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Ah'Bao coldly looked at the surrounding cultivators, especially the three people from the Qian Yun Sect. He summoned his Scarlet Flame, only to see a red shadow flying at an extremely fast speed, stopping after a few rounds by Ah'Bao's Zhou Wei.

"What is this?"

Ah'Bao's lips curved up in a cold smile, "This is a treasure. Whoever wants it, just come up and take it."

Looking at Chi Yan, Han Zi Yu's heart was filled with greed. Back in the Sky Dragon Sect, he had read about the history of the Sky Dragon Sect and understood the history of the sect. Suddenly, an idea popped into Han Zi Yu's mind. Every time the secret realm opened, the people who entered would not be able to find Sage Celestial Dragon's remains. The dragon scale fruit was guarded by the demon beasts, making the entire secret realm a place where the demon beast's cave was the most dangerous place, and every time the secret realm opened, some brave cultivators would enter the inner circle, but they would absolutely not enter the demon beast cave. For the past ten thousand years, no one had found Sage Tianlong's remains, which meant that Sage Tianlong's remains were most likely within the cave, and it should be at the bottom of the lake.

"Liu Yibao, is there any vestiges of my ancestor, Daoist Master Tianlong, inside this black hole?"

The ancestor of the Heavenly Dragon Sect was an existence that had entered the Immortal Realm. If there really was a remnant of Daoist Tian Long in the black hole, then there was a high chance that he would receive Daoist Tian Long's teachings. Han Zi Yu guessed boldly, and was able to guess correctly.

Looking at Han Zi Yu, at that time when Han Zi Yu was surrounded by the people from the Qianyun Sect, if he didn't personally step forward, then Han Zi Yu would probably be injured even if he didn't die. Looking at Han Zi Yu, at that time when Han Zi Yu was surrounded by the people from the Qianyun Sect, if he didn't step forward, Han Zi Yu might be injured even if he didn't die.

The Dragonscale Fruit was about to mature, and he would offend everyone here sooner or later. He might as well take advantage of the fact that the Dragonscale Fruit was not ripe yet and establish his might.

"Shameless boasting. A brat who's still wet behind the ears dares to boast like that. I'll let you have a taste of Grandfather Qin's power."

Qin Shang jumped up and his flying sword flew out, bringing along a sword radiance with it. Its power was astonishing, and all the cultivators present were astonished. Qin Shang was a direct descendant of the Qin family. He was one of the leading figures of the younger generation of the Qin family, and the flying sword in his hand was a high-grade magical equipment with astonishing might.

With a wave of his Scarlet Flame Sword, he conjured a scorching red light, which shattered Qin Shang's sword light. Then, with Ah'Bao borrowing the force of the blow, the scarlet flame spread out once again, creating a scorching wave of heat that startled all the cultivators watching the battle. The scorching aura of the scarlet flames even caused them to have difficulty breathing, and as the sword light swept over the surface of the lake, the water on the surface also released a magnetic sound.

Qin Shang's complexion changed. The power of the Qin's sword art was boundless, but the sword attack just now was easily neutralized by Ah'Bao. After that, Qin Shang made a dozen hand seals and raised his sword to meet Ah'Bao's attack.

"Ding..." Ding... "Ding..."

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged several blows. Each time they collided, Qin Shang was secretly surprised. Ah'Bao's strength was very strong. Under the high temperature of the Scarlet Flame Sword, Qin Shang's arm felt slightly numb as the blood in his body surged.

"Wow …"

Seeing that the Dragon-scaled Fruit was about to ripen, he had no choice but to retreat to the side. If he lost the ability to fight, what could he use to fight for it? This time, among the two Qin Clan members, the other one was at the peak of the Invigorated Meridian Realm.

Ah'Bao stood by the lakeside, holding the Scarlet Flame in his hand. Unknowingly, he looked like a sovereign descending to the world, filled with a domineering aura.

"Who else can't accept this? "Just come and fight."

"Hmph, Luo Ao from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect."

"Swoosh …"

With a flash, Luo Ao's flying sword flew out, a green flying sword became a beam of sword light, revolving quickly around Luo Ao, with every turn, Luo Ao's aura increased, suddenly, the sword light became 2, 2, 4, 4, 8.

Ah'Bao's eyes narrowed. This Luo Ao's sword art was extremely similar to Li Gu's sub-sword art. However, this Luo Ao's sword art was actually able to strengthen his own aura. And judging from his aura, this Luo Ao's eight sword lights were all real.

Wang Yun was shocked: "This is the Ten Thousand Swords Technique. The sect's most powerful technique is also an extremely difficult technique to master, but this Luo Ao actually managed to learn it."

The Myriad Sword Sect's Myriad Sword Technique was said to have reached perfection. It could control ten thousand swords and control ten thousand swords. What kind of power was that?

Han Ziyu was also extremely shocked as he said, "This Myriad Sword Technique's power is limitless. It's said that once it has been refined to mastery, it can transform one's own magic treasure into tens of thousands of clones. Furthermore, these clones formed from the illusions are all physical, and completely have the same power as the magic treasure itself."

"This magic treasure in Luo Ao's hands is also a high-grade magic treasure. These eight sword lights all have the power of a high-grade magic treasure. It seems like this Liu Yibao will fall into Luo Ao's hands."

Han Zi Yu thought to himself, "Not good, if Liu Yibao fell at Luo Ao's hands, wouldn't that mean that Taoist Sky Dragon's remains would be taken away by the Myriad Sword Sect?"

The Dragon Scale Fruit was about to ripen, and preserving one's strength was the last resort. As for the remnants of Sage Longzhen, when Ah'Bao left, it would not be too late to take them back. After all, in the sect, many things were easily taken care of.

"Whoosh …" Whoosh … "Swish …" Luo Ao let out a loud shout, and three sword lights flew out, attacking Po from three different angles. Ah'Bao's expression changed. His Scarlet Flame flew out at an extremely fast speed, blocking two sword lights. However, there was one that was heading straight for Ah'Bao's face.

Helpless, Ah'Bao could only use his own hands to receive the blow and cultivate the Reverse Dragon Technique. Although he was at the first level, Ah'Bao's body was just like a magic tool, incomparably hard.

"Jin Jiang..."

A metallic sound rang out, and the third sword ray stopped a few millimeters away from Ah'Bao's face. Luo Ao smiled confidently. The power of this Myriad Sword Technique was extraordinary. Po had blocked two of them, but the third one …

Suddenly, Luo Ao's expression froze, that third blade light actually stopped right in front of him.

"What's going on?"

Luo Ao suddenly realized that this third sword light was no longer under his control. He was standing right in front of Ah'Bao, so he didn't see him catch the sword light with his hands. But the other cultivators could see everything clearly.

"Monster, monster …"

Suddenly, an Invigorated Meridian Realm cultivator exclaimed. The cultivator who was not shocked was able to receive the sword light with a high-grade magic tool's power with his bare hands? How strong must one be to be able to do that? Even a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator would not dare to receive Luo Ao's sword light with his bare hands, but Ah'Bao could.