Fang Yu’s brow furrowed tightly!
Facing attacks from three fake saints simultaneously is not sothing an Infinite level cultivation can withstand.
To counter their assault, there is no choice but to summon the divine dragon.
But wouldn’t that an exposing his own identity?
Fang Yu quickly pondered.
What to do, what to do...
Buzz.
Buzz, buzz.
The Secret Realm energy in his hands grew several tis hotter than before. Fang Yu was montarily stunned; what was going on with this thing? Why was it getting hotter? Sothing was off.
However...
How formidable were the three fake saints, and how fast their speed.
Whoosh!
Boom!
Three palms struck out.
"Heavenly Star Array Shield, Nine Layer!"
Nine Heavenly Star Array Shields ford instantaneously.
A thunderous explosion resounded through the clouds like a mushroom cloud.
This was amidst the storm.
The howling storm and energy clusters quickly drowned out the massive collision sound.
As expected—
An Infinite level cultivation defending with all its might was destined not to withstand the attack of these three fake saints.
Fang Yu was sent flying backward, his blood surging!
The Dragon Trace Sacred Armor cracked instantly!
"Damn! The Dragon Trace Sacred Armor actually cracked!" This was the armor transford from the divine dragon.
Forming the Dragon Trace Sacred Armor was sothing done a long ti ago... It was such a powerful armor then. Since then, the Holy Clothes had never evolved or upgraded... Until today, under the assault of the three fake saints, it cracked!
Whether it was a cause for joy or sorrow was unclear.
The joy was that it served as a warning to Fang Yu, to evolve the divine dragon while also evolving the Holy Clothes!
The sorrow was that surviving today would be a difficult matter.
Whoosh!
Whoosh, whoosh!
As Fang Yu flew backward, not only did the Dragon Trace Sacred Armor crack, but even the Vigorous Qi Shield was shattered.
At this mont, Fang Yu was just an ordinary person... a tangible flesh and blood body!
Whiz, whiz, whiz...
The Secret Realm storm’s energy sliced through Fang Yu’s body like knives.
His clothes tore!
Cuts ford everywhere.
So energy even left bloody scratches on Fang Yu’s body!
The bloody marks were extrely terrifying!
Bam!
Bam, bam!
Many miscellaneous objects slamd over!
All this happened within seconds, and Fang Yu snapped back to his senses, mobilizing spiritual energy once more.
Form a protective shield!
Boom!
Fang Yu landed hard on the ground, creating a human-shaped pit.
"Thousand-Pound Fall!"
The powerful storm almost lifted him again. Fang Yu quickly stacked Thousand-Pound Fall to forcibly anchor himself in the pit. Gazing at the sky filled with sand, debris, dark clouds... and high-speed rotating storms, it was exceptionally spectacular!
It looked like an enlarged rotating beacon that reached into the clouds, with no end in sight!
Fang Yu admired imnsely, "Looking at it this way, this thing is truly spectacular... Probably the only ti I’ll see it in my life..."
The vastness of nature, who knows how many wonders there are.
The galaxy and universe, the laws of the Dao, naturally manifest.
Swish, swish, swish.
The three fake saints, Aoguang, Ao Jiang, and Ao Qing, ca into view through the clouds, staring at the Vigorous Qi Shield, standing directly in front of Fang Yu.
So powerful!
Fang Yu was secretly shocked, as he had still underestimated the strength of these three fake saints. He had thought that with the help of the Secret Realm storm, they would be overwheld, and then he could use the Holy Artifact to kill them. Unexpectedly, the fake saint level could withstand such a powerful Secret Realm storm.
This storm, aside from the physical damage, had enough energy destruction to deter ordinary cultivators.
Facing these three mighty opponents.
Fang Yu didn’t know how to respond for a mont.
A headache.
Fang Yu intentionally lay in the human-shaped pit, continuously brainstorming counterasures.
"Unless I summon the divine dragon, there’s a sliver of hope, but once I do, they’ll surely pursue to the death. Even if they can’t kill , the three full saints of the Dragon Sleep Sacred Land will undoubtedly make a move!"
"The divine dragon is the trump card, and it can’t be used unless absolutely necessary."
Fang Yu looked at the majestic Secret Realm storm.
And said, "Great nature, where is your power? Don’t tell that’s it?"
He clapped his palm.
Boom!
His whole body sprinted backward rapidly!
Seeing this scene.
Ao Jiang shouted, "Trying to escape? You think you can get away? A re Fifth Class Dragon Clan dares to play tricks before a saint!"
"Chase! Stop wasting ti!"
"Be careful of the Secret Realm energy, this thing will be continuously consud over ti and eventually dissipate!"
The energy of the ten-thousand-year Secret Realm couldn’t be wasted in vain.
The three pursued fiercely, facing the Vigorous Qi headwind.
Fang Yu didn’t even look back, clutching the Secret Realm energy... dodging all debris!
The storm energy sliced like knives, shredding his Vigorous Qi.
"Seven Stars Cloud Gathering Steps!"
His figure was like lightning, running forward wildly.
Where was the city, where were the streets, the skyscrapers... all had been swept into the air by the storm!
A sharp voice ca from behind—
"Boy, let’s see how you keep running! Die for !"
A sharp and cold voice, clearer and more piercing than the storm sound, more than any surrounding sound!
Fang Yu instinctively glanced back, and it was a bright light!
"Holy Artifact?"
At that critical mont, Fang Yu intended to summon the Dragon Roar Sword to block it.
After all, both were Holy Artifacts.
And the Dragon Roar Sword was a top-level Holy Artifact, maybe it could even engulf his Holy Artifact.
Unexpectedly—
Sizzle.
Sizzle, sizzle.
A scorching heat ca from his hand!
"Secret Realm energy?!"
"Damn it!"
Fang Yu continued his frantic escape.
But that Holy Artifact seed to have eyes, tailing him tightly and moving incredibly fast.
Summoning the Dragon Roar Sword ant summoning the sword spirit Xiaoshenlong... Xiaoshenlong loved eating peculiar treasures, whether they were living or dead!
The Secret Realm energy kept trembling! It indicated that it seed to sense so aura capable of devouring it!
Xiaoshenlong truly was an extraordinary sword spirit, even frightening a ten-thousand-year level Secret Realm energy!
Sizzle.
Sizzle, sizzle.
The Secret Realm energy, fearing Xiaoshenlong, emitted even stronger thermal energy.
However, the fake saint’s attack was already upon him.
Instinctively.
Fang Yu held the Secret Realm energy with both hands, shielding it in front—
"What a sinister energy, what on earth is this thing!"
Boom!
The Holy Artifact smashed into the energy cluster.
The energy cluster instantly flew out of his grip, shooting backward!
Bam!
The energy cluster directly penetrated Fang Yu’s chest.
A ripple oscillated around him.
The ten-thousand-year Secret Realm energy cluster... disappeared!
Under the massive impact, Fang Yu also flew backward rapidly within the storm.
The only Vigorous Qi Shield he had couldn’t withstand the Holy Artifact’s assault anymore and disintegrated.
Fang Yu felt like his chest was struck by a heavy hamr.
The powerful force sent his whole body’s ridians wildly vibrating and his Qi Sea roiling, extrely uncomfortable!
"Not good! The energy cluster disappeared!"
"This... this... how is it possible?!"
"Ao Jiang, well done, did you do this on purpose?!"
"How could the energy cluster disappear?!"
Ao Jiang hovered in the air and said, "Nonsense... I did it on purpose? Would I let such energy disappear? Are your brains waterlogged? The energy cluster entered Dan Yu’s body!"
"What?!!"
Aoguang and Ao Qing moved to Ao Jiang’s left and right.
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