"Oh, I remember!" Zhuge Youlin thought about it and there really was such a person in his mind. He immediately asked cautiously, "You want this dragon too?"

The corners of Mo Yuer's mouth twitched.

"I consider you my friends. Seeing you were in trouble, I simply offered my help. What do you think of me, Mo Yuer?!"

Before Zhuge Youlin could respond, the golden dragon attacked him, making it impossible for him to be distracted.

Zhuge Youlin was accidentally hit by the dragon's tail and slammed against the wall.

Seeing this, Mo Yuer's eyes focused and she immediately drew her sword towards the golden dragon. Runes formed an array and the sword came out. The blade swept through the runes and wrapped around the body of the golden dragon.

"Talisman Blade!"

She growled.

In an instant, the rune blade suddenly exploded, forming burning smoke in the air!

When the smoke cleared, the golden dragon was still intact!

Mo Yuer's face looked grim. Her cultivation had already reached the ninth level of the Tempering Yuan Realm, but she still couldn't hurt it at all.

Damn it!

While she continued to attack the golden dragon, she loudly asked, "Where is Chen Yan? Why isn't she with you?"

Zhuge Youlin stood up again, reached out and touched his injured chest, then controlled the spiritual thread with one hand to encircle and suppress the golden dragon, gritted his teeth and said, "We are scattered."

Mo Yuer: "How strong is she now?"

Zhuge Youlin: "Better than you!"

Mo Yuer was choked with speech and was severely hit. She had been practicing so hard in the Shifang Sect, but she still couldn't catch up with Chen Yan.

"I will definitely catch up!" she said firmly.

Ever since the battle on Half Moon Island, she has regarded Chen Yan as her lifelong rival.

The golden dragon is so powerful that its strength is comparable to that of the True Spirit Realm!

Now, Zhuge Youlin and Wen Yuchu's cultivation levels are respectively the second and third levels of the Juyuan Realm.

At this time, several disciples of the Qiankun Sect rushed over. Seeing this, they said, "Senior Brother Wen, Senior Brother Zhuge, we are here to lend you a hand!"

After that, they quickly joined the battle.

The cultivation levels of these Qiankun Sect disciples were all around the ninth level of the Juyuan Realm. After they joined, the battle situation quickly changed.

The disciples of other factions were very loyal and chose to join together to fight against the golden dragon. This forced Zhuge Youlin and Wen Yuchu, who were originally the main fighting force, to retreat to the back.

Zhuge Youlin was puzzled.

Wen Yuchu laughed, and he sat not far away, playing a little tune leisurely.

Mo Yuer also felt a huge sense of disparity. She used to be the one fighting at the front, but now she could only look up at others.

After a moment, the golden dragon was knocked to the ground by the disciples.

The golden dragon seemed to have lost all its power and turned back into a golden dragon throne.

The disciples looked at the golden dragon throne, looked at each other, and were silent for a while.

Someone from the Lu family said, "This dragon throne has already developed intelligence and can transform into a form for combat. It's a rare treasure."

Another person asked, "Who does this belong to?"

"We all contributed, so if this is attributed to just one person, it wouldn't be appropriate."

At this time, Zhuge Youlin came over, poked his head in, and suggested, "Why don't we split it in half and give each of us a small piece."

In an instant, everyone stared at Zhuge Youlin, their eyes filled with complex expressions, some strange, some subtle, some contemptuous, some disgusted, some mocking...

The Qiankun Sect disciple frowned and said, "Brother Zhuge, since this dragon throne has spiritual intelligence, it must be intact for the best, so that it can unleash its full potential. If it is disassembled, it will only be a useless piece of gold."

Zhuge Youlin said, "The gold nugget is useful to me! If you can't separate it, it would be better to divide it piece by piece. That would be fair."

The golden dragon throne seemed to tremble and quietly moved to the side, away from Zhuge Youlin.

Everyone: “…”

Faced with so many people's subtle expressions, the disciples of Qiankun Sect also felt embarrassed. One of them frowned and quickly took out a gold nugget and handed it to Zhuge Youlin, saying, "Brother Zhuge, we have decided not to dismantle the Dragon Throne. If you want the gold nugget, this is for you."

Zhuge Youlin frowned as he looked at the gold nugget handed to him.

Just when everyone thought he would get angry and embarrassed, Zhuge Youlin suddenly smiled. He reached out and took the gold nugget, which was heavy.

"Thank you."

Zhuge Youlin placed the gold nuggets into the storage space, then turned and walked towards Wen Yuchu, "Let's go."

Everyone had different expressions: "..." Is this gold really that good?

Many people increasingly despised Zhuge Youlin, thinking that he was not worthy of being on the stage and was petty.

Wen Yuchu glanced at them indifferently, then looked away, nodded, and prepared to leave with Zhuge Youlin.

Seeing that they were about to leave, Mo Yuer quickly followed them.

"Are you leaving now? Don't you want this golden dragon throne that has awakened its spiritual wisdom?"

"As long as there is gold." Zhuge Youlin's request was very simple.

Wen Yuchu had already weighed the pros and cons and felt that if they wanted to fight for the golden dragon throne, they would definitely waste time and spiritual energy, and might even attract a wave of hatred.

Not worth it.

If you have the time and energy, you might as well look somewhere else.

Wen Yuchu looked at her sideways, "Miss Mo, where are your companions?"

Mo Yuer sighed when she heard this: "I got separated from Changfeng and the others, and I don't know where they are now."

And the other side.

Following the guidance of the bronze statue of the soul-calming god, Chen Yan found the Shen Family Imperial Ancestral Hall.

However, some people have already gathered outside the Shen family's imperial ancestral hall.

The people in the lead are the leader of Jidao Sect, the great elder of Lu Family, the great elder of Chengyun Hall, Elder Qi and others. In addition to these elders, there are also some disciples and powerful independent cultivators from Changming Realm.

Chen Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Even if she could pull out the Tianzhou Sword, she would become the target of everyone's criticism. Could she escape safely among so many people?

She knew that her master, Elder Qi, was very powerful, but could he protect himself among so many powerful people? She didn't want to implicate her master.

So, we have to think of a foolproof plan.

At this moment, someone in the crowd in front turned around and looked over. Chen Yan was slightly startled and quickly turned sideways to hide behind the wall.

And that person was Wenren Ji from Chengyun Palace.

Wenren Ji's gaze fell on the place where Chen Yan was just now, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

"Ji, what are you looking at?" A senior brother from Chengyun Hall noticed Wenren Ji's gaze and turned his head to look, but he didn't see anyone. He asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Wen Renji shook his head and looked away: "Nothing."

Maybe it was his illusion.

At the same time, the leader of Jidao Sect and other bigwigs were discussing how to break the forbidden barrier of the Shen Family Royal Ancestral Hall.

The second elder of the Helian family frowned and said, "The forbidden barrier here is even stronger than the defense formation of the imperial palace."

The Lu family's elder narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "The ancestors of the Shen family are enshrined here, and it is also the location of the Tianzhou Divine Sword. Naturally, it is the most important place in the entire imperial palace."