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Chapter 510 Dragon Blood and Profound Yellow (8,000 words)
There weren't many spectators at this match.

Murong Zunlong's side included Murong You and several of his retainers.

On the side of the Purification Division, there were Ma Tianshou, Yan Lao, Xiang Qinghuai, and several other law enforcement officers and inspectors.

In just a few rounds, Murong Zunlong's scales were shattered and he fell heavily to the ground, looking at Qinghuai and the others with a mocking expression: Is that all?

I thought you'd be different from those arrogant hooligans out there.

It can hold out a little longer.

So it turns out they were just as vulnerable.

Ma Tianshou lowered his voice—but just enough for Murong You and the others to hear clearly: "You bunch of frogs in a well, you've never left Southern Jiaozhi—it's not that Murong Zunlong is too weak, but that Xu Yuan is too strong."

Murong You glanced at Ma Tianshou. This old man, at his age, still acts like a shrew from the marketplace, making veiled accusations!
How utterly despicable! This "frog in a well" isn't referring to his subordinates, it's clearly a description of our young master!
Murong You said with unusual certainty, "It's not over yet."

As if to save face for his subordinate, Murong You had barely finished speaking when a tall figure stood up on the training ground.

Murong You said proudly, "Congratulations everyone, you will have the honor of meeting a serious Murong Gongzi!"

Ma Tianshou and Xiang Qinghuai dared not speak anymore, and both stared intently at the training ground.

……

Not long ago, Princess Ruicheng, accompanied by Mr. Wenqi, secretly entered the Southern Office of Jiaozhi in plain clothes.

We arrived at a three-story wooden building.

From here, you can see exactly what's happening on the drill ground.

Mr. Wenqi was carrying a gourd of wine.

He had a cynical attitude.

He enjoys drinking alcohol and eating meat, but he doesn't like strong liquor.

For example, Erguotou and Shuangzheng are spicy and pungent, what's so good about them?
His favorite was the yellow wine brewed in Jiangnan, Zhengzhou.

Rich and aromatic, with a smooth finish.

Moreover, while Mr. Wenqi gets drunk after half a jin of strong liquor, he can drink several jugs of yellow wine.

Xu Yuan defeated Murong Zunlong in just a few moves, sending him sprawling to the ground. His Highness clapped his hands and cheered, "Well done! I knew A-Yuan would defeat all his competitors!"

But not long after, Murong Zunlong was seen standing up again.

Her Highness's pretty face immediately turned cold, and she said angrily, "Why did he stand up again? Can't he just admit defeat? Can't he give A-Yuan a break?"

Mr. Wenqi glanced at her and said whatever came to mind: "People from the Hualong family all have a bad habit."

They all liked to prove that their cultivation in the "Dragon Transformation Technique" was extremely strong.

Therefore, whenever they face an enemy, they like to use the Dragon Transformation Technique to spar with their opponent right away.

Only when the Dragon Transformation Technique proves ineffective will they resort to other methods—such as crafting artifacts.

As Mr. Wenqi said this, four more arms suddenly stretched out from under the tall figure on the training ground!

Murong Zunlong is currently in a six-armed state.

It's not a mechanical arm, but a real, flesh-and-blood arm.

But this is not trickery, it is craftsmanship.

Each of these four newly formed arms holds a high-quality craftsmanship item.

They are: bell, banner, mirror, and cage.

His own arms were used to control the moon blade with one hand and the dragon ball with the other.

In addition, a drop of Xuanhuang dragon blood appeared between his eyebrows!
The moment this drop of blood appeared, Xu Yuan's "manipulation" became ineffective.

This drop of dragon blood is Murong Zunlong's greatest reliance.

Three years ago, when the dragon first entered his dream, this drop of dragon blood had been floating in his dream ever since.

Every night he could clearly see dragon blood in his dreams.

It wasn't until recently, when he was promoted to the fourth rank, that he was able to truly come into contact with this drop of dragon blood.

He knew this was a favor bestowed upon him by His Majesty the Dragon King of the Grand Canal!
I, Murong Zunlong, am the man chosen by the Dragon King of the Grand Canal!
Murong Zunlong, in his strongest form, walked step by step toward Xu Yuan.

The long dragon tail dragged and swayed on the ground behind it.

The craftsman's new arm holds up four crafts.

His face was cold and indifferent.

Murong You, who was watching the battle from a distance, was excited and said loudly, "These four crafts of my young master have been treasured by the family for many years. Even though my young master has been promoted to the fourth rank, the family is willing to give them to him to use."

He explained one by one: "This first artifact is called the Divine Bell. When the bell rings, the soul shakes. Even the most powerful cultivators will have their three souls and seven spirits mixed together by the shaking. Their bodies will be intact, but their souls will turn into chaos!"

Murong Zunlong raised the "Shaking Bell" and shook it at Xu Yuan.

"Ring ring ring..."

Murong You immediately said in a deep voice, "Step back a bit, the impact of this artifact is extremely widespread!"

He first took a large step back several feet, reaching the edge of the training ground.

Ma Tianshou and his companions were skeptical, but they still took a few steps back.

When Xu Yuan saw a bell among Murong Zunlong's artifacts, he had already retrieved the sword pellet, transforming it into a longsword held horizontally in his hand.

Generally, bell-shaped artifacts have only a few uses.

As the bell rang, Xu Yuan also flicked his sword.

"Ding ding ding..."

The two sound waves intertwined and pulled each other in the void.

Murong Zunlong wanted to shake it a second time, but the magic bell in his hand exploded with a bang!
Fragments shot out, some of which hit him directly!

Fortunately, his dragon scales had strong defensive capabilities, which deflected the fragments.

However, Xu Yuan's flicking sword sound pierced his mind, and Murong Zunlong immediately felt his soul being torn apart, almost kneeling down in pain.

At the critical moment, the dragon blood between his brows spun like a yin-yang symbol, and a powerful force protected his soul, sending a clear and cool sensation into it. He swayed but finally regained his footing and did not embarrass himself again.

Only then could Murong Zunlong think: My Divine Bell was destroyed in just one round?!

His craftsman's arm, his hand, had been completely blown apart.

Several fragments of the magic bell were stuck in his arm!
This craftsman's arm, however, was not protected by dragon scales.

Ma Tianshou and the others stood with Murong You, who solemnly urged everyone to stay back and not be hurt by the aftershocks.

Now, everyone in the Exorcism Division is looking at Murong You.

Murong You was extremely embarrassed, avoiding those gazes and looking straight at the battlefield.

Then I saw my young master raise the banner again.

Murong You's expression brightened, and he said, "This is a fourth-rate craftsmanship piece made by a master craftsman who hired us. It was made using a soul-summoning banner that was left over from hundreds of years ago as the main material. It is called the Bridge to the Underworld!"
Its power is comparable to the legendary Ten Thousand Souls Banner!
It contains hundreds of ghost soldiers; even a fourth-rate divine cultivator could not control so many ghost soldiers!
Moreover, the family spent a great deal of resources to transform these ghost soldiers into an elite force!
It is a true weapon of war.

Murong Zunlong waved the banner, and a chilling wind and ghostly aura surged forth—hundreds of ferocious ghost soldiers, with blood-red eyes, clad in armor, wielding sharp blades, and fueled by black fire beneath their feet, charged out.

Murong You's description of this artifact as a "powerful weapon for battle" was not an exaggeration.

After releasing the ghostly soldiers, the banner revealed several miniature formations.

Fish scale formation, crescent moon formation, arrowhead formation, crane wing formation, wild goose formation, and so on.

Murong Zunlong touched a certain image, and that image shone brightly, causing the hundreds of elite Yin soldiers to form a formation to fight the enemy.

Different formations are used to deal with different opponents.

Ma Tianshou and the others had seen many artifacts capable of raising ghost soldiers, but they had never seen such elite ghost soldiers who could also form formations, so their expressions became serious.

Xu Yuan looked up—without even looking closely, he only saw “waves of yin energy”. Alright, he threw the Ten Thousand Souls Cloth out.

As soon as the handkerchief appeared, it spun rapidly and flew high into the sky, suddenly transforming into an endless expanse. When it fell down, a torrent of yin energy covered everything!
Murong Zunlong's "Bridge to the Underworld" is formed by a formation of ghost soldiers, which is like a bridgehead in the mortal world.

Xu Yuan's Ten Thousand Souls Cloak directly transformed this part of the mortal realm into the underworld!
This elite army of ghost soldiers was instantly thrown into a daze by the Ten Thousand Souls Cloak, unable to distinguish east from west, north from south, up from down, left from right.

All I saw was boundless darkness.

The three-headed demon, accompanied by a group of ghost soldiers, lurked in the darkness, occasionally bursting out to drag several ghost soldiers out of formation, tearing them apart and devouring them.

In the distance, Ma Tianshou and the others looked at Murong You together.

The battle seemed to be still undecided, but Xu Yuan's Myriad Souls Cloak completely covered the Bridge to the Underworld.

Look at Murong Zunlong, his arms are shaking the Bridge to the Underworld with all his might.

But no one, including himself, could see the Bridge to the Underworld clearly.

This artifact has been completely submerged under the Wanhunfa cloth.

Murong Zunlong's hand, which was adorned with artifacts, was enveloped in thick, dark darkness.

Need I say more about the result?
Murong You was speechless once again.

He was also puzzled: Is this guy surnamed Xu here specifically to restrain my young master?
These two powerful artifacts are formidable weapons against anyone else.

How come Xu Yuan happens to have two crafts that are slightly better than his?

Murong You was unaware that both the sword pellet and the Ten Thousand Souls Handkerchief were far superior to Murong Zunlong's craftsmanship.

But Murong You quickly cheered up again.

Because his young master has already raised the third craftsman's object, a bronze mirror—this time he will surely turn the tide!

Prior to this, he had subconsciously overlooked his young master's second craftsman's arm, which had to be severed by himself because it could not withstand the erosion of the yin energy of the Ten Thousand Souls Cloak.

Although Ma Tianshou was old, he was always sharp-tongued and narrow-minded when facing enemies.

He glanced sideways at Murong You and asked, "Why don't you tell us about your young master's third incredibly powerful artifact?"

He had said it twice before, but Xu Yuan had suppressed him both times.

This time, Murong You really didn't want to talk about it.

But he was also annoyed, as the old man was clearly mocking him.

So what if we lose two battles?

We're looking at the final result.

He said bitterly, "This is the 'Mirror of Wisdom' that my young master obtained from a master in the Northwest."

Once you are reflected in this mirror, you can capture the 'self' you perceive in the mirror!
You have become a walking corpse. Although your soul and body are intact, you no longer know who you are.

My young master never uses this craftsman's tool lightly, but when he does, he is sure to achieve victory!

"You can all just wait to collect Xu Yuan's corpse!"

On the training ground, Murong Zunlong had already turned the "Mirror of Knowledge" around, and a thick, dark yellow light shone on Xu Yuan.

Murong Zunlong shouted, "Go!"

The crowd vaguely saw a dark shadow, as if it had flown out of Xu Yuan's body and entered the bronze mirror.

Murong Zunlong was overjoyed and turned to look at the Mirror of Wisdom in his hand.

A form slowly appeared in the ancient bronze mirror...

Murong Zunlong frowned deeply: What is this thing?!

The effects of this "Mirror of Knowledge" are bizarre.

It can capture the target's self-awareness.

Some people believe they are the best in the world, which leads to an extremely arrogant demeanor.

Some people believe they are incomparably handsome, which leads to the appearance of an exceptionally handsome face.

Some people believe they are exceptionally resilient, and that a stone figure will appear on a cliff, standing proudly against the wind and snow.

Some are eccentric, believing themselves to be foxes, black bears, or the like.

The strangest person Murong Zunlong had ever met was someone who thought he was a gourd.

This is nothing.

But when the Mirror of Knowledge looked at Xu Yuan, why did a continuous net appear in the mirror?
Moreover, this net is three-dimensional.

If you look closely at each node, it looks like there's an eyeball!
What is all this stuff?!

You, Xu Yuan, the dignified head of the Exorcism Department, do you think you're such a strange net?

Lord Ma Tianshou, shouldn't you conduct regular infection screenings for your subordinates?
This guy might turn into a monstrous evil spirit at any time—and a strange one at that, one we've never seen before!
When Xu Yuan saw the mirror, he suddenly felt as if something was missing.

But it wasn't really lost; I still had a vague feeling about it.

It's like... someone took it from you and put it in their pocket.

But once you take it back from his pocket, it's still yours.

Xu Yuan had never encountered such a craftsman's work before, and he was full of wonder.

Indeed, one should not underestimate the heroes of the world; when that mirror shone on me just now, I didn't react at all.

What puzzled Xu Yuan even more was that Murong Zunlong looked at himself in the mirror and then stared intently at his reflection without paying any attention to anything else.

We're still competing.

So you just ignored me like that?
Aren't you afraid I'll take this opportunity to seduce you?
Xu Yuan even suspected that this was a trap.

So after observing for a while, I didn't make a move immediately.

But Murong Zunlong really didn't care about himself anymore. He stared at the bronze mirror, seemingly seeing something, looking confused and conflicted.

Xu Yuan tentatively pushed the Yin energy of the Ten Thousand Souls Cloak forward, and the rolling darkness, like a thick fog, easily engulfed Murong Zunlong.

The three-headed demons flicked their long, thin tongues and licked Murong Zunlong's body.

Dozens of dragon scales were instantly swept up, along with the flesh and blood beneath them, and fell into the mouth of the three-headed demon.

This mouthful of delicious flesh invigorated the three great demons, who pounced on it immediately—

The drop of dragon blood between Murong Zunlong's brows instantly shot out dozens of beams of mysterious yellow light, slapping the three-headed demon back heavily.

Murong Zunlong also suddenly woke up, crying out, "How did I end up here...?"

He hurriedly retreated.

When an ordinary person is trapped in the "Ten Thousand Souls Cloak," they will inevitably be in a daze and unable to distinguish directions.

Want to log out?

It's not that easy. You'll eventually get lost in it. If you insist on escaping, the end result will be running around and exhausting yourself to death.

But Murong Zunlong had that drop of dragon blood that illuminated his mind, and he actually managed to escape by taking a few steps back.

Xu Yuan also saw the drop of dragon blood clearly.

Xu Yuan thought to himself that Murong Zunlong, like himself, was cheating even among the fourth-rate officials.

My methods of cheating are the Ox Horn Lamp, the Sorrowful Water, the Myriad Souls Cloth, and the Sword Pellet.

His method of cheating was a drop of dragon blood on his forehead.

To truly defeat him, we must deal with this drop of dragon blood.

Murong Zunlong fled in panic, and upon seeing Xu Yuan again, he was puzzled: "You... how come you are not affected by my Mirror of Knowledge?"

If one's self-awareness is confined by the "mirror of perception," one should immediately become a walking corpse.

But Xu Yuan was clearly unaffected, and was even able to use his artifacts to ambush him.

Murong Zunlong refused to believe it and spun the Mirror of Wisdom again, looking at Xu Yuan.

Another shadowy figure was swiftly captured within the Mirror of Knowledge. Murong Zunlong impatiently peered into the mirror: "Let me see what you really are!"

But when he looked, he almost got into trouble; an ancient book had squeezed into the mirror.

As he was looking at it, the ancient book happened to be turned to a page.

On this page, there is something vaguely discernible, mysterious and profound.

Upon reading it, Murong Zunlong felt that as long as he could thoroughly study the contents of the book, he would have a chance to advance to the third rank in an extremely short time!
Then, a surge of greed arose in his heart, and he strained his eyes and craned his neck to look into the mirror.

But the mirror was too blurry, so Murong Zunlong subconsciously kept moving closer—a dark shadow had already broken away from him and was about to be pulled into the Mirror of Knowledge!
Suddenly, the drop of dragon blood between his brows emitted a mysterious yellow light once more, hitting the mirror with a ping.

Murong Zunlong suddenly woke up with a start, letting out a cry of "Ah!" as his face turned pale!
"Did I almost lose my self-awareness as well?"

"What exactly are those books in the mirror?!"

He dared not go to see it.

However, when struck by the mysterious yellow light of the dragon's blood, the Mirror of Insight trembled and spat out everything it had already absorbed.

This artifact has been damaged and cannot be used in the short term.

Murong Zunlong quickly put it away and dared not use it again.

He was increasingly unable to understand what Xu Yuan really was.

Even deep down, a fear arose that could not be openly expressed to others.

However, this time, Ma Tianshou and the others who were watching from afar did not utter a word of mockery towards Murong You.

Although this encounter seemed "ordinary".

But everyone could see the eerie danger within!

If any of them had gone up there, even Ma Tianshou, who was also a fourth-rate player, wouldn't have dared to say he could have escaped unscathed.

So it's not that Murong Zunlong is incompetent, but rather that Xu Yuan's strength is truly unfathomable!
Murong You couldn't help but grab her hair tightly.

Even the "Mirror of Knowledge" can't subdue this Xu fellow?!
Murong Zunlong took a deep breath and finally lifted the cage.

Xu Yuan immediately took precautions.

This artifact likely possesses the ability to "confine".

But to everyone's surprise, Murong Zunlong did not throw the artifact at himself.

Instead, he opened the small door of the cage and reached his hand inside.

As soon as the small door opened, Xu Yuan heard a series of chirping birds.

Just as Xu Yuan was wondering what was going on, Murong Zunlong seemed to have already grabbed something from the cage, carefully took it out, and then threw it toward Xu Yuan.

Suddenly, a strange little yellow bird took flight and swooped down on Xu Yuan.

With a flick of his finger, Xu Yuan sent the sword pellet into hundreds of sword threads, which wove together into a large net that enveloped the little yellow bird.

Murong You, who was in the distance, was overjoyed and shouted, "My young master has captured a 'Yellow-bodied Nightingale' this time!"
Xu Yuan is doomed; there is no way in this mortal world to stop him!
It loves to eat the eyes, heart, and liver of living people. Young master, you've been incredibly lucky this time!

Within this cage of artifacts, one can randomly capture a "mysterious beast".

The powerful can contend with the third-rate, while the weak can only defeat the sixth-rate.

This "Yellow-bodied Warbler" is the strongest of all the strange beasts that can be caught in this cage.

But Murong You didn't have time to boast about this information to Ma Tianshou and the others.

Ma Tianshou couldn't help but feel that his statement, "There is no means in the mortal world that can restrict it," was an overstatement.

But then, Xu Yuan’s invincible sword threads wove into a large net and pounced on Huang Shenying, but it passed right through Huang Shenying’s body!

It did not cause any harm to the Yellow-bodied Warbler. The Yellow-bodied Warbler was extremely fast and flew to Xu Yuan in a flash.

Without a word, it reached out with its claws, capable of tearing through metal, and aimed for Xu Yuan's eyes!
In his haste, Xu Yuan looked up and spat out a mouthful of fire.

The fourth-rate man's belly was ablaze with fire.

But the bird wasn't harmed in the slightest!
The yellow-bodied warbler swooped down through the flames.

Xu Yuan subconsciously wondered if this was a being from the "Lingxiao" realm.
However, releasing the ancient temple would take time, so Xu Yuan quickly retreated.

The bird spread its wings, as if a cage had been set in place, and Xu Yuan found that his range of movement was restricted to a radius of one zhang!
Those claws were always aimed at Xu Yuan's eyes—suddenly a white shadow rushed out from behind Xu Yuan.

"Gah!"

Dafu pecked hard at the bird's belly with its beak.

"squeak!"

The yellow-bodied warbler let out a miserable cry, and the feathers on its belly were blown off.

It was also slammed backward by Dafu's chisel.

Xu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief—but he wasn't actually that panicked.

Because others will subconsciously overlook Dafu.

However, Xu Yuan knew clearly that Dafu was definitely following behind him.

If any bird tries to bully him, Dafu will never let it get away with it!

Murong Zunlong and Murong You were suddenly stunned: Where did this goose come from?
Why didn't I see it before?
The yellow-bodied warbler was pushed back by Dafu's beak, and it was not convinced. It flapped its wings to steady itself in the air, chirped twice, and then flapped its wings and swooped down.

Its sharp beak resembled a spear, aimed straight at Dafu.

Dafu spread its wings, its two large webbed feet slapping the ground as if it were drumming up encouragement for itself.

Then it launched an insulting attack on the yellow-bodied warbler that swooped down.

"Pooh!"

Dafu spat out a mouthful of saliva.

It smeared the yellow oriole's face perfectly!
"twitter!"

The yellow-feathered warbler has bristled! That's going too far!

It immediately opened its mouth, intending to retaliate in kind...

The act of revenge ended with her opening her mouth. Suddenly, Huang Shenying felt her vision go black, her head spin, and she lost her balance, falling straight down.

After Da Fu knocked the yellow-bodied oriole back with one bite, Murong Zunlong stood there with his mouth wide open in disbelief.

The "monsters" in this cage come from different "places".

The Yellow-bodied Warbler is the most powerful of them.

Even a third-rate expert couldn't touch the Yellow-bodied Oriole's true form—this isn't bragging; a third-rate expert from the Murong family personally tested it.

Although the Yellow-bodied Oriole cannot kill the Third-rate, the Third-rate cannot catch the Yellow-bodied Oriole either.

But how was that big white goose able to touch the yellow-bodied warbler?

Moreover, it plucked all the feathers off the yellow-bodied warbler's belly with a single beak.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Huang Shenying get spat in Dafu's face and then fall down!
Why is that?!

Murong Zunlong also grabbed his hair, completely bewildered!

It's just saliva.

Even if the white goose can touch the yellow-bodied warbler, the white goose cannot fly; at most, it can only flap its wings a few times.

The yellow-bodied warbler still had a strong advantage in the air, and it shouldn't have lost.

But a single spit changed everything...

Murong Zunlong watched helplessly as the yellow oriole plunged headfirst down, landing right at the feet of the big white goose.

The big white goose wickedly stepped on the head of the yellow warbler, then raised its head and cried out loudly.

No, that wasn't a shout; it was clearly laughing wildly to the sky.

Murong Zunlong actually saw the shadow of the demonic path in this goose!
Murong Zunlong snapped back to his senses, his face instantly contorting into a ferocious expression. With a wave of his hands, he activated both the Moon Wheel and the Dragon Pearl: "Give me back my Celestial Bird!"

Dafu looked down at the yellow-bodied warbler, then at the menacing Murong Zunlong charging towards him, as if he were looking at a fool: You're saying this thing is a "celestial bird"?
Murong Zunlong was stopped by Xu Yuan halfway there.

With a flick of his finger, Lord Xu unleashed hundreds of sword threads that bound the moon wheel and the dragon pearl.

The third-rate sword pellet easily defeated the fourth-rate moon ring and dragon ball.

Murong Zunlong absolutely cannot lose Huang Shenying; it is his only means of dealing with third-rate people.

Although the Xuanhuang Dragon Blood is mysterious, it is more like a protective talisman and is not under his control.

Murong Zunlong lunged forward, crashing headlong into Xu Yuan's sword net.

It looked as if he was going to rely on the strength of his dragon scales to force his way through the sword net.

From a distance, Ma Tianshou said in surprise, "Your young master seems to be having some kind of mental breakdown..."

Murong You stamped his foot anxiously and cried out, "Young Master, there's really no need for that..."

Even Murong You was unaware of the existence of the Xuanhuang Dragon Blood.

The instant Murong Zunlong made contact with the sword net, hundreds of beams of dark yellow light suddenly shot out from between his eyebrows.

Each ray of light struck a single strand of sword light.

Then these rays of light gradually exerted their power, actually forcefully pushing the sword threads to both sides, revealing a gap in the middle!

Murong Zunlong then prepared to fight his way through the gap in the sword thread.

But Xu Yuan's expression was cold and stern as he held up the water bowl with his left hand.

The radiant light suddenly paused.

The dragon blood on his brow quickly spread outwards along Murong Zunlong's skin, forming countless extremely fine blood vessels.

These blood vessels, like a spider web, covered Murong Zunlong's entire face!
Only Xu Yuan, who was facing directly, clearly saw this scene!
At this moment, Murong Zunlong appeared extremely strange, radiating an unsettling aura.

In that instant, the Xuanhuang Dragon Blood took over Murong Zunlong's consciousness.

Murong Zunlong, who was about to charge in through the gap in the sword net, stopped and slowly and stiffly retreated.

The primordial light returned to the dragon blood between his brows.

With the sword threads no longer restrained, they once again formed a sword net in front of Xu Yuan.

Through the sword net, Xu Yuan coldly watched the changes in Murong Zunlong and Xuanhuang Dragon Blood.

Xu Yuan saw that the blood streaks slowly receded into the dragon blood between his eyebrows.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If these blood vessels were to merge into Murong Zunlong's body, things would really get complicated.

Xu Yuan could only suppress the Pi Long's appetite and give up on feeding Murong Zunlong.

But if the blood vessels have receded, then there's still room for maneuver.

After all the blood vessels returned to the Xuanhuang Dragon Blood, Murong Zunlong's previously stagnant eyes flickered, and he regained control of himself.

Xu Yuan asked calmly, "Want to fight again?"

Murong Zunlong was extremely unwilling.

He didn't understand why the Xuanhuang Dragon Blood was wary of the water vessel in Xu Yuan's hand.

What's in there?
In Murong Zunlong's view, nothing could possibly be a match for the Xuanhuang Dragon Blood.

He had already concluded that the one who had appeared in his dream and enlightened him was His Majesty the Dragon King of the Grand Canal.

This drop of Xuanhuang dragon blood must also be His Majesty's essence blood.

How could Your Majesty have any fear?
But the Xuanhuang Dragon Blood pulled him back and stopped helping him open the sword net.

Without the Yellow-bodied Nightingale and the Xuanhuang Dragon Blood, he couldn't even get through the sword net.

How can we fight Xu Yuan now?

Murong Zunlong gritted his teeth, his cheek muscles bulging, and finally, filled with resentment, he abruptly turned and left.

The moon and the dragon ball disappeared into his body.

The craftsman's arm then melted away.

But he soon realized that he could not take back his "bridge to the underworld"!
They were also trapped by Xu Yuan's Ten Thousand Souls Cloak.

He thought for a moment, then shook the "Mirror of Knowledge," from which two gray shadows fell and merged back into Xu Yuan's body.

Xu Yuan smiled slightly and put away the Myriad Souls Cloak, allowing Murong Zunlong to retract the "Bridge to the Underworld".

However, after acquiring the artifact, Murong Zunlong discovered that the Bridge to the Underworld had also been damaged.

It can no longer be used in the short term.

If you force it, this artifact will tear at your soul!
In this battle, Murong Zunlong suffered heavy losses.

The magic bell broke.

The Bridge to the Underworld and the Mirror of Wisdom were damaged.

The Yellow-bodied Warbler has been killed!

Most importantly, as everyone saw, he lost to Xu Yuan!
Murong Zunlong left the training ground without saying a word.

"Young Master..." Murong You and the others called out and hurriedly followed.

Behind them came the hearty laughter of Ma Tianshou, Xiang Qinghuai, and the others.

The members of the Murong family were extremely frustrated, but for the time being, they could only endure it.

Jia Yuan and the others were not rescued, and the young master suffered his first defeat!
This city of Luo is extremely unfavorable to my Murong family.

On the wooden building in the distance, His Highness watched with a surge of emotion.

When Murong Zunlong used the Mirror of Insight and pulled the Yellow-bodied Oriole out of the cage, His Highness gripped it tightly with both of his jade hands.

My heart clenched.

Once everything was over, His Highness became smug: "My judgment was indeed correct. A Yuan is indeed Murong Zunlong's nemesis."

"But my Ah Yuan always needs someone to push him from behind to do anything."

Mr. Wenqi was already half-drunk, and mumbled, "Is that so? In my opinion, Xu Yuan only acts like this when it comes to matters related to His Highness..."

His Highness paused for a moment, then turned and said calmly, "Go back."

She walked ahead, and as she passed by Mr. Wenqi, her jade-like foot seemed to inadvertently brush against the leg of Mr. Wenqi's chair.

The chair tipped over, and Mr. Wenqi cried out "Ouch!" and plopped down on the ground.

If he hadn't drunk too much, he certainly wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

……

Xu Yuan was still standing on the training ground, pondering how to deal with the Xuanhuang Dragon Blood.

The water in the vessel contained the water of the deceased.

It comes from the underworld.

The order between Heaven and the mortal realm has collapsed with the arrival of the era of evil spirits.

But the underworld can barely survive.

Therefore, Xu Yuan guessed that the power of the Canal Dragon King had not yet penetrated into the underworld.

So they took out the Sorrowful Water to test it, and the Xuanhuang Dragon Blood indeed became wary and retreated.

But Xu Yuan still found it troublesome: even if the Sorrowful Water could restrain the Xuanhuang Dragon Blood, the Grand Canal Dragon King would probably notice immediately if this drop of dragon blood was annihilated...

(End of this chapter)