Free Web NovelChapter 1708: Chapter 1317: In the End, the Demon Dragon Withstood It All!
"Crack!—"
Almost in the very instant that the Skin Scroll Ribbon slipped off, a clear fissure flashed into existence on the ground beneath the Ice Crystal Throne.
"Move!"
Sikong Zhaixing struck without the slightest hesitation; no one knew when he had prepared it, but a large black cloth sack suddenly swept across, his technique so fast it was unbelievable as it scooped up everything within the Ice Crystal Throne, causing Jiang Dali’s almost simultaneous Dragon Capturing Hand to grasp nothing but empty air.
Rumble!—!—
A deafening boom erupted from the thick ice below along with a violent tremor; both of them felt as if the entire slab of ground under their feet had flipped over.
In one moment—dozens of thick Xuanbing Pillars throughout the surrounding Ice Palace all shuddered in unison, crazing with cracks.
"Go!!"
The two of them stomped off the ground at the same time, simultaneously unleashing their Thousand-Mile Battle movement technique. Their speed was like two arrows, their Bodies cutting through the air that had suddenly turned viscous like paste, crossing nearly a hundred Zhang in almost an instant to reach the doorway.
But in that same one moment, another explosive blast detonated, so violent it made the heart seize, as if some colossal structure beneath their feet had abruptly collapsed. Vast fissures and razor-sharp shards of ice were born in tangled profusion, the space within the entire Ice Palace shearing and shifting, then plunging downward with a thunderous crash.
With a ’boom’, the Ice Sect gate at the entrance, weighing nearly nine tons, also shook loose and fell; Sikong Zhaixing, with the black bundle on his back, slipped through with perilous narrowness just as the Ice Sect gate dropped halfway down.
In that same instant Jiang Dali, though he had the ability to ram through Sikong Zhaixing and rush out, chose to slow a step, letting Sikong Zhaixing charge out first.
Yet in that single delay, the Ice Sect gate had already dropped to within barely two Chi of the ground. The whole Ice Palace began to sink abruptly, an intense sensation of weightlessness surging up; chunks of ice kept slamming down from overhead, making him clearly feel a faint sting across his Body.
But there was no time to care about any of that now. The instant the weightlessness struck, Jiang Dali stomped down brutally on the ground.
Bang-crack!
His heavy step smashed the Profound Ice beneath his foot to pieces, the enormous force of the impact whipping up a gale around his body, tearing through the thickened air. His entire skeleton rang in a rapid chain of pops, and with a boom his shoulder drove forward, brutally slamming into the massive, solid Ice Sect gate.
Chain Whip—Two Chains of Cannon—Three Chains of Mountain Bombing!!!
In the split second he closed in on the Ice Sect gate, the cracking of his joints shifted from a "ge-ge" to a sharp "pa-pa"; the impact generated by his thighs turned into a driving force that transmitted into his waist, his back; his great spinal column arched like a giant dragon head-raising, each vertebra locking and pushing in sequence to hurl out titanic strength. The iron-hard muscles of his back knotted in one moment into a demonic, ferocious totem, erupting with a world-shocking power!
Hundreds of tons of force burst out from his shoulder, which was radiating a blinding dark-gold Qi Force.
Thud!!!
With a thunderous bang, the colossal Ice Sect gate, over four Zhang thick, was slammed into four or five pieces; even the surrounding doorframe was forced apart and warped by the expanding explosion of ice.
Countless shattered ice fragments shot out with a hiss in both directions like arrows. Before they could even fall with their own momentum, they were blasted further away by a surging shockwave.
A blurred, savage figure wreathed in Domineering Color tore through the air and ice fog, bursting out in an instant.
Behind him, countless shards of ice and exploding mist howled and danced, whipped into a violent vortex that spread for dozens of Zhang. Seen from afar, it looked like an avalanche detonating and pursuing him from behind.
Sikong Zhaixing, who was already lower down, only felt a tremendous pressure descend from above; his Body, which had still maintained a gliding posture to increase air resistance, suddenly lurched, lost balance with an "ayyo!" of pain, and was blasted by the pressure into a tumbling dive straight downward.
Zhang Sanfeng and the others below immediately struck out one after another, ready to catch them.
From the sudden outbreak of the mutation to the instant Jiang Dali and the other man burst out of the Ice Palace... in truth, all of it happened within the span of a single breath, no more than a spark between flint and steel.
Rumble-rumble-rumble—
At this moment, it was as if half the sky erupted with a blasting roar, and from the side came an even fiercer bellow of Qi Force detonations.
In the space of just one breath, the ice pillars supporting the Void Heavenly Realm exploded completely, as if cut in half by a blade. From the countless fissures that split open, flames like fire dragons spewed wildly outward.
The Void Heavenly Realm, huge as an oval ice egg, immediately plummeted downward, but amid a series of clanging chain-tightening sounds, its descent abruptly slowed, then slowed again.
"Aaargh-hou!!"
In midair, the Demon Dragon let out a bellow of agony under the crushing load, its dragon body shuddering violently as the suddenly increasing Weight yanked it downward. The chains crisscrossing its body instantly scraped out showers of sparks, coiling tighter and sliding, dragging its colossal form into an uncontrollable fall as well.
"Roar!—!"
On the ground below, the Fire Qilin also raised its head and let out a wild roar. Its lantern-sized dragon eyes surged with ferocity in the firelight, flames on its Body blazing up as its four hooves pounded violently and suddenly exerted force, turning into a massive ball of fire that, like a blazing shooting star, barreled straight through the exploding area, the Bulletproof Divine Beast Body smashing viciously into the falling Void Heavenly Realm.
Bang!!——
It was like a huge firework blooming beneath the Void Heavenly Realm.
Brilliant fire serpents shot out in all directions, under the stunned gazes of the vast number of Players and natives on Snow God Mountain.
At the very center of that explosion, the bottom of the Void Heavenly Realm made of Profound Ice violently caved inward and collapsed, cracking open with large, jagged fissures, and its falling speed slowed once again.
"Ha! Hah! Ha!!"
A series of deep, majestic low shouts, accompanied by an ever-accumulating, ever-intensifying Momentum and an utterly wild and domineering dragon roar, spread out from Xiao Feng’s Body, which was shrouded in golden Dragon-shaped Energy.....
Almost at the exact moment the Fire Qilin lost its momentum and fell, Xiao Feng shouted loudly, striding forward, his two arms then Left Rush, Right Burst, rising up, sweeping down.
In an instant, Eight Dragon Balls shot out like eight stars in a row, the Feng Yun shifting, astonishing air currents madly converging between Xiao Feng’s arms, drawing countless shocked gazes.
Roooar!!!
Xiao Feng’s face was as cold as frost. His hands crossed, and with a thunderous roar of an enraged dragon, an incomparably massive Golden Dragon Qi burst forth the moment it was pushed out from his palms, erupting explosively. Under the combined blessing of the Eight Dragon Balls, it transformed into a golden giant dragon over twenty zhang long, hurling itself viciously at the falling Void Heavenly Realm above!
Booom——rumble! Rumble——
The fiercely descending Void Heavenly Realm was struck by the massive Golden Dragon Qi, great sections shattering and collapsing outward over an even larger area. Its precipitous descent was immediately buffered once more, dangerously avoiding the successive explosive impacts of the ice pillars below.
At this moment, Jiang Dali also crashed down with a clang, smashing a shallow pit into the ground. Seeing this situation, he immediately shouted loudly, stopping the Fire Qilin that was about to charge up again, as well as Yin Zhong and Zhang Sanfeng, who were all preparing to make a move around Zhou.
"No need to act! Everything inside the Void Heavenly Realm is already in hand!"
Everyone, hearing this, hurriedly pulled back. Xiao Feng’s fierce, surging Momentum also dropped; he immediately withdrew his hands and retreated.
The Demon Dragon, still straining desperately in midair, froze. Instinctively abandoning its attempt to soar upward, it was yanked sharply downward by the violently falling Void Heavenly Realm below, rapidly dropping like a kite being tugged down.
Swish swish swish——
One figure after another quickly retreated from the Ice Hall’s range.
The enormous Void Heavenly Realm, like a stone slamming into an egg, crashed directly into the magnificent Ice Hall standing below, blowing it apart and shattering it into pieces, followed by a bout of earth-shaking, mountain-trembling violent explosions.
The entire Snow God Mountain let out a terrifying shudder under this horrific explosion.
Many mountain peaks’ trees, snow, and rocks seemed to suddenly leap from the ground into the air, the intense tremors triggering chain-reaction avalanches in swathes.
The Demon Dragon, firmly bound and dragged down by chains, though still in midair, was shaken dizzy by the chains’ vibrations and the powerful air pressure surging up from below, as if slammed by a great mountain. Its dragon chest grew tight, and unable to hold on any longer, it let out a wail and toppled down, crashing heavily into the ruins.
Jiang Dali stood his ground, slapping aside a massive ice wall that came hurtling toward him. Seeing in the distant ice shards and smoke that the Demon Dragon’s blood bar had only dropped a small segment and it hadn’t suffered severe injury, he finally felt relieved.
In the end, it was still the Demon Dragon that tanked everything.
No helping it— for the sake of stability, the chains were tied to the Demon Dragon’s Body. When the plan changed, the Demon Dragon entangled in chains naturally had no time to retreat flexibly, and still ended up eating a huge smack to the face.
However, the purpose of this trip could be considered fulfilled; the treasure Shakyamuni had hoarded for over a thousand years was now in hand.
Jiang Dali lowered his head, looking at the Skin Scroll Ribbon in his hand that had almost been crushed, a faint arc of a satisfied smile appearing on his face. He exited the Divine Demon Golden Body State and carefully unrolled the slightly deformed skin scroll to examine its contents.
He found the scroll densely covered with countless tiny characters written in Qin State’s Small Seal script, with some spots interspersed with diagrams resembling maps.
Though Jiang Dali was a rough man, he still recognized seal script. Looking closely, the first line of large characters that entered his eyes read—"Blood God Plan"...
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