Chapter 1042: Chapter 1040: A Choice of One’s Own (1 more)
Su Chen completely ignored these piercingly sarcastic remarks, his expression only growing heavier.
Soon, Di Qiong faintly sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the depths of the pit. A trace of astonishnt and eagerness appeared on her beautiful face as she said, “Young Master, may I give it a try first?”
Su Chen was silent at first, then nodded.
Judging from the aura, the power of this ancient relic species had definitely reached the Ninth Level of the Origin Sovereign Realm, if not the First or Second Level of the Eternal Dominion Realm.
In other words, this ancient relic’s strength might be on par with Di Qiong’s. Letting her deal with it could benefit her, especially since he could stand by to ensure her safety.
For this reason, Su Chen nodded. After all, if it could improve Di Qiong’s power, why wouldn’t he agree? And besides, wasn’t Di Qiong his mount?
Receiving Su Chen’s approval, Di Qiong grew increasingly excited and elated.
A few more monts passed.
Buzz, buzz, buzz…
From the deep, dark confines of the pit ca increasingly distinct vibrations—oppressively chilling sounds.
Imdiately, the surrounding martial cultivators—there were tens of thousands of them, all brimming with greed and longing—one by one restrained their expressions, retracting the mockery directed at Su Chen, replacing it with looks of indecision and unease.
The mysterious sound from within the pit gave them an indescribable sense of oppression, as if an imnse, terrifying hand had seized their hearts, making it hard to breathe. anwhile, the sound seed to be drawing closer.
Could it be? Could there truly be sothing terrifying inside the pit?
Soon.
Buzz, buzz, buzz…
The sound within the pit grew louder, to the point of being sharp and resonant, disturbing the air above the pit as though it might shatter.
Even more alarming, waves of aura surged out of the pit, resembling the miasma found deep within mountain forests. This aura was pungent, heavy, and reeked of blood, evoking nausea.
“Damn it!!!” Soone cursed fearfully.
Imdiately.
Swish, swish, swish…
Among the tens of thousands of martial cultivators surrounding the pit, many began to grow fearful and uneasy. So retreated cautiously.
However, more remained steadfast, unwilling to leave. After all, what if this sound, this aura wasn’t released by a dangerous monster but concealed so sort of treasure? They couldn’t afford to miss it, absolutely couldn’t.
“It’s here,” Su Chen murmured to Di Qiong.
And in that instant.
Suddenly.
“Boom!”
An explosion erupted violently.
It was as if the ground had collapsed, the sound rippling out of the massive pit like a nuclear blast detonating in a serene valley.
The earth trembled, the air mourned, and space quaked.
Everything visible seed on the verge of crumbling apart; the entire rear mountain of the Burning Heaven Sect looked as though it might be overturned.
Cracks spread from the edge of the pit in all directions, encompassing colossal fissures of horrifying magnitude.
An apocalyptic sight.
Not just the Burning Heaven Sect’s rear mountain—even the distant sect grounds trembled palpably. Many disciples mistakenly thought it was an earthquake.
More than ninety-nine percent of the martial cultivators on site were dumbstruck, their faces drained of color, their eyes wide with ultimate terror, as though about to leap from their sockets.
A pure embodint of trembling terror.
Boom, boom, boom…
The sound grew even more overwhelming, just the noise rupturing the eardrums of many cultivators, blood seeping out.
Dust, miasma, gravel.
Under the watchful gaze of tens of thousands, a colossal figure erged from the pit!!!
It stood roughly 500 ters tall, a grayish-blue behemoth comparable to a small mountain, its body lined with gray-white blood covering exposed rib bones. Its wolf-like head was vicious, its sunken eye sockets holding massive crimson eyes.
Its upper limbs boasted sixteen arms, each hundreds of ters long, ending in razor-sharp claws beyond description. The nail-like tips emanated dark red divine charm, resembling divine weapons—icy, dazzling, and deadly.
This was an ancient relic species, a supre powerhouse left over from the Extraterrestrial Celestial Race of the Ancient Era.
Even more horrifying, upon closer observation, one could see thousands upon thousands of small holes on its body, densely packed like gun barrels ready to spew poison.
A spray of gray-white poison burst forth like fountains, shooting in all directions.
Hiss, hiss, hiss…
Perhaps buried in the Heart of the Earth for hundreds of millions of years, the accumulation of poison had reached an unfathomable level.
In an instant, the creature unleashed its poison freely, raining torrents upon the surroundings, covering every inch of the rear mountain with the toxically saturated rain.
“Ahhhh…” So unlucky cultivators, unable to escape in ti, were hit by the poison almost imdiately. Their bodies began to smoke and burn, a pungent scent spreading.
The poison was outrageously deadly, akin to corpse dissolving fluid.
Those not yet struck by the poison were pale and trembling deeply in fear, instinctively pulling up their Mysterious Qi Protective Shields in the faint hope of defense.
But it was futile.
The poison attacks from this ancient relic species were far more terrifying and savage than imagined.
Most cultivators, even with their shields activated, couldn’t withstand the corrosive force of the poison.
During their attempts to flee, many shields were breached, allowing the poison to contact their bodies, reducing them to burnt remnants.
Ahhh…
Wuwu…
Sss…
Screams echoing endlessly—a scene straight out of hell.
Escape was impossible!
The attacks of the ancient relic species were too overwhelming. Its poison-rain technique was truly a weapon of mass destruction during group combat.
As for Su Chen, he managed to remain unscathed, relying on his incredible speed, dodging the poisonous rainfall with precision as if he had a celestial eye.
Regarding the pitiful states of the surrounding tens of thousands of cultivators, Su Chen felt nothing—no sympathy, no concern.
He had already warned them earlier.
But alas, few had listened.
In truth, now, at the brink of death, countless cultivators were consud with regret!
So even cried out in despair:
“Su… Su Chen, save !”
“Su… Su… Young Master Su, we were wrong, please save us!”
“Young Master Su, you… you’re magnanimous, surely you can save us.”
…
Now they rembered Su Chen, now they wanted his help.
However.
Su Chen remained unmoved.
He wasn’t their kin or friend, he bore no obligation to save them. Helping was a favor; not helping was his prerogative. These people had mocked him plenty earlier.
Moreover, at this mont, he was powerless!
The poison rain unleashed by this ancient relic species covered an area spanning tens of kiloters.
Even soone as skilled as Su Chen, dodging the poisonous rain on his own, had reached his limits. Saving others? Ha… that would be suicide.
Of course, he could choose to kill the ancient relic species now. But what good would that do? The poison rain had already spread; even killing the creature wouldn’t stop its distribution.
In truth, the cultivators’ only chance had truly been when Su Chen had warned them to leave earlier.
If they had decisively retreated, like the Xuanfeng Dynasty’s envoys, they might have avoided death.
But greed is a deadly sin.
Now, tens of kiloters away from the massive pit, a dozen envoys from Xuanfeng Dynasty stared at each other, swallowing dryly.
When Su Chen had told them to leave and not get involved, they couldn’t completely suppress their resentnt.
But ultimately, considering Su Chen’s overwhelming strength and the relationship between Xuanfeng Dynasty and the Burning Heaven Sect, they had forced themselves to retreat against their cravings.
Who could have imagined…
They had actually saved their lives!
Truly saved their lives!
The sounds of constant, anguished screams of life and death echoed unceasingly.
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