The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 1687: Chapter 1784: Taoist Sect Racing to the Rescue

As soon as Fang Lin finished speaking, a True Dragon avatar roared out, drawing the storms of the Nine Heavens to converge, stirring countless Demon Beasts of the Seven Seas to respond.

The majesty of the True Dragon was fully displayed, neither an illusion nor relying on the power of mystical artifacts; it was a genuine Ancient True Dragon.

With the appearance of the True Dragon avatar, the masters of the two Sects were shocked and turned pale. Although they had heard rumors of a suspected True Dragon in the lands of the Nine Countries, the people of the Seven Seas had always scoffed at them, thinking it was just the self-aggrandizement of the Nine Countries’ people.

But now, a real True Dragon appeared before their eyes, and the people of the Seven Seas present, no matter how incredible they found it, had no choice but to believe.

“Am I dreaming? To be able to see a True Dragon in my lifetime?”

“How could this be? How could this be possible? This is a True Dragon.”

“True Dragons have long perished; why does one still exist?”

“Why does Fang Lin have such luck to find a True Dragon?”

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Whether from the Spirit Martial Chess Sect or the Return to Sea Painting Studio, the minds of the people in these two Sects were greatly shaken, and some even slapped themselves twice, wondering if they were living in a dream.

Fang Lin stomped his foot, and stood upon the dragon head of the True Dragon avatar, looking down on the masters of the two Sects below.

Master Liu was stunned, unable to hold the immensely precious ancient brush he held in his hand.

“A True Dragon, this is a True Dragon? Not a painting on ink, but a real dragon?” Master Liu muttered, his eyes fixed on the True Dragon in the sky as if bewitched.

With a snap, the brush in Master Liu’s hand fell to the ground, yet he didn’t notice, still staring blankly at the True Dragon.

In a daze, Master Liu began to laugh, a laugh full of despair but also satisfaction.

“How laughable! How laughable that I wish to replicate a True Dragon, without seeing a True Dragon, how could I replicate? Not even three or four measures of a True Dragon’s majesty, even a fraction, I couldn’t replicate!” Master Liu, seeming mad, overturned the inkstone in his hand, sitting down on the ground himself.

The surrounding people hurriedly came up to check on Master Liu, but he shouted at all of them to retreat.

“The True Dragon is here; if you wish to replicate, hurry and do so. I’d like to see how you, the Master of Return to Sea Painting Studio, can capture a fraction of the True Dragon’s essence?” Fang Lin said calmly.

Master Liu shook his head, “I cannot replicate it, my mind is already in disarray.”

“At least you know your limits,” Fang Lin said coldly.

Master Liu’s heart was incredibly bitter; his mind being unsettled was one reason, but another was he knew he simply couldn’t replicate a True Dragon.

If he hadn’t seen this True Dragon with his own eyes, Master Liu might have tried to replicate it based on a memory of an ancient dragon painting he’d seen, but that would only be replicating an old painting of a True Dragon.

But now, having seen the True Dragon in person, as one of the world’s top artists, he couldn’t bring himself to replicate a painting while ignoring the True Dragon before him.

The majesty of the True Dragon was indeed not something he could depict with his brush and ink; even forcing it would only result in a mere picture with no actual power.

Moreover, with his mind already in chaos, forcing himself to paint a dragon would only further upset his peace of mind.

Fang Lin patted the Nine Palace Bag, various paintings appeared before him, all of which were rare artworks looted from the Return to Sea Painting Studio, now all being activated by Fang Lin, creating an immense force.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!!!

Though the Ancient Heavenly Array was sturdy, it first withstood the attack of eight Ancient Lamp of Flame Gods, and now was hit by the force unleashed from numerous artworks. No matter how powerful the array was, it had already consumed much strength.

With a wave of his hand, Fang Lin also moved the True Dragon avatar, directly slamming into the light screen of the array.

With a thunderous crash, the array trembled violently, making the people of the two Sects pale with fear; they couldn’t fathom a True Dragon attacking the array.

Seeing this, Master Song grew even more anxious, yet had no good ideas, as he dared not to go out and fight Fang Lin and the others, only to rely on the array to stall them.

The True Dragon avatar relentlessly slammed into the Ancient Heavenly Array. With the True Dragon’s exceptionally powerful physical form, even though it faced a counterforce from the Power of the Array, it remained largely unscathed.

After over a dozen strikes, the Ancient Heavenly Array finally weakened significantly.

Seeing this, Fang Lin merged the True Dragon avatar into his body, and the seven Ancient Lamp of Flame Gods subtly entered as well.

Fang Lin threw a punch, the force was immense, accompanied by the roars of a True Dragon and a Kylin, instantly summoning storms and thunder in the Nine Heavens, gathering boundless power into this punch.

Boom!

His fist struck the light screen of the array like a comet. The array shattered like an eggshell.

The Ancient Heavenly Array was ultimately broken by Fang Lin.

Flames swept in as Fang Lin unleashed Skyfire once again, descending upon the second Protective Sect Array.

Not only that, but Fang Lin’s fist also continued to rain down, each punch terrifyingly powerful, not a bit weaker than a full-force strike of an Immortal being.

“Trouble!” Master Song’s face changed dramatically. He felt the force of the Protective Sect Array depleting rapidly. After only enduring three or four punches, it was about to give way.

“Master Liu, why don’t you strike now, or do you just want to watch our Spirit Martial Chess Sect’s array be breached?” Master Song angrily yelled at the still-dazed Master Liu sitting on the ground.

Master Liu shook his head; he could no longer hold the brush, having no strength to do anything.

Master Song was itching to curse but didn’t have the leisure for that, so he could only order the use of all treasures within the Sect.

For a moment, various treasures flew out to besiege Fang Lin, causing him considerable trouble.

After all, the Spirit Martial Chess Sect had stood for a thousand years and still had some foundation; many of these treasures were quite formidable. Although Fang Lin wasn’t injured by them, he was indeed tangled by these treasures.

Especially two chess pieces, one black and one white, seemingly unremarkable, but their power was surprisingly strong, making Fang Lin click his tongue secretly.

At this moment, in the distant horizon, numerous figures appeared, coming swiftly toward this place.

“Hmm?” Though Fang Lin was besieged by treasures, he still glanced at the situation, his brow slightly furrowing.

“The Taoists are here,” Zhen Yangzi commented, his expression a mix of uncertainty.

And under the protection of the array, the Confucian sect members felt deeply relieved, looking joyfully at the approaching Taoists.

ps: First update, today seems to be the fifteenth day of the lunar New Year

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