122: Chapter 122: Found the Exotic Treasure 122: Chapter 122: Found the Exotic Treasure Although Huang Xiaolong had transford into his Asura Body, and with the aid of Demon Wings and his innate Soul Skill Swift Shadow Following, his speed was comparable to a Tenth Rank Middle Stage expert, Lin Zhiren was at the Late Stage Tenth Rank Peak, having already stepped one foot into the Innate realm, and quickly caught up to Huang Xiaolong.
When Lin Zhiren was about ten ters behind Huang Xiaolong, a flash of killing intent passed through his eyes, and his long sword struck out in an instant.
“Die!”
The Sword Light transford into a roaring Flood Dragon, attacking Huang Xiaolong’s back.
However, just as the Sword Light was about to hit Huang Xiaolong’s back, his figure suddenly disappeared, vanishing without any warning.
The Sword Dragon struck nothing but air, hitting rocks several hundred ters away, shattering them into pieces.
“Disappeared?
How is it possible for him to just disappear!” Lin Zhiren was startled, then roared furiously, his voice echoing among the surrounding sea waves, scanning around like a wounded fierce beast.
At this mont, several elders from the Great Sword Sect caught up.
“Sect Master, the kid is there!” Suddenly, one of the Great Sword Sect elders pointed ahead.
Lin Zhiren looked over and saw Huang Xiaolong’s figure reappear more than a thousand ters away.
“Huang Xiaogou, I’ll see where you can run to!” Lin Zhiren bellowed in rage, darting forward, chasing after Huang Xiaolong once more, with the Great Sword Sect’s elders and the disciples who had arrived later also resuming the pursuit.
Before long, Lin Zhiren once again closed in on Huang Xiaolong, but just as he was about to launch another attack, Huang Xiaolong’s figure vanished again, mysteriously disappearing, and when he reappeared, he was already more than a thousand ters away.
Over and over again, each ti Lin Zhiren closed in and struck out, Huang Xiaolong would disappear.
After more than a dozen attempts, Lin Zhiren roared repeatedly, furiously to the extre.
The Great Sword Sect elders and disciples following behind were even more furious and frustrated.
An hour later, the group from the Great Sword Sect had chased tirelessly, leaving many disciples gasping for air.
Under the lake, the consumption of Fighting Energy was even greater than on the surface.
Huang Xiaolong was concealed within the space, watching the breathless disciples of the Great Sword Sect, when he suddenly slashed out with the Shura Blade in his hand, instantly cutting across the throat of one of them.
This disciple of the Great Sword Sect was rely at the Ninth Stage Middle Stage and had not expected Huang Xiaolong to suddenly strike from his concealed position; caught off guard, his throat was slit open in an instant.
Blood sprayed out, dying the surrounding lake water red.
“Ninth Junior Brother!”
The other Great Sword Sect disciples cried out in alarm, but by the ti they reacted and gave chase, Huang Xiaolong’s figure was already a thousand ters away.
As these Great Sword Sect disciples stopped in their tracks, Huang Xiaolong’s Shura Blade struck out once again.
In half an hour’s ti, six Great Sword Sect disciples had died under Huang Xiaolong’s Shura Blade.
Seeing one Great Sword Sect disciple after another being killed by Huang Xiaolong, Lin Zhiren roared like thunder, his gaze filled with hatred so intense it was as if he wished to grind Huang Xiaolong to minceat.
These disciples of the Great Sword Sect were all core disciples with exceptional talent.
Each one had been nurtured by the sect with countless efforts, and now they were being killed one after another!
Lin Zhiren’s heart was practically bleeding.
Two hours passed.
Huang Xiaolong sat cross-legged within a cavern ford by a cluster of reef rocks at the bottom of Holy Bright Lake, as he employed his Innate Soul Skill of Instant Recovery, his depleted Fighting Energy steadily replenished itself.
After successively slaughtering eight disciples of the Great Sword Sect, Huang Xiaolong had managed to evade the pursuit led by Lin Zhiren and his group.
Fortunately, Yu Chen was not with Lin Zhiren and the others this ti; otherwise, facing Yu Chen, an Innate Second Stage Expert, Huang Xiaolong would have been unable to hide himself with Space Concealnt.
“However, if this goes on, after another hour or so, I’ll have to return to the surface first!” Huang Xiaolong mumbled to himself.
He had been under the lake for over two hours now, and after another hour, he would need to go back to the surface for air.
“I wonder how Fei Hou is doing.”
In two hours, let alone an Exotic Treasure, not even a whisper of one had appeared, which was frustrating for Huang Xiaolong, and to make matters worse, there had been no reaction from the Exquisite Treasure Tower within him.
“Could it be that the Exotic Treasure has already been subdued by soone?!” Huang Xiaolong furrowed his brows.
However, the top ten ranking Exotic Treasures could only be subdued by those with a Thirteenth Rank Martial Soul.
So, could it be?
A thought flashed through Huang Xiaolong’s mind – Duan Wuheng!
Only Duan Wuheng could possibly possess a Thirteenth Rank Martial Soul!
Just the thought of this possibility weighed heavily on Huang Xiaolong’s heart.
If that were the case, his hope of breaking through to Innate within the next two or three years would be dashed, and moreover, if Duan Wuheng cultivated this Exotic Treasure, upon returning to the Broken Blade Empire, entering the Broken Blade Academy, he might be able to sense the fourth-ranking Soul-breaking Pearl and subdue it as well!
If that happened, it would be troubleso indeed.
However, just at that mont, the Exquisite Treasure Tower inside Huang Xiaolong suddenly trembled.
“Huh, what’s this?!” Huang Xiaolong felt a surge of joy, and he abruptly stood up, then rushed out in the direction of the sensation.
A short ti later, Huang Xiaolong ca to a halt, according to his previous sensing; the location should be right nearby.
Huang Xiaolong scanned his surroundings, and eventually, his gaze settled on a mountain wall ahead.
He strode over, arriving right in front of it.
This mountain wall was over a dozen ters wide, and upon it were etched various murals depicting scenes from an Ancient Battlefield.
In these ancient battlefields, races with strange figures, possessing two, four, or six wings, were engaged in fierce combat.
After surveying the murals, Huang Xiaolong’s eyes finally fixed on a brightly shining, ring-shaped Golden Ring above the paintings.
No matter how one looked at it, this ring-shaped Golden Ring seed out of place and eye-catching.
As Huang Xiaolong’s gaze fell on the Golden Ring, all of a sudden, the ring, initially an etching on the mountain wall, burst out in resplendent light, illuminating the four directions with a terrifying presence gushing forth from above the Golden Ring.
This aura, sowhat similar to the Exquisite Treasure Tower yet different, was much stronger and more terrifying.
The Exquisite Treasure Tower within Huang Xiaolong shook violently.
anwhile, the Double Dragon Martial Soul inside Huang Xiaolong instinctively flew out, just like when he had subjugated the Exquisite Treasure Tower, moving towards the ring-shaped Golden Ring.
As Huang Xiaolong’s Black and Blue Double Dragon Martial Soul flew towards the ring-shaped Golden Ring, almost all the experts around Holy Bright Lake saw the blazing radiance of the Golden Ring.
Tens of miles away, Duan Wuheng, upon seeing the dazzling light from the Golden Ring, displayed surprise on his face.
His figure whizzed away at extre speed towards Huang Xiaolong’s position, leaving behind only faint traces as he moved through space.
Apart from Duan Wuheng, Yu Chen from the Great Sword Sect, King Ning from the Ningwu Family, and all the Innate Experts from the royal palaces of Outer Kingdoms, were converging on Huang Xiaolong’s location.
Sensing the encroaching experts from all sides, Huang Xiaolong’s complexion shifted.
His entire body’s Fighting Energy operated at full strength.
His Black Blue Martial Soul wrapped around the ring-shaped Golden Ring, and he soared upward explosively.
However, just as the Black Blue Martial Soul was about to wind around the Golden Ring and fly back into Huang Xiaolong’s body, with a buzzing sound from the Golden Ring, a strange shriek echoed out, and a mysterious force repelled the Black Blue Martial Soul.
By this ti, Duan Wuheng was already just a dozen miles away.
(To be continued.
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