298: Chapter 298 One kick crushes the palace general, golden eyes beneath the abyss!

The heavy sound of bronze grinding echoed thunderously within the great hall.

The bronze coffin floating in mid-air had its lid sliding backward bit by bit.

A dense, foul-smelling Death Qi, thick enough to become tangible, gushed out from the coffin like a waterfall.

It hissed as it corroded the hard black crystal floor all around.

"Playing god and acting like a ghost." Su Yang's gaze was cold, and his figure remained motionless.

Bai Li, Chu Ling, Mary, Su Qingcheng, and Jiang Yingxue, five stunning beauties, stood in a neat row behind Su Yang.

There wasn't a hint of fear on their faces; instead, each of them looked eager to fight.

Boom! The coffin lid slammed onto the ground, shaking the entire palace violently.

A grayish-black palm, covered in bone-white spikes and withered like firewood, suddenly clawed at the edge of the coffin.

Immediately after, a terrifying figure draped in a tattered black-gold Dragon robe slowly sat up from the coffin.

This person wore a twelve-tasseled imperial crown, and their face was half bone-white skeleton and half rotting flesh covered in red hair.

In the hollow eye sockets, two clusters of eerie green Soul ghost fire flickered.

This Aura was several times more powerful than the bridge-guarding general outside; it had clearly already stepped into the Soul Transformation Early Stage Realm!

"I am the Palace-Guarding General under the command of the Yin Emperor!"

The monster slowly stood up, looking down at everyone from above. Its voice sounded like two rusted iron plates rubbing against each other, extremely grating.

"You Mortals, trespassing into the Forbidden Ground of the Netherworld, ought to have your Souls extracted and refined."

"But this General has been sleeping for tens of thousands of years and is hungry."

"Obediently offer up your flesh and blood, especially these girls with Pure Yin bodies, and this General might leave your corpses intact!"

As the General spoke, the temperature in the great hall instantly dropped to freezing.

An invisible imperial Yin Aura pressed down on Su Yang and the others like a mountain.

Su Qingcheng and Jiang Yingxue both let out a muffled groan.

This Aura was highly suppressive toward ghost Cultivators, causing a trace of paleness to appear on their beautiful faces as their red robes and wedding dresses fluttered violently in the Yin wind.

"Master, the Aura on this monster is somewhat sinister."

Su Qingcheng bit her red lips and gripped the long sword in her hand tightly.

Su Yang snorted coldly, and a domineering, peerless Pure Yang True Qi instantly burst out from his body, turning into a circle of golden ripples that completely shattered the Yin Aura.

The two women immediately felt their bodies lighten and looked gratefully at Su Yang's tall and upright back.

"A dog guarding the door for the dead, yet you dare to wear a Dragon robe?"

Su Yang raised his head, his eyes flashing with deep mockery.

Mary flapped her black bat wings and covered her high-bridged nose, her face full of disgust: "You look so ugly, and your body smells like a septic tank. Boss, let's hurry up and tear it apart; I'll definitely vomit if I smell this for too long."

Chu Ling, in her ice-blue dress, looked coldly at the monster in the coffin, the cold energy of ten-thousand-year profound ice quietly circulating around her: "Boss, leave it to me. I'll freeze it into a popsicle, smash it, and feed it to Dahei."

Being looked down upon by a group of women, the green fire in the Palace-Guarding General's eye sockets flared up violently.

"Presumptuous! A group of ants who don't know when to die!"

"Nine Dragons Devour the Heavens! Tear them to pieces for this General!"

The General raised a black token in his hand.

Roar—!

The nine huge bone Dragons coiled in mid-air instantly let out deafening roars.

Blood-red fierce light lit up in their hollow eye sockets one after another.

They were originally responsible for pulling the coffin, but now, upon receiving the order, their massive bodies twisted violently, and the thick bronze chains rattled loudly.

The nine bone-white Dragons, each tens of zhang long, opened their bloodthirsty maws and spat out nine streams of Nine Nether Ghost Fire, each as thick as a water bucket.

Carrying a terrifying low temperature that could incinerate everything, they charged straight toward Su Yang and the others.

Wherever the Ghost Fire passed, even the air was frozen into black ice crystals.

"Step back and watch me tear apart these bone racks."

Su Yang took a step forward, blocking the five women behind him.

Facing the nine overwhelming streams of Nine Nether Ghost Fire, he didn't even bother to raise a defensive shield.

The muscles in his right arm bulged, and the dazzling golden Pure Yang True Fire instantly wrapped around his fist.

"Shatter for me!"

Su Yang threw a punch with overwhelming force.

A golden fist Aura, a hundred zhang high, like a wild Dragon emerging from the sea, carrying a high temperature capable of burning mountains and boiling seas, went straight to meet the nine streams of eerie blue Ghost Fire.

Boom!!!

A deafening sound that shattered the firmament exploded within the great hall.

The extremely rigid and Yang Pure Yang True Fire was naturally the absolute natural enemy of all sinister and evil things.

The moment the Nine Nether Ghost Fire touched the golden fist Aura, it was like ice and snow meeting boiling water, evaporated into white mist across the sky with irresistible force.

The golden fist Aura did not lose its momentum.

It slammed fiercely into the massive head of the bone Dragon charging at the very front.

Crack!

The incomparably hard ancient Dragon bones were like fragile crackers under Su Yang's iron fist, which was comparable to that of a god or demon.

The huge Dragon head instantly shattered, turning into bone powder that filled the sky.

The headless bone Dragon's remains collapsed with a boom, crashing onto the black crystal floor and kicking up a cloud of dust.

One-hit kill!

"Is that all you've got?"

A cold sneer appeared on the corner of Su Yang's mouth.

He stomped heavily on the ground with his toes, his figure turning into a golden lightning bolt, instantly rising from the ground and charging directly into the formation of the remaining eight bone Dragons.

Su Yang did not retreat but advanced, completely abandoning Spell attacks and adopting the most primitive and violent melee combat!

He reached out with precision, grabbing the thick tail of one of the bone Dragons as it swung over.

He exerted force from his waist, and his Pure Yang True Qi erupted like a volcano.

"Get down here!"

The massive bone Dragon, tens of zhang long, was actually swung by Su Yang as if he were wielding a rope, and slammed ruthlessly into two other bone Dragons.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The deafening sound of bones shattering continued one after another.

The three bone Dragons collided and were broken into countless pieces. The ground was covered in bone-white fragments.

Su Yang was like an invincible god of war, flashing and moving in mid-air.

Every punch and whip kick resulted in one bone Dragon being blasted into powder.

Pure Yang True Fire was attached to every strike, burning even the bone fragments clean.

In less than two minutes.

The nine aggressive ancient bone Dragons were dismantled into a pile of scrap by Su Yang with his bare hands.

Bone ash fell from the sky like snow.

"Trash."

Su Yang stood suspended in the air, clapped his hands, and looked at the Palace-Guarding General in the coffin with disdain.

The green fire in the General's eye sockets trembled violently, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

The nine ancient bone Dragons combined could make even a Soul Transformation Middle Stage Cultivator retreat, yet they were all dismantled by this human boy with bare hands!

"Who on earth are you!"

The General's voice carried an unmaskable trace of horror.

"Go to Hell and ask."

Su Yang's figure flashed, and he instantly appeared directly above the blood-colored coffin.

His right leg, carrying a piercing sonic boom that tore through the air, descended like a sky-breaking giant axe, slashing fiercely toward the General's head.

The General roared repeatedly, crossing his hands above his head in an attempt to withstand the blow.

Boom!

The powerful, heavy kick landed solidly on the General's arms.

Crack!

A crisp sound of bones breaking rang out.

The General's Soul Transformation Stage Physical Body, which he was so proud of, was like paper in front of Su Yang!

The bones in his arms shattered inch by inch, and the terrifying force penetrated into his body.

"Ah—!"

The General let out a shrill scream, his massive body kicked directly from mid-air and slammed back into the coffin.

The blood-colored bronze coffin, weighing tens of thousands of catties, could not withstand this massive force, and its bottom was smashed through directly.

The entire coffin exploded with a boom!

Bronze fragments flew everywhere.

Su Yang landed gracefully, looking coldly at the dying General in the ruins.

The Pure Yang True Fire spread, instantly igniting the monster's remains and turning it into a raging golden fireball.

However, at the very moment the coffin completely exploded.

Su Yang's deep eyes suddenly narrowed, staring fixedly at the center of the ruins.

Beneath the location where the coffin was originally placed, there was actually a bottomless black abyss entrance hidden!

The entrance was engraved with even more ancient and complex imperial runes.

A peerless, fierce Aura, ten times more terrifying than the General's just now, was slowly awakening from the endless darkness.

Hum—!

Two tangible golden beams of light suddenly lit up from the very bottom of the pitch-black abyss.

They pierced directly through the layers of darkness, locking firmly onto the heavenly token placed in Su Yang's embrace.

A sigh that spanned a hundred thousand years echoed faintly in everyone's minds.

"The heavenly token... finally, a living person has walked before Me..."