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Fast! Unimaginably fast!

Even though the Fubo Dragon Monarch had already reached the Qi Training Stage, attaining a realm that could refine and comprehend the Qi of heaven and earth, he still couldn’t capture the origin of that beam of white light.

The Divine Sense probing the white light was shattered instantly, and the defensive spell condensed by Mana was easily broken.

The Fubo Dragon Monarch couldn’t even use his Divine Skills in time, and could only watch as the formidable Sword Qi gradually approached his body. The next moment, shiny silver light dazzled and a massive silver shield was put before the Fubo Dragon Monarch. The magical treasure’s automatic defense effect bought a slight opportunity for the Fubo Dragon Monarch at this moment.

The Dazzling Silver Shield was easily sliced open like butter under a hot knife. Even though the Darkness-Light Sword could only maintain the potency of a magical treasure at this moment, it was still beyond the capability of regular magical treasures to resist under the influence of the Earth Fiend Sword Art.

The Dazzling Silver Shield was unveiled, its spirituality completely obliterated, turning into a mundane object. However, the Fubo Dragon Monarch finally made use of his Natural Divine Power within the fleeting opportunity he had seized.

Extraordinary Divine Power, Vajra!

The black scales turned golden in an instant, and the Fubo Dragon Monarch transformed directly from a black flood dragon into a majestic golden dragon. Within the radiant golden glow seemed to nurture a sense of tranquility resonating with Buddhism.

However, this only lasted for a moment. The face of the Dragon Monarch of Fubo instantly became extremely fierce, and a terrifying aura burst out from him.

Vajra Anger!

The gold and iron color on the scales was once again enhanced, and with the help of Divine Power, the scale-covered right hand finally caught a trace of the flying sword’s trajectory.

Finally, at the moment when the flying sword was coming down, the right hand of the Fubo Dragon Monarch blocked the fatal strike at his brow.

The flying sword easily pierced through the golden scales and severed the vajra indestructible bones, piercing through the right hand.

However, even if the Primordial Spirit Sword Control Method was still close to being exhausted, after breaking through the protective spells, defensive magical treasures, and twice-enhanced dragon scales and bones, the flying sword finally approached its limit.

In the end, the flying sword was embedded in the forehead but was thoroughly stopped by the hard dragon skull after the Vajra Anger enhancement.

The Fubo Dragon Monarch tried to extend his left hand to seize the Flying Sword, but with a piercing sound, the flying sword disappeared from his sight. The current Fubo Dragon Monarch had completely lost his former pride and dominance. His magical treasure was destroyed, the right hand pierced through, a large hole was opened at the brow, and clear sword marks remained on the skull.

The Fubo Dragon Monarch did not fall into rage, but looked towards a platform. There, corpses of the monster tribe piled up into a mountain. Whether it was the minor monsters at the Essence Refining Stage or the monster tribes at the Qi Transformation Stage, all couldn’t escape the fate of death.

A sword scar pierced through their skulls and shattered their Spirit Soul in the center of their brows.

The sword intent was fierce and unstoppable, just like the flying sword that almost pierced his brow.

The gaze of the Fubo Dragon Monarch landed on the only human standing on the platform. He was dressed in white, with a Bronze Ancient Sword full of rust and mottled spots hanging around his waist, who was looking up and down at him with great interest.

As the gaze of the Fubo Dragon Monarch swept past the Bronze Ancient Sword, he couldn’t help but bring forth a sense of uncontrollable fear.

It was that very sword that almost pierced through his brow and made him fall here and there.

“Did you steal my Natural Spirit Pool?”

The Fubo Dragon Monarch asked grimly.

“Your Natural Spirit Pool?” Shen Yuan frowned slightly and seriously responded:

“I need to correct that. That Natural Spirit Pool was an unclaimed item as no one had refined it.

Now, it is the Sect spirit pool of Falling Clouds Sect.”

The face of the Fubo Dragon Monarch turned even gloomier.

“You are so reckless, do you really think I’m scared of you?”

“Your sword is indeed sharp, but my cultivation and Divine Skills are not incapable of fighting against you.

You haven’t managed to kill me even with a surprise attack, let alone face me upfront. When I’m alert, you’re even less likely to harm me.”

By this point, the words of Fubo Dragon Monarch finally had a touch of threat. “If you return the Natural Spirit Pool, I will welcome you as our distinguished guest in Fubo Pond, and all the treasures in Fubo Pond can be chosen by you. But if you remain obstinate, don’t blame me for outnumbering you!” As soon as these words were uttered, many members of the Aquatic Tribe present at the Dragon Banquet revealed their true forms, setting up a formation surrounding the platform where Shen Yuan was.

One by one, the deities of the Aquatic Tribe stood up from their seats on the platform.

Away from the water area they controlled, the abilities of these low-level Water Gods were almost indistinguishable from ordinary aquatic creatures. However, they voluntarily gave up the light of their incense and offered the faint power of the gathered incense to the Fubo Dragon Monarch.

On the side of the monster tribe, many Qi Transfonnation Stage monsters glanced at each other and eventually revealed their true forms, a lot of monster-qi converging towards Shen Yuan.

For the monster tribe, the Aquatic Tribe was considered close kin, assisting them against Shen Yuan, a human, was a matter of course.

Even though Shen Yuan demonstrated profound strength, this place was the stronghold of Fubo Pond; they didn’t believe that Shen Yuan alone could withstand the thousands of creatures present.

“Before your mana runs out, you won’t be able to kill all of us!”

A scornful monster tribe member said.

“Mana running out?”

Shen Yuan seemed to have heard a huge joke, bursting into laughter.

Not far away, under everyone’s gaze, the Natural Spirit Pool actively flew to Shen Yuan, transforming into the substantial Spirit Energy and under Shen Yuan’s control, rushed into his body.

The eyes of the Fubo Dragon Monarch were wide open in anger; a terrifying thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

“Could it be he is advancing to the Qi Transfonnation Stage?”

The next moment, Fubo Dragon Monarch turned into his real form and attacked Shen Yuan.

Nine giant water dragons fell towards Shen Yuan, and the Fubo Dragon Monarch roared, “Attacknow!”

“Too late!”

The indifferent voice came out from Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan had already stepped into the first Peak Stage of Essence Refining in history; the so-called Natural Spirit Pool was merely a catalyst.

With just a single breath, a large amount of Essence Element transformed into Mana and continuously flowed into Shen Yuan’s body, breaking the limits of ordinary people.

With his right hand lightly stroking the Darkness-Light Sword, Shen Yuan, looking indifferent, deliberately took a step towards the black flood dragon which had revealed its true form.

The pure mana infused into the Darkness-Light Sword. This ancient Immortal Sword, which had not appeared in the world for ten thousand years, finally got its mana replenishment, and its rusty scabbard broke again amidst its trembling.

A rusty Bronze Ancient Sword finally broke free from its scabbard, unveiling itself to the world once again.

Even though it was still covered with rust, the displayed blade was vastly different from the scabbard.

“The sword technique is completed, you can go.”

The Darkness-Light Sword hummed softly, transformed into a beam of light under the control of the faux Primordial spirit and disappeared.

The moment the Darkness-Light Sword vanished, the Fubo Dragon Monarch used all means of protection.

The black flood dragon soaring in the sky was enveloped by the golden brilliance; under the wrapping of the incense power, it appeared to have an invincible deity’s body.

The next moment, the golden light full of Buddha’s charm in the sky suddenly stopped, and a black sword scar seemed to tear the space and spread rapidly. Whether it was divine skills or the body of the flood dragon, they couldn’t obstruct that black sword scar; the moment it appeared, it cut through everything.

The grim flood dragon’s head slid down from its neck and heavily crashed into Fubo Pond.

Thunder rumbled in the sky, and droplets of rain fell from the sky, as if crying for the death of the flood dragon.

The Darkness-Light Sword returned to its scabbard again, and only then did Shen Yuan’s casual words echo around Fubo Pond.

‘Where the flood dragon exists, decapitate the flood dragon.’