370: Chapter 370 Violently Shatters the Millennium-Old Xuan Iron Gate!

Crack! Crack!

Dozens of headless general stone statues on both sides of the passage had large areas of stone skin peeling off their surfaces. Eerie green ghost fires burned fiercely at the neck incisions, illuminating the entire passage in a glowing green light.

Heavy footsteps rang out in unison.

Dozens of stone statues simultaneously drew the rusted bronze longswords from their waists. The sword tips pointed directly at Su Yang and his group in the center of the passage.

“Trespassing into the Forbidden Ground, kill without mercy!”

A muffled voice came from the stone statues' chest cavities, echoing back and forth in the enclosed passage, making people's eardrums ache.

Qin Xueji gripped Bai Li's sleeve tightly, her face pale with fright. With her Core Formation stage cultivation, she couldn't muster even a hint of resistance against the ancient stone statues emitting the pressure of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Chu Ling's ice-blue dress fluttered in the wind as a faint blue ice sword condensed in her hand.

Mary flapped her black bat wings, sharp blood-claws growing from her fingers, her face full of disgust: “They're all moldy stone lumps without a single drop of blood. Truly nauseating.”

Su Qingcheng and Jiang Yingxue, the two female Ghost Generals, also drew their weapons, preparing for battle.

Su Yang had his hands in his casual pants pockets, his eyes as calm as water.

“A bunch of broken stones, yet you dare block Su Yang's path.”

Su Yang's tone was indifferent as he took a long stride, walking toward the dozens of headless stone statues.

The two stone statues in front swung their bronze longswords, bringing a whistling gale as they slashed from the left and right toward Su Yang's face. The Sword Qi was sharp, carving deep gouges into the bluestone floor of the passage.

Su Yang did not dodge.

He pulled out his right hand and clenched his fingers into a fist. Brilliant golden Pure Yang True Fire instantly enveloped his fist completely, emitting a high temperature that could incinerate everything.

Facing the two descending longswords, Su Yang threw a punch with dauntless force.

Bang!

A deafening sound of metal shattering rang out.

The moment the two rusted bronze longswords touched the Pure Yang True Fire, they melted directly into red-hot liquid iron. The golden fist light's momentum remained undiminished, slamming heavily into the chests of the two stone statues.

Boom!

The hard stone bodies were like fragile blocks of tofu, instantly shattering into pieces. Rubble flew everywhere, making a dense sound as it hit the walls. Once the eerie green ghost fire was burned by the Pure Yang True Fire, it directly turned into a wisp of blue smoke and dissipated.

Two moves, instant-killing two Nascent Soul Stage stone statues!

The remaining stone statues did not retreat. They had no fear, only the instinct to kill.

Over a dozen stone statues quickly gathered, forming a tight sword Formation. Over a dozen longswords intertwined into an airtight sword net, descending upon Su Yang's head like Mount Tai pressing down.

“Before Su Yang, there are no Formations.”

Su Yang's legs bent slightly, and he suddenly exerted force. A large pit was instantly blasted into the ground.

He was like a golden meteor, crashing directly into the center of the sword Formation.

Golden flames bloomed wantonly within the passage. Su Yang's fists were like a violent storm, crazily smashing the surrounding stone statues. With every punch thrown, a stone statue was bound to be blown apart.

Muffled impact sounds followed one after another.

Rubble fell like a torrential rain.

Chu Ling and Mary also joined the battle after seeing this.

Chu Ling brandished her ice sword, and an eerie blue cold current instantly froze several stone statues into ice sculptures. Then she kicked out, and all the ice sculptures shattered.

Mary turned into black lightning, her sharp blood-claws leaving deep gashes on the stone statues, forcibly tearing off their arms.

The longsword in Su Qingcheng's hand turned into a red rainbow, each strike accurately slicing off the head area of a stone statue. Jiang Yingxue threw out her red water sleeves, tightly wrapping around several stone statues and strangling them with force, turning them directly into a pile of fine powder.

In less than three minutes.

Silence returned to the passage.

The dozens of headless general stone statues had all turned into a floor of stone debris. The Pure Yang True Fire burned the remaining Yin Qi completely clean.

Su Yang clapped the dust off his hands and turned to look at the Ten-thousand-year Profound Iron gate blocking the way ahead.

The gate was incredibly thick, its surface covered in complex defensive runes, and it was embedded seamlessly into the stone walls.

“Boss, the gate has been lowered. The mechanism must be on both sides of the wall. Let's look for it,” Qin Xueji said softly, preparing to grope along the wall.

Su Yang shook his head.

“Looking for a mechanism wastes too much time. Su Yang always walks in a straight line.”

Su Yang walked directly in front of the Profound Iron gate.

Taking a deep breath, the Pure Yang True Qi within his body surged like the Yangtze River. A dazzling golden light erupted, illuminating the entire passage.

The muscles in Su Yang's right arm bulged high, and the flames on his fist turned bright white. The high temperature severely distorted the surrounding air.

“Open for Su Yang!”

Su Yang slammed a heavy punch onto the Ten-thousand-year Profound Iron gate.

Dong!!!

It was like striking a massive bell. The earth-shaking roar echoed in the underground passage, making people's eardrums ache.

Under Su Yang's Physical Body strength, which was comparable to gods and demons, a huge fist print actually protruded outward on the incredibly thick Profound Iron gate.

Immediately following.

Crack!

A bottomless crack appeared on the indestructible Profound Iron surface. The crack spread rapidly, covering the entire door.

Boom!

The Profound Iron gate completely exploded. Huge chunks of iron were like cannonballs, smashing directly into the dark space behind the door, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The dust dissipated.

The scene behind the door was revealed to everyone.

It was a vast Underground Martial Arts Arena. The ground was paved with black square tiles, and tall braziers stood all around. Blue flames burned in the braziers, illuminating the arena in a dim and dismal light.

On both sides of the martial arts arena were rows of weapon racks. The racks were filled with spears, broadswords, and meteor hammers. Although covered in rust, they still emitted a strong aura of slaughter.

In the very center of the martial arts arena stood a massive black War Chariot.

The War Chariot was crafted from an unknown black metal, its wheels covered in sharp barbs.

Pulling the War Chariot were four massive Bone Warhorses. Blood-red flames leaped in the horses' eye sockets, and their hooves pawed at the black stone floor, making restless sounds.

Atop the War Chariot stood a five-meter-tall burly figure.

He was clad in heavy black armor, holding a seven-meter-long serrated broadsword downward. His helmet completely covered his face, revealing only two blood-colored eyes flashing with fierce light.

The tyrannical pressure of the Early Stage Soul Transformation Stage swept through the entire martial arts arena like a storm.

The Bone Warhorses let out a deafening neigh.

The Armored General slowly raised the serrated broadsword, pointing the tip directly at Su Yang, who had just entered the martial arts arena.

“Intruding into the Netherworld Martial Arts Arena, kill!”

A raspy voice came from beneath the helmet, carrying undisguised killing intent.

The Armored General flicked the reins in his hand with force.

The four Bone Warhorses galloped wildly, pulling the massive black War Chariot like a steel beast, crushing directly toward Su Yang and his group.

The barbs on the War Chariot's wheels spun crazily, cutting deep furrows into the black stone floor. Rubble flew everywhere.

Facing the charging steel beast, Qin Xueji was so scared that she gripped Bai Li's arm tightly, her face pale.

Mary flapped her wings and flew into the air, shouting: “The big guy is charging! Boss, smash it!”

Su Yang stood in place, his hands hanging at his sides.

Watching the black War Chariot get closer and closer, Su Yang's eyes were cold.

“A pile of junk, yet you dare charge before Su Yang.”

Su Yang's feet suddenly exerted force, and the ground instantly collapsed. Instead of retreating, he charged toward the four Bone Warhorses.

When he was less than five meters from the warhorses.

Su Yang's right leg brought a piercing sonic boom, like a giant sky-opening axe. With a horizontal sweep, it slammed heavily into the heads of the two front warhorses.

Bang!

The heads of the two Bone Warhorses were instantly pulverized. Their massive skeletons lost balance and crashed to the ground.

The War Chariot met with severe obstruction, its body tilting violently forward.

The Armored General on the War Chariot reacted quickly, kicking off and leaping directly into the air from the chariot.

Gripping the seven-meter-long serrated broadsword with both hands, he brought the power of splitting Mount Hua as he slashed down fiercely at Su Yang below.

A black blade light over ten zhang long erupted from the blade, sucking all the surrounding air dry.

Su Yang looked up and reached out his right hand to catch the falling blade.

Clang!

Sparks flew in all directions.

Su Yang steadily caught the blade of the serrated broadsword with one hand. The sharp serrations brushed against his palm, but not even a layer of skin was scraped.

The Armored General's blood-red eyes were filled with shock. He pressed down with all his might, but the broadsword seemed to have taken root, unable to move an inch.

“With only this much strength, you're fit to hold a blade?”

Su Yang let out a sneer, his left fist igniting with dazzling golden fire as he punched the blade.

Crack!

The thick serrated broadsword snapped directly into two pieces from the middle.

Holding the broken half of the blade, Su Yang swung his hand back and stabbed it directly into the Armored General's chest.

Puchi!

The blade pierced through the black armor. The golden Pure Yang True Fire flooded in crazily through the wound.

The Armored General let out a painful roar, his massive body slamming heavily onto the floor of the martial arts arena.

Golden flames instantly engulfed the armor completely. In the raging fire, the Armored General rolled frantically, trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but it was to no avail.

In a short while, the Early Stage Soul Transformation Stage Armored General, along with his heavy black armor, turned into a pile of white ash.

From within the ashes, a rhomboid Crystal Core emitting intense blood-light fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Su Yang stepped forward, reached out, and sucked the Crystal Core into his palm.

The interior of the Crystal Core was filled with violent Battle Intent and blood-qi energy, making it a very rare Formation material.

Su Yang casually put the Crystal Core into his Storage Ring and cast his gaze toward the end of the martial arts arena.

On the wall at the end, two bronze giant doors a hundred meters high were carved. The giant doors were tightly closed, and bright red blood was seeping out from the gap.

Blood flowed down the steps, gathering into a small blood-colored stream on the ground.

A low, eerie chewing sound penetrated the thick bronze doors and was heard clearly.