Just when everyone thought Lu Rang had exhausted his strength, unable to match the power of the two Venerables, Long Zixuan suddenly appeared.
Moreover, upon his arrival, he displayed the strength of a Venerable!
"Long Zixuan... Isn't this person the discarded prince of the Saint Dragon Dynasty?"
"How did he become sworn brothers with Lu Rang? And how has his strength become so formidable?"
"What sort of fortuitous encounter did these two have, who did they take as their master?"
Everyone was abuzz with discussion.
The Emperor of the Saint Dragon Dynasty, Long Xiaotian, Long Zixuan's birth father, was now deeply shaken, his tiger-like eyes filled with disbelief!
How could this be possible!
His own son... hadn't he been crippled?
He subconsciously turned to look at the Empress beside him!
Seeing this, the Empress's face flushed with panic as she said, "Your Majesty, I have no idea... Before he left, he was clearly just a Golden Core Realm waste, as you know, keeping him around would only bring shame to our Imperial Family!"
Long Xiaotian's face darkened, but he remained silent, just quietly watching the stage!
In his heart, however, regret surged like a tidal wave!
The appearance of Long Zixuan caught Wu Ming and Cen Ao off guard.
However, both were very confident!
"Hehe, a Venerable? What a shame, you're by yourself!"
"Today, you're doomed to die!"
Long Zixuan, however, simply responded with a cold voice, "Lu Rang, you step down first."
Lu Rang nodded, immediately saying, "Alright! I'll leave them to you, kill them!"
After speaking, he left the arena.
"Let's test the depths of his waters!"
At this moment, Luo Ming on the main stage suddenly transmitted his voice to Wu Ming and the others on the arena.
The dragon aura emanating from Long Zixuan had piqued his curiosity.
Cen Ao made his move in an instant!
Wu Ming also stepped forward!
Both unleashed powerful magical treasures, Wu Ming conjured a giant seal, while Cen Ao's spiritual power transformed into raging waves, crashing forward!
These were techniques they had learned from Luo Ming, not of this realm, utterly terrifying.
The Iron Spirit Stone-built arena was now starting to crack, the entire space trembling.
"I'm afraid only a Supreme could catch this!"
But atop the arena, Long Zixuan was indifferent.
In his mind, he remembered the small courtyard, the pond there, the trajectories of the goldfish swimming, the dragon shadows vieing for food...
Dragon chants filled the air!
The golden Dragon Soul burst forth, coiled in midair, mighty beyond measure, resplendent like an ancient True Dragon!
The fierce dragon danced, its might shaking the heavens, a dragon's roar collapsing Wu Ming's giant seal and dissipating Cen Ao's raging waves; both men spewed blood, retreating over a dozen steps with ashen faces!
Long Zixuan had not even made a move; it was merely the might of the Dragon Soul that had defeated the two!
Everyone was dumbstruck.
"Heaven, what kind of magical technique is this..."
"Impossible, impossible..."
"Who is the unparalleled genius that has taught Long Zixuan and Lu Rang?!"
At this moment, even Luo Ming and the other True Immortal could not sit still!
The two exchanged glances, each seeing the color of terror in the other's eyes.
"True Dragon Technique... Is this the legendary True Dragon Technique?!"
The True Immortal spoke, his voice trembling.
"I understand now, I completely understand. In the Xuantian Realm, there must be an ancient giant dragon. Even more, that giant dragon's bloodline might be very close to that of the ancient True Dragons!"
Luo Ming, at this moment, revealed an expression of great enlightenment, yet it was filled with horror and gravity!
—He was certain that this was an ancient giant dragon, and it had kinship with the True Dragon Clan, but it could not be a True Dragon!
Because the True Dragon Clan once proudly reigned above the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain, capable of slaying Immortal Kings!
Latterly, due to the legendary forbidden catastrophe, they were utterly annihilated, and the significant beings above the Immortal Domain searched all of heaven but found no trace of the Dragon Clan.
The consensus in the Immortal Domain was that the catastrophe targeting the Dragon Clan was too terrifying; the pure-blooded True Dragons were all extinguished, and even if there were any dragons clinging on desperately, they surely were hybrid giants!
The legends concerning the Dragon Clan never ceased!
And now, in this insignificant Xuantian Realm, could there possibly be one lurking?
If this news were to spread, it would alarm both heaven and earth!
"Capture him, capture him!"
Luo Ming bellowed directly toward Wu Ming and Cen Ao on the stage, his eyes bloodshot!
Catching Long Zixuan might lead to the trace of the giant dragon, and possibly to acquiring the treasures of the True Dragon Clan—a supreme immortal fate!
On the fighting platform.
Wu Ming and Cen Ao were also roaring at this moment, their treasures in hand suddenly bursting forth with a horrifying peerless power!
In Wu Ming's hand was an iron seal engraved with profound immortal runes!
The moment the iron seal was revealed, the platform, which could withstand battles of the venerables, exploded with a tremendous blast, showering debris in all directions!
Cen Ao held a golden, glittering divine mace in his hand!
The divine mace, carrying a terrifying aura of metallic yang, swung once, and countless spatial fragments shattered, even the white clouds floating above Taiyan Holy Land were blown apart with a bang!
All the cultivators on the field were almost kneeling at this moment, unable to look directly at the majesty of these True Immortal magical treasures!
The entire field fell into fearful silence!
However, on the platform.
Long Zixuan remained indifferent, suddenly taking out a black and unimpressive Blazing Staff!
Facing the incoming endless terrifying forces, he lifted the staff and swung it down over his head!
"Boom boom boom boom—"
Space exploded massively, and the piercing blast sounded like crashing waves!
With a single strike, Wu Ming and his True Immortal Iron Seal evaporated instantly!
Cen Ao had just enough time to let out a shrill cry of terror before his Mysterious Gold Divine Mace melted into molten gold, and he himself disintegrated in distortion!
The force continued unabated, and the entire Saint Mountain of Taiyan Holy Land split asunder!
The terrifying shockwave shook the surrounding mountains as if heralding the end of the world!
On the main stage, Cao Yijian, Luofu Holy Master, and the others were prostrated on the ground, shivering, unable to lift their heads.
"No... Could this be the legendary staff? The same staff that once reigned invincible across the southern heavens of the Immortal Domain?"
A True Immortal beside Luo Ming felt his knees tremble, almost ready to kneel!
"Yes! It must be... it must be! To obtain it is to dominate... This is mine, mine..."
Greedy desire blazed in Luo Ming's eyes as he suddenly flew toward the Blazing Staff!
Another True Immortal also made a move, intending to snatch the extremely significant staff alongside him—nothing else mattered to them but to take it!
But as they approached, they were engulfed in the aftermath of the blow from the staff.
Even the faintest ripple now wrought a horrific slaying on the two of them!
They screamed, their True Immortal cultivation levels bursting forth, trying to resist!
The entirety of Taiyan Holy Land trembled with the fearsome might of the two!
Yet, the Blazing Staff in Long Zixuan's hand merely trembled slightly.
A strand of aura was released.
Luo Ming and the other True Immortal suddenly burst into a mist of blood!
Their souls and spirits were obliterated!
Between heaven and earth, blood rained down.
As if it had endured a terrifying disaster.
Palaces turned to rubble, and martial fields to ash.
Even the Holy Mountain had collapsed at one corner.
Overlooking the entire venue, all but Fire Spirit and Mu Qianning were kneeling on the ground...
The entire Taiyan Holy Land fell silent.