had not been a single moment he didn't want the Spirit Mirror.

Therefore he recognized it at a glance—the one that had suddenly appeared was precisely the core of Water Moon Grotto-Heaven—the Spirit Mirror!

"My Spirit Mirror!"

The Black Dragon no longer paid Senior Dugu Qiubai and the other two any mind, swung its massive body, and sped toward the Spirit Mirror.

"So this is the Spirit Mirror…"

After a fierce battle, Senior Dugu Qiubai and his two companions gained much, but their true qi was also considerably depleted.

But Yin Zhong and the Spirit Mirror were mutually generative and restraining, and instead he used the Spirit Mirror to heal some of his injuries.

As one side waned and the other waxed, Senior Dugu Qiubai and his two companions temporarily lost the confidence to intercept Yin Zhong.

"Third Dragon Head, the Great Dragon Head's mission includes this Spirit Mirror — we can't let this Black Dragon snatch it away…"

Watching the Black Dragon sweep in wrapped in endless black clouds, Zhang Daoling looked toward Senior Dugu Qiubai and gave him a firm look.

"Fine, fine! In any case it's always the Great Dragon Head's reward — using it to complete the Great Dragon Head's mission is perfectly acceptable!"

Senior Dugu Qiubai gave a wry smile. Last time, to accompany Senior Dugu Jian to the World Society, he had used a Sword Jade once.

Although he hadn't completely destroyed this Sword Jade, the sword intent within the Sword Jade had already been used quite a bit.

Now the situation was critical; if he didn't use this trump card, the Spirit Mirror might very well be snatched away by Yin Zhong.

Though the Sword Jade was precious, the Qinglong Society's mission could not fail!

"Go…"

This time, Senior Dugu Qiubai directly took out the Sword Jade and hurled it toward the Black Dragon.

"Hmph, you think a piece of junk like this can stop me?"

Yin Zhong sneered inwardly. In his heart, aside from Long Teng's blood sacrifice of the Spirit Mirror, no one could harm him.

The dragon head swung, and he paid the Sword Jade no attention whatsoever.

When it drew close, the Sword Jade suddenly erupted with wave after wave of immense Dao resonance.

Upon the tiny Sword Jade, infinite radiance suddenly bloomed.

Immediately following, a terrifyingly extreme Dao resonance burst forth.

Almost in the span of a single breath—

This stretch of heaven and earth was sealed off by the Dao resonance.

"What is this…"

Yin Zhong's heart was seized by nameless terror; on the Black Dragon's enormous face there was no longer any disregard.

What replaced it, instead, was fear.

Utter fear!

This Dao resonance, this power, this attack!

Even when Long Teng wielded the Divine Dragon Sword and performed a blood sacrifice of the Spirit Mirror, it had never been like this.

In his memory, only the ancient records of the Tong Clan seemed to have mentioned a hint of it!

This was the power of gods and demons — boundless, majestic power of gods and demons!

But why would such majestic power be infused into a small piece of jade pendant?