Lin Yuan wished he could tear Ruan Xinrou to pieces.
That bastard dared to lie to them. If she hadn't been full of lies and used Bai Ying's flawed drawing, how could this scene have occurred?
So many people have died! Yet still no one can subdue those dragon horns!
"Bastard! Die!"
He suddenly slapped at Ruan Xinrou, but at the critical moment, the Huayang Sect Master arrived and took the blow for Ruan Xinrou.
Then he pulled Ruan Xinrou over and shielded her behind him.
Lin Yuan gritted his teeth and looked at the Huayang Sect Master, "Are you going to protect her? Do you know how many of our Lin Clan's people have died because of her? Now even our Yinqi Pavilion's weapon refiners have died. How can your Huayang Sect afford to compensate us?"
Sect Master Huayang was also inwardly groaning. How could he have known that Ruan Xinrou would do such a thing? He really didn't want to protect her at all, but thinking of Qin Hua Zhenren's prophecy, he still felt that he couldn't let Ruan Xinrou die like this.
"I will help you defeat this golden dragon."
Lin Yuan glared at him fiercely, but still didn't attack Ruan Xinrou. This golden dragon was simply too terrifying; they were no longer capable of dealing with it.
They had paid a heavy price to obtain these dragon horns. Even the Nascent Soul stage cultivator in the sect was seriously injured.
They had no way to subdue such a dragon.
The Lin clan members present could only ask Sect Master Huayang to join them in dealing with the golden dragon.
They all took out their magical weapons and attacked relentlessly.
The Huayang Sect Master originally thought that he was at least a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, which was much better than those early and mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators present.
But to his surprise, the damage he dealt couldn't even scratch the golden dragon.
They attacked so fiercely that they couldn't even break its scales.
If this continues, who will be able to subdue it?
"Damn it, it seems only cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage can make a difference."
The sect leader of Lingxiao Sect looked at the golden dragon with a solemn expression, but he had no intention of making a move.
Firstly, the Lin clan members were ungrateful; as soon as the Brahma Immortal Venerable died, they forced Bai Ying to break off the engagement. He wouldn't offer any help to such untrustworthy people.
Secondly, even if he intervened, it would be useless. Their sect's Nascent Soul stage cultivator, Xuan Yuan Chen, was currently in seclusion. Without the assistance of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, he was helpless.
He could only instruct his disciples to retreat quickly.
He himself did not retreat, entirely because Bai Ying was still here refining weapons.
Bai Ying had reached a crucial moment in her refining process. She had shut down her five senses and could no longer perceive what was happening outside. She was focused solely on refining the pair of bone dragon horns. At this critical moment, she must not be disturbed, nor could she be allowed to leave halfway through the process.
The Lingxiao Sect Master remained standing beside Bai Ying, hoping she could hurry up.
This golden dragon is far too powerful; it is far beyond the capabilities of the cultivators present.
They attacked the golden dragon here for a long time, but made no progress.
Seeing that the crowd was already showing signs of backing down, a cultivator from the Lin clan gritted his teeth, grabbed a longsword, and charged forward.
He channeled all his spiritual power into the longsword, and the sharp blade instantly pierced into the golden dragon's dazzling body. Before he could even rejoice, to his utter surprise, the sword, which had just pierced through, was abruptly and violently ejected in the next instant.
The golden dragon that appeared before them was not a real creature at all, but merely a manifestation of a magical artifact, and it was completely unharmed.
It's even harder to deal with than a real golden dragon!
Suddenly, the dragon unleashed a powerful aura, lashing its thick, powerful tail down on the cultivator with overwhelming force. Caught off guard, the cultivator had no time to dodge and was instantly sent flying by the immense impact. With a deafening crash, he fell heavily to the ground, every bone in his body seemingly shattering in that instant, emitting a chilling sound. He lay limp on the ground like a lump of mud, lifeless.
"Uncle Lin Yan!" Lin Yuan shouted at the cultivator, who collapsed to the ground in despair. Then he said to the others, "Let's abandon those dragon horns and leave this place."
So many people have died in such a short time. And every single one of them was a Nascent Soul cultivator. If this continues, every single one of them here will be wiped out!
Sect Master Huayang wholeheartedly agreed; he hadn't wanted to deal with the giant dragon in the first place. He said loudly, "Let's go. Let the dragon formed from those horns fly away. Otherwise, there will be even more casualties."
The patriarch of the Lin clan looked at the giant dragon with resentment, thinking of the efforts they had made for those dragon horns and the joy they felt when they obtained them. He was so angry that he felt like his guts were turning green.
They shouldn't have listened to Ruan Xinrou without conducting an investigation; otherwise, this situation wouldn't have occurred.
A helpless, bitter smile appeared on his lips. His eyes glared fiercely at Ruan Xinrou, as if he wanted nothing more than to skin her alive!
"Let's go."
He said helplessly to the people around him.
He'll settle this score with Huayang Sect when he gets back.
But at that very moment, a deafening roar, seemingly capable of shattering the heavens and earth, suddenly came from the direction where Bai Ying was. The roar was like countless stars exploding at the same time, and the sound waves spread wildly in all directions with overwhelming force, causing everything in their path to tremble.
In an instant, a terrifying beam of light shot out from Bai Ying's hand like a dazzling bolt of lightning. The surging, sky-piercing momentum was as wild and raging as a storm, no less powerful than the golden dragon.
The golden dragon seemed to tremble slightly before this aura, as if it had sensed a powerful force capable of rivaling its own kingly might. The entire world seemed to be terrified by these two astonishing forces; all things fell silent, with only the light and aura colliding wildly.
Lin Yuan stared at her in shock. He had always thought that Bai Ying's weapon-refining was just a joke and had never taken her seriously.
But she never expected that the magical artifact she forged would possess such terrifying power. The pressure emanating from it was even comparable to that of the golden dragon!
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