The golden radiance fell gently along with the bright starlights. They painted the earth in a gorgeous and colorful color.

As the colors intersected with the misty fog in the valley, the place looked like paradise on earth.

A breeze swept over, and Ou Yangming's white clothes fluttered in the wind. He slowly walked down from the top of the great tomb, but he still carefully controlled his position and stopped at a place where the Bone Dragon did not dare to approach, let alone attack him.

He flipped his wrist, then the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer appeared in his right hand.

The middle finger of his right hand gently pressed on the handle of the spear. The patterns on the spear instantly lit up, especially the red tassel under the tip of the spear. It was bright red like blood and was surging rapidly.

"Magic Art Amplification!" A cold light flashed in Ou Yangming's eyes. His golden mental power surged like a tide, and an invisible air wave swept out. The ground within several meters from the Bone Dragon started to shake as if a strong earthquake had occurred. Immediately after, numerous stone awls shot into the sky and pounced toward the dragon. This was the caster's range skill, which covered a huge area.

"Roar..." The Bone Dragon roared angrily and swung its tail.

Like a fast-moving small mountain, when it flashed over, its strength had reached the maximum that a top-grade spirit beast could reach. It directly peeled off all the spiritual Qi within 3 meters around its body, and the Qi turned into many grey bubbles that exploded right away.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the stone awls crumbled easily, causing many bits of gravel to fall from the sky.

Circle after circle, it was as if it was raining gravel, and the ground was in a complete mess. A Spiritualist could already possess the power to change the universe. One could break a river with a single sword and shatter a small mountain with a single punch. If one became a Venerable One, this kind of ability would improve qualitatively. One's dantian would be transformed into a lake, and one's spiritual Qi would be boundless. Additionally, one could also borrow the universe's power and with each strike, one could carry the universe's mightiness.

This time, Ou Yangming's attack was blocked, but his expression did not change at all. The Heavenly Phoenix Fire in his body burned fiercely. He sneered and thought, 'Let's see if you can block the next attack.'

Ou Yangming was within the big tomb's range at this moment. The Bone Dragon was being restricted, so it did not dare to cross the line. As such, the young fellow was in an invincible position.

With a flash of thought, Ou Yangming took half a step forward with his right foot. In his spiritual world, he visualized the phoenix that he had seen before. He kept drawing phoenixes in the air, including the appearance and charm of the Phoenixes. After a few times, he waved his sleeve forward and drew an illusory image. The young fellow used his large hand as a brush and his spiritual power as ink. He did not stop at all and his strokes were as smooth as one. A phoenix was drawn in a single stroke, where he used a single stroke to draw a phoenix. There was a faint trace of the path conception. After a long while, a phoenix that was 33 meters long condensed out of thin air. Its feathers were gorgeous and colorful. It was lifelike and exuded a majestic aura, but its eyes were closed.

At this moment, Ou Yangming was like a deity who had just created a human with his bare hands.

He Jian was dumbfounded. He felt an immense pressure spreading out from the phoenix's body and pressing down on Heaven and Earth.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he thought to himself, 'Brother Yu, just how many more tricks are you hiding?'

Previously, he had used his sword Qi to try to condense a phoenix's body, but he had only obtained its form and did not get its meaning. After seeing Ou Yangming draw a phoenix with his hand, he knew how big the gap between them was. It was like a natural moat. He took a deep breath and suppressed the faint bitterness in his heart.

The violent aura on the Bone Dragon's body reached its peak. Its grey eyes had already turned red, and white smoke was spewing out of its nostrils as if it could explode at any time. Every inch of its bones and every rune on its body looked like they were being pecked by tens of thousands of ants.

"It's time." Upon seeing this, Ou Yangming's eyes lit up.

He pointed his finger, and a wisp of the Heavenly Phoenix Fire fused into the phoenix's body. He coldly shouted, "Your spiritual sense has been connected. If you don't open your eyes now, when will you do it?" As soon as he finished, a peculiar spell was cast.

Instantly, an arrogant phoenix cry swept out. The clouds in the sky gathered and dispersed, then they gathered again.

An indescribable golden light burst out from the phoenix's eyes and filled the universe. It was noble and elegant.

More white mists spewed out from the Bone Dragon's nose. Every cell on its body turned red and started burning black flames. A violent aura swept through Heaven and Earth but because of the restrictions on its body, it did not dare to go near the tomb.

"Go!" Ou Yangming raised his left hand and pressed down.

The phoenix's aura was monstrous, and its eyes were filled with disdain. Its feathers trembled, causing the surrounding air to shake. Wherever it passed, strong winds blew and gravel flew everywhere. It crashed into the Bone Dragon.

"Roar..." The Bone Dragon roared, and it was like a fast black stream of light.

A drop of blood essence emerged from the dragon's horn, dyeing every bone on its body red.

"Boom!" A loud sound rang out, and the two collided. The earth rumbled, and even the sky darkened. A destructive power swept out, and the space rippled, overlapping in circles.

After 2 breaths, the phoenix's body was showing signs of collapsing.

Ou Yangming's voice was anxious as he ordered in a low voice, "Head, swallow it with the Devouring Power!"

As soon as he finished, a weird head flew out. It opened its mouth, and its teeth were sharp. The Devouring Power erupted and the Bone Dragon clearly paused for a moment. Even the blood in its eyes dissipated, leaving only terror. It was this pause that allowed the head to bite its neck. Then head then took in a deep breath, and an exceptional suction force burst out. Its mouth seemed to have turned into a mysterious black hole at this time.

In just 2 breaths, the Bone Dragon that was tens of meters long was devoured.

"Hiss... It... It died just like that?" He Jian's face was filled with disbelief. After all, it was a dragon. Only its skeleton was left, but it was still a dragon.

Ou Yangming's eyes revealed a look of satisfaction. He nodded and smiled. "It didn't die; it was swallowed."

Naturally, He Jian did not understand the difference, but he did not ask further.

As for Ou Yangming, he wondered, 'I've used the skull to kill the Bone Dragon once, but it unexpectedly resurrected. Now that it was swallowed, it won't resurrect again, right?'

Of course, he also felt a bit of a pity. The dragon's body was full of treasures. If its bones were used to smith pieces of equipment, they would surely surpass the limits of this world and be made into magic treasures. Now that the dragon was swallowed by the head, it was indeed a waste.

"Let's go!" Ou Yangming checked his interspatial bag and said softly.

Neither of them mentioned about the head and the Bone Dragon as if nothing ever happened.

This was the brilliance of He Jian's way of dealing with people. If someone did not talk about a certain thing, he would not ask about it.

When they returned using the path they came from, Ou Yangming's face revealed a thoughtful expression. He pondered for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Why did the previously devastated land seem to have healed by itself?" He had observed and compared the scenes in his mind for a long time before he asked.

"Yes, I've also noticed it. Besides, it seems that all the destroyed vegetation and shattered rocks returned to their original states too." He Jian's heart turned cold.

They felt that a pair of invisible hands seemed to be controlling everything in the world, and they took a deep breath. They looked at each other and saw a sharp and cold glint flash across each other's eyes. Nodding slightly, they accelerated and flew toward the gravel path.

Outside Mount Return Sword, the majestic pressure was firmly pressing on their shoulders.

Ou Yangming glanced at the mountain, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart. 'I'll come back here one day.'

On the other hand, He Jian looked weathered. This was where he was first reborn from the fire and by chance, he became the god of swords that suppressed everyone in his generation. This time, the old man was promised that his foundation would be rebuilt. 'This place is truly a land of blessings to me,' he thought to himself.

Ou Yangming pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Senior He, this place is incredibly important to me. I hope you won't mention anything to others."He knew He Jian's character, but this place was simply too important to him, so he could not help but remind the old man.

"Brother Yu, don't worry. I can still control my mouth," He Jian responded softly with a stern expression.

Throughout their journey, he knew that Ou Yangming had many secrets. He also had a faint intuition that those secrets were closely related to Mount Return Sword.

Of course, even if Ou Yangming did not say it, he would still keep the whole series of things on Mount Return Sword a secret.

"Thank you, Senior He, for your understanding." Ou Yangming slightly cupped his hands.

"Brother Yu, you're being too polite..." He Jian smiled and returned the salutation.

Ou Yangming smiled without saying anything. His gaze focused as he lightly took half a step forward. An ingenious technique of unlocking restrictions was unleashed. All sorts of strange gestures were made from his hands. After 10 breaths, this layer of natural barrier that blocked Mount Return Sword flowed like a tide. With a single point as the core, tiny ripples rippled out.

The young fellow took a step forward. Like a roc that had opened its wings, he flashed and disappeared.

He Jian's body technique was also exquisite. He was like a sharp longsword that cut through the heavenly palaces.

After an instant, the rotten aura from the cursed land spread out once again. The light grey sky and the surging clouds. Countless black storms on the land sucked the yellow sand into the sky like nine dragons sucking in water. Subsequently, they fell from the sky, and the world started to rain fine yellow sand. The land was desolate and further away, it was filled with black fog.

This seven-colored light screen divided the land into 2 worlds.

One side was quiet and peaceful but was full of vitality.

The other side was lifeless and full of destruction, filled with violence and slaughter.

Ou Yangming let out a long breath and said in a deep voice, "It's hard to believe that such a world exists in this light screen. This is really hard to imagine, and it's too terrifying."

The wrinkles on He Jian's forehead were squeezed together and were engraved with traces of time. He nodded in agreement. "It's hard to imagine that such power can be controlled by human power. Even if one took that step, one wouldn't be able to do it, right?" At this moment, he felt that he was as small as a grain of sand. Indeed, this kind of power was comparable to the universe's power.

He had not seen the scene of Xu Aoran shattering the Heavenly Disaster. If he did, what would he feel?