The floor of the arena beneath Su Han's feet cracked inch by inch.
He looked up at the overwhelming fire of tribulation, both scorching and majestic.
Just as Zhao Yunlan had said before, it wasn't just his personal power, but also the power of the nation, amplified by the dragon energy, allowing him to manifest the national fortune characteristics of the Flame Fortune Fire.
The Flame Fortune Fire was never just a flame.
It was the external manifestation of the national fortune.
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It was only because Zhao Yunlan's strength was insufficient before that he could only manifest it as flames, but now, by burning his bloodline's origin and connecting with the national fortune, requisitioning the fortune golden dragon, it was enough to manifest it.
How could the strength of one person contend against a nation?
Not even a Divine Gate Grandmaster could!
This was also one of the reasons why Zhao Yunlan was so confident. Even if Su Han had a distinguished record in the past and possessed a physique Dharma form that could rank him among the top on the Hidden Dragon List, it was not enough to compare with the fortune of a nation.
The national fortune that Zhao Yunlan could connect to was naturally not the entirety; on the contrary, it was only an insignificant portion. However, Su Han was not a Divine Gate Grandmaster either, and this bit of dragon energy and national fortune was enough.
In Su Han's mind, the Cleansing Heart Mantra circulated.
Faced with the pressure of this Flame Fortune Dharma form, his heart was calm, and his thoughts raced. He ultimately arrived at an answer: the national fortune was not just the Zhao family's fortune; what was truly important was the mortal realm.
In his mind, he visualized a scene of the mortal realm, manifesting it as reality within his inner world, and then, with the illumination of his heart lamp, he temporarily projected it into reality, manifesting the mortal realm behind him.
This was just an illusion, only a framework, and essentially useless.
"Illuminating the inner world, evolving phenomena, this kid's mental cultivation has actually reached this step. Truly extraordinary!"
Xu Ruohai's pupils constricted violently, and he exclaimed in his heart. He had to know that most Qi Gate experts had not even opened up their inner world, and even if they had, it was difficult to reflect it into reality.
Even if it was reflected into reality, it was mostly just an illusion.
It was difficult to have any mystical properties.
But now, he could observe the mystical properties!
It was not a pure illusion.
Moreover, what kind of wondrous aura was this? Why did it give him a feeling of wanting to sink into it, incomparably strange, yet full of intimacy, beyond description.
"You use national fortune as your blade?"
Su Han's voice pierced through the explosions, each word like a knife:
"Then I will use the mortal realm as my anvil!"
This scene of the mortal realm gradually took shape, with bustling traffic, noisy markets, wine shop banners, and even an old farmer hoeing in the fields, the faint sound of a silver bell on a child's wrist....
This scene, devoid of lust and desire, was indeed the mortal realm.
At this moment, the aura of the mortal realm suddenly rose, reversing the previous decline caused by the suppression of the Flame Fortune Dharma form, and wrapped around this scene of the mortal realm, to contend against the nine layers of Flame Fortune palaces that were pressing down!
Zhao Yunlan's expression changed drastically.
He felt the Flame Fortune Fire within his body trembling frantically.
As if it had encountered a true monarch!
The scene of the mortal realm was not profound; it only contained the myriad aspects of ordinary life, the shouts of peddlers and hawkers, the crisp sound of scholars turning pages, the clacking sound of the night watchman's clapper...:
"Preposterous!" He roared, urging his Dharma form.
"A mere scene of commoners dares to contend with the national fortune?! '
The nine layers of palaces crashed down!
The scene of the mortal realm met the attack.
The seedlings in the fields grew wildly under the scorching flames, the wine flags fluttered in the sea of fire, the tinkling sound of the child's silver bell pierced through the dragon's roar, and the seemingly weak mortal realm, at the moment of contact with the palaces...:
Corroded the crimson-gold national fortune, creating countless holes!
"Crack!"
When the first layer of palaces shattered, Zhao Yunlan bled from all seven orifices.
He looked in disbelief as the cracks spread across the Dharma form, constantly breaking down and dissipating. Those commoner auras that he regarded as ants were now gnawing at the foundation of the Flame Fortune Fire!
A painful dragon's roar came from higher up.
The scales on the Fortune Golden Dragon's body stood on end, and dark black blood seeped from its light gold body. It was forcibly requisitioned, forced to pour a large amount of dragon energy into Zhao Yunlan, and the speed of infusion was constantly increasing.
Now, it was almost unable to maintain its form and was collapsing.
"Stop!"
Below the stage, Zhao Tianji's expression changed drastically, and he could no longer maintain his indifferent expression. His trip here involved the Profound King's Mansion's layout in this area, and dragon energy was a necessary item.
If this fortune golden dragon were to collapse, all the dragon energy would spill into this eight-hundred-mile radius, entering the bodies of those peddlers and commoners, hindering the layout and wasting it!
"Zhao Tianji, you don't need to be so anxious."
Xu Ruohai smiled slightly and reached out to stop him.
Zhao Tianji's expression was ugly, and he said, "Can't you see? If this continues, this fortune golden dragon will definitely collapse. This is destroying the dragon vein here!"
"I never thought that the Profound King's Mansion would be so concerned about a small eight-hundred-mile county. What exactly are you up to? Do you want the dragon energy here?"
Xu Ruohai asked curiously.
Zhao Tianji did not answer.
But after Xu Ruohai's delay, the best opportunity to intervene had already passed. The nine layers of palaces were shattered and disintegrated one by one by the scene of the mortal realm, and Zhao Yunlan was so weak that he was lying on the ground, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, having lost control of the fortune golden dragon.
But this did not mean that the fortune golden dragon was safe and sound.
Just now, in order to evolve the Flame Fortune Dharma form and unleash a shocking blow at the true Qi Gate level, he had requisitioned too much dragon energy.
This had already exceeded the safe limit, and the dragon energy that made up the fortune golden dragon's body was irreversibly collapsing and could not be stopped.
Su Han stood on the arena, looking up at the small dragon, constantly groaning and rolling.
He could feel it.
His connection and control over the fortune golden dragon had returned, but even with this control, he could not stop the fortune golden dragon from collapsing. Since that was the case, then he would accelerate the process.
He reached out his hand and grabbed towards the fortune golden dragon.
It was as if the heavens and earth roared.
The fortune golden dragon suddenly exploded, turning into golden specks of light that covered the entire eight-hundred-mile radius like a rain of light. Everyone bathed in it, and in this snowstorm, they could feel warmth.
Dragon energy should just be dragon energy.
Why condense into some golden dragon?
It not only created a drama of the golden dragon choosing a master, causing martial artists to kill each other and compete, but it was also forcibly requisitioned by people. It was extremely embarrassing, so it might as well just dissipate.
Anyway, at his current stage and realm, this dragon energy was no longer very useful. Just like how Qi Gate experts like Yuan Xingkong didn't have much interest in dragon energy, it could dissipate.
Besides, it still fell into this eight-hundred-mile radius in the end.
The meat still rotted in the pot.
It could still slightly delay the adverse effects of the Eternal Calamity Underworld.
This could be considered a gift from him to the people of Ping'an County.
"You actually shattered the fortune golden dragon. Do you know what you're doing?!"
Zhao Yunlan spat out large mouthfuls of blood, exclaiming in shock. Even in his weakened state, almost on the verge of death, he still asked in confusion.
"What's the matter? Dragon energy isn't important."
"On the contrary, it's you who lost."
"Quickly hand over the Heavenly Net Tempering Fruit."
