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The two women exchanged a glance, and then their figures vanished into Falling Flower Valley.
Meanwhile, beneath Buddha's Palm Mountain, in the gorge where Sun Wukong had been suppressed, the Old Witch held the Zhou Tian Compass and surveyed her surroundings. Suddenly, she let out a sinister laugh.
"So the Divine Monkey is imprisoned here. It must be that Zhao Yang's master is the Divine Monkey. No wonder he is called the Rebel Son. According to my calculations, this place is the entrance to another world."
As the Old Witch spoke, she looked up at the sky, only to suddenly notice two figures standing atop the mountain peak above her. Surprised, she leaped up, only to find an elderly man with a hunched back, accompanied by a young boy who respectfully supported him.
The boy had an ordinary appearance, yet he gave off a strange feeling, as if she had encountered him somewhere before.
"Is it possible that it's Chaotic Qi?" The Old Witch couldn't be sure.
"You are the Old Witch from the Western Regions," said the Hunched Elder.
"Indeed, I am. Who are you, and what brings you here?" asked the Old Witch.
The Hunched Elder sighed deeply and said, "This place is where my senior brother is buried. After so many years, I finally dare to come and pay my respects."
The Old Witch's eyes darted around as she replied, "The only ones who could have died here are probably a few unparalleled masters from five hundred years ago. My Shishu, Ghostly Sage, also perished here. Who is your senior brother?"
The young man spoke up, "My Shishu was the number one master in the world five hundred years ago."
The Old Witch was taken aback and exclaimed, "Dugu Yibai?"
The Hunched Elder nodded and said, "Dugu Shixiong did not heed my warnings back then and insisted on challenging the Divine Monkey. They did not know that the Divine Monkey does not belong to this realm."
"So you are Sword Elder! I've heard that Sword Elder's swordsmanship was already extraordinary hundreds of years ago, aiming for the Heavenly Sword Realm. The Sword Saint's child challenged you several times but was always refused. I wonder why?" The Old Witch asked curiously.
The Sword Elder's face, marked by solitude, deepened with wrinkles as he heard the Old Witch's question. His eyes suddenly glistened with moisture as he said, "What does it matter to reach the Heavenly Sword Realm? No matter how high one's swordsmanship is, it ultimately cannot contend with the ruthless path of the universe. One must still endure the cycle of life and death. Dugu Shixiong also reached the Heavenly Sword Realm in his time, achieving the Transcendence of the Tribulation Period, yet in the end, he still perished. There is no one in this world who is invincible."
"Brother, when you left me to challenge the world's cultivators, did you ever think of the young me? After your death, I vowed to inherit your sword path and slay the Divine Monkey. Yet, as my cultivation grew and my Divine Sense strengthened, I learned more and more, only to realize how insignificant and humble I truly am. Five hundred years have passed; the hatred in my heart has long since faded. The universe is heartless, and as time flows on, a thousand years of cultivation leads to emptiness upon reflection. I finally understand what Master said before he died; I finally understand," the Sword Elder spoke, his expression growing even sadder.
The young man said, "Master, let us go save Zhao Yang. Don't you have some questions for him?"
The Sword Elder nodded and, supported by the young man, vanished into the horizon in a flash.
The Old Witch remained lost in thought for a long time. "With his level of cultivation and understanding of the heavenly path, how could he say such things? A thousand years of cultivation leading to emptiness?"
At that moment within the Dragon Domain Sacred Ground, Long Xiao Wu's towering dragon form illuminated the sky, casting a golden glow over the Holy Land. Some powerful Transcendence Stage Experts outside clearly sensed that something was different about the dragon within the Dragon Domain Sacred Ground and couldn't help but speculate.
Dragon Rising walked onto a road paved with crystal. A drop of dragon blood dripped from above one of the crystal pillars onto it. Suddenly, a dripping sound echoed around them. Following that, the Crystal Avenue beneath their feet shook as one, two, three... a total of eight Crystal Avenues appeared before everyone’s eyes, extending into an unknown distance.
In the center of these eight Crystal Avenues emerged a massive molten cave. The temperature inside was extremely high, shining like Nine Heavens and impacting everyone’s bodies and nerves.
Everyone felt the astonishing Dragon Vein Energy within the cave; although fraught with danger, it also held opportunities beyond imagination.
With his toes barely touching the ground, Dragon Rising stood above the molten cave and declared, "Warriors of the dragon clan, the Dragon Vein Energy lies beneath your feet! How much you can absorb depends on yourselves!"
After speaking, Dragon Rising transformed into a red dragon and roared as he dove into the molten cave. Seeing this, other Dragon Boys exclaimed, "Our king has entered! What are we waiting for?" With that, one Dragon Boy also transformed into a Crimson Dragon and followed suit into the cave.
One after another, dragons flew into the seething molten depths where danger coexisted with opportunity. If one were not careful, they could easily be scorched to ashes by the intense flames. Soon enough, only Long Xiao Wu in his golden dragon form and Zhao Yang remained above.
"You all should hurry inside as well! The Dragon Vein Energy is incredibly potent; if you can absorb and refine it, not only will it benefit your cultivation but also condense dragon energy and temper your physical body to rival that of dragons," Zhao Yang urged.
"And what about you, Brother Zhao Yang?" Liu Rou asked.
"I still have not consumed all of the Overlord Pill and Holy Fruit within me. You all go ahead; I will catch up soon," Zhao Yang said.
"Then we'll head in first. Hurry up, Zhao Yang," Long Xiao Wu replied with a dragon's roar as she dove into the cave.
The others exchanged glances before jumping into the cave one after another.
Inside the cave, the atmosphere was scorching, filled with violent Dragon Vein Energy that stirred one's blood. Hundreds of elders soared through the molten flames, absorbing Dragon Vein energy, gradually undergoing changes; their scales became harder and more lustrous. Long Xiao Wu's massive Golden Dragon Form plunged into the heart of the Dragon Vein, frantically absorbing the purest Dragon Vein Energy. However, having consumed quite a bit of Holy Fruit earlier, her intake of Dragon Vein Energy was not as rapid as she had imagined.
Above the cave, Zhao Yang looked out towards the Holy Land. The battle outside was fierce; several Old Dragons had already perished, and a few Old Monsters from the Tribulation Period had also fallen. Stepping out, Zhao Yang arrived at Dragon Summit, where the Dragon King suddenly sensed someone beside him. Startled, he discovered it was Zhao Yang.
"You actually managed to come out from within the Holy Land?"
"This barrier is nothing to me," Zhao Yang replied with a smile.
"You must absorb all the Dragon Vein Energy before you can open the exit from the Holy Land to the outside world. Why are you out here now?" the Dragon King asked.
Zhao Yang pointed towards the High Priest and said, "Of course, I'm here to kill him. This person has set up a killing array for a thousand years and ambushed Xuanbing Buddha, severely injuring him."
"But your cultivation level?"
"My cultivation level is indeed insufficient to handle this alone. However, if we cooperate properly, taking him down should not be a problem," Zhao Yang answered before suddenly lowering his voice. "A large number of powerful experts are approaching."
"Dragon clan members! They killed my master and destroyed my sect; you shall pay for it!" A Raucous Giant wielding a Heavenly Hammer suddenly stepped out from thin air and swung his hammer down.
The Dragon King remained unmoved, while the Dragon Queen beside him extended her right hand towards the giant. Several red phantoms swiftly flashed around the Raucous Giant, and then with a scream, he was crushed by the Dragon Queen's grip, turning into dust.
The approaching Tribulation Stage Old Monsters were momentarily stunned by the Dragon Queen's display of power. However, they did not hesitate; Dao Artifacts flew from their hands as colorful Divine Power surged forth. The ancient dragons transformed into various colored dragons to engage in battle with them. Any cultivator caught by these great dragons was doomed; none could survive against these nearly ten-thousand-year-old dragon clan experts.
In an instant, the Dragon Clan and the besieging Old Monsters were locked in a fierce battle. Zhao Yang closed his eyes and expanded the Enlightenment Realm. The powerful aura of the Enlightenment Realm shocked every member of the Dragon Clan, who suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of control, as if everything was within their grasp.
The warriors of the Dragon Clan fought more fiercely with each passing moment, each one taking on ten opponents. The sky darkened, blood splattered everywhere, and the world seemed to collapse as the Dragon Domain turned into scorched earth.
An old Taoist seemed to sense something amiss. He slipped through the gaps in the Dragon Clan's defenses, aiming to ambush Zhao Yang. His speed was astonishing, and by the time Zhao Yang noticed, it was already too late. He had dispersed most of his energy to support the Dragon Clan members and was momentarily distracted.
A scream pierced the air as the Taoist was caught and crushed by a dragon claw. The Primordial Infant flew out, revealing itself to be black and gold, exuding ominous dark energy. Despite its uniqueness, it could not escape death because the one who struck was the Dragon King.
"That little beast's Divine Sense is strange; we must kill him first!" someone shouted in alarm.
Zhao Yang's eyes blazed with fire as he turned toward the source of the voice, unleashing his Martial Arts Heavenly Eye at the speaker. The person let out a muffled groan, clearly hit.
A furious grunt followed as the High Priest descended from above in a magnificent Yin-Yang Robe, launching a punch at Zhao Yang. With no choice left, Zhao Yang activated Time Walk to evade. To everyone’s astonishment, he suddenly vanished, and a voice faintly echoed: "Now is the time!"
At that moment, the High Priest felt a chilling wind pass by his ear. His cultivation began to rapidly dissipate, and his body lost control. Throughout this battle, Zhao Yang had been secretly communicating his plan to the higher-ups of the Dragon Clan. To ensure success, he had risked himself by approaching the High Priest.
A Little Sheep suddenly appeared before everyone’s eyes. The Dragon King, Dragon Queen, and Elder immediately attacked the now-sheepified High Priest. The High Priest could hardly believe it; who was he? Having lived cautiously for three thousand years, he had never been outsmarted until now!
Surrounded by three powerful foes attacking an utterly defenseless little sheep, even if the High Priest realized he could escape quickly, he ultimately could not avoid death. As the Elder restrained him in void space, the Dragon Queen immobilized him with her supreme dragon might. The Dragon King flicked his finger, and the High Priest exploded into a mist of blood!
"Huh? That old guy is dead?" A Tribulation Period cultivator gasped in shock. They all knew that the High Priest's cultivation was unfathomable; aside from that so-called Thunder God, no one dared act recklessly before him. Yet he had died without anyone witnessing his attack?
"The Transform into Sheep Technique is truly outrageous!" an angry voice erupted from a Yellow-Robed Daoist. The Daoist's eyes spun with celestial bodies as his appearance changed visibly; he was none other than the High Priest himself.
"This won't do; to kill him we must remove those eyes! They are too peculiar; they can shift his Divine Soul," Zhao Yang said as he retracted his Enlightenment Realm, panting slightly. He had shared his Enlightenment Realm with too many Tribulation Period experts from the Dragon Clan and was feeling overwhelmed.
"Hahaha! Old man, I told you long ago that this little brat is quite strange! If it weren't for those eyes saving you, your three-thousand-year plan would have turned to dust!" The voice of the Thunder God echoed from the void.
Zhao Yang stomped his foot and sighed, "What a pity!" After saying this, he turned to the Dragon Queen and said, "I can only help you this much. He has suffered serious injuries from this battle, so be careful."
The Dragon King and the others nodded. Zhao Yang then turned and stepped into the Dragon Domain Sacred Ground.
Outside, the sounds of the High Priest's curses and cries for blood filled the air. Zhao Yang took a deep breath and looked inward at the Golden Figure, saying, "Why haven't you drained all the True Qi from my body yet?"
The Golden Figure yawned lazily and glanced at Zhao Yang. Suddenly, it opened its mouth wide, and an endless stream of Chaos True Qi along with unrefined True Qi began to surge into the Golden Figure's mouth. In no time, it had consumed everything, even drawing in the True Qi from Zhao Yang's flesh and veins.
Even more astonishingly, the Perfect Foundation Cauldron within Zhao Yang's Qi Sea began to shake violently, strands of Chaos True Qi floating upwards. His entire Qi Sea was stirred into swirling waves that rushed into the Golden Figure's mouth, and in the blink of an eye, half of his Qi Sea was drained.
Outside his body, Zhao Yang's skin instantly sagged, his bones protruding as he became emaciated with deep-set eyes. By the time he realized what was happening, it was already too late.
"I'm going to die! Stop it!" Zhao Yang shouted angrily. "Are you even my Primordial Infant?!"
Only then did the Golden Figure stop, patting its slightly bulging belly with satisfaction before letting out a burp and closing its eyes.
Zhao Yang felt helpless and turned to jump into the cave.
Inside the cave, the Dragon Vein Energy was still abundant. Many Dragon Boys had already absorbed enough and were refining their energy, with only a few still in the process of absorption.
Dragon Rising said, "This won't do. At this rate, we won't be able to hold out much longer against external forces; the Holy Land will soon be breached. It seems my father underestimated the Holy Land's Dragon Vein. The Dragon Vein Energy here has accumulated for countless years; we simply cannot absorb it all!"
Long Xiaowu Golden Dragon flicked its tail and transformed into human form, its belly noticeably rounder and its body slightly swollen. It added, "I can't take any more either; the Dragon Vein Energy is too vast to fully absorb. I'm already at Dao Fruit Stage peak cultivation and cannot forcibly break through to Great Ascension while continuing to absorb."
Liu Rou and Yu Qingsnow shook their heads in agreement, expressing their helplessness. Although this Dragon Vein Energy was pure and powerful, it inherently contained a trace of violent energy that made it difficult to refine and absorb in large quantities.
Scholar Xiu's cultivation level was too low; he glanced at Nangong Wuxin who was still absorbing energy while continuing to refine the dragon qi within her body.
The Golden Figure of Song Baliang shimmered, radiating light in all directions. He opened one eye and said, "I think I just saw someone fall down, looking quite terrifying, just skin and bones. But why do I feel like their clothes look familiar?"
"It seems to be Zhao Yang," Yuan Shu replied.
"How could someone that ugly be my junior brother? Don't let his looks make you feel inferior just because he’s more handsome than you," Song Baliang retorted.
As he spoke, a powerful force suddenly tugged at him, pulling him toward the depths of the Dragon Vein. It wasn't just him; everyone felt the terrifying pull.
Deep within the cave, Zhao Yang's screams echoed as he drained all the Dragon Vein Energy in mere moments. His limbs and pores were frantically absorbing the energy.
Zhao Yang's hair stood on end, straightened by the overwhelming malice contained within the Dragon Vein. His eyes flickered with a red light, and an immense killing intent surged within him. The onlookers above felt as if they had fallen into an ice cavern, especially Song Baliang and his companions; they had never sensed such a powerful killing intent from Zhao Yang before.
At that moment, Zhao Yang's body was in turmoil. The waves of Qi Sea crashed against his meridians, while eight chaotic chains broke and reconnected amidst the tumult. The Perfect Foundation Cauldron acted like an insatiable abyss, wildly absorbing Dragon Vein Energy. The Haotian Pill became terrifyingly strange, resembling a bloodshot eye—eerie and fearsome. But most astonishing was the Golden Figure; most of the Dragon Vein Energy flowed into its mouth, causing its body to grow tenfold!
A faint sound, like summer flowers blooming, suddenly reached Zhao Yang's ears. The voice was gentle and soothing, audible only to him. Zhao Yang struggled to control his violent emotions with his powerful Mind Control and gradually calmed down. To his astonishment, he discovered that the Golden Figure within him was holding a fruit radiating chaotic light!
Song Baliang descended from above and landed beside Zhao Yang. "Junior brother, the killing intent you just emitted was terrifying! What happened? Have you stepped into the Dao Fruit Stage?"
Zhao Yang shook his head. "Not yet. Every step I take in my cultivation is becoming increasingly difficult; I've already been left far behind by you all."
Dragon Rising and others landed beside them, gazing at Zhao Yang as if he were a monster. Dragon Battle couldn't help but exclaim, "You absorbed over half of the Dragon Vein Energy by yourself and only advanced from the seventh to the ninth layer of Nascent Soul Stage—it's truly unbelievable."
Zhao Yang knew it would be hard to explain everything at once. The existence of the Golden Figure within him was not something he could reveal; claiming it was all due to that figure would be too shocking.
Dragon Rising remarked, "The Rebel Son truly lives up to his name. Regardless, the Dragon Vein Energy has been exhausted; we can leave now. Follow me."
Moments later, Dragon Rising led everyone to a location thousands of miles away. However, as soon as they landed, Zhao Yang suddenly released his True Qi and enveloped everyone before shifting them sideways for several hundred zhang.
A deafening explosion erupted from the place where they had just been, as a gigantic spear seemed to pierce through the void and firmly embed itself in the ground. A thick aura of murderous intent surrounded the spear, almost palpable. If it weren't for Zhao Yang's timely intervention to shift them away, they would have undoubtedly met their end.
"An ambush?"
"My Dragon Clan Sacred Ground's Teleportation Array randomly transports us thousands of miles away. How could anyone have known in advance? What on earth is happening?!"
Everyone was in a state of panic, unsure of what had just occurred.
Song Baliang's face was filled with rage as he stared at the enormous spear standing amidst the swirling dust. At the top of the spear stood a man clad in golden armor, who was intently observing them.
"National Treasure! Hunting Immortal Spear! Central Sovereign!" Song Baliang gritted his teeth as he uttered these words. "A few months ago, Buddha spared your life, and you still dare to come and harm us?!"
Central Sovereign raised an eyebrow and looked at Song Baliang, saying, "Once I kill you all, I will head straight to Xuanfo Temple to deal with that Mystic Warrior brat."
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