Selah Ellison Immortal Lord’s eyes were filled with curiosity. Her little man really is capable; he actually suppressed the Ancestor of the Dragon Clan within his own sword!
The Dragon Clan didn’t tear him apart?
This is really interesting!
Carson Flores picked up the Dragon Chant Sword, furrowing his brow: "This sword is the masterpiece of a generation, and the materials are top-notch. Trying to destroy it won’t be easy."
Delarosa chuckled lightly: "Didn’t you just get so Seven-colored Star teorite Iron? What tal could possibly be harder than it?"
Carson’s eyes lit up: "That’s true! Haha, this matter is truly linked together, not a single step can be missed!"
Carson took out the Seven-colored Star teorite Iron, glanced at the sword in his hand, and his gaze showed so regret.
Although this sword is not the ultimate divine weapon, with the effect of the Trapped Dragon Formation, it is undoubtedly a rare magical treasure. It’s a pity that it has to be destroyed now.
This sword was given to him by Edward Miller back then; it’s a bit unfair to him.
Despite feeling sentintal, Carson acted decisively.
He found the hardest point of the Seven-colored Star teorite Iron, then activated the Trapped Dragon Formation to its maximum, and struck down fiercely with a sword.
Sparks flew everywhere; the clash of gold and iron was like thunder.
But it didn’t break!
Is it really this sturdy?
"Let do it."
Delarosa waved her hand, and the piece of Seven-colored Star teorite Iron soared into the sky, then quickly transford into a blazing teoric fireball, smashing downward.
At the sa ti, she manipulated the Dragon Chant Sword, transforming it into a ray of white light that pierced through the sky.
The Seven-colored Star teorite Iron and Dragon Chant Sword rapidly approached, then collided fiercely at the exact position of the Trapped Dragon Formation.
"Crack!"
The Formation Pattern of the Trapped Dragon Formation instantly cracked, the sword blade also developed fissures, then explosively broke apart into two halves.
The Trapped Dragon Formation was destroyed, and endless black mist instantly overflowed from it. The body of the Dark Ancestral Dragon shot out from within the black mist, like a slippery eel, incomparably smooth.
Once the Dark Ancestral Dragon rushed out of the Trapped Dragon Formation, its body expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it had transford into an enormous being tens of miles long. Just its dragon head alone resembled a massive mountain peak, exuding a terrifying aura.
Carson had seen the true form of the Dark Ancestral Dragon before, and had witnessed its fight with another Ancestor Dragon. Seeing it again now was nothing to fear, especially since he had sworn not to harm Carson.
For Selah Ellison Immortal Lord and Spencer Steele, it was their first ti seeing it. They couldn’t help but widen their eyes, filled with shock.
This is so terrifying!
Just what is the power level of this Dark Ancestral Dragon?
Carson actually has such a big weapon on him; if this dragon were released, who could possibly deal with it?
Delarosa looked at the colossal creature before her, her gaze calm, showing no signs of surprise.
Carson sneaked a glance at Delarosa’s expression, pondering in his heart that given Delarosa’s extraordinary background, perhaps she’d seen far too many beasts of such level.
The Dark Ancestral Dragon stretched its body, turned in the air several tis, then brought its enormous dragon head closer.
"This place is quite nice. Your pagoda doesn’t seem ordinary."
Carson smiled slightly and pointed at Delarosa beside him: "This is my sister Delarosa, the Artifact Spirit of the Ethereal Pagoda."
"Artifact Spirit?"
The giant dragon eyes of the Dark Ancestral Dragon blinked, and suddenly its tone turned sowhat mischievous: "I swore not to harm you, but I didn’t swear not to harm others."
Carson shrugged: "Senior, I’d advise you not to seek trouble for yourself!"
The Dark Ancestral Dragon’s gaze turned cold and fierce, then it burst into laughter: "Is that so? I’d like to try and see what trouble I can encounter..."
Before the Dark Ancestral Dragon could finish speaking, Delarosa flipped her hand, and those towering mountains seed to co alive, suddenly flying straight toward the Dark Ancestral Dragon.
The Dark Ancestral Dragon widened its eyes, sowhat surprised but coldly sneered: "Indeed, a bit of skill, but trying to suppress with these mountains? That’s truly a daydream..."
Before the Dark Ancestral Dragon could finish its words, the scene before its eyes suddenly changed, as if it had fallen into a constantly rotating space. When it regained its senses, it found that it was no longer in the air but beneath an abyss.
In the sky, one towering mountain after another was pressing down toward it at the bottom of the abyss.
The Dark Ancestral Dragon was furious; it raised its head and charged toward the mountains, trying to completely shatter them.
"Boom!"
The Dark Ancestral Dragon collided with the mountains, and though they splintered as it expected, the impact made it feel as if its bones were about to shatter.
One mountain after another, like falling teors, continued to press down, smashing onto its head and body...
The Dark Ancestral Dragon raged; as the Ancestor of the Dragon Clan, how could it be suppressed by an Artifact Spirit?
Yet, no matter what it thought, its resistance was in vain.
The shattered mountains reassembled and pressed down once more.
Not only that, but boundless fierce fire filled the abyss in an instant, imrsing it in flas that made it howl in pain.
In a blink, the fierce fire turned to frost, and the body that had been as hot as molten iron was instantly frozen...
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