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The moment the battle began, the sharp rays of the Zhan Xian Fei struck the body of the Golden Dragon, causing its scales to shatter and blood mist to rise.
The Golden Dragon let out a mournful cry that echoed through the sky. Its massive size, while amplifying its strength, also severely limited its speed, making it an easy target. Despite enduring so many strikes from the Zhan Xian Fei, it had only sustained superficial injuries.
Furious, it glared at Zuo Ci and opened its enormous maw, unleashing a torrent of golden Dragon Breath. The blazing True Fire surged forth—this was the nemesis of Zuo Ci's dark arts.
With determination, Zuo Ci stepped onto the Evil God Manifestation, holding the Wan Hun Fan above his head. He gestured with his palm, sending forth a Black Hand to grasp at the fiery onslaught.
As the Black Hand made contact with the Golden Flame, it was instantly consumed by the fire. This outcome was expected. However, due to the presence of the Black Hand, the golden flames lingered in mid-air for three seconds longer.
Zuo Ci raised his Nine-section Staff and gently tapped it. The Apricot Yellow mana coalesced into a tangible hand, its finger patterns distinctly visible. With a powerful grip, the Apricot Yellow hand seized the Golden Flame and finally extinguished that burst of True Fire.
This was the complete version of the Forbidden Technique! However, it consumed an excessive amount of mana—Zuo Ci typically refrained from using it unless absolutely necessary. After all, that Apricot Yellow mana was not his own; every use diminished his reserves.
Usually, he relied on his mana to perform a diluted version of the Forbidden Technique, which sufficed for dealing with mere ants.
But now was different! Standing firmly on the ground, Zuo Ci looked up at the colossal dragon with a cold smile. The sensation of looking up at such a beast was truly unpleasant!
What should I do?
When faced with uncertainty, I invoke the Moving Mountain Technique!
The Seven Mountains and Nine Ridges all submit, summoning clouds and rain to call upon celestial soldiers. The Chimera dissipates, and with a single talisman, I stabilize the realm. North Peak, Tai Shan!
Boom!
The heavy aura of the Golden Dragon's back exploded open, its serpentine body suddenly drooping.
Concentrate!
Within the Wan Hun Fan, the Sha Qi is like an abyss.
Threads of Purple-Black Malevolence charged into the slightly smaller Lu Hun Fan in Zuo Ci's palm.
The Lu Hun Fan is a magical artifact forged from various Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures; it can summon souls and also serve as a weapon.
After all, when refining the Lu Hun Fan, I added the Inverse Bone of the Evil Dragon, which is the hardest part of the Evil Dragon, inherently possessing the effect of Breaking the Law.
The Golden Dragon was transformed from the Blood Sacrifice Dragon Seed of the Dragon King Squad's captain, its power equivalent to Tongjing, surpassing Zuo Ci's cultivation level.
Of course, it still fell short of the Old Celestial Master.
That Old Guy achieved his realm through his own cultivation, unlike this realm enhanced by secret techniques—completely incomparable.
However, at this moment, Zuo Ci could no longer be magnanimous; this fellow's Flesh was too troublesome. Even his signature techniques, Zhan Xian Fei and Moving Mountain Technique, could not shake him.
It was time to go all in!
Zuo Ci shouted: Go!
Using the endless Sha Qi from the Wan Hun Fan to ignite the Evil Dragon's soul within the Lu Hun Fan, he would detonate it upon contact with the Golden Dragon. The power of this explosion was akin to nuclear fusion.
No wonder people say that when cannons fire, gold flows like water.
The purple-black Lu Hun Fan shot forth like an arrow released from a bow, erupting in a low dragon roar in the void.
The phantom of the Purple-Black Evil Dragon manifested on the surface of the Hun Fan, its pupils crimson as blood, exuding an ominous aura.
Boom!
Zuo Ci's hand seals shifted as a hint of pain flashed in his eyes.
This move was meant for the Old Celestial Master.
The moment has come early!
Boom!
The shadow of the Purple-Black Evil Dragon compressed into a single point.
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