Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 722: Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon vs The Saint of Eight Extremes
"Phew... We finally made it out!"
In the midst of the Void, a Void Portal abruptly appeared, and dozens of figures emerged consecutively. The Silver-robed Masked Man leading them exhaled deeply, a lingering fear in his eyes.
That disciple from the Divine Net Sect who unwittingly cut through the Grand Array with a single sword stroke must have had a secret benefactor. And the Void Portal that suddenly appeared... it must have been secretly opened by the same benefactor too. This means someone within the Seven Star Clan is definitely helping us.
The Silver-robed Masked Man was well aware of this. Their benefactor wasn’t helping them out of regard for them, mere Life and Death Realm cultivators. It was likely because of the ancient signboard of Tianjige.
Perhaps the founder of Tianjige had some secret connection with this mysterious backer.
"Haha, we made it out..."
"I thought the Void Portal led to another world. I didn’t expect it to bring us back to our world!"
"This is fantastic!"
The disciples from the Four Great Sects, having escaped from the jaws of death, chattered excitedly with palpable exhilaration.
"All of you return now. Keep this matter an absolute secret. Do not mention it to anyone, not even your sect masters!" the Silver-robed Masked Man instructed sternly, waving a hand, his expression serious.
"Understood!" the disciples hurriedly agreed.
"Leave!" The Silver-robed Masked Man dismissed them.
WHIZ, WHIZ...
The disciples from the Four Great Sects took off in four different directions, disappearing into the horizon.
"We left in such a hurry just now. The top of Seven Star Mountain was enshrouded in mist, so we couldn’t see clearly who was fighting the Seven Star Clan..." the Silver-robed Masked Man muttered thoughtfully, standing still and looking in the direction of the now-vanished Void Portal.
After a moment, he sighed, This trip to the Immortal Pond was fruitless; I don’t know how to face the Pavilion Master...
After sighing, he swiftly turned and flew off in a certain direction.
「Elsewhere...」
Inside a black carriage, Ye Yun’s clone lifted his head to watch the distant figure of the Silver-robed Masked Man and whispered, "I hope you won’t disappoint me..."
Releasing these people was, of course, to discover the location of Tianjige’s headquarters.
As for Tianjige—Ye Yun hoped that this time, by casting a long line, he could reel in a big fish.
「Within the Fairy Pond World.」
After covertly sending away the Silver-robed Masked Man, who remained oblivious, Ye Yun turned his gaze towards the Saint of Eight Extremes and the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon.
Next, these two were about to engage in a head-on confrontation.
However, Ye Yun was more optimistic about the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon.
It wasn’t that the Saint of Eight Extremes wasn’t formidable. However, the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon benefited from a confluence of favorable factors—opportune timing, advantageous terrain, and the unified support of allies. These factors would place the Saint of Eight Extremes under immense pressure.
"Dragon Ancestor, this is the Saint of Eight Extremes, the great enemy of our Seven Star Clan! We implore your esteemed self to act and eliminate this person!" The First Star Ancestor clasped his fists, his expression grave.
"We implore the Dragon Ancestor to eliminate this person!" the other six Star Ancestors shouted in unison.
Their resonant voices spread throughout the entire Seven Star Mountain like rolling thunder.
Seeing the colossal Divine Dragon, the Seven Stars Clanspeople were all incredibly excited.
As descendants of the Dragon Clan, these Seven Stars Clanspeople had never seen a true Divine Dragon before, hence their reactions.
"Presumably, this Dragon Ancestor represents the true heritage of our Seven Star Clan!" an old man from the Seven Star Clan, a cultivator at the Seventh Layer of the Life and Death Realm, gazed up at the colossal dragon’s body and exclaimed with fervor.
"Indeed! Our Seven Star Clan, being descendants of the Dragon Clan, how could we possibly not have a true Divine Dragon watching over us?" an aged man in the crowd shakily rose to his feet, leaning on a cane, his face wreathed in a triumphant smile as he added.
Smiles simultaneously appeared on the faces of the other Seven Stars Clanspeople.
"This time, the Dragon Ancestor will surely defeat the Saint of Eight Extremes and restore our Seven Star Clan’s prestige in the Fairy Pond World!" the old man proclaimed loudly.
"Long live the Dragon Ancestor!"
Hearing the old man’s words, the emotionally stirred Seven Stars Clanspeople kowtowed repeatedly and cheered wildly. The atmosphere became extraordinarily fervent.
"Rest assured! As the Dragon Ancestor, I will certainly take care of this fellow!" the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon, immensely pleased by the mountain-toppling, sea-overturning cheers, responded loudly.
"Dragon Ancestor?" The Saint of Eight Extremes gazed at the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon, his eyes cold and stern, and he asked in a deep voice, "Since when does the Seven Star Clan still have a Dragon Ancestor alive in this world?"
"That’s merely your ignorance!" The First Star Ancestor retorted coldly, flicking his large sleeve.
"Enough nonsense! Let me see what you, the Saint of Eight Extremes, are truly capable of!" Enraged by the Saint of Eight Extremes’ extreme arrogance, the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon bared its fangs and brandished its claws, transforming into a beam of green light as it pounced on him!
WHOOSH!
The Saint of Eight Extremes raised his Iron Fist and smashed it down without hesitation.
In mid-air, the man and the dragon were locked in combat. The Iron Fist collided with the dragon claw, creating a thunderous boom.
The Saint of Eight Extremes was forced back repeatedly, blood pouring from his palm.
What kind of dragon is this? Its physical body is so powerful! The Saint of Eight Extremes felt a chill in his heart. A blood sphere vanished, and in the next moment, the wound on his palm healed.
Such rapid recovery ability? The Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon was also startled to see the Saint of Eight Extremes recover so suddenly. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
WHOOSH!
It violently whipped its dragon tail, striking at the Saint of Eight Extremes again.
The Saint of Eight Extremes showed no fear, meeting the attack head-on with his Iron Fist once more.
BOOM!
A world-shaking explosion reverberated through Seven Star Mountain.
The Seven Star Grand Array trembled a few times, absorbing the shockwave.
The Saint of Eight Extremes retreated again.
The power of this dragon tail was even greater than that of the dragon claw.
The bones in his entire hand had shattered.
The physical body of the Saint of Eight Extremes truly can’t compare to the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon... At the periphery of Seven Star Mountain, the Big Black Cat watched this earth-shattering battle through the Water Mirror, fear gleaming in its eyes. The strength of the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon indeed exceeded its expectations.
Another blood sphere disappeared.
The injuries to the Saint of Eight Extremes’ hand and arm healed completely.
What sort of Divine Skill is this? The recovery is so fast! The Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon was astonished.
It glanced at the dense cluster of blood spheres surrounding them, and a ruthless glint suddenly flashed in its eyes.
The Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon made the void tremble as it lunged at the Saint of Eight Extremes once again.
"Saint of Eight Extremes, I refuse to believe you’re unkillable!"
"Haha, don’t believe me? You can try! Dragon Ancestor, though you are strong, you will be the one to die in the end!" The Saint of Eight Extremes gave a cold laugh, raised his Iron Fist, and re-engaged in combat with the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon.
BOOM, BOOM...
Earth-shaking explosions, like rolling thunder, echoed within the Seven Star Grand Array on Seven Star Mountain.
Fortunately, this Grand Array provided protection.
Otherwise, the entire Seven Star Mountain, including all the Seven Stars Clanspeople, would have been obliterated by the aftermath of this battle between God Realm powerhouses.
"Truly worthy of being the Dragon Ancestor! The Saint of Eight Extremes is no match for it! Haha!" Seeing the Saint of Eight Extremes continuously retreating, the Seven Star Ancestors felt their spirits lift, their hearts leaping with joy.
Dawn was already in sight. It wouldn’t be long before the Saint of Eight Extremes would be defeated by the Dragon Ancestor.
After battling for two hours, the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon was panting heavily and starting to feel exhausted.
In contrast, the Saint of Eight Extremes remained as vigorous as ever. His combat power stayed at its peak, and he even began to pose a slight threat to the dragon.
"Dragon Ancestor, within the Eight Gates Domain, I am an undying and indestructible existence. Do you still refuse to surrender?" The Saint of Eight Extremes laughed heartily, launching a frenzied attack.
"Make me, the Dragon Ancestor, surrender? How is that possible?" The Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon roared, ferocious glints shining in its eyes.
At that moment, an ancient, inherited text suddenly appeared in its mind.
This inherited text was actually a mantra to control the Seven Star Mountain’s Grand Array, as well as an ancient Formation Divine Skill that manifested through controlling the formation.
