Mountain Crumbles, Earth Splits
"Click click click..."
The sound of rocks cracking echoed continuously from the cavern's dome.
Where the stone pillars meet the dome, pieces of cracked stone peel off and fall down.
At this point, it can be clearly seen that the stone pillar is not atop the dome, but rather passes through the dome and pierces into the rock, extending to an unknown destination.
On the high platform, silver light shone brightly, gradually gathering into a powerful force that slowly lifted the stone pillar.
Suddenly, the silver light surged, like a dazzling star descending to earth, illuminating the entire underground cavern as bright as day.
Impacted by this force, the stone pillar suddenly accelerated, like a runaway horse, rushing upwards.
"Rumble..."
The stone pillars pierced through the rock in the cave ceiling, making a deafening noise, as if they were about to tear the cave ceiling apart.
The entire underground cavern was shaking violently, with countless specks of dust and cracked rocks flying everywhere.
The stone pillar pierced through the rock at the top of the cave, creating a square opening several meters in size.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom."
Four sounds of chains snapping rang out.
The Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast leaped onto the stone coffin. The broken chains that had pierced its limbs had been pulled out, and the wounds were a strange dark brown.
"Roar!"
The Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast roared to the sky.
The whistling sound was like a thunderclap, echoing endlessly in the cave.
A powerful aura surged from the Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast.
The Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast swept its gaze across the entire cave hall with disdain, like a supreme monarch surveying its territory.
The four Nascent Soul Cultivators had already stopped fighting and were now warily watching the Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast, their nerves on edge.
The four of them felt an unprecedentedly powerful pressure emanating from the Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast, a pressure even stronger than that of Nascent Soul Peak cultivator.
The aura emanating from the Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast was so powerful that the four dared not make the slightest move, fearing that the slightest carelessness would provoke the Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast's thunderous wrath.
Even the heavily injured Yuan Hao stood up and stood alone in a corner, looking at the Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast with a solemn expression.
The Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast glanced at the four Nascent Soul Cultivator a few times, then turned its head away, no longer paying attention, as if the Nascent Soul Cultivator were insignificant beings in its eyes.
Suddenly, it exerted force with its four hooves, leaped high into the air, and flew into the square opening at the top of the cave.
Seeing the Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast leave, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The pressure exerted on the four by the Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast immense. In its presence, they felt like a lone boat on a vast ocean, small and fragile.
Only Yinshuo seemed to know something, his eyes filled with doubt as he stared intently at the opening in the dome, his brows furrowed.
He had a vague feeling that something was wrong with the Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast.
Suddenly, he realized what was wrong.
As the Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast left, it carried away the Pill Furnace.
Its strength already far surpasses that of Nascent Soul peak Nascent Soul cultivator, so why would it need Demon Soul Spirit-Breaking Pill?
Could it be that the Pill Furnace contains something else entirely, not elixirs?
Then, Yinshuo thought of the blackened, rotting flesh at the wounds on the four hooves of the Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast.
Yinshuo's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in surprise.
"The Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast is bluffing. Its aura is fake; it's already dead. It's just a powerful Corpse Puppet made from the corpse of Demon Beast."
"Corpse Puppet?"
The other three looked at Yinshuo with surprise and doubt.
"Then why is it moving? Has the Corpse Puppet developed sentience?" Xing Gaohan asked.
"It's probably not that the Corpse Puppet developed sentience, but rather that a powerful soul possessed the corpse of the Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast."
Before Yinshuo could finish speaking, his figure suddenly transformed into a streak of light and rushed into the square opening in the dome.
Seeing this, the other three also leaped up and followed closely behind.
Yuan Hao stared at the square opening but did not rush to follow.
It was too badly injured to be a match for the four Human Race cultivators. Regardless of the circumstances, the Wind-Thunder Golden-Eyed Beast was no longer qualified to compete.
Suddenly, a dark shadow loomed over its sky. Looking up, it was Wind Eagle flapping its wings and flying in.
"Yuan Hao, the corpse of the Holy Demon is right before your eyes, why don't you chase after it?"
Yuan Hao glanced at the Wind Eagle in the sky, his tone tinged with helplessness.
"It's already incredibly lucky that we survived. Now, severely injured, trying to retrieve the Sacred Demon's corpse from four Human Race Nascent Soul Cultivator is nothing short of a pipe dream. Moreover, according to Yinshuo, the Sacred Demon has already been refined into Corpse Puppet, Essence Blood is long gone. Where would we find any Essence Blood left for us to refine and absorb?"
Wind Eagle said, "Don't forget, we tracked you here using the bloodline of the Holy Demon. This is enough to show that there is still some Essence Blood remaining in the Holy Demon's body, and it's not weak, otherwise the Blood Dao Secret Technique wouldn't be able to be used at all."
Yuan Hao's expression brightened. "What you say makes some sense, but how can you and I possibly defeat Xing Gaohan and his three companions?"
Wind Eagle's eyes were sharp as a thorn. "There will always be an opportunity."
At this time.
Throughout the cavern's dome, a large amount of rock had fractured, and fragments of rock continued to fall.
"Let's go, this cave is about to collapse."
Song Wen was in a rather depressed mood.
He never expected that, despite being safely hidden in his temporary underground cave abode, the entire ground would suddenly begin to collapse without warning.
After escaping from underground, Song Wen discovered that the entire secret realm was shaking as if an earthquake had occurred.
On that high mountain, countless rocks tumbled down, making a rumbling sound.
"What on earth happened? Is the entire secret realm about to collapse?"
A strange unease welled up inside him.
Song Wen took to the air and headed away from the high mountains.
If something unexpected happens in the true secret realm, the area near the high mountains will undoubtedly be the most dangerous.
Song Wen had flown over a hundred feet when a Wraith suddenly appeared in front of him.
This was just a second-tier Wraith, posing no threat to Song Wen, who easily subdued and devoured it.
However, the appearance of the Wraith made Song Wen wary.
Within this secret realm, the higher the altitude, the denser the ghostly mist becomes, and the more powerful the vengeful Wraith that dwell there grow.
In the past, no Wraith were found in the area near the ground.
"It seems the anomalies in the secret realm have affected the Wraith, causing them to change their activity range."
Sudden.
Suddenly, Song Wen heard a series of low rumbling sounds behind him, like distant thunder.
Then came an even louder series of thuds, as if someone were continuously striking a large drum.
Song Wen knew that it was the sound of a large number of loose rocks rolling down the mountainside.
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately increased his flight speed.
The sounds from behind continued.
As the sound of tumbling rocks grew more frequent, suddenly, a deafening roar resounded through the sky, like the fury of heaven and earth.
The earth began to shake violently.
A powerful gust of wind swept in, stirring up the ghostly mist.
The strong wind carried a large amount of fine sand and dust.
The entire secret realm descended into chaos, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in.
Mountain collapse!
The ground collapsed!
The ghostly mist surged!
A fierce wind raged!
Dust filled the air!
"It seems a section of the mountain has collapsed. What exactly happened?"
Looking at the scene of the sky collapsing and the earth splitting open, Song Wen couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he had escaped quickly enough.