After the college entrance examination, my identity as a Mahayana Immortal Venerable could no longer

Chapter 69 Mahayana Tendon-Stretching, Hand-Rubbing Plaster

"Pfft"

Those dark golden scales, impenetrable even by depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds, were as brittle as sour potato chips before Lu Yuan's fingertips.

The Gengjin sword energy precisely sliced ​​through the giant beast's tough hide, avoiding the surrounding large blood vessels and nerves, and penetrating directly into the crevices of its spine.

At this moment, the golden-scaled unicorn dragon finally regained control of its vocal cords.

It let out a scream that was extremely shrill.

The sound waves exploded on the seabed, instantly turning fish and shrimp within a radius of several nautical miles into minced meat.

"Immortal Lord, spare my life! This junior was blind! I am willing to offer my soul and blood to acknowledge you as my master!"

The dragon's cries for mercy flooded Lu Yuan's mind through his divine sense.

It has now fully come to terms with reality.

That kind of condensed Gengjin sword energy, so refined that even its ancestor couldn't withstand it. That kind of law-based control that treats space as nothing.

These aren't some kind of natives. They're clearly top-tier old monsters from the cultivation world, capable of sweeping across the ages.

Lu Yuan didn't even lift his eyelids.

"You dare to challenge me?"

Just those three words shattered all of Jiaolong's wishful thinking.

Lu Yuan's right hand groped deep inside the giant beast's neck bone for half a second. He accurately grasped a translucent, pale golden, gelatinous substance, as thick as a child's arm.

This is the dragon's main tendon, containing the essence of its life's blood and energy.

"Bear with it. It'll be quick."

Lu Yuan suddenly flipped his wrist, his five fingers gripping the golden tendon tightly.

Then, he placed his feet on the beast's broad back, strained his waist, and jerked backward.

"Sizzle—"

A chilling tearing sound echoed across the sea.

Along the spine that stretched for tens of meters on the back of the behemoth, dark golden scales and tough flesh were torn apart by an irresistible force.

Golden blood gushed out like a fountain. Before it could even touch Lu Yuan's clothes, it was instantly evaporated by the invisible protective energy surrounding him, which was three feet away.

Lu Yuan was like pulling out a thick cable buried in the ground.

With each step he took back, a section of the translucent golden tendon in his hand was pulled out.

The dragon's massive body churned wildly on the sea surface. Its enormous tail slapped the water, creating tsunamis tens of meters high.

But no matter how much it struggled, it couldn't escape the excruciating pain deep within its spine, a pain that felt like its soul was being torn apart.

It even considered detonating its demon core, intending to perish together with this cruel human.

But to its despair, it discovered that its demon core had long been sealed tightly within its dantian by Lu Yuan's spiritual energy. Not even a crack could be opened.

Two minutes later.

Lu Yuan stood in mid-air, dozens of meters away from the head of the giant beast.

In his hand, wrapped around a dragon's main tendon, over thirty meters long, emanating a rich, exotic fragrance and a pale golden light.

The tendon had separated from its mother. It was still wriggling slightly in Lu Yuan's hand, as if it were alive.

Without the support of its main sinews, the once majestic deep-sea behemoth lay utterly limp on the surface of the sea, like a dried-out pile of mud.

Large gushes of golden blood stained the surrounding seawater red.

It wasn't dead yet. Its nascent soul stage vitality allowed it to linger in extreme pain.

Lu Yuan rummaged through his Nine Heavens Storage Ring and pulled out a white jade box that had been empty for who knows how many years. He carefully coiled the still-wriggling dragon tendon inside and casually cast a Spirit Sealing Incantation.

"This meat is too dry. Keeping it will only pollute the environment."

Lu Yuan carefully put away the jade box. He looked down at the dragon, which was barely breathing.

He raised his right hand, palm facing the massive mountain of flesh below.

The true fire of the Mahayana stage burst forth from his palm.

A ball of pure white flame instantly enveloped the giant beast's body.

There was no thick smoke. There was no burnt smell.

The golden-scaled, one-horned dragon, exceeding a hundred meters in size, couldn't even last three seconds under the scorching white flames.

It turned directly into a handful of fine ashes, which were then scattered into the Pacific Ocean by the sea breeze.

On the sea surface, only a few thousand tons of boiling seawater remained, bubbling and gurgling.

In the distance, the chairman of the conglomerate, who had miraculously survived by clinging to the tail of a helicopter amidst the crashing waves, witnessed this divine scene.

He opened his mouth wide. He didn't even realize that seawater was filling his stomach.

The ultimate trump card that the S.H.I.E.L.D. spent three years of hard work and countless lives to awaken.

In this boy's hands, he wasn't even qualified to be a punching bag. He was skinned alive, his tendons pulled out, and cremated on the spot.

Lu Yuan turned his head. His gaze swept over the middle-aged white man in a tattered suit on the sea.

Of course he knew who this ant was. He'd seen this face before when searching the soul of that scarred-face man.

Lu Yuan had no intention of personally killing this kind of trash. He found it disgusting.

He flicked away a single drop of golden dragon blood that had remained on his fingertip from the cramp.

The drop of blood transformed into a streak of red light in mid-air, landing precisely on the sea surface less than ten meters from the chairman of the conglomerate.

The violent spiritual energy and exotic fragrance contained in the dragon's blood instantly spread throughout the seawater.

The deep-sea sharks, initially frightened away by the giant beast, were drawn in by the scent of this top-tier prey, enough to cause them to mutate. They all swarmed towards it like madmen from all directions.

The chairman of the conglomerate stared at the dozens of enormous dorsal fins rapidly approaching from beneath the water's surface, letting out a scream of utter despair.