I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

This time, it seemed that because his cultivation had improved, the outburst of his ancestor's bloodline was much more violent.

Lin Xuan estimated that Long Ze seemed to have reached the level of pseudo-emperor just now, but unfortunately, he was completely eclipsed under the pressure of the top bloodline.

Before he could even show his brilliance, all his strength collapsed in an instant, as if even his origin was damaged, and his aura dropped extremely seriously.

"Is this thing still useful?"

Lin Xuan asked Lan An in his spiritual sea.

Lan An came back to his senses and said hurriedly, "He shouldn't be dead yet. Master, let me try to control him first."

Lin Xuan nodded, and Lan An rushed out of the Chunyang Core and gathered around Lin Xuan.

Long Ze's pupils, like a dead dog, suddenly shrank and he looked at Lan An in disbelief.

"You...ah!"

He uttered a word tremblingly, and screamed before he finished speaking.

Lin Xuan clearly saw Lan An's hands suddenly inserted into Long Ze's head.

It did not destroy Longze's flesh and blood, but it was inserted in such a strange way.

A moment later, Lan An forcibly fished out a Pure Yang Core. The strange thing was that this Pure Yang Core was in tatters, as if it would break at any time.

"Master, it's still usable, but I don't know if it can still be used."

Lan An looked at Lin Xuan.

"Asshole... Asshole... Lan..."

Long Ze roared in fear, his words were intermittent and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Lin Xuan and Lan An ignored him. Lin Xuan said directly, "Control it first, and we'll deal with the rest later."

"As the tenth disciple of Fangwaizu, he should have something."

"Yes, Master!"

Lan An did not delay. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and strands of power rushed into Longze's pure yang core.

"what……"

Long Ze screamed, his life and death gradually being controlled by him.

On Long Ze's body, the Nine Extremes Sun and the Scarlet Gold Flowing Flame were burning, providing him with vitality.

But soon, Lin Xuan waved his hand and dispersed the two forces.

"There's nothing seriously wrong with his body. I think the problem lies with his Pure Yang Spirit."

Lin Xuan was once again shocked by his ancestor's arrogance.

It was just because he was suppressed by Longze's dragon power that he immediately became unhappy and pressed back directly. Longze was now useless.

What descendants of true dragons? Compared to the noble bloodline of our ancestors, they are nothing.

"What a pity! I can't control the power of this bloodline. It only works passively every time."

Lin Xuan sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Master, even with his current Pure Yang Spirit state, I'm not sure I can fully grasp everything about him. I'm afraid he'll collapse once I touch the level of consciousness."

Lan An's voice sounded, with a hint of helplessness.

Longze suffered a devastating blow, and the thing that Lin Xuan cared about most might be lost.

"Does the ancestor of the outside world, or his fellow disciples, have the Dragon Transformation Immortal Scripture?"

Lin Xuan frowned and asked.

What he cared about was of course the Immortal Dragon Transformation Sutra of the descendants of the true dragon.

Now the fourth level of the Immortal Heavenly Scripture: Transformation into Mortal needed to be improved, and Lin Xuan had to continue to absorb the strengths of various schools.

Compared with the top-level methods in the Cangyun Realm, the method that can be called "Immortal Scripture" is naturally Lin Xuan's first choice.

What's more, this Longze comes from a clan that was once at its peak. Being able to compete with the King Clan, his knowledge reserves must be astonishing.

Perhaps in addition to the Dragon Transformation Immortal Scripture, Lin Xuan can also obtain something else.

"That... I'm not sure. Maybe there is, but I don't know when we'll meet again."

Lan An shook his head slightly, then slapped his head and looked at Long Ze fiercely: "Tell me, do your master and his fellow disciples have the Dragon Transformation Scripture?"

"Also, can you engrave the Dragon Transformation Immortal Scripture now?"

Lan An asked as he mobilized his strength to stimulate Long Ze's Pure Yang Core.

The tattered Pure Yang core was trembling, as if it was about to break apart faster.

An expression of pain immediately appeared on Long Ze's face, as if he was resisting, but in the end he couldn't help but speak.