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However, despite this, the surprise attack still instantly consumed sixty percent of Dongye's magic power. Immediately afterward, the two peak experts—one wolf and one dragon—wrought terrifying devastation upon Sacred Dragon Mountain.

The first target of their assault was the transportation array that had delivered them there.

Although the transportation array of Sacred Dragon Mountain could choose any of the five main peaks as its destination, the actual spatial arrays were concentrated on the rear mountain's "Thousand Cloud Cliff"—precisely where Dongye and Chen Xuanfeng emerged. Originally, "Thousand Cloud Cliff" was a place where many residents of Sacred Dragon Mountain lived and trained. However, the recent deployment of large numbers of elite forces down the mountain had left its defenses in a semi-paralyzed state, allowing Dongye to move unhindered in the initial moments.

In just a few minutes, Dongye and Chen Xuanfeng had jointly destroyed most of the transportation arrays on "Thousand Cloud Cliff." By the time the leadership of Sacred Dragon Mountain realized what was happening—the enemy had already arrived at their doorstep.

"Gather all warriors and mages from the surrounding peaks to 'Thousand Cloud Cliff.'"

"Order the defensive forces stationed at the 'Amethyst Platform' fortress in the front mountain to mobilize and repel the invaders."

"Immediately request reinforcements from the dragon elders at 'Dragon Seal Summit' and the dragons of 'Slumbering Ridge.' On Sacred Dragon Mountain, there’s no need to worry about the constraints of the Four-Clan Pact."

"Sound the alarm and summon the dragons scattered across the continent to defend Sacred Dragon Mountain."

A series of commands swiftly issued from the high council of Sacred Dragon Mountain. In moments, the entire combat force of the sacred mountain was mobilized, while non-combatants were guided by warriors to retreat to the farthest "Jade Scale Peak." After all, the crystal halls of "Crystal Palace" atop "Jade Scale Peak" were not only the most magnificent and expensive structures in the world but also a magic fortress built entirely from enchanted materials, capable of both offense and defense.

"A shame. The trash of Sacred Dragon Mountain failed to stop us at the outset. That momentary lapse has already decided the outcome, as well as life and death."

Standing atop "Thousand Cloud Cliff," Chen Xuanfeng coldly sneered as he watched the armies of Sacred Dragon Mountain converging from all directions, along with the dragons swooping down from the sky. Beneath his feet, all the transportation arrays lay shattered. With this, the hundreds of dragons residing outside Sacred Dragon Mountain could no longer teleport in as reinforcements, and the possibility of the young human sword saints arriving was also severed. Meanwhile, Demon Dragon Dongye did not look up, instead focusing on gathering the dozens of shattered magic cores from the destroyed arrays and devouring them. His depleted magic power surged rapidly with each devoured core—another ability passed down from the Abyssal Dragon King of old. Without this, no matter how strong he was, lacking the ability to directly draw power from the Stellar Abyss like a sword saint, how could he have fought across the world for so long?

"Ha, Dongye, once you're done, head to 'Jade Scale Peak.' I don’t believe those on the peak haven’t hidden a few backup arrays. Find them and destroy them."

"And what about here? You plan to handle this alone?" Dongye glanced up casually, eyeing the dozens of dragons rapidly closing in from above.

Chen Xuanfeng didn’t answer. Instead, he took a deep breath. The "Tiger Soul Blade" and "Sword of Divine Punishment" in his hands blazed with light as his figure flickered, launching him into the air. In the next instant, dark blade energy and silver-white sword qi merged into a churning maelstrom, enveloping his form.

The first to arrive in the sky were the twelve dragon elders stationed at "Dragon Seal Summit," along with over twenty dragons of various breeds from "Slumbering Ridge."

"Roar— Damned Demon Dragon scion! How dare you bring beastmen into this sacred mountain blessed by the Dragon God! Today, we shall reduce you to dust—" A blue dragon elder roared as he soared forward.

"Hmph, still spouting nonsense even at death's door—"

Chen Xuanfeng’s icy voice emerged from the churning maelstrom of blade and sword. A murderous aura forced every dragon—and even the newly arrived dragon beast riders on the ground—to instinctively turn their gaze toward him.

Yet all they saw was a sunburst of countless pale blade luminescence.

Blade and Sword United—Snowragon's Fall.

This ultimate technique of combined blade and sword had been meticulously crafted by Chen Xuanfeng specifically to counter the dragons of Sacred Dragon Mountain. It possessed the most expansive and overwhelming range, capable of enveloping hundreds of dragons in a single strike. Its blade energy was the sharpest and most tyrannical, effortlessly slicing through the dragons’ sturdy scales and magic shields before cleaving their massive bodies apart. Its attack pattern was the most grandiose—countless blade rays sprayed freely, perfectly suited to the massive, slow-moving forms of the dragonkin, eliminating the need for precise targeting. Only against flying behemoths like dragons could this technique unleash its full, hundred-percent lethality.

And now, Chen Xuanfeng witnessed firsthand the true might of the ultimate technique he had created.

*"Three million jade dragons clashed—shattered scales and broken armor filled the sky."*

The poetic line that once summarized this move now perfectly described the carnage wrought by the storm of blades.

Where the blade light passed, even the pinnacle magical beasts of this world stood no chance. The toughest dragon scales and horns were effortlessly split apart. Torrents of dragon blood, mingled with severed limbs and wings, rained from the sky. Chunks of dragon entrails, bisected heads, and severed tails scattered like butchered livestock in a slaughterhouse.

As the pale blade luminescence that had engulfed half the sky gradually receded, only four or five panicked dragon elders remained in the air. These were the ones who had been farthest from Chen Xuanfeng and possessed exceptional strength, barely surviving the horrific slaughter. Even so, each bore grievous wounds. The remaining twenty dragons had already been minced beyond recognition.

Simultaneously, the ground beneath the blade storm was a scene of devastation. With deliberate precision, Chen Xuanfeng had concentrated the downward blade rays along the path of the incoming reinforcements. Due to the focused force, the killing range extended exceptionally far—nearly two hundred dragon beasts and over a thousand Sacred Dragon Mountain warriors perished in that single strike.