I Shall Be Everlasting In the World of Immortals

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Chapter 350: Hunting the Demonic Dragon

After Lan Changʼan departed.

In the cave dwelling of Purple Mist Peak, a man of extraordinary elegance and grandeur appeared. He wore a high crown and a loose feathered robe with a large cloak—it was True Monarch Yunlan.

”It’s good that he has left. Yunqing is preparing to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, and there must not be any mistakes.”

True Monarch Yunlan spoke in a calm tone, his gaze fixed in the direction where Lan Changʼan had left the sectʼs mountain gate.

Xiang Dalong, after all, was not a direct disciple nurtured by the Yunxia Sect. His strength was also far beyond that of an ordinary Core Formation cultivator.

True Monarch Yunlan inevitably harbored a trace of wariness.

True Monarch Purple Mist neither agreed nor disagreed but could understand her Dao companion’s concerns.

For an Immortal Golden Dan to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, it was actually more dangerous than for an ordinary Core Formation cultivator, with an even lower margin for error.

Precisely because of its deep foundation, the most crucial transformation of forming the Nascent Soul—shattering the core to form the nascent soul—was almost always successful for an Immortal Golden Dan.

This meant that there was no turning back!

Afterward came the heavenly thunder tribulation and the heart demon tribulation—if one failed to endure them, it would result in total annihilation, both body and soul.

On the other hand, a True Dan Great Cultivator with a slightly weaker foundation and potential had a chance to survive even if the core-shattering process failed. In some cases, they could even maintain their original cultivation level.

However, if one failed the first attempt at forming a Nascent Soul, the success rate of future attempts would usually be much lower.

”Senior Brother, when do you plan for Yunqing to break through?”

True Monarch Purple Mist asked lazily.

Immortal Yunqing was not only True Monarch Yunlanʼs final disciple but also his bloodline descendant—albeit separated by several generations.

True Monarch Yunlan replied, ”Within a year.”

”Isn’t that a bit too rushed?”

Fairy Purple Mist’s delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Yunqing was still young. He could actually refine his foundation further and temper himself for a few more years.

”Yunqing is different from ordinary cultivators. His cultivation is entirely focused, free of worldly distractions, pursuing pure and unadulterated Dao. He does not follow the path of worldly experience and tempering.”

”More importantly—Senior Brother has some skill in Qi Observation Arts. Over the past hundred years, our sect’s fortune has fluctuated unpredictably. Fortunately, in recent years, it has finally stabilized and even shows signs of rising slightly.”

”Yunqing has reached the peak of the Core Formation stage—this is an excellent opportunity for him to break through. If he misses this timing…”

True Monarch Yunlan explained his reasoning methodically.

At the Nascent Soul stage, success depended not only on personal foundation and effort but also on destiny.

Those who successfully formed a Nascent Soul were always those with strong fortune.

It was precisely because of the subtle changes in the sect’s fate that True Monarch Yunlan had selected an auspicious date.

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Three months later.

At the border of the ancient forbidden zone in the Central Region, on the periphery of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

At the cloud-covered summit of a pillar-like mountain, two figures appeared one after another.

One was Jing Wufeng, dressed in a green silk robe. The other was a gaunt old man wearing a bamboo hat.

”Fellow Daoist Xiang, your disguise is truly extraordinary. If you hadn’t notified me in person, I would have almost mistaken you for someone else.”

Jing Wufeng chuckled as he scrutinized him.

”Iʼve made fellow Daoist Jing laugh.”

Lan Changʼan spoke in a friendly tone, explaining the reason:

”That Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon has some background. It’s not a completely wild, ownerless creature. Out of caution, I disguised my identity.”

Jing Wufeng pondered for a moment before asking, ”Fellow Daoist Xiang, are you concerned about that missing Shura Ghost Lord?”

”Precisely. Although that person’s whereabouts have been unknown for nearly a hundred years, his mighty reputation still lingers.”

Lan Changʼan confirmed.

The Shura Ghost Lord was once a notorious Nascent Soul loose cultivator of the Great Yuan. Later, he joined the Northern Ghost Palace and switched to cultivating Ghost Dao techniques, eventually reaching the mid-Nascent Soul stage, becoming a formidable figure among his peers.

His most famous battle involved lightly wounding a late Nascent Soul cultivator and, even when seriously injured, managing to escape with his life.

After that, he disappeared without a trace.

Lan Changʼan estimated that this person was the first-ranked powerhouse below the Three Great Cultivators of the Great Yuan.

His strength was at least comparable to True Monarch Lingyu, the child of fortune of the Great Qing Central Region. The latter had even defeated the sect master of Beast King Valley.

Before it was demonized, that Stoneheart Dragon had once been tamed by the Shura Ghost Lord.

”If that person is still alive, his condition must be far from ideal. He wouldn’t be at his peak strength, or else he wouldn’t have remained completely silent all this time.”

”However, Fellow Daoist Xiang makes a good point. Caution is never a bad thing.”

After saying this, Jing Wufeng took out a scroll and slowly unfolded it.

The scroll displayed lifelike portraits of various people, ranging from young to old, men and women alike.

Swoosh!

Jing Wufeng flicked his fingers, and from the scroll, a silver-haired old woman’s image separated from the rest flashed and merged into his body.

In the next moment, Jing Wufeng transformed into the silver-haired old woman, completely altering his appearance, attire, and even aura.

Lan Changʼan was secretly astonished—after Jing Wufeng changed his identity, he couldnʼt detect any flaws in the disguise at all.

Moreover, Jing Wufeng listened to advice with an open mind, lacking the arrogance typically associated with disciples of great sects.

Lan Changʼan’s steady and cautious nature was something this person easily understood and accepted.

After assembling, the two briefly discussed their strategy.

Half an hour later, they stepped into the grayish, dimly lit Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

Along the way, Lan Changʼan deliberately tested Jing Wufeng’s background, asking which great sect of Tianyuan he hailed from.

Jing Wufeng remained humble, merely saying he came from a small, nameless sect, not worth mentioning.

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As they ventured into the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, the two significantly slowed their pace.

Tracking down the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon’s exact location was not as simple as they had imagined.

Although the dragon did have a permanent lair, it often ventured outside.

According to their tactical plan, fighting it inside its lair was absolutely out of the question.

Firstly, its lair was located deep within the valley, where a battle could attract the attention of other powerful demonic creatures.

Secondly, the spiritual veins inside the lair were tainted with demonic corruption.

If they fought there, Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng’s mana would be contaminated, causing a significant drop in their strength.

Meanwhile, the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon would receive a boost from the corrupt energy, continuously replenishing itself, making it nearly indestructible—even a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to subdue it.

This was one of the main reasons why the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon had yet to be hunted down—not just because of concerns over the missing Shura Ghost Lord.

Additionally, the Essence Spirit Core of a Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon had undergone qualitative changes, making it unsuitable for most human and beast cultivators.

Rather than risk trouble in a forbidden zone, many would opt to hunt other demon kings overseas instead.

Jing Wufeng’s plan was to lure the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon out of its lair and set a trap at a more favorable location to take it down.

One month later.

Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng arrived near the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon’s lair.

Along the way, they had encountered numerous demonized beasts, yet when they finally approached the lair, the surroundings were eerily silent.

“It’s not inside.”

Lan Changʼan sent several puppets inside to scout, but none found any trace of the Stoneheart Dragon.

However, inside the lair, there was a powerful fourth-rank restriction, even forming a complete array formation—one of the puppets was instantly obliterated upon triggering it.

Lan Changʼan had no intention of entering to investigate.

If they were trapped inside by the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon, unable to defeat it or escape, the risk of falling was too high.

So, the two lay in wait for several months—until the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon finally returned.

Wuuuum~~

A deep, resonant dragon roar echoed across the valley, carrying an overwhelming demonic aura as a massive presence approached the lair.

A gigantic dragon, over twenty zhang long, covered in earth-yellow demonic scales, entered their field of vision, exuding the majestic bloodline pressure of a true dragon descendant.

The moment the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon appeared, it immediately entered battle, unleashing black and yellow sandstorms and sinister demonic winds, engulfing the land within a radius of twenty li.

Earlier, when Lan Changʼan’s puppets had scouted the lair and triggered the restrictions, the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon had naturally become alert.

With its immensely powerful spiritual sense, it swept across the surroundings and quickly locked onto Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng’s hidden locations.

“Run!”

Without hesitation, Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng activated their flight techniques, desperately retreating toward the outer regions.

Boom!

At the same time, the pre-set puppets and talismans inside the lair exploded, causing the mountain to collapse and creating a huge commotion.

The Stoneheart Dragon’s cold pupils flickered with fury and killing intent.

With a deafening roar, it charged after them.

As a true dragon descendant, the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon’s speed was faster than most early Nascent Soul cultivators, though its flexibility was somewhat lacking.

Due to its demonized state, this Stoneheart Dragon disliked taking human form, preferring to stay in its natural, primal state.

Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng, both enhanced with top-tier third-rank movement talismans, still found themselves outpaced.

The two weaved through the complex terrain, engaging in a hit-and-run battle as they retreated.

But the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon wasnʼt a lightweight—whenever it closed the distance, it would cast powerful earth-element spells.

Endless storms of sand and gold dust swept toward them, mixed with fragments of shattered metal.

Massive stone spikes, towering over ten zhang high, erupted from the ground and mountainsides, forming an inescapable cage of death—these were fourth-rank Nascent Soul-level spells.

If it were an ordinary Core Formation Great Cultivator, they wouldn’t have lasted even a few moments before perishing.

However, Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng were far beyond ordinary—they had the ability to contend with Nascent Soul cultivators.

Jing Wufeng’s movement technique was extremely bizarre.

Several times, his silhouette was struck by the Stoneheart Dragon’s spells, only to shatter into wind-like illusions.

In the next instant, he would reappear twenty or thirty zhang away.

This type of short-range teleportation technique, accompanied by subtle spatial fluctuations, made Lan Changʼan green with envy—but it was beyond his ability to learn.

Even most Nascent Soul cultivators would struggle to achieve such feats.

Lan Changʼan suspected that Jing Wufeng possessed an Innate Dao Physique related to space manipulation.

In the vast cultivation world, there were countless types of innate Dao bodies, each with unique talents.

Among them, space-related Innate Dao physiques were among the most powerful.

Furthermore, Jing Wufeng’s movement technique was primarily wind-based, with spatial abilities as a secondary enhancement—allowing him to consume minimal energy while creating deceptive afterimages to confuse enemies.

If puppets, talismans, and other external tools were excluded, in terms of maneuverability alone, Lan Changʼan was far inferior to him when it came to dodging and evading the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon.

To maintain their stamina and mana, Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng took turns using different techniques to restrain the enemy, buying time for recovery.

Lan Changʼan relied on magical treasures, puppets, and spirit pets for disruption.

His Earth Burrowing Rat cast sandstorm spells, countering the Stoneheart Dragon’s sandstorm winds, preventing them from getting trapped and slowing them down.

Whenever they were about to be cornered, Lan Changʼan would summon the fourth-rank puppet or defensive magic treasure to block the attacks head-on.

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After two exhausting days, Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng finally arrived at their pre-arranged ambush site, deep within a dense forest.

At this point, both cultivators, as well as the Earth Burrowing Rat, had sustained some injuries, and their mana reserves were significantly depleted.

Lan Changʼan, thanks to his Evergreen technique and recovery pills, had no major issues.

His fourth-rank puppet had suffered some external damage, so he took the time to refit it with a fresh supply of puppet crystals.

Meanwhile, Jing Wufeng pulled out a mutton-fat jade bottle, took a sip of Thousand-Year Spirit Milk, and instantly restored his mana to full capacity.

“Fellow Daoist Xiang, as long as we lure the Stoneheart Dragon into the Illusory Void Thousand-Kill Formation, I have a seventy percent chance of slaying it.”

Jing Wufeng had spent considerable effort setting up a powerful space-based illusionary killing formation, seamlessly integrating it into the forest and shallow void.

This formation was far superior to Lan Changʼan’s fourth-rank illusion array, and had a much stronger comprehensive ability.

While assisting in its setup, Lan Changʼan confirmed that Jing Wufeng was actually a formation master, possessing quasi-fourth-rank mastery, with a strong specialization in spatial formations.

This explained his confidence in hunting the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon.

To maximize the array’s effectiveness, spirit stones alone wouldn’t be enough.

Jing Wufeng had Lan Changʼan position four third-rank puppets at key formation nodes to supply mana when the battle began.

With everything set, they successfully lured the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon into approaching the ambush site.

However, at this moment, Lan Changʼan and his duo encountered a problem.

Wuuuuuuum~~

The Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon stopped ten li away from the forest, letting out a low, rumbling growl.

It seemed hesitant, unwilling to advance further.

Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng exchanged glances, their brows furrowing.

If the Stoneheart Dragon refused to step into the ambush, even if they managed to injure it, capturing it alive to extract its Essence Spirit Core would be nearly impossible.

Under normal circumstances, if their target was a transformed demon king, the chances of an ambush working were very low, as their high spiritual intelligence made them wary of traps.

However, a Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon was mentally unstable, often blinded by its bloodthirst. This was precisely why Jing Wufeng had opted for a luring strategy.

“A true dragon-blooded Stoneheart Dragon, even with its bloodline diluted, still retains traces of an ancient true spirit. Its senses are extraordinarily sharp—it must have instinctively detected something.”

Jing Wufeng sighed and relayed his analysis through transmitted voice.

Earlier, when they were fleeing, they crossed numerous complex terrains without the Stoneheart Dragon showing any hesitation.

Now, suddenly, it refused to advance.

“Squeak!”

The Earth Burrowing Rat, having just consumed a recovery pill, rubbed its head against Lan Changʼan’s body.

A brief mental exchange took place between man and beast.

Though the Earth Burrowing Rat had yet to fully transform into human form, it understood human language, just that most of the time, it didnʼt like to communicate using the speech of another race.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

Lan Changʼan looked at the Earth Burrowing Rat, his expression serious.

Standing to the side, Jing Wufeng, after a moment of contemplation, suddenly realized what the rat intended.

“Master did not hesitate to risk everything to win me a chance at transformation. How could I not repay in kind?”

The Earth Burrowing Rat’s gaze was resolute as it transmitted its voice.

“Good.”

Lan Changʼan did not object.

The plan was risky, and he still had to guard against Jing Wufengʼs actions.

Squeak!

The Earth Burrowing Rat soared into the air above the forest, unleashing its powerful earth-elemental aura.

The Stoneheart Dragon, a fellow earth-element dragon beast, instinctively felt a connection and turned its cold gaze toward the rat.

Whoosh!

The Earth Burrowing Rat abruptly opened its mouth, spitting out its peak third-rank dan—a round, yellowish-brown core, adorned with faint golden Dao patterns, exuding a dense Earth Fiend Qi.

Earth Fiend Qi was an advanced transformation of earth energy, formed after absorbing innate turbid qi.

Technically, the innate turbid qi from the death of the Xuantian Relic should have been a perfect match for the Earth Burrowing Rat—but most of it had been hoarded by the Profound Water Turtle.

Now, the Earth Burrowing Rat’s core, infused with similar energy, radiated an irresistible temptation to the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon.

Its throat convulsed, and its cold pupils flashed with deep desire.

The Earth Burrowing Rat controlled its dan, letting it hover above its head, spinning a hundred zhang into the air.

“Pull it back! That’s too dangerous!”

Lan Changʼan suddenly shouted.

Hearing this, the Earth Burrowing Rat immediately opened its mouth, preparing to retract its core.

Roooaaar!

The Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon let out a deep roar, suddenly lunging forward, extending its massive claws to snatch the core from afar.

The Dao patterns and unique aura of the Earth Burrowing Rat’s dan triggered an intense, indescribable craving within the Stoneheart Dragon, surpassing any ordinary third-rank dans.

Instinct screamed at it—this was a priceless treasure!

In its demonized, greedy state, it quickly abandoned its caution, overcoming its last shred of reason.

Just as the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon crossed into the forest’s boundary, the space around it rippled with invisible distortions.

Hummm~~

The illusionary void twisted, and the massive dragon found itself trapped in an endless, icy void of stars.

In the instant the Stoneheart Dragon pounced forward, Jing Wufeng activated the Illusory Void Thousand-Kill Formation!

The Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon ignored the illusory changes, relying purely on its sense of smell, continuing its charge toward the Earth Burrowing Rat.

Zzzzzttt!

From within the distorted space, countless invisible silver light threads flickered into existence—like an indestructible net, wrapping around the dragon’s massive body.

In a split second, the Stoneheart Dragon’s movement slowed drastically, as its scales and flesh were sliced by the silver threads.

Deep cuts appeared across its body, and even its underbelly began to leak blood.

Taking advantage of the moment, the Earth Burrowing Rat swiftly retracted its dan, stepping dozens of zhang away within the illusion formation.

“This dragon’s body is unbelievably tough!”

Inside the Illusory Void Thousand-Kill Formation, Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng exchanged glances.

The fourth-rank formation contained traces of spatial power, greatly enhancing its lethal capabilities.

It could break through protective barriers and magical treasure defenses very fast.

An early Nascent Soul cultivator, if caught in this ambush and unable to quickly escape, would likely be torn to shreds in moments.

Yet against the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon, the formation’s killing power only inflicted minor flesh wounds.

“Fellow Daoist Xiang, let’s first wear down its momentum.”

Jing Wufeng was in no hurry, summoning a razor-thin, translucent silver dagger—his lifebound magical treasure, Voidless Blade.

This blade had been refined with rare spatial materials, making it exceptionally sharp and elusive.

Shhh—

Lan Changʼan’s sharp senses detected a faint ripple in the void—the Voidless Blade had briefly vanished from perception.

A chill ran down his spine as he sensed the dangerous aura it emitted.

The next moment, the silver dagger sliced across the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon’s neck, drawing a spray of blood, leaving a half-foot-deep wound.

For the Stoneheart Dragon, such an injury was far from fatal, but it was the first true wound that pierced its flesh.

Before this, all their attacks had only managed to scratch its scales.

The Stoneheart Dragon, now sensing a genuine threat, let out an earth-shaking roar. Its aura surged explosively, its scales vibrating, forming a protective layer of stone patterns, while its body swelled in size.

Boom!

The dozens of transparent silver silk threads binding it had not yet fully woven into a net before the dragon violently tore free.

The threads shattered one by one, vanishing into the void.

Instantly, the illusory starry sky of the formation flickered unsteadily, and small cracks revealed glimpses of the forest beyond.

“Fellow Daoist Xiang, restrain it!”

Jing Wufeng, now focused on stabilizing the formation, called out.

Lan Changʼan did not back down, recognizing that the Stoneheart Dragon’s current burst of strength was temporary.

He commanded his fourth-rank puppet, the green-armored man, to expand into a ten-zhang-tall form and engage the dragon head-on.

The green-armored puppet’s eye sockets flared with ghostly green flames, reflecting calculated intelligence.

It contained the consciousness of Puppet Master Wei, so Lan Changʼan did not need to personally control it.

Enveloped in a storm of cyan steel energy, the puppet displayed remarkable agility, leaping onto the dragon’s back, its iron-hard arms swinging down with immense force.

If this were a one-on-one fight, even a fourth-rank puppet would stand no chance against the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon.

But now, the dragon was trapped in a formation and besieged from multiple sides.

Lan Changʼan took out the superior-grade braided rope lightning magical treasure, a braided thunder rope, which crackled with blue lightning, extending into a dozen-zhang-long whip.

With a flash, the thunder whip coiled around the dragon’s neck.

Lan Changʼan had already consumed a strength-enhancing secret pill, his magical power skyrocketing to the limit of the Core Formation stage.

As a cultivator of both body and qi, he could not only channel his magic into the whip but also physically reinforce it with sheer strength.

This superior-grade trapping magical treasure was durable—there was no fear of it snapping under pressure.

Zzzzt—

Black smoke rose from the Stoneheart Dragon’s scales, as the demonic energy within it was countered by the lightning’s purifying force.

Roooaaar!

The dragon’s massive body twisted violently, unleashing a hurricane of black-and-yellow demonic wind, attempting to throw off both Lan Changʼan and his puppet.

Fortunately, the strength of Lan Changʼan and the puppet had improved from back then.

Within just a few seconds—

Lan Changʼan’s hands trembled from the force, and even with the fourth-rank puppet’s assistance, they still couldn’t completely suppress the Stoneheart Dragon’s berserk power.

“Well done!”

At this moment, Jing Wufeng re-stabilized the formation, weaving new transparent silver silk threads into a dense, invisible net, constraining the dragon’s abdomen and limbs.

Lan Changʼan felt the strain on his hands lessen, the numb pain easing slightly.

With their combined efforts, they fully restrained the dragon’s head and torso—but its tail remained free.

Lan Changʼan redirected this part of the battle to his spirit beasts—the Earth Burrowing Rat and Profound Water Turtle.

“Squeak!”

The Earth Burrowing Rat’s fur bristled, its body swelling to two zhang in size, its crystalline yellow stone aura intensifying.

It darted behind the dragon, wielding a newly forged iron chain crafted by Lan Changʼan.

Determined to earn its chance at transformation, the Earth Burrowing Rat burned its vital essence, briefly boosting its strength to match that of a quasi-fourth-rank puppet.

The Profound Water Turtle, meanwhile, stayed at a safe distance, its head retracted into its shell, as it cast its mutated Heavy Water Divine Ability spell.

Pop!

A series of dense, heavy water orbs fused in mid-air, forming a dark, cold ring of water, coiling around the Stoneheart Dragon’s tail.

The Profound Water Turtle, having absorbed far more innate turbid qi, had developed a powerful corrosive water ability.

Due to the huge cultivation gap, its techniques couldn’t directly harm the Stoneheart Dragon, but they provided crucial support for the Earth Burrowing Rat.

And since it remained within its shell, Lan Changʼan wasn’t worried about it being instantly killed by a stray attack.

With a bloodline that reached heaven-grade, the Profound Water Turtle’s shell was as durable as the peak third-rank Earth Burrowing Rat’s flesh, and its resistance to spells was even greater.

Lan Changʼan had once considered using its shell to craft a divination artifact but abandoned the idea due to its insufficient age.

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“Fellow Daoist Xiang, maintain this state and keep it suppressed!”

Seeing the situation under control, Jing Wufeng relaxed slightly, occasionally striking the dragon’s weak points with the Voidless Blade.

Unfortunately, the Stoneheart Dragon reacted swiftly, keeping its eyes tightly shut, preventing a critical hit.

With the support of the fourth-rank formation, the two cultivators, puppets, and spirit beasts had completely restrained the dragon’s movements.

Its head, torso, and tail were all controlled with clear coordination.

“This should be stable. We just need to be wary of its counterattack methods…”

Lan Changʼan muttered after a moment of silence.

Just as he spoke, disaster struck.

The Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon, its yellow crystalline eyes brimming with killing intent, flashed with an eerie light.

Deep within its body, its Stoneheart and Essence Spirit Core surged, emitting an ominous pulse.

Zwoosh!

Its glowing eyes locked onto Jing Wufeng, sending a chilling stiffness from his mind to his entire body.

“No! It actually comprehended…”

Jing Wufeng’s heart skipped a beat, an indescribable petrification force flooding through him.

Whoosh!

Amidst the black-and-yellow demonic storm, Jing Wufeng’s green-robed figure froze, his body rapidly turning to stone!

“Petrification Divine Ability!”

At the same time, an overwhelming sense of doom engulfed Lan Changʼan.

Before he could react, the Stoneheart Dragon turned its head, unleashing a deep yellow dragon flame, shooting straight at Lan Changʼan.

It was too close—too fast!

Even though Lan Changʼan had remained on guard, there was no time to dodge.

Whoosh!

The dark yellow dragon flame, infused with the Stoneheart Dragon’s essence fire, possessed lethal power beyond its level—enough that an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator couldnʼt block it.

Without hesitation, Lan Changʼan unleashed two long-prepared fourth-rank treasure talismans from his sleeve!