67: Chapter 67 Chasing the Dragon and Seizing the Treasure, Who Dares to Compete!

Gu Changsheng stood where he was, unmoving.

He stared fixedly at the Gengjin Giant Dragon circling above.

"Collect," he uttered a single word.

His right hand suddenly reached upward.

His five fingers dug inward with force.

The Chaos currents within his body surged wildly through his palm.

An unpleasant tearing sound echoed from the Void Realm above.

A gray, heaven-covering giant hand instantly took shape.

The surface of the giant hand was covered in ancient formation patterns.

With the momentum of a thousand thunderclaps, it grabbed directly toward the Golden Dragon.

The Golden Dragon let out a high-pitched dragon roar.

It sensed the destructive power contained within this hand.

The dragon's head swiveled, and it spat out a hundred-zhang-long Golden Sword Qi.

The Sword Qi slashed against the Chaos giant hand.

Sparks flew in all directions.

The giant hand didn't even suffer a scratch on its skin.

The five thick fingers closed, clutching the Golden Dragon's neck in a firm grip.

"Roar!" The Golden Dragon frantically twisted its thousand-zhang-long body.

Its dragon tail was like a whip, shattering three nearby mountain Peaks.

Stones flew through the air.

The veins on the back of Gu Changsheng's hand bulged.

"Get down here!" Gu Changsheng yanked downward violently.

The Golden Dragon was pulled down over a hundred zhang.

The metallic scales on its body surface ground out a massive spray of sparks.

Violent Gengjin Laws spread in all directions.

The Spiritual Qi within a thousand-mile radius fell into complete Chaos.

A thousand miles away.

In a marshland where poisonous miasma grew.

The team from the Zifu Sword Pavilion was advancing rapidly.

Sword Child Jian Wushuang, walking at the very front, suddenly halted his steps.

The Natal Flying Sword on his back emitted a vibrating hum.

Sword Child Jian Wushuang raised his head and looked toward the southwestern sky.

The clouds there were reflected in a piercing dark gold color.

"Sword Seed, what is it?" A purple-robed Elder stepped forward.

The Elder looked in the direction of Sword Child Jian Wushuang's gaze.

His pupils shrank violently.

"Such pure Gengjin Origin power!" the Elder exclaimed.

Sword Child Jian Wushuang pressed his right hand onto the sword hilt. "A Saint Weapon has been born."

"And it has produced a complete Spirit," he said, his voice cold.

"Should we take men to seize it?" the Elder asked in a low voice. "An Opportunity like this must not be snatched by others."

Sword Child Jian Wushuang shook his head. He released the sword hilt.

"Too late. Someone has already acted."

He narrowed his eyes, staring at the churning dark gold clouds.

"This aura that suppresses all things is very unfamiliar."

"Let's go. Don't meddle in others' business. Find the place where Great Emperor Tianyuan passed away first." Sword Child Jian Wushuang resumed his pace and continued forward.

At the same time.

Deep within a dense forest.

A white jade carriage drawn by eight snow-white Dragon-Horses came to a steady halt.

The bead curtains around the carriage moved on their own without any wind.

The crisp sound of bamboo slips being closed came from inside the carriage.

"Chief?" the attendant outside asked with a bow.

"Interesting," a light chuckle came from the carriage.

"Gengjin transforming into a dragon. Such a creation of providence has actually been forced into a corner."

"The opponent's methods can be called lawless."

The attendant leaned half a step closer.

"Should we go and take a share? That Saint Weapon would be of great use to us."

"No," the person in the carriage spoke after thinking for a moment.

"That power carries a touch of wickedness. Now is not the time for a head-on confrontation."

"Bypass that direction. Proceed at full speed."

"Yes!" The attendant dared not say more.

In the valley.

The Chaos giant hand was about to completely crush the Golden Dragon.

The Golden Dragon suddenly let out a shrill, mournful cry.

Its massive body shrank rapidly.

The thousand-zhang-long dragon body instantly scattered into a sky full of golden light.

The golden light condensed in mid-air into a golden glow the size of an embroidery needle.

The golden glow was fast to the extreme. It escaped the giant hand's control.

"Swoosh!" The golden glow dived headfirst into the dark red soil below.

It disappeared without a trace.

Gu Changsheng's grab caught nothing but air.

"Playing at Earth Escape with me?" Gu Changsheng sneered.

He raised his right foot.

Primordial God Elephant Prison-Suppressing Might was poured into his entire leg.

"Boom!" He stomped down violently.

The ground within a five-mile radius instantly collapsed.

Dirt and rocks flew everywhere.

A bottomless giant pit appeared beneath his feet.

Gu Changsheng turned into a piercing golden rainbow.

He charged directly into the giant pit, smashing through layers of rock.

One man and one dragon engaged in a frantic chase deep within the earth's veins.

The interior of the mountains along the way was ground to powder by the force of the rampaging collision.

One mountain Peak after another collapsed in succession.

Three days later.

A valley covered in heavy frost.

The wild wind whistled, mixed with ice shards.

Elder Chen, the leading Elder of the Piaoxue Sect—a subsidiary Sect of the Daoxuan Immortal Sect—leaned against an ice rock.

His left arm was severed at the root.

The blood at the stump had already frozen into dark red ice dregs.

Elder Chen panted heavily.

Seven or eight young Disciples hid behind him.

Every one of them was injured, their faces pale.

Thirty zhang ahead.

A Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger, its size comparable to a two-story building, was pacing.

The Demon Tiger was covered in black and white bristly fur.

Two three-foot-long, cold fangs protruded from its mouth.

Its vertical pupils stared fixedly at this group of humans.

Saliva dripped from its chin onto the snow, burning smoking pits into the ground.

"Elder Chen, are we going to die here?" A female Disciple cried, covering her face with her hands.

This group had originally only intended to scavenge some scraps on the outskirts.

Who knew they would be targeted by this mutated Yao Beast at the Wufa Realm Peak.

They had been hunted all the way into this dead zone.

"Elder, let's fight it to the end!" A male Disciple nearby drew a broken sword.

"At worst, we'll perish together!"

"Shut up!" Elder Chen barked sternly.

He spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

"Perish together? Are you even worthy!"

Elder Chen reached back and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He stared fixedly at that Demon Tiger.

"Listen up. I will soon reverse my Primordial Spirit and charge over to self-detonate."

Elder Chen bit the tip of his tongue.

"Take the chance while things are chaotic and run toward the valley entrance! Crush your jade talismans and call for help from the lords of the Immortal Sect!"

The Disciples were all stunned.

"Elder! I'm not leaving!" The male Disciple's eyes turned red.

"If we die, we die together!"

"Stop talking nonsense! If you stay here, everyone dies!" Elder Chen circulated his remaining spiritual power.

Violent blood-colored patterns surfaced on his body.

The Demon Tiger sensed the danger.

"Roar!" The Demon Tiger let out a heaven-shaking roar.

Its hind legs suddenly exerted force.

Its massive body leaped into the air, crashing toward Elder Chen with a gust of fishy wind.

Elder Chen closed both eyes.

He prepared to detonate his Dantian.

At the very moment the Demon Tiger leaped into mid-air.

"Buzz—!"

A dull, strange sound came from deep underground in the far distance.

Immediately after, the entire Frost Valley shook violently.

Large areas of the ice layer on the surrounding cliff walls peeled off.

A terrifying pressure that made the Soul tremble directly penetrated ten thousand zhang of earth and crashed down.

This pressure was overbearing and peerless.

The air became even heavier than lead blocks.

The Demon Tiger's movements in mid-air instantly stiffened.

The ferocity in its eyes turned into extreme terror.

"Awoo—" The Demon Tiger let out a distorted scream.

It sounded like a wild dog that had its tail stepped on.

"Bang!" Its massive body crashed straight down at Elder Chen's feet.

Ice and snow splashed everywhere.

The Demon Tiger didn't even dare to struggle.

Its four limbs were spread out, its belly pressed against the ground, and it lost control of its bowels.

A thick, foul stench permeated the valley.

Elder Chen snapped his eyes open.

He looked in astonishment at this paralyzed overlord-level Yao Beast at his feet.

He even forgot about his reversed Meridians.

"What's happening?" a Disciple behind him asked, shivering.

No one could answer.

"Whoosh!" The ice layer a hundred zhang ahead suddenly exploded into pieces.

A dim golden glow burst out from the ground.

The golden glow shot into mid-air, transforming into a hundred-zhang-long small Golden Dragon.

The Golden Dragon was in a wretched state now.

More than half of its scales had fallen off, and its light flickered uncertainly.

It circled in mid-air and looked back at the ground hole.

A terrified whimper came from its throat.

"Boom—!!!"

The ground hole was directly blown open by a violent force.

The ground within a ten-zhang radius completely collapsed.

Shredded ice and dirt shot into the high sky like a volcanic eruption.

A young man wearing dark gold profound robes strode out from the deep pit.

His black hair danced wildly in the wind. Those eyes were terrifyingly cold.

Gu Changsheng stepped upon the void.

He didn't look at the Demon Tiger on the ground.

Nor did he look at the people from the Piaoxue Sect.

Elder Chen saw Gu Changsheng's profile clearly.

His legs went soft, and he knelt directly on the snow.

His heart almost stopped beating.

"Dao... Holy Son of Daoxuan..." Elder Chen's teeth chattered frantically.

Gu Changsheng raised his head, his gaze locking onto the Golden Dragon in mid-air.

"You ran for three days." Gu Changsheng curled his lips.

"Let's see where else you can run!"

Gu Changsheng raised his right foot and stomped hard on the void.

"Open!"

Eight thick, dark gold True Qi pillars rose from eight directions of the valley.

The pillars shot straight into the clouds.

They intertwined with each other to form an airtight Inescapable Net.

The pillars directly sealed off the entire Frost Valley.

Elder Chen and the Piaoxue Sect Disciples lay flat on the cold snow.

They covered their heads tightly, not even daring to breathe loudly.