Although Dao Kan Mountain sent people to co, they did not take the competition for the Dragon Remains too seriously.
Because Dao Kan Mountain was already the strongest among the four immortal mountains, and had nurous disciples. If they obtained the Dragon Remains, they would further expand their strength. In these increasingly chaotic tis, it was very likely that they would beco a target for others.
The immortal mountain was aloof from worldly affairs, and did not harbor ambitions to dominate the world.
Continuing their legacy and ensuring that the Demon Descendants did not mount a large-scale counterattack.
These matters were their top priority.
This battlefield gathered many powerhouses. Apart from the Dragon Key on Su Heng’s body shining brightly, there were also flashes of blood-red light on several other people.
However, the light quickly disappeared, concealed by a secret technique, and its owner beca stealthy without a trace.
Zhao Jue glanced thoughtfully to the side.
He withdrew his gaze and refocused on Su Heng, saying, "Auris must be the soul vessel of a powerful Demon Descendant. There is also a sizable elite force of Demon Descendants hidden in the Dragon Abyss. The opening of the Dragon Tomb makes the current situation very complex.
Rember to keep so strength in reserve, lest others sit back and reap the fisherman’s bounty."
Su Heng nodded, "I understand."
He clasped his fists toward Zhao Jue, and then nodded to Solban in the distance, greeting him.
Bang!
Su Heng leaped into the air.
The ground beneath his feet burst open, and his body transford into a streak of black light soaring into the sky.
The valley was not far from the opening site of the Dragon Tomb, and with Su Heng’s extraordinary leg strength, he quickly arrived at the scene.
A gale faced him, mixed with sand and gravel.
The surroundings were shrouded in gray, with visibility so low one could not see their own hand in front of their face, the environnt extrely harsh.
This place had once been a forest surrounded by mountains and rivers, but now it was reduced to a barren land, with only the vague outlines of so rocky mountains remaining.
A figure in black cloth erged from behind a rocky mountain, a bulky man with muscles crisscrossing his face. His chest was bare, exposing a bunch of black and ssy body hair. Over his shoulder, he carried a massive mace, sared with the flesh and skin of what seed like a recently killed unfortunate victim.
This man, standing over three ters tall, was followed by two companions of normal height, whose auras were inconspicuous.
Treasure tempts the heart, let alone that of a legendary true dragon.
It was definitely worth gambling one’s life for.
This group was confident in their strength, only believing their luck to be poor for not having obtained a Dragon Key. Hence, they were waiting here to see if there was sothing to be gained. By their looks, more than one person had already encountered misfortune here. But facing Su Heng, they were dood.
"Stop!" the man in black roared thunderously, his hair and beard bristling with anger.
He had clearly cultivated so kind of roaring technique. His voice, mixed with force, caused ripples in the void as it rolled towards Su Heng.
The clothes on Su Heng’s body trembled.
Bang!
At the sa ti the man in black spoke.
The robust man in hemp clothes on the left suddenly raised his hand and threw a blue flying knife at Su Heng.
To the right of the man in black was a middle-aged swordsman with a black cloth over his face.
Seizing the opportunity, with a clang, his sword left its sheath. His body almost turned into a shadow as his sword, starting from below, slashed upwards towards Su Heng’s left waist. The coordination of these three was remarkably tacit; this combined strike not only effectively blocked the space but also delivered a very sharp killing blow. 𝐑αɴÖВĚS
Any average Martial Artist would have been in dire straits from this combined assault. And whether it was the flying knife or the sword, both were coated with a highly precious Spiritual poison capable of inhibiting the undying nature of Earth Immortals.
Faced with the ambush, Su Heng did not dodge or evade.
Instead, a thought flashed through his mind, and tens of thousands of tons of gravity suddenly converged together.
The flying knife was first fixed in midair, and then with a crack, it twisted and deford, quickly turning into a lump of twisted scrap tal. Utterly destroyed and discarded on the ground like trash. The swordsman’s face flashed with a bad premonition, and he tried to pull back, but his body was like stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.
Bang!
Su Heng’s toe touched the ground, and his body shot out explosively.
Even without doing anything else, the weight of hundreds of tons, muscles denser than tal, combined with the sudden burst of speed, made his body a divine weapon made for slaughter.
Splat!
Just being grazed by his arm,
The body of the man was torn to pieces, his head flying high, with a face frozen in terror and despair.
The man had the undying nature of an Earth Immortal, but it was not cultivated throughout his whole body. In terms of realm, he was far inferior to the current Su Heng. The injury he now suffered far exceeded his limits of healing. After writhing in agony on the ground for a while, he quickly stopped moving and t his end.
The butcher-like man in black faced Su Heng’s edge directly.
The flesh on his cheeks twitched slightly; this place with its Yin Wind was gloomy and the environnt terribly harsh. Especially in the swirling sandstorm mixed with the overpowering Dragon Power, perception was obscured. It was only when Su Heng approached did he recognize the identity of his adversary, and his heart sank.
But this man was also tough; at the crucial mont, he neither submitted nor fled.
He swung his mace high and brought it crashing down on Su Heng’s head.
Boom!
Su Heng’s figure flashed, applying the secret technique of swift movent.
As he evaded the strike by creating afterimages, he stuck close to the man in black, his face expressionless, as his broad palm lightly touched the chest of the man in black. The man in black felt as if his heart was clenched in Su Heng’s hand, his whole body numbed, and cold sweat incessantly seeped out.
He still maintained the posture of holding up his warhamr high, but he had no strength to bring it down.
"Boom!"
Su Heng rely imitated the sound lightly.
But to the man in black, it felt as if he truly died, scared to a heart-stopping halt.
His face turned ashen, and the tense muscles on his body suddenly relaxed. His spirit was thoroughly crushed, his mouth opened as he yearned to beg for rcy. But at this mont a surge of vigorous force suddenly filled his body, shattering his internal organs and cutting off his vitality, leaving only a flopping, slack mass of flesh on the ground.
Having dealt with the leader among the three, there was only the middle-aged man who had used the concealed weapons and had rough hands and feet left.
He shuddered.
He dropped the two flying knives he held onto the ground and turned to run.
Su Heng glanced at the wolf-toothed hamr at his feet, hooked it with his toe to lift it, then kicked forcefully. The hamr shot out like a bullet, and with a miserable scream, the man was sliced into two halves. His torso lunged forward, still struggling, dragging a long trail of blood as he crawled, but gradually losing strength.
There were so spectators around, originally harboring malicious intentions, but upon seeing the scene before them, they left without another word.
Since the opening of the Dragon Abyss,
Those who were able to obtain a Dragon Key and firmly hold onto it,
There were no weaklings among these people.
It was only the dim environnt, which obscured their senses, that gave them the audacity to take risks.
After dealing with the highway robbers, he continued on his way. The Dragon Power mixed with the chaotic aura from the realm of immortality altered the entire mountainous environnt. The surroundings were hazy, and at a glance, it seed as if walking in any direction would be the sa. Su Heng’s spiritual power was already quite strong, but here it was still inadequate, making it difficult to discern directions.
At this ti, the Dragon Key ca into play.
The patterns on it changed, vaguely forming an abstract arrow shape.
No matter which way he went, the arrow pointed in the sa direction. Su Heng quickened his pace and soon in the wilderness discovered a dark red fissure over ten ters high.
Dragon Power, like sothing substantial, emanated from it, turning into scarlet flashing thunder. The sound was like the sky collapsing, deafening. The aura seeping out from the fissure was ancient and decayed, as if so catastrophe had occurred within this secret realm over the nurous years, its specifics unfathomable.
Su Heng had long since made up his mind.
So he simply took out the Dragon Key, briefly confirming the direction was correct, and then without any hesitation, stepped forward. Facing the sky full of scarlet lightning, he entered the narrow fissure before him.
Void!
Su Heng’s body was like suspended in the deep sea.
The space around him was a hazy gray, with no air, no tangible matter.
He knew he had entered the realm of immortality once again. The environnt within the realm of immortality was mysterious and complex, filled with many indescribable wonders, like bizarre dreams projected into reality, forming not-quite-real entities. But this was just a small part, with the vast majority of it being an empty expanse, eerily quiet to the point of madness.
Su Heng had anticipated the current situation.
He was not panicked but took out the Dragon Key from his bosom.
The power contained within the fallen dragon’s breath boiled, hot to the touch. Su Heng gripped it with his five fingers, applying just a bit of force.
Crack!
The indestructible Dragon Key was crushed by Su Heng.
The remaining power burst out, enveloping his entire body.
A force of attraction suddenly ca, dragging Su Heng’s body forward. In his field of vision, an elliptical, leaky, irregular bubble rapidly enlarged within Su Heng’s sight.
Boom!
The sound like glass shattering rang out beside his ear.
His vision first went dark, followed by a sense of weightlessness. Su Heng was like a teor falling from the sky, dragging a long tail of fla, before heavily landing onto the ground.
Finally, there was a feeling of solid ground under his feet, but this broken realm still had no air remaining.
Su Heng’s life had evolved to a certain level.
Especially after rging the hearts of the golden crow and the Seed of Destruction, the surging heat coursing through his body could support him in extrely harsh environnts for a long ti. He just stayed in place for a mont, quickly adapting to the peculiar environnt here.
Below his feet was a path extending outward, the surrounding fog hazy, barely revealing so raised hills.
There was no air, no light.
This secret realm had no life force, and aside from rocks and dust, there was nothing else.
Su Heng followed the path forward, the mist gradually dispersing, revealing at the end a rising cliff. Atop the cliff stood a tall, middle-aged man with a beard on his lower jaw. The man was exceptionally charming, holding a green halberd in his left hand, and his right shoulder was draped with a piece of armor.
He wore a face of joy, like a worthy opponent had been t. He leaped down from the towering cliff in a single step, his fiery red cape fluttering behind him.
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