"Fat Dragon! Quick..."

"I am the true master of the dragon vein... acknowledge me as your master... ugh!"

Ye Anzhen coughed up blood again, and his life force began to drain away rapidly.

Nailed to the cross of holy light, he couldn't even use his trump card to save his life.

The big fat dragon simply watched everything calmly, remaining motionless.

"No..."

Ye Anzhen let out a faint scream, but the sound was quickly drowned out by the roar of holy light.

Under the powerful baptism of holy light, his body, which was so strong that it was almost invincible, suddenly collapsed, and the purple light within him gradually dimmed.

His body trembled and tried to curl up in excruciating pain, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, and his eyes gradually lost their light.

Ye Anzhen suddenly seemed to have a moment of lucidity before death, and with difficulty raised his head to look at the figure beside the dragon vein:

"Lu Fan..."

At this moment, he desperately wished that he had already obtained the secret to Lu Fan's resurrection.

But it was all too late.

Ye Anzhen stared intently at Lu Fan, as if he wanted to say something more.

The next moment, all his strength was drained by the holy light, and he collapsed limply on the cross, motionless.

Antonio flicked his holy robe, and the enormous holy cross crashed down with a bang.

Ye Anzhen's body exploded like fireworks, his flesh and blood turning to dust under the holy light.

Everything was completely purified by the holy light, and the surrounding pink mist instantly dissipated, replaced by an unsettling tranquility and peace.

The awakened ones near the swamp gasped at the sight, a chill running through them.

Dead!

Judging from his powerful aura earlier, Ye Anzhen is a genuine high-level Awakener!

And so, a high-ranking Awakened One whom they could only look up to for their entire lives died.

No one expected that Antonio would be so powerful, defeating the seemingly aggressive Ye Anzhen with a single blow, as easily as crushing an ant.

The crowd on the observation deck erupted in uproar. Those who had initially held a sliver of hope for Ye Anzhen were now utterly despairing.

This outsider in front of me is too powerful!

Even the high-level awakened beings of Zhongzhou could not save the dragon vein, so it is likely that even if Li Yu personally intervenes, he will find it difficult to change this seemingly inevitable outcome.

Just then, those awakened beings who had been knocked down finally recovered and got back up.

Xiao Zhan picked up the broken spear again and shouted resolutely to the awakened ones around him:

"Everyone, we must save the dragon vein this time!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd who had just stood up widened their eyes, looking at Xiao Zhan as if he were a fool.

Facing an invincible Antonio, what difference would it make if they went up against him?

"What a stubborn bunch." Antonio looked at the group getting up again, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

The holy book in his hand flashed again, as hot and dazzling as the sun.

In an instant, twelve illusory angels appeared behind Antonio.

They were covered in pure white wings and held golden harps, and began to sing in unison.

The beautiful singing voice, like heavenly music, echoed in the air, yet no one dared to become intoxicated by it.

Amidst the angelic chanting, Antonio calmly extended his hands, gently grasped the dazzling holy light, and then drew a holy greatsword from it.

This greatsword has no physical form; its entire body shimmers with a holy light, as if it were formed from the light of heaven.

The moment the holy sword appeared, the calm Phoenix Bow emitted a hostile glint, and a flame instantly ignited on the bow, transforming into a firebird that roamed around the bow, as if it were ready to launch an attack.

Li Yu looked at the greatsword radiating holy light and understood that this was Antonio's true weapon as one of the twelve saints.

Its power probably far exceeds the abilities he has shown before.

Antonio gripped the Holy Light Greatsword tightly with both hands, holding it upright in front of his chest. His figure appeared incredibly holy and majestic under the holy light, as if he had become a judge of heaven.

His gaze was fixed on the large, fat dragon below, and he spoke in a serious, emotionless, and cold voice:

"The Sword of Judgment—Slay!"

The dazzling holy light greatsword in his hand suddenly erupted like ignited gunpowder, instantly transforming into a hundred-meter-long giant sword, which slashed down at the fat dragon!

"Awooo!!!"

The big fat dragon suddenly let out a deafening roar, and its originally honest round eyes instantly turned into golden vertical pupils, flashing with domineering power!

As the dragon's expression shifted, its massive body exuded a majestic aura, and boundless power burst forth from within.

With a gentle flick of its tail, the four energies of earth, water, fire, and wind intertwined to form a barrier, which forcefully held the Sword of Judgment in mid-air, preventing it from falling for a long time.

Antonio's pupils contracted sharply, and his hands trembled slightly from the excessive force.

"This is impossible! It's just a dragon vein in form, how could it possess such immense power!"

On the observation deck, Li Yu saw this scene and a knowing look appeared on her face.

Li Yu sighed inwardly:

This big fat dragon's appearance is so deceptive that it's impossible to associate it with power.

That being said, even the fattest dragon is still a dragon vein. Its hidden aura is so powerful, how could it be so easily destroyed by external forces?

Meanwhile, Shituoyan, who was sitting not far away, suddenly became agitated, his ghostly face trembling. He jumped up from his chair and began to ramble incoherently again:

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