The Ninety-Thousand-Year Desolate Beast Awakens in the Depths

Lu Yuan stopped and gave Big Luck a quick inspection. Not even a speck of paint had come off.

Satisfied, he smiled and drove on.

The scouts trailing him looked at one another, speechless.

The next day.

Lu Yuan encountered a thirty-thousand-year Flame Demon Tiger.

The beast was as large as a small hill, its entire body wreathed in crimson flames.

Wherever it passed, plants turned to ash and rocks melted.

It ruled the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Mountains. Even Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beasts were reluctant to provoke it.

When the Flame Demon Tiger spotted Big Luck, its eyes flashed fiercely, and it let out a roar that shook the sky.

Then it attacked. It leaped onto a hill, drew a breath, and unleashed a torrent of scorching flame.

Lu Yuan spun the steering wheel. Big Luck drifted aside and dodged it.

The ground where Big Luck had been headed was instantly scorched black.

But when the edge of the flames struck the truck's front end, an invisible force dispersed them. The paint did not even grow warm.

Lu Yuan floored the accelerator, and Big Luck slammed into the Flame Demon Tiger's chest.

The thirty-thousand-year beast flew backward, rolled several times, struggled briefly, then lay still.

Lu Yuan stopped, glanced at its corpse, and shook his head. "Too weak."

He did not even absorb its Spirit Ring. He simply drove away, and the Cargo Box automatically took in the Flame Demon Tiger's corpse.

The scouts behind him stared at one another. They were beginning to question everything they knew.

The third day.

Lu Yuan drove deep into the middle reaches of the Star Dou Great Mountains.

There, he encountered a fifty-thousand-year Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear.

The Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear was one of the mountains' fiercest predators, renowned for its terrifying defenses and devastating attacks.

Its claws could tear through steel with ease, while its fur could withstand most spirit skill attacks.

Even a Titled Douluo would have to stay fully alert against a fifty-thousand-year Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear.

When Lu Yuan spotted it, the bear was tearing into the corpse of a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast. Blood covered its jaws, making it a gruesome sight.

It saw Big Luck approaching, dropped its meal, and roared furiously at Lu Yuan.

Then the bear charged toward Big Luck with heavy, pounding strides.

A sharp glint flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes. He stepped on the accelerator and drove straight at it.

National Highway spirit skill activated!

A stretch of concrete road appeared across the battlefield, instantly trapping the enemy in its cracks and leaving it unable to move. On the National Highway, Big Luck's speed doubled.

Boom!

The impact shook heaven and earth!

Big Luck sent the enormous Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear flying into a mountainside, bringing half of it down.

Buried beneath the rubble, the bear did not stir for a long time.

Lu Yuan stopped and waited. When the bear failed to get up, he nodded in satisfaction. "Now that's more like it."

He had Big Luck's Cargo Box collect the bear's corpse, then turned the wheel and drove away.

Behind him, the scouts from the three factions watched Big Luck kill the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear and fell utterly silent.

They had come to watch him make a fool of himself.

After all, the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear had fifty thousand years of cultivation and terrifying combat power.

They had wanted to see how that arrogant kid with two Spirit Rings would fare when the bear tore him apart.

Now they were almost too afraid to keep following him.

At the same time, Yan stood in a tree. The laughter from earlier was long gone.

He watched the Handcart vanish into the dense forest, his face twisted as though he had swallowed a fly.

Xie Yue gripped his twin Moon Blades, his face pale.

He reckoned his chances against the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear would be thirty percent at best.

Even then, it would take a long fight. The bear was no easy opponent.

Yet that boy had hit it as casually as if it were a stray dog—and killed it...

Hu Liena stood atop another tree, gazing after Big Luck with a conflicted expression.

She did not dare go near it.

Hu Liena had a feeling that if she used her Charm Technique on Lu Yuan,

she might end up no better off than the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear.

By then, everyone understood.

That truck had not come to hunt Spirit Beasts.

It felt more like it had come to clear the place out...

The fourth day.

Lu Yuan reached the deepest part of the Star Dou Great Mountains.

Trees blotted out the sky. A thick layer of decay covered the ground, and the air was damp.

Yet not even an insect chirped here. The silence was eerie.

Even Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beasts dared not enter this area.

Lu Yuan parked beside a pitch-black swamp, cut the engine, and jumped out.

Then he raised a hand and took control of Big Luck.

The next instant, a shrill blast of its horn pierced the deathly still forest.

Honk!

The sound echoed through the trees, carrying far into the distance.

Lu Yuan kept sounding Big Luck's horn.

Honk! Honk! Honk...

The blaring went on and on.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

The swamp before him suddenly began to churn.

At first, only a few bubbles rose.

Then came a steady gurgling, and larger bubbles surfaced.

As they burst, a pungent smell wafted out.

The entire swamp gradually began to boil. Black mud rolled and surged like water in a pot, gurgling all the while.

The ground around it began to tremble.

Then a silhouette taller than a mountain slowly rose from the swamp.

A bull.

A bull of unimaginable size.

Its body was like a moving mountain range. Its four legs were as thick as temple pillars, and its dark brown hide was covered in patterns and moss.

Curved horns rose from its head, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen.

Most frightening were its eyes, each larger than a millstone, with gray-white pupils.

A Primordial Desolate Beast!

The Sky-Shaking Marsh Bull.

A ninety-thousand-year Spirit Beast, on the verge of reaching one hundred thousand years.

As the Sky-Shaking Marsh Bull emerged from the swamp,

its enormous body toppled the surrounding trees and left a vast hollow in the mire.

Mud and moss slid from the Sky-Shaking Marsh Bull, revealing hide as hard as steel.

It raised its head and looked toward Lu Yuan and the Handcart parked at the swamp's edge.

Its indifferent eyes held a trace of displeasure.