Fang Yu's figure rapidly plummeted.

With a boom, he landed on the ground, forcibly imprinting a pair of footprints onto the earth.

"Mandala, second form! Heavenly Gang Gold Needle!"

The Dragon Roar Sword suddenly transformed.

It took the shape of a golden needle, resplendent and brilliant.

"Taixuan Finger Technique!"

With the burst of Primordial Qi, pure Primordial Qi, combined with the finger technique, he shot out the Heavenly Gang Gold Needle.

Whoosh!

A flash of golden light.

Bang!

The golden needle struck exactly where Fang Yu had previously stabbed with his sword.

Ow—

The Lizard Dragon writhed painfully in the air, continuously twisting.

Its wings flapped chaotically.

Its entire body began to plummet.

With a loud crash, the dragon fell to the ground.

Dust flew up!

Fang Yu had survived in this Secret Realm for a sexagenary cycle, which is sixty years, and every day involved a fight that kicked up dust. He had grown used to such scenes. He looked dusty-faced every day.

Thus—

Fang Yu directly sprinted forward.

As the saying goes, a fallen tiger is bullied by dogs!

A dragon fallen to the ground is trampled upon!

And it needed to be trampled hard!

"Come back!"

The Heavenly Gang Gold Needle returned to Fang Yu's hand.

Fang Yu knew that this move, the Heavenly Gang Gold Needle, had only caused it pain and could not inflict a fatal wound.

"Dragon Roar Sword!"

The Heavenly Gang Gold Needle transformed back into the form of a sword.

"Holy Clothes retreat!"

All the Dragon Trace Sacred Armor retracted.

An astonishing scene unfolded.

The dragon was no longer splitting into smaller dragons.

Instead, it took on a massive form, encircling the Dragon Roar Sword!

Fang Yu held the Dragon Roar Sword, raising it at a 45-degree angle to the sky!

This posture was domineering and handsome.

His feet stomped on the earth, bang bang bang!

"Super Large Sumeru Sword Technique!"

"Octave!"

Fang Yu wielded the Dragon Roar Sword.

Ow—

Under the blessing of the Divine Dragon.

The Super Large Sumeru Sword Technique became even more enormous.

Its momentum was majestic.

Directly ahead, the entire area was covered by the huge sword shadow.

It looked incredibly terrifying.

Speaking of which, this Super Large Sumeru Sword Technique was also remembered by Fang Yu after receiving the memories of the Dragon Emperor.

Its method of execution was very different from the Great Sumeru Sword Technique.

The Super Large Sumeru Sword Technique requires a high amount of Primordial Qi, one use consumes more than half of the body's Primordial Qi.

Over these sixty years of storage and cultivation.

Fang Yu had expanded the meridians and every corner of his body to their limits.

It could be said that every part of his body stored Primordial Qi.

Even so.

This Eighth Layer Super Large Sumeru Sword Technique consumed one-third of his Primordial Qi.

One move unleashed.

Power like the changing of seas and fields.

Boom—

Dust splattered.

Completely obstructing the view.

With a loud dragon roar that was deafening.

Everything was covered by the dragon's agonized scream.

A sky full of dust!

As Fang Yu slashed with his sword.

Unexpectedly, the huge energy released from the dragon's body also blasted him away.

This backflying, took him away from the explosive area.

Forming a perfect parabola in the air, he then fell to the ground.

Boom!

Fang Yu smacked onto the ground.

Covered in dust and dirt.

Cough cough.

Cough cough cough...

His blood and Qi roiling.

The Dragon Roar Sword fell beside him.

After coughing a few times, Fang Yu clutched his aching chest.

Almost spat out blood.

"...That was close!"

Fang Yu stood up, dusting off his body, "Thankfully, this is in the Secret Realm. If it were outside, wouldn't it completely ruin my handsome and dashing image?"

His hair had grown quite a bit longer.

Fang Yu sighed, grabbing the Dragon Roar Sword and cutting off the longer part.

"Don't move! I'm really pissed off right now, believe it or not, I might just pee on you," Fang Yu glared and said.

The Dragon Roar Sword became much more obedient.

"I know you're excited... it's just killing a dragon, but don't forget, we've been in this Secret Realm for sixty years... I wonder what the outside world is like now. If there was a mistake in the phone's calculation, and sixty years have passed outside as well. That would be terrible... My once beautiful wife would have aged long ago... not to mention those nurses and beauties who secretly loved me, each aging, my heart feels uneasy!"

The Dragon Roar Sword isn't human.

If it were human, it would surely be vomiting endlessly.

Fang Yu struggled to get up.

If an old friend were with Fang Yu, they would feel that Fang Yu's personality, just like before, had recovered.

It was because, for these sixty years, daily rigorous training had completely grinded away the Dragon Emperor's part that was filled with slaughter.

To stabilize his mind.

During these sixty years, Fang Yu practiced the Breathing Divine Dragon Technique Third Layer every day.

Repeatedly.

The Third Layer of Divine Dragon Technique focuses on cultivating the heart.

This kept his temperament from aging.

Otherwise...

Once out, appearing like an old geezer, how would he communicate with his wife?

The dust settled.

The black clouds also dispersed.

The vines climbed along the withered tree into the sky, forming a dragon nest.

Fang Yu coughed a few times before heading towards where the dragon had fallen.

"So ruthless... Luckily, I'm tough."

He reached the spot.

On closer inspection.

The Lizard Dragon was ripped open.

Split into two halves.

Spanning several tens of meters.

"Tsk tsk tsk... this is genuinely dragon meat. Too bad it's too rough and not suitable for me to eat."

Buzz—

"What? Don't tell me you're interested in this."

Buzz Buzz—

"Alright, alright! Divine Dragon, come out!"

Ao.

The moment the Divine Dragon Beast appeared, it directly pounced on the pile of dragon meat.

Although it was in the form of Primordial Qi, the way it devoured the dragon meat was no different from any normal creature.

Soon, the Divine Dragon Beast had eaten all of that dragon meat!

Fang Yu stared dumbfounded and was secretly astonished.

"This damn thing, if it ate this much stuff outside, I couldn't afford to keep you."

The moment it finished eating.

Plop—

A round, dark Core rolled out.

"Eh? What's this?"

Fang Yu picked it up.

It looked a bit like a walnut.

"Could this be the so-called Demon Beast Core in the West? Easterners say that when a certain animal cultivates to a certain Realm, it will possess an inner core. The West calls it a Core... It seems, this thing is its Core."

Fang Yu was excited.

"Eating it, I wonder how much it could enhance my Cultivation."

Without hesitation, Fang Yu swallowed the Core.

Gulp.

"I don't feel anything...."

Fang Yu suspiciously patted his stomach.

"Forget it, let's find the exit."

"Return!"

The Divine Dragon disappeared.

Fang Yu picked up the Dragon Roar Sword and walked towards the place with the vines.

Passing through the dense area of vines.

He finally saw a green vortex.

Just like the entrance he saw initially.

Fang Yu was extremely excited...

"Finally found you... Sixty years! Worth it!"

"According to calculation, five days should have passed in the outside world! I hope it's not too late!"

From the beginning to the end, Fang Yu was concerned about the battle at Tiandu Mountain.

Ziwei's strength was too strong.

Without him.

The side of Ye Wenjun, bound to lose.

So...

To say he wasn't eager to return would be a lie.

Fang Yu was more eager than anyone.

Without a second word, Fang Yu stepped into the vortex...

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