Ch. 823 - Blade Rises, Head Falls

“You may not know, but when Ancestor Yuelong encountered the golden dragon in his youth, it was only in its juvenile stage. Its mother had died nearby. Ancestor Yuelong stripped the dragon's bones and replaced his own. Now, how is he any different from a true divine dragon?”

Some informed individuals spoke from the side.

“Two divine dragons... I fear Xu Zimo won’t be able to stir up much of a wave.”

The divine dragon that Ancestor Yuelong had transformed into spiraled through the sky, its emotionless pupils locked onto Xu Zimo.

“You deserve to die,” a hoarse voice rumbled from its throat.

Xu Zimo chuckled, swinging the golden dragon in his hand like a whip, striking toward Ancestor Yuelong.

The ancestor roared in fury. His dragon roar shook the heavens and the earth, shattering layers of space.

He forcibly endured Xu Zimo's strike with his massive body, even though his scales cracked and blood flowed freely.

Still, Ancestor Yuelong withstood the blow.

He quickly coiled around the golden dragon with his body, attempting to stop Xu Zimo from swinging it again.

With a roar, Ancestor Yuelong fused himself with the golden dragon.

A world-shattering aura erupted from the golden dragon’s body.

“To think Xu Zimo forced the ancestor to this point,” Baili Chengfeng frowned and said.

This move caused immense damage to the soul. Under normal circumstances, Ancestor Yuelong would never use it.

After the two dragons fused, the golden dragon’s already brilliant color grew even more dazzling.

Wings sprouted from its back. While it originally had two dragon horns, a third horn now emerged in the middle of its head.

Dragon might surged, rolling out in waves across the surroundings.

The dragon’s gloomy eyes fixed on Xu Zimo, filled with overwhelming hatred.

“Kill!” accompanied by a thunderous roar.

Lightning flickered around the dragon, crackling with explosive sounds.

It charged straight at Xu Zimo.

In the face of such a massive dragon body, Xu Zimo looked particularly small.

The dragon coiled around him.

With another roar, a blast of purple dragon breath spewed from its mouth.

Xu Zimo raised his blade to block, only to feel an unstoppable force from the lightning, sending him flying.

But the dragon didn’t want to let him fall.

Instead, it wrapped him up with its tail and pulled him back again.

Storms roared, lightning flashed.

Xu Zimo slashed the golden dragon hard with Shadow Tyrant, sending sparks flying, but he couldn’t even break the dragon’s surface scales.

“So strong,” Xu Zimo wiped the blood from his lips and chuckled.

The difference between peak Immortal and pre-Immortal was a vast gulf.

And Ancestor Yuelong’s strength had exceeded Xu Zimo’s expectations.

“Are you afraid of death?” the dragon asked coldly, speaking human language.

“I seek death,” Xu Zimo replied with a smile.

As soon as he said it, the dragon grew even more furious and charged again.

Xu Zimo didn’t care. He turned his gaze to Baili Xiao. He said, “Since you know of the Ten Primordial God-Scriptures, do you recognize this move?”

The supreme brilliance of the Heaven-Unity Three-Gates God-Scripture descended from the sky.

The Gate of Life, the Gate of Death, and the Gate of Eternity opened simultaneously.

In that moment, Xu Zimo was nearly invincible.

Not to mention the Life and Death Gates, just the Eternity Gate alone made him immortal.

With all three gates open, his aura climbed several levels higher.

Xu Zimo punched forward, directly blasting the incoming dragon away.

The dragon staggered back several steps, its massive body now showing caution as it stared at Xu Zimo.

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“Heaven-Unity Three-Gates...” Baili Xiao said through gritted teeth. “How many trump cards does this guy even have?”

The Ten Primordial God-Scriptures, others considered obtaining even one to be a supreme honor.

Most would never come close in their entire lives, yet Xu Zimo had already used two.

And most importantly, he hadn’t even been to the Outer Heavens yet.

Recalling what Xu Zimo had said earlier, for the first time, Baili Xiao felt her heart waver.

The dragon looked solemnly at Xu Zimo.

“What kind of monster is he?” it thought. For the first time, doubt crept into its heart.

“Come fight!” Xu Zimo extended his right hand toward Ancestor Yuelong in a provocative gesture.

“I emerged during the era of Grand Emperor Chang Kong, it’s been hundreds of thousands of years,” Ancestor Yuelong said calmly. “Why should I take a brat like you seriously?”

“Right now, investigating the Otherworldly Zenith Palace is more important. Come to think of it, since the True Martial Sacred Ground is the number one lineage of the Eastern Continent, it would be safest to detain this girl there.”

“You’re afraid?” Xu Zimo said with a slight smile.

“I simply can’t be bothered with a kid like you,” the ancestor replied flatly.

Though his expression was calm, inwardly he was howling with frustration.

“I gave you a way out, brat. Don’t push it too far.”

“But I want to kill you,” Xu Zimo said lightly. “Consider it a warning, let it be known that these so-called imperial lineages mean nothing to me.”

“Holy Son Xu, you’ve gone too far,” Baili Qingfeng couldn’t help but speak.

“You want to join him?” Xu Zimo asked back.

Baili Qingfeng fell silent, not giving a direct answer.

Two Immortals ganging up on someone at the God Meridian realm, it did sound extreme.

But if necessary, they wouldn’t mind.

The key problem was that if Ancestor Yuelong fought Xu Zimo one-on-one, it would be understandable.

But if two of them attacked together, would the True Martial Sacred Ground just sit back and watch?

If they enraged the lineage, it could very well wipe out the Baili Imperial Clan.

Seeing Baili Qingfeng remain silent, Xu Zimo turned back to Ancestor Yuelong.

He asked, “What do you think your life is worth?”

“You’ve gone too far,” the ancestor said coldly.

“Boy, a Zenith Immortal is not to be insulted.”

The divine dragon roared from the sky and charged again at Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo raised his blade, the blade aura shrouded half the heavens.

The two clashed once more. Dragon roars shook the heavens; blade aura surged.

Blood splashed through the air.

In the heat of battle, several of the golden dragon’s scales shattered, and golden blood flowed continuously.

Shadow Tyrant spun in Xu Zimo’s hand. Ancestor Yuelong made a mistake, and the curved blade slashed directly toward the dragon’s head.

“Careful!” Baili Qingfeng shouted.

He nocked an arrow and shot the Thousand Calamities Arrow.

If Xu Zimo insisted on landing that blow, the arrow would surely hit his body.

In the next moment, blade rose, and the head fell.

The dragon's dying roar echoed before falling silent.

The golden dragon collapsed in a pool of golden blood, dropping from the sky.

Though the Thousand Calamities Arrow struck Xu Zimo, the Gate of Eternity above his head radiated immense power.

Unfazed, Xu Zimo pulled the arrow out and wiped the blood from his lips.

“Haven’t had such a satisfying fight in a long time!”

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