One more catty, one more attribute point-Chapter 491 - 410: A Storm is Brewing

Chapter 491: Chapter 410: A Storm is Brewing

This is not arrogance, not even Destruction Level opponents are taken seriously.

It’s an inference based on the current situation, strong talents and a solid foundation of diligent cultivation give him confidence.

His path forward is now very clear, and there are also a plethora of resources acquired from the Blood Realm’s Southern Continent.

Next…

Is to further enhance his body.

To invest accumulated attribute points in the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill process.

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Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill will evolve, and the Golden Crow Heart may also receive an upgrade.

He has long since merged with the complete Dragon Corpse, his life level reaching the realm of Divine Beasts. And if the energy source that is the Golden Crow Heart could break through once more. Then by that time, Su Heng’s essence might even surpass that of ordinary Divine Beasts by half.

Su Heng can’t help but remember.

The projection of the Domineering Dragon he saw in the Cloud Heaven Secret Realm.

Like the Domineering Dragon, a Divine Beast, but its standing seemed especially extraordinary, its strength also among the best.

Wondering if after the initial practice of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill, his life essence could compete with it.

During this period, he has also sent many people to the Outer Sea to collect information, and even sought out King Qingyang specifically for inquiries. But no news about the Domineering Dragon has ever been found, like a top-tier Divine Beast vanished into thin air. It’s unknown what happened at the foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

“Once all matters are settled, the Outer Sea is indeed worth a personal visit.” Su Heng retracts his thoughts and quietly schedules this matter.

Su Heng leaves the Northern Continent.

Then uses his Divine Movement Talent to rush back swiftly, executing a surprise attack.

But still without any gains, Su Heng can only choose to give up for the time being.

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When Su Heng returns to the base in the Southern Continent.

Tong Shan Great Saint and others are busily engaged in repairing the Taibola Volcano.

They throw the remnants of the slain demons, discarded weapons, some precious rare metals, herbs, etc., collected from the battlefield, all into the volcano. The resources exchanged from the major trading houses are also continuously transported here under Qin Shunying’s arrangement.

Thanks to a large number of storage-type magical treasures.

Although the journey is rough, transportation is relatively effortless.

Crack!

Su Heng hears curses and the sound of chains dragging on the ground.

Looking in the direction of the noise, he immediately sees a crimson Demon God being dragged on the ground by two Dragon Guards like a dead dog, step by step towards the mouth of the volcano. This Demon God has a robust vitality within, clearly severely injured with its heart blasted open, still struggling violently and cursing profusely.

“You damn invaders, a blood debt must be paid in blood, one day, the Pillar Gods will—”

Bang!

The stronger of the Dragon Guards turns around.

A kick lands on the lower jaw of the Demon God, shattering its fangs on the spot.

Blood seeps from its mouth, temporarily unable to speak, but its beast-like bronze eyes still brim with hatred and fury.

“You and your frail Pillar Gods, all you have is one fate: to become food.” The Demon God is dragged to the top of the volcano, one of the Dragon Guards breaks its kneecaps with a long spear, forcing it to kneel towards the direction of the volcanic melt.

The other Dragon Guard, expressionless, lifts a long knife and executes it in a highly humiliating manner.

As the bright gleam of the blade flashes, with a “pfft” sound.

Blood spurts out.

The head of the Demon God is decapitated, rolling down the steep rock wall into the magma lake below.

The initial Dragon Guard conveniently gives a kick to its backside, and the burly body of the Demon God plunges into it.

It seems exceptionally heavy.

Su Heng hears a splash from inside, followed by golden sparks flying upwards.

These movements, fluid as clouds and water, indicate they have repeated it many times.

And in such a short time, several more powerful demons are brought over. However, their vitality is not as tenacious as the former, tormented to the brink of death, inarticulate, their eyes lacking luster.

But no matter.

As long as there is a sufficient number, it can still meet Su Heng’s needs.

Seeing Su Heng’s gaze retract, a barely discernible smile seems to appear on his face.

Tong Shan Great Saint in charge of this matter lets out a long sigh of relief and speaks, “We are gathering resources from the battlefield, attacking other Demon Gods’ territories, in about half a day we should meet the target you initially set. And there will be a certain degree of surplus.”

“Well done,” Su Heng says.

He briefly recounted his experiences on the Northern Continent to the Tong Shan Great Saint.

Upon hearing this, the Tong Shan Great Saint’s face became serious instantly, “So, it is very possible that the remaining two Pillar Gods might come to cause trouble while you are in seclusion.”

“Indeed, that’s possible. But there’s no need to worry too much about it.”

Despite Su Heng’s belief that such an incident was unlikely to happen, after some thought, he still decided to make defensive preparations.

Swoosh!

With a flash of bloodlight, Su Heng spread his fingers wide.

A plasma-like Thunder Drawing Pearl then appeared in the palm of Su Heng’s hand.

“This is the Thunder Drawing Pearl. It has been fused with the World Cleansing Tribulation Light and its power has increased significantly. It is extremely effective against demons and evil spirits. You can use it for self-defense during this period.”

With a gentle push from Su Heng, the Thunder Drawing Pearl landed in the hands of the Tong Shan Great Saint.

The Tong Shan Great Saint’s eyes lit up upon seeing it. He had witnessed Su Heng using this Divine Artifact in battle and its power was truly exceptional.

After bidding farewell to the Tong Shan Great Saint, Su Heng left the Blood Realm and made his way to the White Tower Temple. There, he met with the Ming Daoist. After a casual chat, Su Heng invited the Ming Daoist to assist as a protector.

The Ming Daoist nodded with a serious expression, agreeing to the request.

Her true form is that of the Undead Tree, deeply connected to the Longevity Heaven in countless ways.

And now, she could sense the ripples stirring within it.

It was as if the tide was approaching, with a brief calm that would soon turn into a world-shaking, dark chaos.

In such times, no one could remain unaffected. In the Northern Border region, Su Heng was without a doubt the central figure, and the Ming Daoist had always been a stout supporter.

Leaving the White Tower Temple.

With some time to spare, Su Heng considered his next move.

He sat down cross-legged on a desolate mountain peak, silently reciting a mnemonic. After some time, he managed to establish remote communication with King Qingyang.

Although it was just an exchange through Divine Skills from a great distance, Su Heng, with his keen perception, and King Qingyang’s deep trust—meaning he did not conceal anything—allowed Su Heng to discern that King Qingyang had sustained considerable injuries.

Surprised, Su Heng asked, “Has something else happened over at Changyue?”

King Qingyang’s calm voice slowly came through, “A few troublesome demons escaped from the Mythical Battlefield, and there’s more trouble with the Demon Descendants in the Dragon Abyss.”

The Changyue Thirteen States are vast.

They cover an area several times larger than Jiang Er, and contain no less than three Mythical Battlefields.

King Qingyang, although he had defected from the Imperial court and no longer accepted directives from the court, did not mean that he was completely indifferent to world affairs. On the contrary, as a person of integrity and bravery, he couldn’t stand the sight of demons wreaking havoc. Therefore, even after being stripped of the title of Heavenly King, when faced with turmoil, he still chose to take action decisively, traversing the three Mythical Battlefields.

“How’s the situation over there?” Su Heng thought for a moment and then offered, “I have some healing medicines here that should be effective.”

The life force of Earth Immortals is tenacious.

But when they are truly injured, it would be at the core and hard to heal.

And moving up to the level of Realm Masters, like Emperor Wu who was severely injured in Longevity Heaven, even with the resources of an entire Dynasty at his disposal, he could not make his injuries improve but only managed to slow down their worsening.

This was one of the shortcomings of the current mainstream cultivation system.

However, Su Heng had now carved out his own path and didn’t have such worries for the future.

The Treasure Medicines in his possession

came from some large trade conglomerates in Central State, which in turn were backed by the ancient Golden Family.

Though these Treasure Medicines were precious, they served merely as icing on the cake for Su Heng, used to augment his spirit. Hence, he was not stingy with them and decided to gift them to his friend.

“Haha!” King Qingyang laughed heartily, “I appreciate the gesture, but there’s no need for it.”

“My injuries are not serious, and after this great battle, I can feel that I am getting closer to the Heavenly Awakening Realm,” King Qingyang’s voice was robust, filled with an uplifting fighting spirit.

“Good!” Su Heng nodded, not insisting further.

“Once I break through to Heavenly Awakening, we can have a rematch!” King Qingyang invited with great enthusiasm.

“No problem,” Su Heng responded with a hint of a smile in his tone, agreeing to the proposal.

“I’ve sought you out this time because there are some other matters I needed to bring to your attention,” Su Heng’s tone became slightly more solemn. He briefly highlighted some of his recent experiences to King Qingyang.

King Qingyang listened intently and also shared his firsthand experiences and some of the information he had collected.

“The current situation really feels like a storm is brewing,” both of them exclaimed, realizing that a cataclysmic upheaval was about to take place. When it happened, the Great Zhou Dynasty, a powerful Dynasty for a thousand years, might be directly overturned, and the world might relive the scenes of misery from the dark ages.

King Qingyang was deeply worried.

Even the joy of nearing the threshold of Heavenly Awakening was somewhat diminished at this moment.

Whereas Su Heng was more excited, for what he saw was not the plight of strangers but a series of fierce and enjoyable battles.

The two had differing thoughts as they ended the communication.

But shortly after Su Heng got up, Tong Shan Great Saint’s voice transmission once again rang out, “My lord, as per your instructions, the Blood Pool within the Taibola Volcano has been constructed and is ready for use.”

“Hmm,” Su Heng nodded, looking out over the vast wilderness before him and the Red Sun gradually falling in the distance, he replied, “Received, I will be there shortly.”

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