Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 990: Ancestor Dragon’s Super Divine Dragon Breath

"You!"

The individual clad in simple garments clutched his hand in agony, his gaze fixed upon Ye Yun with sheer terror.

He had already reached the threshold of the Divine Emperor Realm, yet he proved no match for this individual. The sheer power displayed was unfathomable.

"What precisely is your cultivation base?"

The young man's composure began to fracture as he bellowed the question.

"Perhaps the Divine King Realm..."

Ye Yun casually flicked the sword in his grasp, a light chuckle escaping his lips.

He refrained from mentioning the Divine Sovereign Realm, deeming it unnecessary as it might utterly shatter the opponent's Dao Heart.

"Which layer of the Divine King Realm do you speak of?"

The young man pressed, his voice laced with urgency.

"Does the specific layer truly matter? Would you find solace if I claimed to be at the Peak of the Tenth Layer of the God King Realm?"

Ye Yun responded with a laugh.

The young man was rendered speechless by the retort.

Indeed, even if he knew the exact layer, what difference would it truly make? He was still definitively outmatched in this engagement.

As a Sword Cultivator himself, a primal fear gnawed at his very core.

After all, a millennium prior, his very essence had been sundered by a single sword strike.

"Buddha Flame Root, did you not intend to suppress me? Do you still wish to continue this confrontation? I am prepared to oblige."

Ye Yun offered a slight smile.

At this juncture, he slowly elevated the sword in his hand, positioning it horizontally before his chest.

The Sword of Life Realm was now displayed.

Ye Yun assumed his most formidable defensive sword stance.

"This..."

The young man's eyes widened, fixated intently on the blade positioned before Ye Yun's sternum.

Abruptly, he experienced a profound shock as the entirety of the surrounding world seemed to undergo a peculiar transformation.

An immense, ordered, and balanced force of heaven and earth was being perfectly contained within that single sword.

The sight was utterly horrifying.

"Wh-what sword technique is this?"

The young man stammered, his voice trembling.

"The Sword of Life Realm. It is also intended to grant you a chance at survival..."

Ye Yun replied with a smile.

The young man fell into silence upon hearing Ye Yun's words.

"Do I still wish to fight... No, I cannot succumb to him! I will not permit the events of a million years ago to transpire again!"

With his head bowed low, the young man's dormant fighting spirit began to swell, transforming from a mere ember into a raging inferno, finally erupting like a volcano.

Phew!

A radiant layer of white flames enveloped him, burning ferociously and radiating an astonishing heat that caused vast expanses of the void to warp and collapse.

Even the altar situated beneath his feet glowed a searing red from the intense flames, its myriad surface runes igniting in that instant.

"I possess enough strength for one final bout. If you can withstand my flame divine skill, then I shall concede defeat!"

The young man declared with unwavering resolve, his gaze lifted.

"Proceed. I shall afford you that opportunity!"

Ye Yun chuckled softly.

The sword in his hand remained utterly motionless, the overwhelming force of heaven and earth a picture of unshakeable stability.

"Hurl them!"

The young man roared, unfurling his arms as countless roots, ablaze with white flames, surged overwhelmingly towards Ye Yun.

The white flames unleashed a terrifying wave, disintegrating the void in their relentless advance.

Ye Yun maintained an aura of perfect calm.

In his perception, the flames emanating from the Buddha Flame Root were utterly insignificant.

Even flames ten times as potent would be incapable of breaching his Sword of Life Realm.

Phew!

The torrent-like white flames, outpacing the roots, descended first.

The young man's eyes widened, his gaze locked intently on the unfolding scene.

He yearned to ascertain whether his flame divine skill could penetrate the formidable force of heaven and earth that lay behind that blade.

In the subsequent moment.

"What?"

The young man gasped in astonishment.

The terrifying white flames, as they neared the sword, were suddenly ensnared by an unseen force, inexorably drawn towards the blade.

Upon reaching within a meter of the sword, the white flames simply ceased to exist.

"This..."

The young man stood dumbfounded, utterly overcome by shock and unable to utter a word.

This formidable sword technique had completely redefined his understanding of martial prowess.

Swish swish swish!

A multitude of flaming roots, resembling colossal silver dragons wreathed in flame, descended simultaneously.

An immense power drew these fiery tendrils towards the sword's location.

The young man could distinctly feel an irresistible pull guiding his roots directly into the sword's path!

The next instant.

All of his roots vanished into the ethereal space preceding the blade.

An indescribable agony coursed through his entire being instantaneously.

The young man cried out, severing the roots immediately and recalling the remaining ones.

The circumstances were dire.

Disregarding the searing pain, he dispatched a sliver of his divine sense into his Sea of Knowledge.

"I have lost. This opponent is far too powerful. Even having achieved the half-step Divine Emperor Realm, I am still no match for him..."

The young man confessed, his tone filled with dejection.

"Alas, this individual is truly an enigma. To have independently cultivated the Purple Buddha and attained such awe-inspiring mastery in the Dao of the Sword, it is simply incredible..."

Dragon Tree Buddha sighed, his voice tinged with wonder.

The previous scene had been witnessed by him quite clearly. Even if he were to venture outside, he would still find himself no match for this individual.

"Stop sighing; surely you possess a method?" the young man inquired, his brow furrowed.

"Very well, I shall depart and confront him..." Dragon Tree Buddha sighed, a sense of helplessness washing over him. The initial objective of capturing Ye Yun was now utterly in ruins. The sole remaining strategy was to depend on the activation of the Eight Treasures Delicate Mirror, with the aim of dispatching this formidable individual back to the Dragon Hidden Continent.

In the ensuing moment, Dragon Tree Buddha promptly extricated himself from the Sea of Knowledge World, reasserting command over the body.

"They've switched again?" Ye Yun observed the shift and responded with a silent smile. He retracted the Sword of Life Realm and began to advance slowly toward Dragon Tree Buddha.

"Since you're initiating a player change mid-contest, you must have a trump card, correct, Dragon Tree Buddha?" Ye Yun inquired with a smile as he approached.

"Naturally!" Dragon Tree Buddha declared with a touch of pride, swiftly raising the Eight Treasures Delicate Mirror.

"What sort of treasure is this?" Ye Yun's gaze flickered, settling upon the Eight Treasures Delicate Mirror. This artifact, upon first impression, exuded an aura of the extraordinary, its surface shimmering with a faint, ancient mystique. The intricate carvings adorning its perimeter depicted various images of Divine Dragons.

What truly astonished Ye Yun, however, was the discernible, familiar aura emanating from the mirror. It was the residual blood essence of the Ancestor Dragon. This implied that a single drop of Ancestor Dragon blood had been incorporated during the creation of this ancient mirror. Although it was merely Ancestor Dragon blood and not its undiluted essence, resulting in a faint trace, Ye Yun's senses were still sharp enough to detect it.

With a low hum, the Eight Treasures Delicate Mirror vibrated intensely, unleashing a blinding beam of light that struck Ye Yun instantaneously. The speed was astonishing, accompanied by a powerful gravitational pull. Ye Yun's brow furrowed, his body giving a slight tremor. At this precise juncture, the potent Ancestor Dragon power within him manifested. The beam proved incapable of drawing him in.

"The Ancestor Dragon's blood aura... from whence did this ancient mirror originate..." Ye Yun mused aloud. He suddenly extended his hand, reaching for the Eight Treasures Delicate Mirror held by Dragon Tree Buddha. At this critical juncture, the Eight Treasures Delicate Mirror slipped from Dragon Tree Buddha's grasp, defying his control and flying directly into Ye Yun's hand.

"How did you ascertain that this Eight Treasures Delicate Mirror belongs to Lord Ancestor Dragon?" Dragon Tree Buddha questioned, his voice laced with astonishment.

Ye Yun offered no immediate reply, instead sidling closer and posing a question in a low tone, "Reveal to me where you procured this Eight Treasures Delicate Mirror."

"I shall not!" Dragon Tree Buddha retorted, his teeth clenched, steadfastly refusing Ye Yun's demand. In a swift motion, Ye Yun appeared before him, raising his sword and pointing the tip directly at Dragon Tree Buddha's forehead.

"Dragon Tree Buddha, you are privy to a considerable number of secrets, originating from the Infinite Buddha Land and now in possession of an Ancestor Dragon treasure..." Ye Yun stated with an air of indifference, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, his tone laced with an implicit threat.

"You intend to slay me?" Dragon Tree Buddha demanded, meeting Ye Yun's gaze with defiance.