1069: Chapter 1069: Assault on the Supre Hall_1 1069: Chapter 1069: Assault on the Supre Hall_1 “Boom”, “Rumble”…
Terrible thunderbolts are ravaging in the void, their oppressive power perates with its breath, and the entire dark forest is covered by this oppression.
The awe-inspiring might of Heaven is formidable, an invisible will sweeps over.
All the demonic beasts within the dark forest lay prone on the ground, their bodies trembling violently.
The terrifying oppressive will makes their beast souls shake, not daring to resist.
Once they resist, they would likely be wiped out by this terrifying will.
Ji Shaobai, watching Long Yan in the thunder, his legs were trembling.
The oppressive will caused him unbearable strain.
If he was not determined to prop up, his legs would have already been kneeling on the ground.
This oppressive will is too terrifying, giving a sense of facing the will of heaven and earth.
Such trendous power is hidden inside Long Yan’s body!
“Ah!!!”
Long Yan is enraged, his eyes are blood red, he gazes towards the heavens, a roar echoes like rolling thunder and reverberates, this continuous roar is deafening, and hearing this roar fills one with desperate grief, as if their heart is being torn apart.
With this roar, the thunderbolts in the space grow even more intense, rolling heavenly thunders fall, the ground is bombed with huge crevices, peaks are leveled, and the mountains and ranges collapse.
“What a strong fluctuation of breath, what’s going on?”
“This commotion is coming from the depths of the dark forest, could it be that so amazing treasures have surfaced?”
“Let’s go check it out.
It’s not impossible for valuable treasures to appear in the dark forest.
Such a commotion is certain to alert the Supre Hall.
If we can get there early, we might be able to benefit.”
….
There are quite a few people near the dark forest who sensed this huge disturbance.
They all thought so treasures have erged and rushed towards the depths of the dark forest.
“Supre Hall, I, Long Yan, will never stop until one of us is dead!”
Montum surges around him, Evil Qi rges with thunderbolts, the cold murderous intent in his blood-red eyes becos substantial, Long Yan is like an Asura God of Death that hails from hell.
Imdiately after, Long Yan tossed the scared Ji Shaobai, who had turned pale, into the Demon Dragon Realm, then disappeared in the Dark Forest.
……
In the mysterious space, two figures stand at the edge of a cliff, their gazes slightly raised, sothing in the void seems to be attracting the two.
There are two youths, one of them is in white clothes, handso, in his mid-twenties.
The deepness in his eyes carries a touch of steadiness, like a battle-hardened general.
Just standing there, he is like an unrivaled divine sword.
The other person is another youth, tall and robust, over three ters in height, muscular and sporting explosive power, just like a humanoid tyrannosaurus.
If you look close, his skin has so golden lines, a very frightening power.
This youth’s eyes are also deep, just with a touch of vicissitudes, as if he’s gone through so major changes.
“What are you looking at?”
Suddenly, the youth in white withdraws his gaze, looks at the robust youth, and asks softly.
“That question, you’ve asked many tis, you’ve had the answer in your heart for a long ti.”
The robust youth with his arms crossed in front of his chest, responds dispassionately.
Each ti after cultivation, they both would co here to stand for a while.
Their thoughts are the sa.
“We’ve been in the domain of the Emperor for five years now, our younger brother is undoubtedly searching for us everywhere, but unfortunately, we’re unable to leave here, unable to et with him.”
The youth in white clothes sighs lightly.
“We’re almost there, just one more round of secluded cultivation and we can et the requirents of those two old things.
We can then leave this damned place and reconnect with Big Brother.”
The robust youth’s gaze flickers, then he turns to the white-clothed youth, “Brother Chen, I have awakened the Power of the War God.
As long as I truly control the War God’s Soldier Seal, I am fully confident of challenging the Ancient Emperor.
What about you?”
“I have perfected the cultivation of Sword Intent.
After one more closed-door session, I should be able to condense the Qilin’s power into the Qilin Divine Pattern.
I, too, am fully confident of ascending to beco an Ancient Emperor.
However, I feel a hidden bloodline within .
This bloodline is more potent than the Qilin Bloodline, but it’s deeply concealed and elusive—I can’t grasp it.
Perhaps my strength isn’t enough yet.”
The white-clothed youth asks, “Do you have any idea how powerful our Third Brother has beco?”
“Big Brother’s talent and foundation surpass ours.
We’ve been cultivating here for five years, and while we do have certain advantages, Big Brother’s strength will not be beneath ours.”
The robust youth replies.
“Let’s isolate ourselves to push for the Ancient Emperor level.
Five years have passed, it’s ti for us to leave this damned place.”
Afterward, the two of them turned around and left the cliff.
………
Beneath the vast starry cosmos, several ancient Divine Mountains lay dormant like primordial behemoths.
Each Divine Mountain was incomparably massive, more than ten tis larger than the True Yang Mountain Range, and filled with a primitive breath.
Each of these mountains combined to unleash an inscrutable divine might.
Their re montum instils fear in people.
Clouds and mists swirl around countless palaces nestled between these mountains, concealing many formidable auras.
This is the Supre Hall, the overlord of the Emperor Domain, the true top dog.
Outside the Divine Mountain, a hundred-ter-high gate stood tall, piercing the firmant like a sharp sword.
Above it, the three characters of “Supre Hall” slowly glimred.
Countless secret patterns twirled around it, embodying infinite mysteries.
Much like three divine suns hanging above the sky do, they were extraordinarily dazzling.
Suddenly, a figure cloaked in a purple robe erged from the void, wielding a Blood Saber.
He moved towards the Supre Hall, with the void trembling at each of his steps.
His terrifying intent to kill and Evil Qi swept all over.
“Who dares intrude?
This is the Supre Hall, and those who force entry shall be Killed Unforgiven!”
At the Mountian Gate, over a dozen disciples of the Supre Hall guarded the entrance.
Seeing the figure in the purple robe, their vigilance was heightened as one of the youths sternly queried.
“Those…
who block…
…
die!”
The voice was cold, as if it originated from the Nine Nether, making the hearts of these disciples of Supre Hall flutter.
“Just who are you?”
The leading youth mustered courage to ask once again.
However, Long Yan didn’t respond at all.
He rely let his blood-red eyes fall upon them, continuing to stride forward as the Dragon Tooth left a trail of blood light in the void.
“Quick, alert the Elders.
Soone is attempting to force their way into Supre Hall!”
The lead youth said to another youth beside him before pulling out a long sword from his Storage Ring, “Brothers, do not let him cross this gate.
The elders will be here soon!”
At the sa ti, the rest of the disciples were also ready and alert.
Everyone was on edge.
They all recognized Long Yan was no good man.
“Die!”
Just then, Long Yan slashed down with his sword.
The Blood-colored Blade Light suppressed everything beneath it.
Those more than a dozen disciples of Supre Hall didn’t even have the chance to scream before the sword light turned them to blood mist.
Imdiately after, Long Yan crossed the Mountain Gate of the Supre Hall.
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