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Overlooking the depths of the Dragon Abyss, it is deep and tranquil, with scattered starlight that is silent like the sun and moon, vast like the Milky Way. Countless mysterious powers are hidden within, evoking a sense of awe. The Hidden Dragon Hall is concealed within this enigmatic Dragon Abyss, a creation of nature that no one could have imagined would exist at the bottom of such a chasm.
Ye Yang placed his hands behind his back and leaped into the Dragon Abyss. A stream of dim, magical Starlight Power swirled around his beast robe, adding an air of heroism. His entire demeanor had undergone a tremendous transformation since his last visit to the Hidden Dragon Hall; the confidence in his brows made him appear even more striking. Behind him, the Azure Soul Sword emitted a faint azure glow, subtly highlighting the extraordinary nature of the Heir of the Hidden Dragon Hall.
Yun Xiaoxi entered alongside Yan Yao, both having similarly unfulfilled intentions. Three afterimages swept into the Dragon Abyss without making much noise. The three of them tacitly suppressed their internal auras to the utmost limit to avoid disturbing the High-Level Beasts lurking deep within the Dragon Abyss.
Ye Yang plummeted toward the valley floor like an arrow. Although he concealed his aura, he could not escape the keen senses of the magical beasts. Soon, a group of Colorful Dragons perched on the stone walls of the Dragon Abyss flapped their wings and flew over, each emitting fierce and sharp roars as if warning Ye Yang.
"Hmph, seeking death?"
Ye Yang smiled slightly as he gathered energy in his palms, transforming it into a vast whirlwind. His body spun rapidly, becoming a spiraling storm as he descended. Countless Colorful Dragons were caught in the tempest, unable to make any sound as they were turned into mush, with large Demon Beast Cores and Ling Kong falling to the ground.
Colorful Dragons are inherently cruel magical beasts that had been guided by the mysterious powers deep within the Hidden Dragon Hall to lie in wait in the Dragon Abyss. They did not distinguish between friend and foe; thus, their appearance to hinder Ye Yang was indeed seeking death.
"Clap! Clap!"
Ye Yang continuously danced through the air in zigzag patterns, each step creating colorful energy ripples that refracted as he flew, collecting every Colorful Dragon Core into his possession. This time, entering the Azure Cloud Mountain Range had completely turned into a hunt; at this moment, Ye Yang's Cosmic Bag likely contained no fewer than 100 High-Level Beast Cores, including those from Starry Sky Beasts.
...
Continuing to fly for several minutes, he suddenly saw light ahead.
"Swish!"
Emerging from the bottom of the Dragon Abyss, he was greeted by a magnificent sight: radiant clouds illuminated an expansive gorge. Within this gorge stood the imposing architecture of the Hidden Dragon Hall amidst towering mountains. In front of the main hall stood two tall and majestic general statues, seemingly guarding the Hidden Dragon Hall like two divine beings.
"Hmm?"
Ye Yang sniffed and felt an ominous sensation in his heart. He said, "Why can't I see the Guardian Dragon? Also, why does it feel like there is a scent of corpses within the Hidden Dragon Hall? This is... truly strange."
Yun Xiaoxi's face turned cold as she said, "This is not good. There seems to be a very powerful aura of death coming from the direction of the Hidden Dragon Hall. That is... that is the Immortal Secret Technique from Asura Hall..."
"Immortal Secret Technique?" Ye Yang frowned.
"Yes," Yun Xiaoxi nodded, her expression cautious. "Since the Void Sect split into Serene Gate and Asura Hall, Asura Hall has been practicing evil spirit techniques. Sister Zeng Xuan's Soul Technique is one of them, but compared to the Soul Technique, the Immortal Secret Technique from Asura Hall is even more sinister and domineering. It absorbs souls to enhance one's own power, but the entire soul will fall into Purgatory, never to be reincarnated. This is also why few people in Asura Hall cultivate the Immortal Secret Technique."
"Never to be reincarnated..." Ye Yang took a deep breath and said, "To abandon even the cycle of reincarnation, how much courage does it take to practice the Immortal Secret Technique?"
Yun Xiaoxi chuckled lightly, "Over the past thousands of years, countless people have practiced the Immortal Secret Technique, but very few have succeeded. Clearly, there is someone in Hidden Dragon Hall who has successfully cultivated the Immortal Secret Technique. Hmph, this power is extremely domineering and formidable. Zi Yu, you need to be extra careful. Those who practice the Immortal Secret Technique are essentially dead; they have abandoned their souls and gained an incredibly tyrannical death power."
Ye Yang's brows furrowed tightly as he said, "Damn it, who on earth dares to come to our Asura Hall and cause trouble just because they learned the Immortal Secret Technique?"
"Yes."
Yan Yao then said, "Brother, be careful..."
"I know!"
Ye Yang raised his sword-like brows and stepped into the void, transforming into a straight bolt of lightning heading towards the main hall of Hidden Dragon Hall.
As he flew through the air and looked down at the ground, he noticed that the massive statue in front of the main hall was severely damaged. The stone statue holding a long spear had even lost part of its arm, with deep grooves left on it. Clearly, it had been struck by an immense force; it was hard to imagine how powerful that force must have been. If it had hit head-on, these two statues would have long since turned into ruins.
Above the hall, even the mountain gate had been damaged. Additionally, two Dragon Armored Warriors lay fallen at the entrance of the hall, blood pooling on the ground.
Ye Yang clenched his teeth and suddenly descended, sensing that one of the Dragon Armored Warriors still had a breath of life left in him. He helped him up and asked, "What happened?"
The young Dragon Warrior smiled upon seeing Ye Yang and said, "Young Master, you finally returned! Quickly... go to the main hall; two very powerful individuals have arrived. One of them has cultivated an immortal body and cannot be killed at all. Even Flying Scythe General suffered a loss and was severely injured..."
"What?!"
Ye Yang widened his eyes. He was aware of Fei Lian's strength, being at the peak of Starry Sky Level Five, commanding the eight thousand Soldiers of Hidden Dragon Hall, and serving as the combat trainer for all Dragon Warriors, tasked with protecting the entire Hidden Dragon Hall. If even Fei Lian had been defeated, who exactly was this newcomer?
Thinking of this, Ye Yang felt a shiver in his heart. He channeled some True Qi from the Hidden Dragon Technique to heal this Dragon Warrior and then swiftly dashed into the main hall.
From a distance, he could see a scene where the sky and earth had changed color. In the vast plaza of Hidden Dragon Hall, the Divine Dragon Statue that was surrounded by stone broad swords was already stained with blood. Nearly a hundred Dragon Armored Warriors lay there, barely alive, with many already dead, their bodies torn apart in a tragic manner.
...
Beneath the statue, Flying Scythe General lay on his back, a massive broad sword wound piercing through his body and pinning him to the ground. Fei Lian's blood flowed down the stone steps, his face pale. Although he was a Starry Sky Level Five powerhouse capable of recovering vitality on his own, in this state, his aura was extremely weak and he was close to death.
Fei Lian's crushing defeat! This thought lingered endlessly in Ye Yang's mind.
"What happened..."
Ye Yang slowly stepped into the plaza.
Looking up, above the stone steps stood a figure in black robes, revealing a decayed hand gripping a dark spear. The person's face was obscured, shrouded entirely in a cloak. However, it was visible to the naked eye that numerous small black creatures were swirling around him; they were carrion flies that seemed to be nurtured by this half-dead being.
...
"Ha ha ha! Is there really no one left in Hidden Dragon Hall?" The figure in black laughed maniacally, pointing the spear forward and shouting, "Old man Azure Xuan, is there truly no young talent in your Hidden Dragon Hall who can fight me?"
On the steps stood Elder Qingxuan in green robes with a wooden staff. His face was ashen as he looked at the figure atop the stone statue and said, "This old bone of mine would indeed like to experience your Immortal Secret Technique and see just how powerful this technique is that Xuan Lian discarded!"
The figure in black laughed sinisterly, pointing at Elder Qingxuan and saying, "Is Hidden Dragon Hall really devoid of talent? You actually have to rely on an elder to take action? Ha ha ha! Azure Xuan, you are a respected elder while I am a new disciple of Hidden Dragon Hall. Can you really bear to fight against someone from the younger generation?"
Elder Qingxuan's face turned pale as he glanced at Flying Scythe General who was on the verge of death and then at those tragically dead Dragon Armored Warriors. Unable to contain his grief and anger, he shouted furiously, "Holder of the Immortal Secret Technique! Do you really think there is no one left in Hidden Dragon Hall? If it weren't for Flying Scythe General having recently tamed the beasts of Hidden Dragon Mountain and getting injured, would you have been able to defeat him? Hmph! The Guardian Dragon is currently in hibernation; otherwise, it would have devoured you long ago!"
"Is that so?" The figure in black let out a strange laugh and said, "Then let the outstanding talents of Hidden Dragon Hall challenge me! As long as someone can defeat me, I and Fire Plow Senior Brother will leave immediately without touching a single blade of grass from Hidden Dragon Hall. How about that?"
Elder Qingxuan's expression was grim.
At that moment, several young Dragon Armored Warriors could no longer contain themselves and shouted angrily, "How dare you, thief! Do you really think there is no one in Hidden Dragon Hall? We will fight you!"
Just as the young Dragon Warriors were about to engage in battle, Elder Qingxuan spoke in a low voice, carrying a sense of authority. "All of you step back. If you cannot even defeat Fei Lian, then going will only lead to your deaths! This Immortal Secret Technique is incredibly sinister; Fei Lian's attacks are completely ineffective against it. You are not his match."
"But Elder! We cannot just stand by and watch Hidden Dragon Hall be humiliated..." several young Dragon Warriors protested indignantly.
Elder Qingxuan furrowed his white brows and remained silent.
At that moment, a deep and clear voice rang out, word by word.
"Who dares to act recklessly in the territory of Hidden Dragon Hall? Let me, Ye Yang, test your skills. What do you say?"
As he spoke, a handsome young man with two long swords strapped to his back stepped onto the platform of the square. It was Ye Yang, his face ablaze with anger. Although he was trying hard to suppress his fury, the scorching Fire God Fragment True Qi surrounding him surged uncontrollably.
This battle was inevitable!
Ye Yang's appearance immediately brightened Elder Qingxuan's eyes, and a joyful smile spread across his face, though it quickly faded as he became serious. "Zi Yu, why aren't you out training? Why have you returned?"
"I missed you, old man..." Ye Yang replied with a carefree grin.
Instantly, a group of young Dragon Warriors from Hidden Dragon Hall broke into smiles. They all recognized this young man clad in Hidden Dragon Hall's unique attire; he was the one who had received the Divine Dragon Blood inheritance—the Heir of the Hidden Dragon Hall—who had already made a name for himself across the continent. He was the one who had carved out his own territory and fought against Great Qin's renowned generals and resisted Xiang Yu's Iron Cavalry. How could anyone forget his name?
Ye Yang stepped forward and knelt before Elder Qingxuan on one knee, lazily smiling as he said, "Master, let me take care of this barking dog for you. What do you think?"
Azure Xuan looked at this most outstanding disciple and couldn't help but nod with a smile while quietly saying, "Be careful; this person is neither dead nor alive and possesses extraordinary skills. He is very sinister."
"Alright, I understand."
...
Ye Yang turned around and glanced at the figure in the black robe on the Divine Dragon Statue. He raised his hand and slowly drew the Azure Soul Sword from behind him. The crisp sound of the sword echoed across the square as the Blade pointed directly at the opponent. Ye Yang smiled and said, "Hey, I don't know what you are, but today, I'm going to take you down!"
The figure in the black robe couldn't help but throw back his head and laugh wildly. "What do you think you are to even think about killing me? Come on then, let me see just how powerful the Heir of the Hidden Dragon Hall really is!"
On top of the palace behind the black-robed man sat another figure dressed in a black leather cloak, playing with a dagger in his hand, a playful smile on his face. "Hey, Ye Yang, this time, it seems like you're the one who will die!"
Ye Yang's eyes sharpened, exuding a murderous aura. "You bastard, Fire Plow!"
Indeed, the person above Sanctuary was Fire Plow, the new outstanding disciple of Asura Hall. At this moment, judging by his aura, Fire Plow was at least a Starry Sky Fourth Level powerhouse, showing remarkable progress in his cultivation.
...
Furious, Ye Yang ignited long flames from the Azure Soul Sword and charged towards Fire Plow like lightning. Fire Plow was the one who killed Ye Yang's father; this blood feud was a pain that Ye Yang could never forget.
"Boom!"
Ling Kong unleashed Raging Sword Roar towards Fire Plow. However, the power of Raging Sword Roar stopped abruptly halfway as the black-robed man descended from above and stomped down hard, completely crushing the force of Raging Sword Roar into the ground. The stone steps shattered as the vast power of Raging Sword Roar erupted underground.
"Hey!"
The black-robed man smirked disdainfully at Ye Yang and said lightly, "You fool, your opponent is me; focus a bit more!"
Ye Yang crossed his Blade in front of him, his pupils shimmering with a golden glow as he entered the second transformation stage of Fire God Warrior. He smiled faintly and said, "Then I'll take you down first!"
With that, he suddenly launched an attack; flames surged as a Blazing Fire Net appeared behind his opponent out of nowhere, leaving them unable to evade. Ye Yang then raised the Azure Soul Sword and unleashed a furious barrage of strikes.
"Um?"
The man in the black robe was startled, waving his bony arms to gather the defeated True Qi, swinging it up and down to block Ye Yang's sword energy attack.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Amidst the continuous explosions, Ye Yang's series of sword strikes were all blocked. The energy surged and exploded in the square, the intense sounds of battle causing a group of Dragon Armored Warriors to cover their ears.
...
"Break!"
Ye Yang suddenly shouted, his Blade gathering a strong orange flame, unleashing a fierce Fate Fire attack. With a loud crash, the Blade struck heavily against the opponent's shoulder blade. The man in black let out a pained grunt and staggered back several dozen meters but still stood firm in the air, his Life Fire unaffected by the Fate Fire.
Ye Yang was secretly alarmed; he couldn't sense any trace of life energy within the opponent, so it wouldn't ignite internal flames.
The man in black laughed heartily: "Is that all your attack amounts to? Then just wait to die!"
"Is that so?"
Ye Yang smiled lightly, suddenly disappearing from his original spot. In the next moment, he appeared behind the opponent and struck down with a Purgatory Flame Blade!
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, the body of the man in black shattered into pieces, directly cut apart by Ye Yang's sword!
...
Immediately, the Dragon Armored Warriors on the ground cheered: "Young Master is truly remarkable!"
Elder Qingxuan frowned tightly and said, "Not right!"
"What is it?"
Ye Yang was startled. He swung his Blade, only to find that after the opponent's body had been shattered, it rapidly reformed into a complete shape. His strike, capable of splitting mountains and shattering stones, could not sever the opponent's body?
...
"Caw caw caw, what's wrong? Surprised?"
The figure turned around to look at Ye Yang and said calmly, "Ye Yang, all the encounters in my life are thanks to you. This time, I have mastered the Immortal Secret Technique, and my greatest goal is to personally take you down!"
As he spoke, the mysterious figure in the black robe finally reached up to pull back the Cloak covering his face. Suddenly, a half-decayed and terrifying face appeared before Ye Yang's eyes.
"Ah?"
Ye Yang staggered back several meters. The shock on his face quickly faded, and he regained his composure. He said lightly, "Peng Cheng, you’re still alive. What a stroke of luck!"
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