Almost instantly, Ye Feng was already in front of Han Yaoyang.
The night wind opened its dragon mouth, and golden-red true energy condensed into a small ball, which suddenly struck Han Yaoyang.
Although Han Yaoyang activated his protective inner energy in time, Ye Feng's attack still sent him flying backward, covering more than fifty miles before crashing into a mountain peak.
Boom!
A deafening explosion rang out, and the sunlight dimmed in that instant.
The night wind twisted the dragon's body and left Bai Cang City at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, arriving at this mountain range.
Staring down at Han Yaoyang, Ye Feng's tone was chilling and filled with killing intent: "Han Yaoyang, the Dragon Clan has a unique innate divine ability called the Ninefold Transformation of the Profound Dragon. Have you heard of it?"
Han Yaoyang said dismissively, "Never heard of it, so what?"
"Since you haven't heard of it, you can see for yourself today."
The night wind lifted the dragon's head, and it let out a deep, ancient roar, causing all the scales on its body to tremble.
At the same time, a crack appeared on the reverse scale on Ye Feng's neck.
In that instant, the night breeze suddenly intensified.
Just now, Ye Feng could only exert the strength of the ninth level of the Saint Realm, but now he can exert the strength of the first level of the Returning to Emptiness Realm!
The night wind quickly approached Han Yaoyang and lashed him hard with a swipe of its tail.
The entire mountain trembled, and rocks quickly rolled down from the peak.
Han Yaoyang coughed up blood, his face filled with horror: "You...you've already healed? You've recovered to the first level of the Returning to Emptiness Realm? This is impossible!"
"There's something even more impossible!"
As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, a second crack appeared on Ni Lin.
The night wind surged again, and the golden-red true energy gushing from his body burned like a raging flame!
At this moment, Ye Feng was already able to unleash the power of the second level of the Returning to Emptiness Realm!
Han Yaoyang knew he couldn't continue like this, so he took out his natal magic weapon, the Wind and Fire Dragon Spear, and attacked Ye Feng first.
But before it could even get close to the night wind, it unleashed a dragon's breath.
The immense dragon breath condensed into a line almost as thick as a finger, shattering not only the Wind and Fire Dragon Spear but also piercing through Han Yaoyang's body!
Click!
A third crack appeared on the reverse scale.
Blood began to appear on the dragon's body in the night wind, and golden-red dragon blood covered every scale on its body.
However, the night wind surged again, and the gushing true energy was like a raging storm!
Another burst of dragon breath was unleashed, and the night wind whipped its head around, causing the finger-thick, golden-red dragon breath to flash past and split Han Yaoyang in two!
"hateful!"
"I don't believe it!"
Han Yaoyang roared wildly, but his aura had already weakened and his strength had plummeted!
Another click rang out.
A fourth crack appeared on the reverse scale on Ye Feng's neck.
Ye Feng has broken through his original strength limit, and now he is equivalent to the fourth level of the Returning to Emptiness Realm Human Immortal!
Golden-red dragon breath surged wildly from Ye Feng's forehead, but this time it did not condense into a finger-thickness; instead, it engulfed Han Yaoyang like a tsunami.
Han Yaoyang's true energy shield began to shatter, and his body was turned into charcoal!
Finally, Han Yaoyang's body completely collapsed, turning into ashes and disappearing into the air!
Han Yaoyang is dead.
The sect leader of the Di Yang Sect, a human immortal at the fourth level of the Returning to Emptiness Realm, has vanished without a trace.
The golden dragon in the sky gradually shrank and disappeared without a trace.
Inside Biyou Palace.
Luo Qingling was so shocked that she couldn't even speak when she saw the golden dragon covered in blood that suddenly appeared in front of her.
Moreover, she watched from afar, not daring to approach at all, fearing that the golden dragon would swallow her whole.
No, how could a demon beast have entered Biyou Palace without his permission?
Could this golden dragon be him?
Luo Qingling suddenly remembered what her father had told her.
The Di Yang Sect was thrown into chaos by a Void Returning Realm Immortal, who was not human but a dragon.
That's right, dragons!
That golden dragon before me—it's him! It must be him!
Luo Qingling mustered her courage and approached Ye Feng, asking, "Are you... are you alright?"
"What...what do you think?"
Night Wind coughed, and a ball of golden-red dragon blood gushed from the dragon's mouth.
My vision grew darker and darker until I was completely enveloped in darkness.
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Feng finally opened his eyes.
Then he froze.
Luo Qingling stood before him wearing only a pink bodice.
Her snow-white shoulders and slender, long legs were exposed to the air without any cover.
Luo Qingling was also looking at Ye Feng.
One dragon and one man, staring at each other with wide eyes.
"What are you doing?" Night Wind asked.
Luo Qingling immediately let out a scream and retreated repeatedly.
She then realized that she didn't need to stay in the first-floor hall of Biyou Palace at all, so she ran upstairs with a flushed face.
Night Wind coughed as he examined his body, only to find several wounds bandaged with blood-soaked bandages.
Wait, this doesn't look like a strip of cloth.
This is the dress that Luo Qingling wore before.
It turned out that Luo Qingling had torn her skirt into strips to bandage her wound and stop the bleeding.
This girl is quite nice.
The night breeze almost laughed.
What Luo Qingling did didn't actually help him at all, but it was a kind gesture from her, so he could pretend she had done him a great favor.
How are you?
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