The dragon’s body spiraled, its sheen resembling jade, a super platinum giant dragon.
After swallowing Yue Nian’s Dark Pill, Yue Potian broke through directly.
After the light pillar appeared, Yue Potian’s dragon body coiled around the pillar, swiftly climbing upwards.
With each rank it climbed, the range of the light pillar expanded, eventually encompassing Yue Jinghua and the entire area within ten miles of Four Symbols City.
"Yue Potian, that madman," Changsun Guishou cursed loudly upon witnessing the light pillar’s ergence.
It was already too late for him to escape.
The light pillar was indestructible; even a divine artifact couldn’t shatter it.
This was no ordinary light pillar but a light of apocalypse. Anything or anyone within its range would have their Dark Power completely drained, ultimately transforming into Dark Power within Yue Potian’s body.
With ambitions akin to those of a wolf, Yue Potian personally killed his own nephew, took the Dark Pill, and then attempted to use the light pillar to kill everyone in Four Symbols City.
In doing so, he not only eliminated his nesis Yue Jinghua but also took the chance to kill Changsun Guishou, who knew the secrets of past events.
His malicious intent was evident.
Enveloped under the light of apocalypse, Yue Jinghua felt the Dark Power within her diminishing bit by bit, the pillar like leech devouring her Dark Power until she was left powerless, unable to move or escape.
At this mont, only Liao remained outside the light pillar.
Witnessing this scene, his heart was shocked.
He sensed that Xiaoqi was facing a rare crisis, but he was powerless, unable to enter the light pillar, and even if he did, he couldn’t break free from it.
Yet even so, Fa Xiaoyi wouldn’t leave easily.
"Why don’t you leave?" A gentle voice lingered at his ears.
Fa Xiaoyi was startled; before him stood a man.
As soon as he appeared, Fa Xiaoyi realized he had seen this person before.
Or rather, "Fa Xiaoyi" had seen this person before.
"Who are you?" Fa Xiaoyi noticed that when the man appeared, the initially dazed Wu Mo suddenly dropped the Summoning Treasure Book from its mouth, crouched on the ground, and extended its long tongue, gently licking the man’s hem.
Its adorable deanor gave Qing Pu the illusion of returning to the past.
A thousand years ago, in the oil-lit Sky Witch Feeding room, several masters handed him a heavy to.
"Ah Pu, this is the Summoning Treasure Book. It will accompany you, growing into an excellent Summoner. Rember, cherish this Summoning Treasure Book as much as your own life, and never abandon it," the book initially with only a bronze cover, over the following decades, beca a Diamond Summoning Manual, its brilliance illuminating the Four Great Planes.
However, ultimately, Qing Pu failed to protect it, allowing a shadow to cast over its radiant cover.
Qing Pu still rembered living alongside the Wu Mo in the Sky Witch Feeding; it loved to carry his Summoning Treasure Book around, fleeing hither and thither.
"Mo, you’re still the sa as back then," Qing Pu patted the Wu Mo’s head. He looked up at the sky, at the youth facing death without a trace of cowardice, whose golden eyes flickered, "Mo, you rembered all my dreams from childhood. Last ti, I snatched an important dream bubble from her hand. Although she never spoke of it, she always minded. This ti, I’m leaving another dream bubble. Rember, if there’s a chance, give it to her."
Qing Pu’s fingertip landed on Wu Mo’s forehead, a kaleidoscope of mories flowing into its head.
Wu Mo, after the mory was injected, swayed like a drunkard and fell to the ground, asleep.
Seeing Qing Pu’s bizarre actions, Fa Xiaoyi was already anxious.
"You can save her, right? Last ti in Shang Kingdom, you saved her, save Xiaoqi; she mustn’t die," Liao knew he was powerless to rescue Yue Xiaoqi. This helplessness made his heart ache.
He yearned for strength, but ultimately, his strength couldn’t save Yue Xiaoqi.
This ti, he would not allow himself to lose Yue Xiaoqi again.
As long as she lived, whether Yue Jinghua or Yue Xiaoqi, as long as she lived, he would pay any price.
"She won’t die," Qing Pu lowered his eyelids.
Looking at the already asleep Wu Mo, his hand rested on its top of the skull, his fingers lightly tightening, "I won’t let her die."
Qing Pu chanted ancient spells softly. Atop Wu Mo’s head, a golden glow shimred.
As the spell continued, a whole Dark Pill floated above Wu Mo’s head.
The thirteenth Heavenly Witch Pill. Back then, when the Thirteen Sky Witches were beheaded, to preserve the last bloodline of the Sky Witches, twelve Sky Witches sealed Qing Pu’s Heavenly Witch Pill.
Qing Pu and Yue Potian, among others, had always been searching for the true Heavenly Witch Pill’s whereabouts, unaware that it had always existed inside the Divine Ruins, within Wu Mo’s body.
It was only after the simultaneous appearance of two "Half Summoning Treasure Books" did Qing Pu realize this fact.
As the Heavenly Witch Pill rged into Qing Pu, his outline, deanor, and Mana rapidly rejuvenated.
With another wave of his hand, the Half Summoning Treasure Book originally in Fa Xiaoyi’s hand, along with the one on the ground, recombined.
Diamond brilliance sparkled, srizing and captivating.
Qing Pu opened the Summoning Treasure Book, holding it with one hand, his deep voice echoing like an eternal ballad, long and powerful: "I, the Thirteenth Witch of the Primordial Era, Qing Wupu, in the na of the Sky Witch, connect heaven and earth, summon the Ancient Witch Dragon."
On the Dinsion Battlefield, an earthquake occurred.
The ground cracked into chasms, lightning flashed across the sky, and the weather changed dramatically.
This is the power of a Diamond Summoner, summoning an invincible existence below divine level—the Ancient Witch Dragon.
The light pillar created by Yue Potian abruptly ceased its action, causing everyone within Four Symbols City enveloped by it to gasp.
Even the super platinum giant dragon Yue Potian coiled around the pillar couldn’t help but be attracted by the peculiar change in heaven and earth.
From the cracked earth, ca the powerful sound of a heartbeat.
Thump thump; it was the heartbeat of the earth. With each beat, it was captivating.
Qing Pu stood in mid-air, his azure hair like vines dancing in the air.
The Sky Witch, the remnants of the Thirteen Sky Witches, Yue Potian, seeing Qing Pu’s face clearly, his pride swiftly vanished, his face turning crimson like a pig’s liver.
"In my na, eliminate all treacherous and vicious ones, Witch Dragon!" As Qing Pu’s words fell, a puff of dust rose from the earth’s crack, and an Earth Witch Dragon soared into the sky, its azure dragon body, dragon scales shimring, the Azure Dragon standing proudly, eyeing the world from above.
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