Chapter 115 Dragon!

"You, you this wood carving..."

Yuan Duxiu's expression was shaken.

Except for the uncarved eyes, the wood carving's shape and aura were almost infinitely similar to the portrait of the Guanglong Supreme he had seen!

Thirty thousand years ago, the Guanglong Supreme suppressed the world, and the imperial court's power crushed the star sea. He was the most recent and most famous Supreme!

Legend has it that he once used a cauldron to suppress the nine provinces. To this day, his imperial court still sits above the clouds in Central Province, shining brightly alongside the sun!

Almost everyone in the Nine Provinces and Four Seas, above and below, knows the name of this Supreme.

Even though he has been missing for more than twenty thousand years, he is still pursued by countless people.

His techniques are spread throughout the Nine Provinces, his imperial court hangs high in the clouds, and his disciples control the holy lands of Central Province...

Even the portraits painted by the best painters in the world at the request of his disciples have been copied by countless aristocratic families as treasures to guard their homes. It is said that even the copied portraits have the supreme power to suppress luck, ward off evil, and bless future generations.

However, only a few families in Dingtian City have such portraits. Little brother should not have seen them before...

A hallucination?

A coincidence?

Or...

"You said... Guanglong Supreme?"

An Qisheng's white eyebrows twitched, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes for the first time.

The 'mental template' proposed by Su Jie is nothing more than a cluster of information compiled with all the good qualities such as self-discipline, supercomputing, and perseverance at its core.

This is different from the soul. The soul's growth lies in experience and perception, while this information cluster will not grow naturally, but can only be increased through information compilation.

And he, who has mastered the art of entering dreams and thoroughly understands the lives of countless people, can naturally do more.

For example, this wood carving. What he instilled was some of Pang Wanyang's qualities from his memory, such as his persistence, dominance, and unwavering pursuit of the Dao.

The appearance of the wood carving naturally changed according to this cluster of information.

But, Guanglong Supreme?

His eyes narrowed, and many doubts in his heart were instead resolved.

Originally, he was still wondering why there was no reincarnation in this world, and there were no two identical people in the world, yet some people in the legends still had 'innate wisdom'.

Now, he understands.

However, is this Wanyang World the legendary 'Immortal World' behind the Tianmen of the Jiu Fu Realm?

It seems that it is not impossible.

In his speculation, the world he entered in his dreams should not be too far from the Spiritless Universe. Compared to the universe, it should be so.

Otherwise, so many and so frequent universe substitutions could not have occurred.

He just doesn't know how many worlds' so-called 'Immortal World' this 'Wanyang World' is.

And what is the purpose of receiving those people?

"It should be right, this aura, this shape..."

Yuan Duxiu hesitated again.

He had only seen it once by chance, and he was not sure for a moment.

'Not bad...'

An Qisheng already knew something.

While shocked, he felt that a layer of veil over this world was gradually being lifted.

He could not guess how to compare the time flow rates of two completely different worlds. After all, the same 'day' in the Wanyang World and the Jiu Fu Realm are different, a month is different, and a year is also different.

Even the laws of the universe have subtle differences.

Differences in time flow rates would cause the future of this world to possibly be the past of another world, and the past of another world to be the future of this world.

However, he felt a hint of joy at meeting an old friend in another place. Not only Pang Wanyang, but others also opened the Tianmen after he left the Jiu Fu Realm.

In fact, as far as he knew, in the three thousand three hundred years after he left, a total of three people opened the 'Tianmen' and left.

Sun En, Yan Kuangtu, and his brilliant junior 'Li Taibai'.

However, have they already arrived, or have they not yet arrived?

Are they alive or dead?

Rumble!

While An Qisheng was thinking, the battle in the sky changed again.

After repeated terrifying collisions, Yu Qianshan completely went berserk, walking like a dragon, his fist marks striking horizontally like roaring silver dragons, stirring up the waves and clouds.

At first glance, it seemed as if hundreds of silver dragons were stirring up the sea.

"Lan Shuixian, you are indeed Wu Er's formidable opponent, but unfortunately, your divine body has not yet been completed. It is wishful thinking to try to stop me!"

Yu Qianshan laughed coldly.

Of course, he came not only for these pills, but also for Lan Shuixian.

Lan Shuixian, Lin Yanlong, and Wu Erlang are known as the Three Talents of Dingtian. They are direct competitors for the next 'Heavenly Pride City Kings' Platform'. Of course, he had to explore Lan Shuixian's background for his junior.

At this time, he had already thought about it. The thousands of fist energies condensed and did not disperse, but changed accordingly, suddenly merging into one!

It transformed into a silver dragon, thousands of feet long, with scales and claws flying, and an aura that looked down on all directions, roaring through the sky:

"Eight Directions Dragon Sweep!"

Boom!

With a long roar, the endless waves were completely torn apart.

Then, the silver dragon extended its claws, tearing through layers of air currents hundreds of feet away. The dragon claws, as big as a mu (Chinese unit of area), stretched down, wanting to grab the entire alley away!

Although Yu Qianshan knew that he had made mistakes in the Transformation Realm, he was still one level higher than Lan Shuixian. Once he used his desperate methods, he would instantly reverse the situation!

This time, Lan Shuixian was forced to take a step back, and Mo Baobao's expression changed drastically. She subconsciously wanted to take out the 'Sumeru Golden Seal'.

"Huff~"

After Lan Shuixian was forced to take a step back, she frowned and took a deep breath.

Buzz~~~

As she exhaled a long breath, rolling waves gathered like a river, soaring upwards as if to break through the heavens. Then, in the calm gazes of countless people, the long river 'copied' the shadow of a great sun like a mirror.

The great waves fell from the sky, and blazing light spread.

From a distance, it was as if a giant had reached out and摘 (zhai - pick) the sun from the ninth heaven and砸 (za - smash) it down on people!

The shadow of the great sun was like a real sun descending. The moment it appeared, the temperature of the entire Blue Water City rose sharply. The weather, which was not very cool, suddenly became as hot as midsummer.

"Long River拓日 (tuo ri - rubbing the sun)? The combination of water and fire, the reflection of mountains and rivers, has Young Master Lan's spiritual appearance reached such a level?"

"Can the spiritual appearance be cultivated to this extent? Even a Transformation Realm expert may not have such power!"

"Young Master Lan is so powerful, who else can compete with him in the next 'Heavenly Pride Kings' Platform'?!"

Countless people looked up in horror.

This was a battle across realms, and not an ordinary one, but a battle across realms between disciples of great sects!

Although Yu Qianshan had been decadent for many years, he was still from Shocking Sun Mountain. The techniques he cultivated and the methods he possessed must be first-class or even top-notch in Eastern Continent.

Such a person also had the ability to fight across realms. Now, he had become someone else's stepping stone for fighting across realms, which shocked them even more.

Countless people looked up, and between the tremors in their hearts, they could already feel Lan Shuixian's undisguised will.

If you don't withdraw your palm, I will smash you to death!

Huff huff~

The air currents emptied, stirring up endless smoke and dust. With Yuan Duxiu's small courtyard as the center, more than a dozen long streets vibrated and swayed, and the earth and rocks shook.

If it weren't for the city-wide array patterns that appeared, they would have been almost crushed by this powerful air pressure.

"Ruthless enough!"

As the shadow of the great sun slapped down, Yu Qianshan's pupils shrank, and his heart shook.

Although this Lan Shuixian had not yet entered the 'Transformation Realm', her true form and spiritual appearance had reached an extremely high level. The combination of the two vaguely surpassed his own!

If he were to resist this blow head-on, even with his physique, he would be seriously injured, or even killed directly.

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Qianshan's eyes narrowed, and just as he was about to turn around and meet the attack, his heart suddenly trembled, and he heard a dragon's roar that shook hundreds of miles:

Roar~~~

The sound of the dragon's roar shook the sky, spreading mightily in all directions.

"This is?"

Yu Qianshan's heart trembled, and he looked down, only to see a dragon-shaped energy rising up, its shape like a divine dragon, its meaning like a pillar of heaven piercing the sky.

Looking again, it was a figure interwoven with purple streamers, reaching out with a fist towards him hundreds of feet away!

"Hmm?!"

Lan Shuixian, who was using the power of the long river to lead the shadow of the great sun to strike at Yu Qianshan, also moved her eyes.

Her watery eyes immediately reflected everything below. In that small courtyard, one person was sitting cross-legged, and another was reclining on a rocking chair. In the sky, a purple figure, as tyrannical as a dragon and as radiant as the sun.

A fist struck the sky, as if thousands of divine dragons were roaring across the sky. The domineering posture of this figure shocked even him: Who is this?

Dragon!

Dragon!

The sound of a dragon's roar, louder and louder, exploded in his heart. In a daze, he seemed to see thousands of divine dragons soaring in the sky.

The dragon's majesty, the dragon's aura, the dragon's spirit, the dragon's form...

In an instant, his mind trembled wildly.

He only felt that compared to the dragon form contained in this fist mark, his silver dragon was just an insignificant little snake, no, an earthworm rolling in the mud, a maggot wriggling in the dung!

Who is this?

Who is this?

Yu Qianshan could not describe the horror in his heart.

He had accepted Lin Yanbai's request to come, but his purpose was not only for these pills, but also because he had learned of Lan Shuixian's return and wanted to test his strength.

To clear the obstacles for Wu Erlang to win the 'Kings' Platform' three years later.

From beginning to end, he had not cared about this Yuan Duxiu at all, and did not think that a casual cultivator who had only had Spirit Manifestation cultivation before being crippled was worth his attention.

He had only had Spirit Manifestation before being crippled. What kind of changes could he have made after thirty days of re-cultivation?

How could he have imagined that such a terrifying great master was hidden in this small courtyard?

Such a fist technique,

Such divine intent,

Who is it?

Who is it?!

Yu Qianshan's shock and doubt were only for a moment. The fist mark that came from below had already shattered the dragon claw that he had slapped down from above,

And with undiminished momentum, it soared into the sky with extremely fierce momentum, completely tearing apart his silver dragon spiritual appearance.

In an instant, it completely submerged him!

Bang!

Like a meteor falling to the ground, like an ancient sage hammering the sky with his fist, the low and long vibration instantly spread throughout the city, and countless houses were buzzing.

"Ah!"

Yu Qianshan only had time to let out a low roar before his entire body, along with the air within a few hundred feet above the courtyard,

Was struck like a meteor flying backwards, pulling out a long sonic boom cloud and disappearing into Blue Water City.

In an instant, the entire city was silent.