The Tiandu Guard is the strongest guard team within the Tiandu Hall, akin to the ancient emperor’s Imperial Guard. They are responsible for the security of the Tiandu Hall 24 hours a day, seldom making public appearances, spending most of their time in training and cultivation.
Of course, they are all top-notch cultivators of the Supreme Heavenly Rank.
Unlike the Hall Masters of the Five Great Divine Palaces, who need to guard the Divine Halls in the four cardinal directions, the Tiandu Guard is always near the Tiandu Hall.
...
Meanwhile.
Fang Yu’s Dragon Roar Sword, after absorbing the sunlight energy from the Hexagonal Aggregation Array.
The purple dragon on it even shimmered with a faint golden hue, adding depth to the purple like the sun in the ninth heaven.
"Great Sumeru Sword Technique!"
"Fifth Layer!"
A massive Sword Light suddenly appeared in the sky.
Upon seeing this Great Sumeru sword technique.
Merlin, who was charging straight at him, had his pupils sharply contract, exclaiming, "Impossible! This is impossible!!"
The first sword light formed!
Then the second, the third, the fourth!
Almost simultaneously formed!
"This sword move is only used by the Dragon Emperor, why do you know it?!"
Recalling Fang Yu questioning Empress Ziwei in the great hall, even wanting to sit in her Dragon Chair, speaking repeatedly on behalf of the Dragon Emperor.
Merlin suddenly had a realization—
"Are you the Dragon Emperor’s disciple?"
"This... How is this possible?!"
This was the only explanation that made sense.
However...
The Dragon Emperor once said that he would not take any disciples in his life.
So, what’s the deal with this person?
As he was puzzling over this, that overwhelming sword light, carrying the sun’s energy, came crashing down.
Boom!
Dust flew up.
Mountains crumbled and the ground split.
All trees were felled.
The ground was carved with a terrifying ravine by the gargantuan sword.
The Dark Domain also vanished in an instant.
Fang Yu landed slowly, and the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand also disappeared at this moment.
He searched within the slender ravine.
In the middle, he saw Merlin’s body cut in two...
Surprisingly, the two halves of the body were slowly squirming, attempting to rejoin... The recovery speed was clearly much slower than before.
Fang Yu smiled slightly:
"A Marquis Level vampire? As I’ve said, once I’ve found a countermeasure, at best you are only at the Circulation Heaven Position..."
Different races have different talents, cultivation methods, and power systems.
Speaking of fairness.
Where in this world could one speak of fairness.
Fang Yu stepped forward.
He kicked away a ring.
In the instant when the ring was kicked away.
"Ah—"
Merlin screamed terribly.
The energy of the sunlight was fully unleashed, what darkness in this world could hide from the scorching of the sun?
Fang Yu had once seen some records about vampires in an ancient text.
It was Merlin’s overconfidence that was to blame, revealing all his information.
However...
Even if he hadn’t revealed it.
Fang Yu would have recognized him from the nature of his self-healing.
It would just take a bit more effort to kill him.
Merlin screamed for a while, and with billowing white smoke, as if burning garbage, it wasn’t long before his body was incinerated by the sunlight, scattered by the wind, becoming nothing, vanishing without a trace.
Fang Yu shook his head and said:
"Although I killed him, it was with knowledge of his weakness... It seems these Alien Clans from the Western Regions are getting restless."
"Alas... This concerns me, not everyone can be as well-read and knowledgeable as I am. What will these Huaxia cultivators do when they encounter these Western Regions Alien Clan in the future?"
That is truly a headache.
"It seems I’d better visit Taia earlier."
The Taia Sect is one of the sects with the longest history on record.
From their Book Collection Pavilion, one should be able to find some information about the Western Regions Alien Clan.
With these thoughts in mind, Fang Yu silently nodded.
"This ring..."
Fang Yu walked over and looked at the dark green ring.
It exuded a strange energy aura.
It was even capable of blocking the sunlight’s radiance.
"This thing really is peculiar..."
Fang Yu squatted down to take a closer look and upon inspection, understood the gist of it, "So it’s an ancient array!"
Etched on the ring were countless patterns.
Though the patterns appeared unremarkable on their own, when combined they were astonishing.
Fang Yu admitted to himself that he was not yet capable of inscribing such arrays.
After all, the ring was too small; to carve such an exquisite and mysterious array on it, one would either need a special engraving tool or be able to condense Gang Qi into a fine blade!
To be able to condense a blade like this...
Historically, it seemed, was exceedingly rare.
Fang Yu was full of admiration.
"It seems this ring is a relic from the Ancient Times! These array patterns are clearly etched by a Huaxia Cultivator, how did it end up in the hands of a person from the Western Regions’ Alien Clan?" Fang Yu felt perplexed.
"Never mind, since it’s a good item, it should be kept..."
With another thought.
Fang Yu didn’t need to block out any solar energy, so what use was this thing to him?
Just as Fang Yu was baffled and confused.
The Mandala petals trembled.
"Huh?"
Fang Yu reached out to grab it, and the Mandala buzzed, trembling even more intensely.
"What’s going on?"
Swoosh!
The Dragon Roar Sword appeared.
The little dragon on the sword body suddenly dived out and directly swallowed the ring on the ground.
Sizzle.
Sizzle sizzle.
The ring was dissolved by the purple energy!
"This... can’t be!"
Fang Yu was stunned by this scene.
Even with the knowledge and experience of the Dragon Emperor, he could not comprehend it.
He could feel that the Purple Dragon had grown slightly larger than its previous form.
"Purple Flame Dragon, come out!"
Summoned by Fang Yu, the Purple Dragon emerged with a roar, circling in front of him.
The small dragon on the sword body was instantly absorbed by a dragon as thick as a thigh, merging into one!
"It seems this dragon can devour magic artifacts to grow continuously. Quite interesting!"
"Return!"
Roar.
The Purple Flame Dragon burrowed into Fang Yu’s body and disappeared.
"Today’s harvest is not bad! However, I have underestimated the power of Tiandu Mountain! I never expected Empress Ziwei to collude with the Western Region’s Alien Clan!"
Fang Yu was as familiar with the power and the variety of the people in Tiandu Mountain as the back of his hand.
The only thing he was less familiar with was the Western Regions!
Today was almost a close call.
Just as Fang Yu was about to leave—
Tap tap.
Tap tap tap.
Tap tap tap—
A series of rapid footsteps approached.
Fang Yu couldn’t help but pause... looking around, there was nowhere to hide in this back mountain, with only a few trees, and all the rocks, the mountain was visibly low.
He saw, at the back mountain entrance, Empress Ziwei leading her people slowly approaching.
Ziwei’s gait was lively, but her demeanor was condescending, as if an Emperor had arrived.
Dozens of people closely followed behind her.
"Tiandu Guard?" Fang Yu silently exclaimed in wonder.
He wasn’t afraid of the Tiandu Guard, but because he understood them too well. How could he not be familiar with the closest force to the Dragon Emperor from the past?
Only now, the Tiandu Guard was no longer what it used to be back in the day.
Before long.
The group completely blocked the path leading out of the back mountain.
Seeing that Fang Yu didn’t run, they all stared at him intently.
Empress Ziwei stopped in her tracks, her gaze indifferently settling on Fang Yu’s eyes, she spoke lightly, "Mr. Fang, you are still alive."