Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 1734 - 1733: Leaving the Ancient Divine Mountain
Everything happening elsewhere, Su Han naturally was unaware of.
At this moment, he was hiding inside the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son.
"Swoosh!"
A group of gigantic spirit beasts flew over the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son, not sure if they sensed its presence, but in any case, they ignored it.
Watching them gradually move away, Su Han let out a sigh of relief.
This was already the fourth group of terrifying spirit beasts he encountered on his journey back to the Ancient Divine Mountain.
And time had already passed for three months.
Previously, the Supreme Crown took him rushing toward the peak where the Supreme Treasure Pearl was located. Due to the high speed, he hadn’t noticed much.
But now, Su Han’s feeling was not only that the journey was long, there were also too many crises...
He emerged from the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son and continued onward.
He was almost using his fastest speed, swallowing pill after pill, with a large amount of spirit crystals replenishing the spiritual power within his body as if it cost nothing.
... 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
Six months flew by in a flash.
Since Su Han entered, until now, already eleven months had passed.
According to the fat man’s words, if true, then in another month, the Sky-Filling Spirit Flood Dragon would appear.
And at this moment, Su Han finally saw from afar the cliff, above which was the exit of the Ancient Divine Mountain.
Now was the time Su Han was most anxious.
Because he didn’t know when this exit would open again. If more than a month passed, he would miss the opportunity for the Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid eruption.
In silence, Su Han spent another half a month, finally standing on that path.
The figures of people from the South Heaven Sect and Moon God Sect were nowhere to be seen.
The blood on the ground had dried up, but the pieces of corpses still remained.
After all, they were Spirit Realm, their bodies transformed into spiritual bodies. Without intentional handling, it would take at least hundreds of years for them to dissipate with time.
Su Han’s gaze swept over these corpses, step by step, arriving at the entrance.
As expected, the entrance had not opened again.
Su Han couldn’t help but frown, but helplessly, he could only sit cross-legged, swallowing pills and cultivating, simultaneously replenishing the spiritual power within to maintain his peak state.
...
In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed.
Until the appearance of the Sky-Filling Spirit Flood Dragon, only five days remained.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Figures came from a distance, landing on the path.
They chatted and laughed intermittently.
Some were excited, some sighed, some were regretful, and some were envious.
It was clear that in this Ancient Divine Mountain, some had gained a little, some had obtained many benefits, but there were also those who gained nothing and came in vain.
Su Han opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over these people, noticing the number had decreased significantly.
Or maybe, they had not yet returned.
Perhaps, they would never return.
The previous number was over half a million, even though Su Han killed tens of thousands, there were still over four hundred thousand left.
But now looking over, at most, there were less than a hundred thousand.
They approached the entrance, and when their eyes swept toward them, they too saw Su Han.
In an instant of eye contact, their smiles immediately froze!
Immediately after, intense fear emerged on their faces.
Clearly, the scene of Su Han’s prior slaughter was still fresh in their minds, never forgotten.
"Senior..."
Someone spoke, saluting Su Han.
Even though most of them were disciples of the Seventy-Two Sects, at this moment, without sect strongmen present, they could only appease Su Han in this manner.
Su Han did not respond, his eyes flickered with murderous intent.
This place belonged to the Ancient Era; these people were bound to go back and tell, and these sects would surely come to verify.
If indeed, because of him, this place converted to the Ancient Era, then these people... must die!
"Senior, we would never provoke you again, spare us, senior!"
Sensing the murderous intent in Su Han’s eyes, these people immediately pleaded miserably.
In contemplation, Su Han asked, "Has this Ancient Divine Mountain always been like this?"
"No, no..."
Immediately, someone replied in terror, "Every time the Ancient Divine Mountain opens, it’s a different training ground. Over time, it has transformed hundreds of times."
"Oh?"
Su Han raised an eyebrow.
If that’s the case, it seems it has nothing to do with me...
The murderous intent in his eyes dissipated significantly, he asked again, "When will this entrance open?"
"Very soon!"
That person added, "According to experience, if nothing goes wrong, it will open tomorrow. That’s why we hurried back."
Su Han nodded slightly, feeling a bit relieved.
He disliked unnecessary killing; in the end, he didn’t act against these people.
...
Thus, a day quickly passed.
During this day, Su Han remained sitting cross-legged there, while these sect members were very cautious, staying far from Su Han, not daring to breathe heavily, fearing to provoke his wrath.
It truly was nerve-wracking; if Su Han suddenly decided to kill them, they could only accept their bad luck.
Luckily, Su Han did not act against them, didn’t even cast an extra glance their way.
The next morning, a rumbling sound came, as expected, the massive light barrier began to rise.
Su Han’s eyes flickered, he immediately stood up and walked toward the exit.
Simultaneously, these sect members also followed.
If they missed the opening of the exit, they would have to wait for the next time.
Before reaching the exit, Su Han suddenly halted, turning back to gaze at these people.
Their expressions changed drastically, showing pleading looks on their faces.
"Only this once."
Su Han said calmly, "Although you are from the Seventy-Two Sects, you are ultimately not strongmen. I will not leave, need to wait for the appearance of the Sky-Filling Spirit Flood Dragon. Should I see you here again, death without mercy."
The words were calm, but these sect members could hear the chilling murderous intent woven within Su Han’s words.
Terrified, they promptly nodded in agreement, not daring to defy.
Su Han turned around, stepped forward, and left directly.
And these people also completely breathed a sigh of relief.
Yet, in their expressions, some truly frightened, dared not provoke Su Han again, while others showed strong resentment.
Clearly, they felt that being part of the Seventy-Two Sects, yet killed so many by a loose cultivator, was something they couldn’t accept.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
One by one, figures rushed out.
Behind them, the massive light barrier slowly closed amidst the rumbling.
