Chapter 5725It wasn’t just violently shattered, but fundamentally negated, stripped of its very foundation of existence!“This… what kind of power is this?”The Wanfa Sect Master’s pupils constricted sharply. He felt his connection to the formation being forcibly severed; the absolute difference in power level sent a chill down his spine!In just three breaths, the Wanfa Sect’s protective formation, powerful enough to withstand the onslaught of a fifth-grade Celestial Immortal, vanished silently and completely, like a bubble in the sunlight, leaving no trace!The backlash from the formation’s destruction caused all the Wanfa Sect disciples who had maintained it to cough up blood, their auras instantly weakening!Without the formation’s protection, they were directly exposed to the undisguised ferocity of hundreds of true dragons!“Roar—!”Old Black seized the opportunity, letting out a deafening roar, and charged down first!His massive dragon body, like a collapsing mountain, crashed directly into the magnificent gate tower of the Myriad Laws Sect!“Boom!”Jade and stone shattered, dust billowed into the sky!The gate, symbolizing the Myriad Laws Sect’s millennia-long glory, was reduced to dust under Old Black’s brute force!“Kill!”David’s icy voice was like a final judgment.The dragon army moved! Like a flood bursting its banks, like a sophisticated and terrifying war machine, they instantly engulfed the Myriad Laws Sect’s gate tower!The fiery dragon’s breath ignited the pavilions and towers, the lightning summoned by the thunder dragon shattered the meditation chambers, the storm whipped up by the wind dragon tore apart the disciples’ attempts to form a defensive formation, and the icy breath exhaled by the ice dragon turned areas into frozen wastelands…The disciples of the Myriad Laws Sect fought desperately, their various exquisite spells gleaming, talismans and magical treasures flying everywhere, but they appeared so pale and powerless before the absolute power, defense, and innate divine abilities of the dragon race.The vast difference in individual strength and the overwhelming force of their fighting spirit made this battle a one-sided massacre from the very beginning.David did not participate in the melee below; his gaze pierced through the numerous obstacles, locking onto the deepest part of the Myriad Laws Sect, the main hall enshrining the statue of the White Jade Ancestor. Hetook a step forward, his figure like a ghost, ignoring all attacks and obstacles along the way. Space seemed to lose its meaning before him; the next moment, he appeared in that solemn and majestic hall.Inside the main hall, dozens of white-haired elders with powerful auras formed a mysterious formation, guarding the white jade statue.The statue, about three zhang tall, was warm and smooth, its face blurred yet exuding a Daoist charm that could enlighten all, its body flowing with pure and boundless faith.“You heretics, do not even think of blaspheming our ancestor!”The leading purple-robed elder, his eyes bloodshot, summoned a Bagua mirror, its light blazing, aimed at David.David didn’t even glance at it, merely flicking his sleeve casually.“Bang!”The seemingly extraordinary Bagua mirror, along with the purple-robed elder, was struck as if by an invisible hammer, instantly exploding into countless points of light, their forms and spirits annihilated!The other elders were horrified, and before they could react, David had already reached out and grabbed at the white jade statue.noveldrama“Absorb!”An invisible suction force enveloped the statue.The statue trembled violently, its surface shimmering wildly, attempting to resist. Containing within it was a trace of primordial soul power left behind by the founding patriarch of the Myriad Laws Sect, along with ten thousand years of accumulated faith—it had already become sentient!“A mere wisp of remnant spirit dares to obstruct me?”David’s eyes turned cold. The Great Luo Golden Scripture within his sea of consciousness stirred slightly, and a supreme aura of law emanated from it.Like a subject encountering an emperor, the statue’s will to resist instantly crumbled!A highly condensed, pure, milky-white pillar of soul power was forcibly extracted from the statue’s brow, flowing like a hundred rivers into the sea, and projected onto the Myriad Transformations Blood Soul Pearl that appeared in David’s palm!“No—!”The remaining elders in the hall cried out in despair, watching helplessly as the symbol of their sect, the source of their lineage, lost its spirit and became dim and lifeless before them.