1398 The Third Dragon Crown Prince Captures Jing Hui, Jing Hui’s Final Technique, the Thirteen Yello
While Shang Honghua was in the dragon well to cleanse her body of evil qi, an indomitable aura emanated everywhere from Jing Hui as she attempted to hold off their enemies.
The Dragon clan disciples could not help but frown upon witnessing it.
"This nun is quite formidable."
"Hmph. There are so many of us. Are you telling me we can't handle a single nun?" another disciple replied with a snort.
Everyone charged forward and attacked once more. A barrage of Immortal Techniques and divine abilities was launched toward Jing Hui in one go.
"Amitabha."
Jing Hui clasped her palms together as Buddhist Light swirled around her. Then, she stretched one of her palms, sending forth an endless wave of Buddhist Light akin to a mighty ocean. The incoming attacks shattered one after another!
Every Dragon clan disciple was blasted away by the Buddhist Light for a second time.
This time, they finally knew they were still weak compared to Jing Hui.
Lucky for them, Jing Hui did not have murderous intent. Otherwise, they would have suffered terrible casualties.
"Damn it. What should we do now?"
"With this nun around, there's no way we can do anything to Shang Honghua."
Just when the Dragon clan disciples were feeling troubled, a dragon's roar suddenly reverberated through the void. Then, a domineering and brutal aura descended from the void above!
A gold figure walked out from the void, his cold gold eyes sweeping his surroundings. When he saw the Golden Dragon Well, his eyes immediately lit up with desire and greed.
"The Golden Dragon Blood! Haha. This is certainly the Ancient Golden Dragon's inheritance!"
That gold figure was none other than the Third Dragon Crown Prince!
He was incredibly excited at that moment. After all, the Ancient Golden Dragon was a powerful subspecies dragon of the past whose bloodline power was extremely close to a ninth-awakened True Dragon. Besides, the Ancient Golden Dragon was an Embodier-level cultivator, and the blood left behind by a dragon of such caliber would bring unimaginable benefits to those that obtained it. For someone like the Third Dragon Crown Prince, it was enough for him to undergo another complete bloodline awakening.
"A Buddhist cultivator?"
The moment the Third Dragon Crown Prince's gaze landed on Jing Hui, he said with a chilling glare. "Leave now or suffer the consequences."
"Amitabha, I'm afraid I can't allow you to pass."
Jing Hui clasped her palms together while looking at the Third Dragon Crown Prince with caution.
She could tell he was a Prodigy on par with her, if not stronger than her. If she were to fight him in her current condition, it would surely be a difficult battle.
"If that's the case, you can only blame yourself for what's to come next."
Without another word, the Third Dragon Crown Prince raised his hand and channeled his Immortal Core energy. His mighty dragon qi surged, turning into a golden dragon claw that was launched toward Jing Hui!
Boom!
The void instantly blew up!
Jing Hui frowned and quickly tossed one of her prayer beads in the air. Buddhist Light radiated and turned into a Swastika symbol that attacked the Third Dragon Crown Prince!
As the two attacks collided, the energy shockwaves from the collision sent many of the Dragon clan disciples flying backward.
A battle between Prodigies was not something ordinary sky-prides could interfere.
Even spectating the battle was a risky thing to do.
"Not bad. You can take on one of my attacks. Now, what about this? Prime Gold Emperor Dragon Sword!"
The Third Dragon Crown Prince raised his arms into the sky. What followed was huge amounts of dragon qi that turned into a gold-glittering sword shadow, and piercing qi spread everywhere!
The surrounding air was turned into countless tiny swords due to the piercing qi, giving anyone the feeling of being cut and pierced.
"This is one of the Twenty-four Sword Dao Techniques!"
Jing Hui looked at that attack with a serious expression.
After that, she channeled the power of her Buddhist Light to its fullest potential. "Zen Wisdom Daoist Seal!"
She made a hand sign of a mysterious seal, releasing a vast Buddhist Light that surged foward like a raging ocean!
The sword shadow and Buddhist Light collided with a bang!
As the two energies clashed, the whole desert trembled, and it created a sandstorm that swept across the land!
Every cultivator, sky-pride, sand bandit, and others in the desert soon noticed the huge energy fluctuation.
"There's something extraordinary about this aura!"
"A conjuration also happened earlier in the same direction. It seems a great treasure has appeared."
"Let's go and check it out."
"Haha. Every treasure in the great desert shall belong to us, the Thirteen Yellowstorm Riders!"
Everyone started rushing over to the dragon well.
Meanwhile, Jing Hui was sent flying backward after blocking the Third Dragon Crown Prince's attack. Her face turned pale as the Buddhist Light around her gradually dimmed.
It was obvious that she had no trouble resisting that attack.
However, because she was already injured in the fight with the evil qi that possessed Shang Honghua earlier, her wounds had worsened.
"I'm not even sure you're my match at your full strength, let alone now," said the Third Dragon Crown Prince coldly as he stood with both hands behind his back.
His dragon qi surged as he tried to finish off Jing Hui as fast as he could. After all, many people nearby had been alerted by the commotion happening here, and he wanted to obtain the treasure in the well before everyone else arrived.
"Amitabha."
Jing Hui took a look at Shang Honghua behind her and sighed with frustration. At that, her dimming Buddhist Light immediately brightened up once more.
Her mighty Buddhist Light radiated everywhere!
"Divine Lotus Light!"
All the Buddhist Light around her flooded toward the dragon well and turned into a golden Buddhist lotus that enshrouded it within.
Following that, she tossed her prayer beads onto the Buddhist lotus to strengthen it.
After doing all of that, Jing Hui was exhausted. Hence, she sat cross-legged on the ground, her aura severely weakened.
"Benefactor Shang, it looks like this is where we part ways. I've already done all I can. The rest is up to you now," said Jing Hui as she clasped her palms. Then, she looked at the Third Dragon Crown Prince and others calmly.
She already had no intention of fighting anymore and seemed to be surrendering.
With a frown, the Third Dragon Crown Prince ordered the Dragon clan disciples, "Bring her back and lock her up. I'll deal with her once we return."
As a Buddhist Prodigy, Jing Hui was a formidable cultivator with an equally influential background.
Even someone like the Third Dragon Crown Prince was forced to take her seriously due to her Buddhist background.
After all, not everyone could just do anything as they pleased, like Chu Kuangren.
With Jing Hui brought away, the Third Dragon Crown Prince looked at the Gold Dragon Well with a stern gaze before unleashing a powerful palm attack toward it!
His brutal dragon qi slammed onto the Buddhist lotus!
The whole area shook.
However, the Buddhist lotus was unscathed!
"Why is this nun's final technique so powerful?"
The Third Dragon Crown Prince furrowed his brows.
That Buddhist lotus was incredibly sturdy. Besides, with the prayer beads strengthening it, it was sturdier than before. Even the Third Dragon Crown Prince found dealing with it challenging.
Boom, boom, boom!
Following a quick succession of attacks, the Buddhist lotus trembled while the prayer beads continued to radiate with Buddhist Light. However, it was still undamaged.
Whoosh, whoosh…
Several figures soon arrived.
Each of them emanated powerful auras as they were all top-notch sky-prides.
"How troublesome."
The Third Dragon Crown Prince frowned. Although he was not afraid of those people, he dreaded wasting the time and effort to deal with them.
At that moment, the whole area started rumbling.
Dozens of strange beasts were approaching with great speed from a distance, and they arrived at the dragon well in no time.
Upon closer look, there were thirteen cultivators.
Each was riding a ferocious strange beast, and their bodies emanated an incomparably fierce aura.
Especially the one leading the group, he was wearing an eyepatch on one eye, with the other eye exposed like a falcon. Anyone who met his gaze could not help but shudder in fear.
"It's them, the Thirteen Yellowstorm Riders!"
"I can't believe even the most famous sand bandits of this great desert have arrived."
