He finally understood what the Divination meant when it mentioned becoming cultivation fodder for a Demon Monarch and being decapitated.
"No, there must be a way out! There must be!"
Just as the other Cultivators were breaking down, certain they were doomed, Qin Xuan forced himself not to give up.
"Ji Boyan, you dare to blood sacrifice nearly ten thousand Foundation Establishment Cultivators?! Do you think the Daqian Imperial Observatory is a bunch of nobodies?"
Ye Lan roared in fury.
But Ji Boyan showed no reaction. He merely narrowed his eyes, spread his arms, and wore an expression of rapturous pleasure.
"[Yuefeng·Canglong Ridge]!"
ROAR!
A dragon's cry, filled with a primal, plundering aura, erupted from Ji Boyan's spine.
His tattered Blood Robe exploded into pieces, and his spinal column burst forth with a brilliant, dazzling cyan-gold divine light.
The phantom of a ferocious Cyan Dragon shot into the sky!
