63: Chapter 63 The Sinister Old Man!

13th floor of the Necropolis of the Gods.

"Poor wretch."

Allen wiped away the spiritual imprint on the ring and took a casual glance.

Inside this ring, apart from a few ink stones, there wasn't even a single hair.

The days of these native prisoners were even more miserable than imagined.

However, Allen didn't care.

He didn't come here to rob for wealth in the first place.

Soon.

Allen landed on that dilapidated altar.

He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

In his mind, he began to replay the battle scene from just now, frame by frame.

From the opponent's way of exerting force to the timing of the application of the Profound Mysteries.

He didn't let a single detail go.

Although it was just a crushing victory, it was still very rewarding for Allen.

Reviewing is the necessary path to becoming stronger.

Only by constantly summarizing can one internalize others' things into one's own instincts.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Allen on the altar suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

His gaze became increasingly profound.

His precise control over Divine Power had improved by another level.

"The Necropolis of the Gods is truly an excellent training ground."

Allen stood up and stretched his muscles and bones.

He was very clear about the future direction of the Coiling Dragon World.

Because of the appearance of his butterfly, Linley's fate trajectory had already deviated.

Linley rose ahead of schedule, and there were more powerful Saint-level and God-level Experts around him.

This would inevitably trigger a series of unknown chain reactions.

No one could say for sure what kind of crises would be faced in the future.

Allen had to seize every opportunity to crazily improve his strength.

Only absolute strength could keep him invincible in this cruel world.

Allen put away his thoughts and once again turned into a crimson meteor, shooting up into the sky.

Hunting, continue.

He needed more whetstones.

The wind on the wasteland was still biting, and bone powder danced all over the sky.

One day later.

Allen stopped above a huge canyon.

The canyon below was bottomless, with crimson magma faintly rolling at the bottom.

A wave of scorching hot air rushed towards his face.

The Fire Element of heaven and earth here was so dense that it was outrageous.

Allen's Divine Sense unceremoniously swept into the depths of the canyon.

Soon.

He captured an extremely powerful aura within a cave on the sheer cliff of the canyon.

Fire-style Midgod!

And the intensity of this aura was more than a notch stronger than that bald, burly man from before.

Allen's mouth curled up, and intense Battle Intent ignited in his eyes.

A God-level Expert of the same element, this was absolutely the best sparring partner that was hard to come by.

The existence inside the cave had obviously also sensed Allen's spying.

Boom!

A thick, dark red pillar of fire shot up into the sky, directly burning down half of the cliff.

An old man as thin as a stick walked slowly out of the pillar of fire.

This old man was wearing a tattered gray robe.

His sparse hair clung to his scalp like withered grass.

His pair of inverted triangular eyes flickered with a cold, sinister light.

No matter how one looked at it, he didn't look like a grumpy guy who played with fire, but rather like an insidious assassin who had been soaking in a jar of poison for years.

"Hehehe..."

The gaunt old man let out a screeching laugh like a night owl.

"How many years has it been? Finally, some fresh blood-food has come to my door on its own."

The old man stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his dry, cracked lips.

The way he looked at Allen was like he was eyeing a peerless delicacy.

Allen didn't talk nonsense.

Flames blazed around his body, and the aura of the Profound Mystery of Burning Annihilation was released without reservation.

Feeling the pure Law of Fire fluctuations on Allen.

The gaunt old man's eyes underwent a subtle change.

A duel of the same element?

A trace of imperceptible cunning flashed in the depths of the old man's eyes.

"Kid."

"Playing with fire in front of me, you're still a bit too green!"

The gaunt old man's withered claws suddenly grabbed forward.

The Void Realm suddenly twisted.

Countless chains condensed from flames appeared out of thin air around Allen.

Profound Mystery of Flame Space!

As soon as the old man made a Move, he sealed off all of Allen's paths of retreat.

Not only that.

Those flame chains were also attached with an extremely terrifying high temperature.

Profound Mystery of Scorching Heat!

Amazing light burst out in Allen's eyes.

This old guy had actually fused the two Profound Mysteries of Flame Space and Scorching Heat.

This was the true Treasure Trove opponent!

Allen didn't dodge or avoid.

He let those flame chains tie him up completely.

"Stupid."

The gaunt old man snorted coldly and pulled his hands sharply.

The flame chains tightened instantly, attempting to cut Allen into countless pieces.

However.

The flame shield on Allen's body only shook violently and did not collapse.

The Profound Mystery of Fire Body Art combined with the defensive counterattack of the Profound Mystery of Explosion formed an indestructible isolation layer.

Bang, bang, bang!

The flame chains and the shield rubbed violently, erupting with dazzling sparks.

"How is this kid's Fusion degree of Profound Mysteries so high?"

The gaunt old man was secretly shocked.

He considered his attainments in the Laws of Fire to be not low.

But in the test just now, he clearly felt that the opponent's Law foundation was more solid than his own.

This was very unreasonable.

How could a kid who looked like he hadn't even grown all his hair have such deep comprehension?

The old man didn't know at all that Allen had an unreasonable cheat like the Heavenly Dao rewards diligence.

Allen was carefully experiencing the Law fluctuations coming from the flame chains.

The old man's way of fusing the two Profound Mysteries gave him great inspiration.

So it could be done like this?

The Profound Mystery of Scorching Heat could actually penetrate into the Flame Space like this?

The proficiency on the System panel was jumping happily.

This kind of on-the-spot teaching opportunity was simply worth more than a thousand gold.

"Old thing."

"Didn't you eat? Use more strength!"

Allen mocked loudly.

He wanted to enrage the other party and force out more of their trump cards.

The gaunt old man laughed in extreme anger.

"Boastful."

"Today, I will let you taste the feeling of being burned by ten thousand fires!"

The old man quickly formed seals with his hands.

The surrounding temperature soared crazily at a terrifying speed.

Even the space faintly showed signs of distortion and melting.

A ball of dark purple flame condensed in the old man's palm.

This ball of flame did not leak any temperature, yet it emitted a bone-chilling aura of destruction.

Allen put away his contempt.

He could feel that this purple fire was definitely not simple.

Swoosh!

The old man flicked his finger.

The dark purple flame turned into a beam of light, instantly piercing through the blockade of the Flame Space.

It shot directly towards the center of Allen's eyebrows.

The speed of this Move was too fast, so fast that even Allen didn't have time to make an evasive maneuver.

But Allen didn't panic; he just narrowed his eyes.

This old man looked so insidious, and his Moves were also full of weirdness.

Was this purple fire really just a normal material attack?

Allen's heart stirred.

The high-level god artifact for soul defense hidden in the ocean of his Soul was instantly activated.

A layer of transparent halo covered Allen's Soul core.

Pfft!

The dark purple flame penetrated Allen's physical defense without any obstruction and went straight into the center of his eyebrows.

"Gotcha!"

The gaunt old man cried out in ecstasy.

He never expected to break Allen's defense with a material attack.

This purple fire was the Soul poisonous flame he had spent countless years of effort to condense.

As long as it touched even a little bit, a Midgod's Soul would be burned to ashes in an instant.

This was his absolute trump card.

How many experts of the same rank had died under this insidious Soul sneak attack.

The old man looked at Allen with full expectation, waiting for the miserable scene of the other party's Soul collapsing.

However.

One second passed.

Ten seconds passed.

Not only did Allen not scream and fall from mid-air.

Instead, he was floating there perfectly fine, and even grinned at him.

"Is that it?"

Allen's voice was full of disappointment.

That so-called Soul poisonous flame was completely purified into nothingness the moment it hit the high-level god artifact for soul defense.

It didn't even cause a ripple.

The gaunt old man was struck by lightning.

He pointed at Allen, his whole body trembling violently like he was having a seizure.

"You..."

"You actually have a high-level god artifact for soul defense?"

What is there to fight for!

Material defense is invincible, and Soul defense is also invincible.

This is clearly a living target with an invincibility cheat turned on.

The old man's mentality instantly exploded.

In this godforsaken place where even Lowgod Divine Artifacts are scarce, how could this kid have a full set of top-tier Divine Artifacts?

This is unfair!

The old man turned around without hesitation, turning into a streak of firelight and fleeing wildly into the depths of the canyon.

"Since you're already here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

How could Allen let go of this excellent sparring partner.

He kicked off the Void Realm with his legs and turned into a streak of crimson lightning to chase after him.

Boom, boom, boom!

The two engaged in an intense chase in the long, narrow canyon.

Allen deliberately suppressed his speed, always keeping a short distance behind the old man.

He kept attacking the old man with the most basic Fire-style Divine Power, forcing the other party to counterattack.

To save his life, the old man used all his trump cards.

Various insidious and vicious Fire-style ultimate Moves emerged one after another.

It had to be said.

This old guy's application of the Laws of Fire was simply insidious to the extreme.

This also opened a brand new door for Allen.

So Fire-style isn't just about rage and destruction; it can be played like this too.

The battle lasted for a whole day and night.

The huge canyon was completely leveled by the aftermath of their fight.

The originally bottomless magma river was also evaporated into dry gullies.

The Divine Power in the gaunt old man's body had been exhausted.

He lay on the charred rocks like a dead dog, panting heavily.

He didn't even have the strength to Move a finger.

The old man looked despairingly at Allen, who was still full of energy while floating in mid-air.

He finally understood.

This kid had been playing him like a monkey from beginning to end.

The other party's strength was far above his own, yet he deliberately didn't kill him, just to extract his combat experience.

"Kill me..."

The old man said with a hoarse voice, his eyes filled with dead silence.

Having been locked up here for countless years.

For the first time, he felt that death was also a form of relief.

Allen looked down at the old man from above.

The goal had been achieved.

This old man had indeed been squeezed dry of his last drop of value.