"Dragon! It's really a dragon!"
A cry of astonishment.
In an instant, it ignited the emotions of all the cultivators present.
"A true dragon, a real dragon! I'm going to strike it rich this time!"
"Get lost, all of you! The dragon's horns are mine—nobody better try to snatch them!"
"Dragon blood to forge the body, dragon scales to make robes!"
"Anyone below the Tribulation Crossing stage, scram! This isn't your business. I propose those at the Tribulation Crossing stage and above join forces to slay the dragon!"
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The cultivators in the crowd immediately began a heated discussion about who would claim the dragon.
They acted as if the true dragon was already within their grasp.
To be fair, their excitement was understandable.
It had been tens of thousands of years since anyone in this world had seen a dragon.
This rare encounter was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them.
As for slaying the dragon?
On any other day, such a task would have been nearly impossible.
But under the current circumstances?
It was actually quite simple.
All they needed was to sabotage the silver dragon's heavenly tribulation.
The dragon would naturally perish under the tribulation, and they could reap the rewards without lifting a finger.
And all these discussions were heard clearly by Ye Yu.
He turned around slowly.
Raising his right hand, he formed a sword gesture with his fingers.
In an instant.
Countless streams of sword energy emerged.
They erupted from behind Ye Yu.
In a flash, eight cultivators were shredded on the spot by the overwhelming sword energy.
This thunderous display of power.
Instantly froze the heated atmosphere into an icy silence.
The faces of the crowd grew grim, and they instinctively took a step back.
Yin Feijing, staring at the corpses on the ground, was shocked to realize—
The dead were precisely those who had been shouting the loudest earlier.
Indeed.
Ye Yu's strike was a precision execution.
After all, no matter the circumstances, Xie Muling was his second senior sister.
As long as Ye Yu was here, he wouldn’t allow anyone to disrespect her.
If they wanted to target the dragon, they had to be ready to die!
The countless streams of sword energy suddenly surged, encircling the crowd's heads at incredible speed.
It was like a death sentence, warning everyone present.
Ye Yu spoke in an indifferent tone, "Now, all of you—leave!
If anyone dares to covet the dragon again, they will die!"
Upon hearing this.
Some of the lower-level cultivators began having second thoughts.
Judging by the sword energy just now.
Ye Yu’s strength was far beyond their reach.
He was, at the very least, a high-level Tribulation Crossing cultivator.
For those in the Nascent Soul or Unity stages, it was impossible to intervene in such a battle.
If they stayed, their fate would undoubtedly mirror those who had fallen.
After much contemplation.
More than half of the cultivators decided to leave.
The remaining individuals were far more resolute.
One of them even began to approach Ye Yu in mid-air.
"Fellow Daoist, aren't you being unreasonable?
As the saying goes, 'finders keepers.'
A true dragon has appeared—who wouldn’t be tempted?
Moreover, do you really think you can monopolize it alone? Be careful not to choke!"
Ye Yu’s expression remained calm.
He asked softly, "So, everyone who stayed—do you share this sentiment?"
The dozens of cultivators present immediately nodded.
They assumed Ye Yu was yielding under pressure.
However, Yin Feijing knew better.
Ye Yu was never one to be easily persuaded.
Wisely, she retreated to a safe distance, creating space between herself and the crowd.
Ye Yu noticed her movement.
He immediately cast her a look of approval.
Then, he clasped his hands together, forming a seal in front of him.
In an instant.
The previously dim sky was suddenly illuminated by starlight.
It poured down onto the earth.
Some cultivators, confused, glanced upward.
Their expressions filled with bewilderment.
They had never seen the stars shine so brightly.
No, something wasn’t right!
The silver dragon was undergoing a heavenly tribulation.
The sky above was filled with tribulation clouds.
Even moonlight couldn't penetrate.
So how could starlight?
This was the Starfall Technique from the Myriad Celestial Stars Art.
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