C1388 The Problem in front of Him

Atop the Dragon Slaying Stage, Yu Yuan's smile was easy and carefree, yet his eyes and the words he spoke were brimming with unbridled arrogance.

With his black hair billowing, he showed no signs of dejection or loss after parting with the Divine Sword, remaining spirited and full of vigor.

Although he had only recently advanced to the Solar Spirit, to those gathered, he seemed to stand on equal footing with Alonso, the tenth level Golden Shura, in both status and formidable combat prowess.

His demeanor towards Alonso was one of haughty indifference, as if he considered Alonso beneath his notice.

"The original one is slowly awakening. Some things in his core are eternal."

Tian Zang observed Yu Yuan closely, noting his subtle gestures and the aura he exuded, pondering to himself.

Tian Zang had an inkling that Yu Yuan, having successfully forged his Solar Spirit after the Lunar Spirit, was drawing ever closer to a true awakening.

Lunar Spirit, Solar Spirit, and then the primordial spirit – a gradual awakening, a step-by-step return.

Tian Zang was acutely aware that with each breakthrough Yu Yuan achieved, he inched closer to the true essence of the Dragon Slaying Stage. Once his dominant soul evolved into the primordial spirit, the memories, vast knowledge, and the accumulation of power and soul structure from tens of thousands of years would surge forth.

In that moment, the wisdom and experiences from Yu Yuan's three lifetimes would fuse, propelling him back to his zenith.

Moreover, it was possible that he could surpass the achievements of the first dragon slayer, pushing his combat prowess and understanding of the Star River even further.

"How exciting..."

Longing shone in Tian Zang's eyes. He, too, yearned to witness the true return, to see Boulderdawn raise its battle standard once more, seeking retribution against the Primordial Spirits and Dark Deities of the Everlands' five great powers.

"Alonso..."

A smirk of contempt played on Yu Yuan's lips. "You're quite selfish. Had you taken up arms and fought when the Abyssal Leviathan struck that star, any injury to it would have drawn its frenzied focus to you. You could have led it away, sparing the realm's most vital star from destruction."

"Had that star remained intact, the demise of the Glimmerdrift Nebula could have been halted."

Yu Yuan shook his head and spoke again, "The snow bear made its choice, and you made yours. Your decision doomed that star and the entire Glimmerdrift Nebula. Thus, the annihilation and silent death of this astral domain are your doing, Alonso!"

His words, amplified by the power of the Dragon Slaying Stage, resonated throughout the collapsing Star River.

The surviving Shura warriors, who had reached the eighth level, might even hear his proclamation from the distant reaches of space.

He was speaking to everyone!

"It's just as you say."

Mo Baichuan of the Sunlit Order watched Yue Mu carry Du Yuan on his back, using streams of sword light to extract the silver vital energy from Du Yuan's flesh. He then tossed a crimson pill to Yue Mu.

Subsequently, Mo Baichuan descended gracefully before Alonso.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Nine differently colored "suns" emerged behind Mo Baichuan. He appeared as a deity of fire, wielding dominion over the sun, volcanoes, Earthfire, and a multitude of celestial fire meteors.

Countless flame inscriptions swarmed within the nine "suns" like a myriad of gnats.

The mysteries of fire he had mastered radiated from each "sun."

"I am Mo Baichuan."

With a sharp cry, he suddenly dropped to Alonso's level.

Where he stood, the silvery seabed rock seemed to dissolve under the intense heat of the blazing flame energy, producing a dense fog and rivulets of liquid.

The Lord of Mount Solarian, provoked by Ji Ningshuang's injury, Du Yuan's near-death experience, and Alonso's sealing of the Wintermaw with his golden blood, was now thoroughly enraged.

"Please, allow me to witness the full splendor of your golden blood!"

Boom!

Mo Baichuan summoned his Divine Visage, a towering fiery red silhouette that stood amidst the nine "suns."

Inside the Divine Visage, the fire magic roared, and each acupoint and little world, like separate realms of forbidden fire, erupted with flames and magma that threatened to scorch the heavens.

The nine "suns" subtly transformed, occasionally morphing into towering mountains of divine flame.

Carved into the mountainsides were countless pathways like fiery streams, illustrating the Way of Heaven. Mo Baichuan, the reclusive Lord of the Sunlit Order, now openly defied Alonso's threats in the soon-to-be-destroyed Glimmerdrift Nebula. Unfazed by the damage to the Wintermaw, he launched a decisive attack!

Everyone, including Yu Yuan, was taken aback by his actions, struggling to grasp what had just happened.

Jun Chen was present, Tian Zang was there, the white crane was also there, and the Dire Bear hadn't rushed to take a stand, while Yu Yuan continued to taunt Alonso...

Then, out of nowhere, he fearlessly lunged at Alonso. What was going on?

"You haven't even reached the peak of the Unbound Realm, and you dare strike at me?"

Alonso bellowed in fury.

Thousands of golden and silver streams burst forth from the ice rock beneath his feet, mingling with his vital energy. They surged into Mo Baichuan's imposing Divine Visage, entering the realm encircled by nine "suns" and clashed with the fire magic Mo Baichuan was mastering, as well as the myriad of intricate blazing flame energies in the universe.

"Find a chance to break free from Wintermaw!"

Mo Baichuan's whispered intent gently emanated from Yu Yuan's lower elixir field.

Yu Yuan was taken aback but quickly realized that the fire treasure he had previously received from Mo Baichuan contained a faint remnant soul, which could act as a conduit for this message.

Upon hearing his voice, Yu Yuan also understood that Mo Baichuan's brashness was a ploy to provoke Alonso, to engage him in battle without giving him time to think.

This was to buy Yu Yuan time to find a way to break the seal of the golden blood and unearth an opportunity to escape from Wintermaw.

Mo Baichuan's actions were also meant to create an opportunity for the Everlands and to ensure the Wintermaw remained intact.

"You really went to great lengths. But I must say, I didn't expect you, Baibai, to be that powerful."

Yu Yuan's thoughts resonated within his own Golden Sanctum. He wasn't sure if Mo Baichuan could hear him, but he spoke his mind regardless.

After reflecting, he turned his attention to the Wintermaw, buried beneath Alonso's golden blood.

Even with the Dragon Slaying Stage at his disposal, he couldn't penetrate the veil of golden blood to see the state of Wintermaw.

The golden glow, like a golden bowl, covered the rocky terrain.

Yu Yuan could only sense the presence of spatial tremors and the icy dragon's breath wafting from beneath the golden radiance.

These spatial tremors and the icy dragon's breath shared the same origin as the Chronowyrm and the frost wyrm hidden within the Dragon Slaying Stage, likely forged by the power of two Dragon Gods.

Alonso believes that after the Abyssal Leviathan's frenzy, he now stands as the preeminent force at the first level of combat prowess within the Glimmerdrift Nebula. Does he really think that with his golden blood, no one can break the seal he's placed on the Wintermaw?

Yu Yuan ignored the clash between Mo Baichuan and Alonso, focusing all his attention on the golden radiance.

Jun Chen, alongside Tian Zang, alternated his gaze between the two combatants and the golden light.

At that moment, everyone shared a unified goal: to seize the opportunity while Mo Baichuan was entangled with Alonso and secure the Wintermaw intact.

"Are we confident?" Zhou You asked, his face grave as he leaned in close to Jun Chen.

Jun Chen shook his head, his expression solemn. His hand, clutching the bamboo flute, was already aglow with celestial light. "Breaking through Alonso's golden blood is something both Tian Zang and I can manage. The real challenge lies in Alonso's intimate knowledge of the Wintermaw, as the Frost Well's creation once drew from its intricate principles."

"The instant his golden blood is breached, it could trigger the Wintermaw's destruction."

"Alonso's confidence stems from his deep understanding of the Wintermaw, which emboldens him to threaten us. After all, destruction is far simpler than reconstruction," Jun Chen said with a hint of resignation.

Tian Zang nodded in agreement. "He could effortlessly obliterate the Wintermaw. His golden blood is imbued with his soul's consciousness. If the golden blood within a barrier is ruptured, the psionic power within his blood could warp the arcane circle concealed within the Wintermaw, leading to its catastrophic rupture."

"Only by isolating his golden blood from the Wintermaw can we ensure it remains unscathed after the seal is broken."

Tian Zang's expression mirrored Jun Chen's helplessness as he spoke.

"Mo Baichuan can't hold out much longer," White Crane interjected urgently.

The group's eyes immediately turned to Yu Yuan.

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