The Caged Wyrm raised its claws again and let out an earth-shattering roar filled with threat. However, it was facing Lu Yin and the Mist Ancestor. One held the broken blade and did not feel any pressure, while the other did not fear it. The Mist Ancestor could not defeat the Caged Wyrm, but that was because she was not her real self. Her real self was the strongest Progenitor in Nine Mountains and Eight Seas. How could she be afraid of a mere Caged Wyrm?
Everyone below could only watch in a daze.
Everyone from the Xia family was filled with despair. That was their ancestor's broken blade, and no one in the Xia family had been able to pull it out. Why had this happened?
Why?
Xia Ziheng's outlook on life had been shaken, and he even suspected that Lu Xiaoxuan was an illegitimate child of the Xia family.
Only Xia Xing knew the reason. He was extremely regretful. He shouldn't have told Lu Xiaoxuan that he had used Progenitor Chen's blood to pull out the broken blade. He knew that, so he poured Progenitor Chen's blood on his hand and forcefully pulled out the broken blade. He shouldn't have said that.
High up in the sky, Lu Yin, who was facing off against the Caged Wyrm, suddenly thought of something. The Drawing Ceremony had existed for a long time, and since Xia Shenji had given everyone in the Xia family this test, it meant that he believed that someone in the Xia family might be able to pull out the broken blade. If that happened, then the Caged Wyrm would be released.
Could he rely on himself?
What if he did not have the time?
Lu Yin did not believe that Xia Shenji would allow the Caged Wyrm to escape. He would not have considered that he would be held back in the Sovereign Realm. If he was held back and the Caged Wyrm escaped, then the Xia family would be finished. Xia Shenji was not that stupid.
There was only one reason why he had set up the Drawing Ceremony. Even if the broken blade freed the Caged Wyrm, the Xia family would still have a way to control it.
Lu Yin looked down at Xia Ziheng and saw confusion, despair, helplessness, and a bone-deep desire to kill him. He then looked at Xia Xing and saw regret. He looked at the rest of the Xia family, and his gaze was the same as Xia Ziheng's. How would the Xia family control the Caged Wyrm?
A sourcebox array?
No. Lu Yin gripped the broken blade and followed its gaze to the Caged Wyrm.
The Caged Wyrm continued to stare at him and did not move. It continued to bare its fangs and claws, and as time passed, the Mist Ancestor's expression turn strange. "Does this guy think that intimidation will work?"
Lu Yin stare at the Caged Wyrm.
Because of this broken saber?
This was the Divine Martial Sky. The Prison Dragon understood the Divine Martial Sky very well and understood Xia Shenji. Now that it was free, it should escape immediately. Otherwise, it would be in trouble if Xia Shenji appeared. However, it didn't escape and continued to stare at Ye Futian. No, it was staring at Ye Futian.
Yes, the broken saber. It wanted the broken saber.
Lu Yin had a guess as he stared at the Hellwyrm and asked, "You want the blade?"
The Prison Flood Dragon roared and raised its claws again. It was so high that it was almost over its head. It wanted to show off its fangs and claws to the fullest.
Lu Yin pursed his lips. "No."
The Hellwyrm was enraged, and its sharp claws danced about as it tried to claw at Lu Yin. Lu Yin hurriedly swung his broken blade, and at the same time, a white mist appeared in front of Lu Yin to prevent the Hellwyrm from injuring him.
Broken Blade could not touch the Prison Flood Dragon, but the sharp edge of the blade tore apart the Prison Flood Dragon's claws once again. Broken Blade's damage to the Prison Flood Dragon was ridiculously high.
"Senior, bring me to its head," Lu Yin said to the Mist Ancestor.
The Mist Ancestor grabbed Lu Yin, and the mist around his body formed a rope that wrapped around the Hellwyrm. Lu Yin brandished his broken blade and continuously slashed out.
The Prison Flood Dragon was especially wary of the broken blade's edge and constantly retreated.
Everyone below gaped as they watched Lu Yin chase after the Prison Flood Dragon with the incomparably huge broken blade. That was a Progenitor, a Hellwyrm!
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Xia Ziheng and the other two looked at each other. It seemed like there was nothing for them to do.
The Prison Flood Dragon continuously avoided the broken blade's edge, and Lu Yin chased after it under the Mist Ancestor's protection. The Prison Flood Dragon's mournful and angry roars could be heard, but no matter how loud it roared, it was useless. It did not dare to face Lu Yin head-on.
Lu Yin was delighted and high-spirited as he raised his broken blade. "Stop!"
The Prison Flood Dragon was enraged and raised its claws in a futile attempt to threaten Lu Yin.
It was met with Lu Yin's blade.
It hurriedly retreated and then raised its claws again. It seemed like this was the only action it knew, and it had always thought that it would be useful.
Lu Yin could tell that this fellow was a little stubborn. It only knew how to roar and brandish its claws. The more Lu Yin chased after it, the more it confirmed his suspicions. It then became even more excited and even forgot about Shenwu Plane.
Unknowingly, they had left Shenwu Plane.
Lu Yin did not want to escape, and neither did the Prison Flood Dragon. However, they were still far away from Shenwu Plane.
Shenwu Plane did not stop them, as the Xia family did not know how to control the Prison Flood Dragon. They were afraid that if they angered the Prison Flood Dragon, it would turn around and attack them. The current Shenwu Plane could not withstand a single claw from a Progenitor.
On this day, a strange scene occurred in the Top Realm.
The Prison Flood Dragon that was clearly suppressed in the Divine Martial Heaven retreated while baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. It let out a threatening roar while someone chased after it with a huge broken blade. Everyone who saw this scene was dumbfounded, not understanding what was going on.
Even though the scene was strange, the Progenitor's might that the Prison Flood Dragon emitted was real. Wherever it passed, those who heard its roar would faint and be unable to resist. The entire Top Realm shook.
Finally, Lu Yin climbed onto the Prison Flood Dragon's head. It floated in place, not daring to move.
The broken blade was only half a meter away from the Prison Flood Dragon's scales. "If you dare move, I'll break open your skull today."
The Prison Flood Dragon's eyes turned, and its claws drooped. It no longer roared and even retracted its might.
The Mist Ancestor was astonished. "It's clearly a Progenitor, but it doesn't seem to have any intelligence. It's like a child."
"Did the slippers make it stupid?" Lu Yin was at a loss.
The Mist Ancestor rolled her eyes. "Of course not."
"So it hasn't evolved to become intelligent?"
"That's also impossible. How can it become a Progenitor without intelligence?
Do you think Progenitors are cabbages?
Besides, this guy's attacks are very simple. "The Mist Ancestor stood on the Prison Flood Dragon's head and continuously observed it. Suddenly, she saw something and walked over.
Lu Yin looked over as well.
The Prison Flood Dragon was huge, and its head was the size of a continent. However, such a huge creature was floating in the air without moving, which was strange no matter how one looked at it.
Lu Yin gripped the broken blade and followed behind the Mist Ancestor, only to see a strange scene.
Lightning flickered above the Prison Flood Dragon's head.
"Don't move!" the Mist Ancestor barked, looking at the lightning with a solemn expression. Lu Yin looked over and saw that the lightning was coming from a wound in the shape of a tree. It looked like it had been struck by lightning, and the wound had yet to heal.
"Senior, what's this?"
Lu Yin did not take it.
The Mist Ancestor said, "No wonder it acted so strangely. So that's why."
"Senior?"
The Mist Ancestor sighed. "This Prison Flood Dragon has been heavily injured by this lightning attack. The wound is on its head, and if I'm not wrong, its brain has been constantly stimulated by the lightning.
Its intelligence has been suppressed, and only its instincts remain. "
Lu Yin was shocked. "The power of lightning?
Is it Xia Shenji? "
"No, Xia Shenji doesn't cultivate lightning." The Mist Ancestor was certain.
Lu Yin sighed. "The Prison Flood Dragon is a Progenitor, so it's terrifying that lightning could injure it to this extent. The Prison Flood Dragon has been in Shenwu Plane for so many years, which means that this lightning has tortured it for so many years. Even with its strength, it still can't resolve this problem. Where did this lightning come from?
Senior, do you know of anyone who has cultivated lightning to this level? "
"No. In our generation, or even in our knowledge, there has never been a Progenitor who has cultivated lightning to this level." The Mist Ancestor squatted down and reached out to touch the lightning. The closer she got, the more shocked she became. The closer she got, the more she could see the shocking scene of the lightning. It was as if the entire sky had been filled with lightning and had been replaced by lightning.
In the end, the Mist Ancestor stopped and stood up. "If I was at my peak, I might be able to resist it, but I can't touch it right now."
Lu Yin stared at the tree-shaped wound. The Prison Flood Dragon had been tortured by this wound for so many years, and it had even struck its head. Hold on! Lu Yin's eyes suddenly lit up.
Nine clones?
He had almost forgotten that Xia Xing had said that the Nine Clones Technique of Shenwu Plane was in the Prison Flood Dragon's head. Did that mean that he could obtain all nine clones?
He hurriedly searched for them.
"Kid, the Ruler Realm's situation has changed. Ever since you pulled out the broken blade, many gazes have been fixed on us. Let's leave quickly," the Mist Ancestor reminded him.
Lu Yin was startled awake, knowing that it was the ancestors. They couldn't leave the Ruler Realm because of the Eternals, but that didn't mean that they were powerless against him.
Lu Yin suppressed his urge to search for the nine clones and used the broken blade to threaten the Prison Flood Dragon. "Go wherever I say. Attack whoever I say. Do you hear me?"
After understanding the Prison Flood Dragon's situation, Lu Yin knew how to deal with it. This Prison Flood Dragon had lost its intelligence and was only left with its instincts. The broken blade was enough to control it as long as it couldn't be snatched away.
At the same time, he also knew why the Xia family had a ceremony to draw the blade. Even if he pulled out the broken blade and allowed the Prison Flood Dragon to escape, as long as the broken blade was in the Xia family's hands, the Prison Flood Dragon wouldn't be able to escape. The Shenwu Plane's sourcebox array was enough to suppress the Prison Flood Dragon.
The Prison Flood Dragon remained motionless, but when it heard Lu Yin's words, it didn't move its head. Instead, it bent its claws in agreement.
The Mist Ancestor thought that Lu Yin was going to escape, but he didn't. Instead, he directed the Prison Flood Dragon in a certain direction, where Star Alliance was.
Lu Yin had two goals in coming to the Cosmic Tree Realm. One was to rescue the Red Garden, and the other was to rescue Star Alliance. Now that the people in the Red Garden were nowhere to be found, he could only rescue Star Alliance. Otherwise, Star Alliance would be controlled by the Four Way Scales, and there would be many ways to threaten him.
Although the Prison Flood Dragon had lost its intelligence, it still had the strength of a Progenitor. It could cross a great distance and directly arrive at the Four Way Scales, using Star Alliance to lure the Seven Gods Sky.
Since the Four Way Scales dared to gather everyone in Star Alliance to lure the Seven Gods Sky to attack, they naturally had absolute confidence in themselves.
They positioned themselves at the center of the Four Way Scales, within a forest that was made up of stone pillars.
This was a stone forest that was completely made up of giant stone pillars. Each pillar was as tall as the sky, and it was only second to the height of the Four Way Scales' agreement. Each pillar was hexagonal in shape, and it was obvious that they had been meticulously crafted.
At the center of this stone forest was the Star Alliance. Aside from the battlefield at the back and Yu Chuan, there were a total of one hundred and ten people.
A total of one hundred and ten Envoys were bait that the Four Way Scales had prepared for the Seven Gods Sky.