Dragon Soul Seal, Space Travel

Chen Yuan marveled inwardly. He had gained a lot these past few days, with his emotion points alone reaching 23,000.

Late at night, a cloud carriage pulled by a dappled cloud steed transformed into a streak of light, rapidly flying towards the Far North Land.

This cloud steed was a fourth-rank beast, priced at a hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones.

For the current Chen Yuan, it was negligible!

A day later,

A majestic mountain appeared in Chen Yuan's sight. The mountain was about ten thousand meters high, with abundant Spiritual Qi at its peak, and pavilions and towers faintly visible amidst the clouds and mist.

This place was called Ancient Immortal Mountain, also known as Futian Mountain Range, and the Ancient Immortal Sect was located here.

In front of the mountain gate, two black-robed powerhouses stood in the air, facing Great Cultivator Song Xu inside the mountain gate.

Both of them were at the Nascent Soul Stage. From their attire, it was not difficult to tell that they belonged to the Zheng Family.

"Song Xu, your Ancient Immortal Sect is merely a fifth-rank minor Sect. How dare you make an enemy of my Zheng Family?"

The speaker was Zheng Feng, the Third Elder of the Zheng Family, with a cultivation at the Late Nascent Soul stage.

"Song Xu, your Ancient Immortal Sect is courting death!" The other person immediately spoke, his tone filled with a strong sense of threat.

This person was Zheng Jun, the Fourth Elder of the Zheng Family, with a cultivation at the Middle Stage Nascent Soul.

Inside the mountain gate,

"Sect Master, let's just hand over Shen Ling!" The Second Elder of the Ancient Immortal Sect suggested, "It's not worth offending the Zheng Family for a little girl!"

The Zheng Family was considered mid-tier among fifth-rank powers, with two Soul Transformation Immortal Masters guarding their clan. In a head-on confrontation, the Ancient Immortal Sect might not truly be their match.

Song Xu glared at him. "What do you know!" Then, he looked at the two from the Zheng Family. "Please return! The person you are looking for is not here."

Hearing this, Zheng Feng shook his head. "Stubborn."

With that, the two intended to leave. They hadn't expected to take Shen Ling today anyway.

They had only come to probe the Ancient Immortal Sect's intentions. It seemed the Sect was planning to cling tightly to that Direct Disciple's leg.

Just then, a streak of light streaked across the sky, and a figure descended in front of the Ancient Immortal Sect's mountain gate. It was Chen Yuan.

"Sirs, where are you going?" Chen Yuan spoke calmly, his expression indifferent.

Seeing this, the two's expressions changed drastically, and they exclaimed, "Chen Yuan!"

"Indeed, it is This True Person," Chen Yuan said indifferently.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to dare leave the Sect. Are you unaware of how to write the word 'death'?"

Zheng Feng's eyes were fierce. He had to kill this child today, otherwise, he would surely become a major hidden danger in the future.

Whatever blame there is, I will bear it. At worst, I'll go to Xuantian Sect to 'beg for punishment with thorns on my back'.

With the protection of Cheng'er and Peak Master Yuan, at least their Zheng Family wouldn't be implicated.

Feeling the strong killing intent emanating from the two in front of him, Chen Yuan remained unconcerned, his expression as calm as an ancient well.

Just then, a pale green sound transmission Jade Slip in his ring vibrated frantically.

With a thought, Chen Yuan grasped it in his hand, and a sound transmission entered his mind.

"Chen Yuan, I just received news that Tianhai Town was annihilated by the Zheng Family."

This Jade Slip transmission came from Leng Youmeng.

Chen Yuan's heart was undisturbed. His only relative had already died tragically at the hands of that scoundrel, and the Chen Family held no emotional significance for him.

However, the annihilation of the Chen Family just gave him an excuse to kill the two in front of him.

"What a Zheng Family, destroying my Family!" Chen Yuan clenched his fist, feigning sadness!

"Hahaha! So what? You, a mere Golden Core Cultivator, actually dare to challenge my entire Zheng Family? How ridiculous!" Zheng Jun sneered.

"Very well, then I'll collect some interest today." With that, seven inches of Chen Yuan's nine-inch Golden Core burned, and the Spiritual Qi in his body surged like a galaxy.

Purple lightning permeated, rising from his fist.

Treading Snow Without a Trace condensed at his toes, and in an instant, he appeared behind Zheng Jun.

Heavenly Thunder Fist!

Feeling the chilling killing intent behind him, Zheng Jun reacted quickly. Light glowed in his hand, and a long saber appeared. He turned and angrily blocked!

"Bang!"

Ripples spread from the point of impact. Chen Yuan actually suppressed a Nascent Soul True Lord.

Inside the Ancient Immortal Sect, the expressions of the Disciples and Elders changed dramatically. What did they just see? The might of a Golden Core crushing a Nascent Soul? This had to be a joke.

Song Xu's expression slightly condensed. The reason he chose to side with Chen Yuan was precisely because of Chen Yuan's terrifying strength. His future achievements were immeasurable!

"Presumptuous!" Zheng Feng roared, and the pressure of his Divine Sense, like flying knives, directly slashed towards Chen Yuan's mind.

The heavenly feather zither appeared out of thin air, blocking to his side.

"Clang!"

The ancient zither vibrated, emitting a humming sound.

Chen Yuan sneered. At the same time, the Grandmist power within him circulated, and the purple lightning in his hand became even more dazzling.

His Fist Intent materialized, and the purple giant Dragon became increasingly solid.

Zheng Jun's expression changed drastically. With a loud "boom," his body flew backward, heavily smashing into the ground.

A deep pit was created below, and Zheng Jun's internal organs trembled as he continuously spat out fresh blood.

"Second Brother!" Zheng Feng roared, and the pressure of his Divine Sense, like a surging flood, rushed into Chen Yuan's mind.

Chen Yuan's expression remained calm. The moment the Divine Sense entered his mind, it was instantly annihilated into nothingness.

"Soul-protecting Magic Treasure!" Zheng Feng's expression was solemn. This child was too much of a Prodigy. Not only did he possess the powerful strength of a True Lord, but he could also treat Nascent Soul Divine Sense as nothing.

If he were to grow up in time, Cheng'er might not even be his opponent.

He slapped his waist, and the Spirit Rank High Grade Magical Artifact, the dragon soul seal, appeared in mid-air. In an instant, the dragon soul seal grew to the height of a person.

"Go!" Zheng Feng roared, and the dragon soul seal pressed down fiercely towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan looked at the heaven-covering great seal above his head. The scene around him changed, and scenes of his Mortal World past, from his Blue Star university days, actually appeared in his eyes.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan's Divine Sense greatly vibrated, and he broke free from the illusion. However, the immense pressure was already less than an inch away from him.

At this critical moment, Chen Yuan activated the Purple Mansion Divine Ability, Spatial Shuttle. Space twisted, and his figure vanished from its original spot.

Yet, the dragon soul seal's might did not diminish, pressing down terrifyingly.

Zheng Feng let out a sigh of relief. He didn't believe Chen Yuan could still be alive.

Song Xu's pupils dilated, and his heart was in his throat.

Shen Ling, who was protected behind him and disguised, even spat out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted. Fortunately, she was supported by two maids and didn't fall.

Just as Zheng Feng was relieved, a cloud of black smoke swirled around, completely enveloping him.

"What is this ghostly thing?" Zheng Feng's expression changed drastically. Could it be that Chen Yuan wasn't dead?

In the field, a figure appeared out of thin air. It was Chen Yuan.

In his hand, he held a purple gourd, and the smoke was precisely spewing from its mouth.

"Look, that person isn't dead!" A Disciple of the Ancient Immortal Sect pointed at Chen Yuan and exclaimed.

"Heavens! He didn't die even from that. How did he do it?"

Exclamations rang out from within the gate.

Shen Ling also suddenly awoke, looking at the figure in mid-air, tears unconsciously filling her eyes.

Chen Yuan's face was grim. He still underestimated them too much.

Indeed, you never know how terrifying a person's trump card truly is.

He had almost died on the spot just now.

Heavenly Thunder Fist, purple lightning condensed in his fist, and he unleashed a terrifying punch.

Blocked by the black smoke, Zheng Feng was extremely terrified, because he could only perceive a distance of three feet around him. His Divine Sense could not penetrate the black smoke to see what was outside.

Suddenly, thunder exploded behind him. When he turned around, the fist light had already pierced through his body.

"Bang!" Zheng Feng's figure flew backward from the black smoke, heavily smashing onto the ground, his life unknown.