Feng Lie absolutely would not allow this to happen; the inheritance of the Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon belongs to the Ancestral Dragon Temple!
It must never be touched by outsiders!
"Cloud Smoke Swallowing Demon Slash!"
Feng Lie shouted forcefully, wielding his blade fiercely. In the sky, winds rose and clouds surged, countless smoke clouds gathered on the Immortal Trapping Demon Blade, transforming into countless grimacing demon faces, viciously devouring towards Ye Chen and Yan Kun.
He didn't want to get entangled with Ye Chen; he just wanted to drive them away and quickly reach the mountain peak to stop the ceremony.
"Dao Seal, break!"
"Thirty-Three Heavenly Hongmeng Technique, Eternal Night Demon Heaven!"
Ye Chen swung the Slaughter Sword, and the dark source talisman on its blade erupted madly.
Threads of pitch-black aura swiftly shrouded the heavens and earth.
In an instant, the world fell into absolute darkness, not a glimmer of light could be seen.
"Damn it!"
