With a smile, Black Python declared, "Then let’s have a battle outside the city."
Pu Du Ci Hang's eyes flickered with determination. "This time, there will be no compromise." He took the lead and flew outside the city.
Turning to Nie Xiaoqian and Qin Wan'er, Black Python said, "Your brother wants you to come home early." With that, he soared into the sky, following Pu Du Ci Hang.
Fu Qingfeng rushed over to help the two girls up. "Are you alright? Who was that person just now? They seemed powerful."
Nie Xiaoqian and Qin Wan'er exchanged glances. "Sister Nie," Qin Wan'er began, but Nie Xiaoqian quickly pulled her hand and replied to Fu Qingfeng, "We don’t know who he is. He might be acquainted with my brother."
Fu Qingfeng nodded, relieved as long as they were unharmed. He then turned to Fu Shoufu and felt a headache coming on; his father was stubborn, and he didn’t know how to persuade him to leave.
On a mountain outside the capital, Pu Du Ci Hang and Black Python faced each other from a distance.
"What do you Black Mountain people want? The capital is far from your territory. What brings you here?" Pu Du Ci Hang asked, narrowing his eyes with a serious expression.
Black Python looked at him with a half-smile. "Don’t worry about it. You can absorb your Dragon Qi, but don’t interfere with me."
"How do you know?" Pu Du Ci Hang was taken aback; this was his greatest secret. A flash of killing intent crossed his eyes.
Black Python merely smiled without speaking, waving his hand at Pu Du Ci Hang.
Pu Du Ci Hang's expression darkened as he pressed his palms together. "Amitabha." A brilliant light radiated from him, and in an instant, a massive golden Buddha appeared before them.
"Seated Tathagata," he commanded, "beast, kneel before me!"
In response, Black Python’s serpent-like eyes glimmered with a mysterious light. "Ah, an Illusion. Not bad."
With a roar that shook the heavens, Black Python transformed into a colossal black dragon, complete with two horns on its head and five claws beneath its belly.
The terrifying Long Wei of the five-clawed black dragon surged forth as it descended upon the giant Buddha.
"True Dragon?" No, that's not right; this is also an Illusion. The Great Buddha was taken aback, feeling the terrifying Long Wei, and a hint of fear crept into him.
"This is not an Illusion," the True Dragon spoke calmly.
It was indeed not an Illusion, but rather the Black Python stirring its own bloodline to evolve into this form, possessing at least fifty percent of the True Dragon's strength. It could be considered a form of divine power.
Pu Du Ci Hang's expression turned grave. "Hmph, playing tricks? I'll destroy you."
With that, he extended his golden hand and slammed it down towards the black dragon with overwhelming force.
The golden hand carried a terrifying momentum.
The black dragon glanced at the descending hand and swung its Dragon Tail, charging straight at it.
A massive explosion echoed as the golden hand crumbled and dissipated without any resistance.
Pu Du Ci Hang's face showed shock. What kind of joke is this? One strike and my hand is shattered?
A fierce look appeared in his eyes as he transformed his other hand into a giant palm and struck towards the black dragon again.
The black dragon took a look. Another one?
This time, it did not use its Dragon Tail but extended its Dragon Claw to grasp at the giant palm.
With no hindrance, the claw easily tore through the golden hand.
The black dragon turned its head and looked at the Great Buddha. With a flick of Long Wei, it appeared before him in the blink of an eye.
The Dragon Claw reached out towards the top of the Great Buddha's head.
A look of horror filled the Great Buddha's eyes as a sense of deadly danger surged within him.
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