Divine Dragon Possession.

Fang Yu felt the Dragon Soul Power elevate to a new tier.

Whether it was spiritual will, state, or the immortal spiritual energy in Qi Sea, all seemed to expand.

At this moment, Fang Yu was in a peak state.

Seeing Fang Yu dressed in Dragon Trace Sacred Armor.

The people below all trembled in fear.

Is this a human?

Is it a god?

Or perhaps a devil?

The moment when the eight Full Saint Realm experts united their Qi Seas, seeing Fang Yu's Divine Dragon Possession, they suddenly regretted it.

The overwhelming pressure from Fang Yu was so intense, they almost didn't need to think to realize the outcome.

Feng Wenfeng and Feng Wutian had completely lost their minds.

In their madness, they couldn't care less about Fang Yu's strength or weakness.

Watching Fang Yu's power grow stronger.

Feng Wenfeng urged, "Do it, do it... Useless! Useless fools, do it quickly!"

With one order.

The eight of them stepped on the broken ground, their figures streaked towards Fang Yu like shadows...

Qi Sea Convergence!

Space became stagnant, forming a cone shape, gleaming like glass with fire!

The eight of them instantly formed a line, pushing that cone-shaped Gang Qi, with a whoosh—

Like a person pushing a massive warhead!

No one dared to doubt the power of this move!

Even the hardest substance in the world might not withstand this blow!

The oppressive feeling that seemed to pierce through space!

Fang Yu's gaze was fierce, without a trace of fear—

"Sword Spirit!"

"Holy Sword Intent! Nine Layer!"

Heavenly Sword Light.

Flickering like a phantom in the air continuously.

Flashing sounds!

Like the sound of a rapid freeze in winter.

One, two, three...

The Sword Intent he mastered!

Everyone was stunned.

Feng Wutian caught a glimpse of this scene, distracted, and in that moment, Ye Wenjun struck him with a sword, knocking him to the ground. Feng Wutian had no heart for battle anymore, forgetting the pain and agony caused by the burning Qi Sea.

Feng Wenfeng simply stopped activating the Fourth Layer Array.

Watching the continuously increasing Sword Intent with a face full of horror!

"Saint... Sword Intent... Ten, Ten Layer!!"

The disciples of the Dragon Clan all stared with wide eyes, looking up incredulously at this majestic scene.

Chen Daotian frowned, his eyes full of shock.

Xu Huawen exclaimed:

"Saint Sword Intent, Ten Layer! How... how is this possible?"

Lin Weifeng carried a hint of admiration and excitement in his calm tone: "Throughout 30,000 years of Cultivator history, the limit that human cultivators could reach was Nine Layer! Mr. Fang's Ten Layer move has pioneered the extreme use of Cultivator combat skills... But, can he succeed?"

Chen Daotian asked, "What do you mean? Even if his cultivation is sufficient, he might not be able to perform it?"

"Multi-layer combat skills are a special category of combat skills that demand extremely high spiritual will from the performer, unrelated to the cultivator's strength. Even a small Heavenly Rank cultivator can perform Nine Layer combat skills. Even so, it's not a combat skill that ordinary cultivators can use! Talent, will, skill, cultivation, and comprehension, none can be lacking... Historically, many have performed multi-layer combat skills, some through arduous training, some learned instantly. Like your sister-in-law, she mastered it just by watching, that's talent... If it were me, it would take hundreds or thousands of years to learn, but... it's a grueling process. Those who can perform them are already top-notch talent... Performing Nine Layer is one in ten thousand, or even one in a million... This Ten Layer broke through the limit... Like modern athletes breaking the world record in a hundred-meter dash. It might succeed, but it might also fail..." Xu Huawen said.

Upon hearing this.

Chen Daotian and the others felt a bit worried as they looked up.

Majestic as it is.

The question is whether it can succeed!

...

In the sky.

Six.

Seven, eight...

Nine!

By this point, the two Elders seemed to forget they were enemies, forgot the Nine Layer combat skill's limit! Their hearts began to tremble, fear!

Especially upon seeing Fang Yu's peerless move.

Ten!

Buzz!

Both Elders and the eight experts of Full Saint Great Perfection Realm all widened their eyes.

"Ten Layer! My heavens—"

To witness such a battle with Ten Layer.

It's undoubtedly the most memorable moment in a cultivator's career.

...

Boom!

Ten lines of Sword Intent!

Fell uniformly on the eight people.

A line, a sword.

If you're strong, the Sword Intent is strong, if you're many, the Sword Intent is many.

If you're one, the Sword Intent is one! If you're eight, the Sword Intent is ten!

Clearly, Fang Yu's skills were superior!

The Qi Seas exploded in the air like a splendid firework, radiant and beautiful!

...

What sent chills down the spine was that the eight formidable cultivators at Full Saint Great Perfection Realm disintegrated to dust!

Not even a trace left!

The eight were killed just like that!

These were the elite of the Dragon Clan.

Full Saint Great Perfection Realm!

Even if they reached Full Saint Realm temporarily by burning Qi Sea and the Fourth Layer Array.

It's still a realm unattainable for most cultivators.

In over ten thousand years, the entire Dragon Clan had only produced five Full Saints!

...

The battle in the air was evidently over.

Fang Yu was unharmed!

The explosions and the cone-shaped attack couldn't penetrate Fang Yu's defenses!

Roar——

The Divine Dragon appeared again, circled the sky a few times, then vanished into the clouds. As if summoned from above the nine heavens.

Fang Yu slowly descended.

Like a Heavenly God coming down.

With Dragon Trace Sacred Armor shimmering brightly!

...

Great Elder Feng Wutian and Second Elder Feng Wenfeng, faces ashen.

Shing.

Ye Wenjun seized the opportunity, wielding his sword with precision and swiftness!

"One Sword to Profound!"

Whoosh!

The Sword Light flashed across Feng Wutian's chest.

The sword seal carved a bloody mark on his chest.

Atmospheric waves surged!

This was the energy from the burning Qi Sea, all pierced by this sword, released like a flood burst!

Feng Wenfeng simply slumped to the ground.

The two were in utter despair, looking at Fang Yu standing with folded arms!

The light disappeared.

Peace returned.

The battle was over.

The Dragon Roar Sword in Fang Yu's hand vanished at some point.

The scene was extremely quiet.

Fang Yu walked step by step towards the two elders.

Stopping before them, he glanced at them and said indifferently, "One cannot live after committing such sins."

"Why!? Why must you root us out completely!?" Feng Wutian was full of unwillingness... his eyes filled with blood... he had given up resistance, wanting only to die with a clear conscience.

Fang Yu snorted coldly, looking at Feng Wutian, said:

"Did I ever demand from you, did I ever say I wanted to inherit the Dragon Emperor's seat?"

Pausing, he continued word by word, "Feng Shanshui deserved death... yet you two were so foolishly stubborn!"

The two felt immense pain, closing their eyes.

At this moment.

Dan Youze excitedly ran to the field, shouting loudly, "The chronic ailment of the Dragon Clan is finally eradicated by his majesty, the Dragon Clan's fate and future now have hope! We pledge to follow the Dragon Emperor to the death!"

Dragon Emperor!

Everyone noticed this title!

The Divine Dragon is alive.

The new emperor ascends, this is the new faith!

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