In mid-air.
Lu Yuan's body radiated with golden light, surrounded by three-colored divine fire.
From afar, he resembled a Dragon-Slaying Buddha Venerable descending upon the world, with an incredibly terrifying aura, no weaker than a Celestial Destiny Great Power.
"I didn't expect your talent to be so monstrous, able to barehandedly withstand the True Dragon Remains."
"No wonder Han Qingxuan was willing to go to war with the Supreme Profound Sect just to protect you. If you were a disciple of our Supreme Profound Sect, perhaps I would do the same."
The Taixuan Sect Ancestor chuckled strangely, but there was a hint of undisguisable jealousy deep in his eyes.
It should be known that he had painstakingly cultivated for hundreds of years, enduring countless hardships and trials, and in the end, did not hesitate to fall into the Demonic Dao, using the blood sacrifice of all Supreme Profound Sect disciples.
