Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

183: Chapter 183 The Ancient Demonic Dragon, Ao Cang!Spirit Realm, Eastern Continent, East Sea.

On this day, the sky was clear for ten thousand miles, and the sea surface was as calm as a mirror.

Suddenly, a dragon’s roar exploded from the depths of the East Sea.

That sound was deep, desolate, and domineering, carrying a surge of ancient ferocity that pierced straight into the nine heavens.

Wherever the sound waves passed, the sea surface churned as if boiling, and giant waves rose toward the sky.

In the entire Spirit Realm, from the Eastern Continent to the Central Plains, and from the Central Plains to the Northern Plains and Western Wasteland, whether they were Human Race, Yao Race, or Demonic Cultivators, everyone looked up at the same time toward the direction of the East Sea.

Those Cultivators with low cultivation only felt an invisible pressure descending from the sky, pressing down until they could hardly breathe.

Those mighty experts with profound cultivation looked solemn, and they all pinched their fingers to calculate, wanting to discover the source of this aura.

In the ten-thousand-fathom abyss beneath the East Sea.

A pair of giant dragon eyes suddenly snapped open.

Those eyes were as red as blood, with vertical pupils like blades, revealing endless cruelty and violence.

The dragon eyes scanned the surroundings; wherever they looked, the fish, shrimp, crabs, and shellfish on the seabed scattered and fled as if doomsday had arrived.

This demon dragon was named Ao Cang.

He was an ancient variant, with a thin trace of True Dragon Bloodline flowing through his body.

Although he was of mixed blood, by relying on that trace of True Dragon blood, he stepped into the Tribulation Crossing Realm after ten thousand years of cultivation. After hundreds of thousands of years of refinement, he finally reached the Tribulation Crossing Peak.

Five hundred thousand years ago, Ao Cang summoned the wind and rain in the Spirit Realm, causing havoc everywhere and devouring countless Human Race Cultivators, leaving no blade of grass where he passed.

In the Spirit Realm of that time, no one could restrain him.

Until he offended a Spirit Race expert.

That Spirit Race expert was the universally recognized strongest of that era in the Spirit Realm.

Ao Cang fought that expert for three days and three nights, ultimately being beaten until he was heavily injured and on the verge of death, his dragon body broken and his dragon blood nearly drained.

He used all his strength to flee into the abyss of the East Sea, using a secret technique to enter a deep sleep and borrowing the seabed’s Spiritual Vein to nourish his injuries. This sleep lasted for five hundred thousand years.

Now, he had finally awakened.

His injuries were fully recovered, and his cultivation was even a bit more advanced than it had been back then.

Ao Cang stretched his massive dragon body, causing the seabed to tremble several times.

He opened his giant mouth and took a gulp of seawater, sucking the living beings within a hundred miles of the surrounding sea area along with the seawater into his belly as his first meal after waking up.

But this little bit of food wasn’t even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.

He hadn’t eaten for five hundred thousand years, and he was very hungry.

Ao Cang extended his Divine Sense outward and soon perceived a Sect on the coast with dense Spiritual Qi and many Cultivators.

That place had the most people.

With a swing of his dragon tail, his massive body swam in that direction.

However, at the very moment he was about to burst out of the water and take to the sky.

An inexplicable chill suddenly rose from the depths of his heart.

That chill came without rhyme or reason, yet it was exceptionally intense, as if a pair of invisible eyes were looking down at him from above.

Moreover, a thought surfaced clearly in his mind:

I cannot go.

If I go, I will die.

Ao Cang was stunned for a moment, then immediately shook his head.

He felt that he must have slept for too long and his mind wasn’t clear yet, causing him to experience hallucinations.

Die?

How could he die?

Five hundred thousand years ago, even that Spirit Race expert known as the strongest in the Spirit Realm couldn’t kill him.

Now that five hundred thousand years had passed, that expert had likely long since achieved Ascension to the Immortal Realm.

In this Spirit Realm, was there still anyone who could kill him?

”Heh.”

Ao Cang let out a low dragon roar, cast that ridiculous thought to the back of his mind, and slammed his dragon tail against the sea surface, his massive dragon body soaring into the sky.

His thousand-zhang-long dragon body obscured half the sky.

Dragon pressure bore down overwhelmingly, and all the birds and beasts within a thousand-mile radius fell to the ground wailing and trembling.

The direction Ao Cang was heading was precisely toward the Azure Wave Sect.

As he flew, he once again felt that something was wrong.

That inexplicable chill had not dissipated; instead, it grew stronger and stronger.

With every inch he drew closer to that Sect, the unease in his heart intensified.

It was as if what lay ahead was not a Sect, but a dormant prehistoric behemoth with its bloody maw wide open, waiting for him to deliver himself to its door.

Ao Cang’s flight speed involuntarily slowed down.

Cold sweat gradually seeped out from his massive dragon head.

Something was wrong.

This was far too wrong.

He had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years and experienced countless life-and-death battles; his intuition for danger had long been tempered to be incredibly sharp.

This intuition had saved his life countless times.

But now, his intuition was telling him that the ordinary-looking Sect ahead was a hundred times, a thousand times more terrifying than that Spirit Race expert from five hundred thousand years ago.

Meanwhile, within the Azure Wave Sect’s mountain gate.

Sect Master Wu Changan was sitting in the main hall handling Sect affairs when he suddenly perceived that massive dragon pressure, and his expression changed slightly.

He put down the Jade Slip in his hand, stood up, walked outside the hall, and looked up.

He saw a thousand-zhang giant dragon coiled in mid-air at the horizon, its crimson scales like blood, its dragon pressure majestic and the sense of oppression extremely strong.

The Elders of the Azure Wave Sect also flew out from their respective halls one after another, gathering beside Wu Changan and looking at the giant dragon in the sky with solemn expressions.

”Sect Master, is that... a dragon?” one Elder asked in a low voice.

Another Elder took a deep breath. ”How could such an existence appear in the East Sea?”

”Could it be coming for our Azure Wave Sect?”

The group discussed in low voices; although their expressions were solemn, not one of them showed a look of panic.

Wu Changan withdrew his gaze and gave a faint smile. ”Everyone, there is no need to panic.”

As he spoke, his gaze drifted seemingly unintentionally toward the direction of the Azure Wave Sect’s back mountain.

”With the Grand Elder presiding, it is merely a dragon; it cannot cause much of a stir.”

Hearing this, the Elders all nodded, their expressions easing slightly.

Wu Changan straightened his robes, stepped into the air, and flew toward that demon dragon.

He flew to mid-air and stopped several hundred zhang away from Ao Cang, cupping his hands in a salute.

”I wonder what business has brought Senior to our Azure Wave Sect?”

Ao Cang looked down at the Void Refining Realm junior before him, and the unease in his heart grew even stronger.

He already sensed that something within the Sect before him was watching him in the shadows.

That gaze was cold and indifferent, as if looking at an ant.

Ao Cang suppressed the fear in his heart and forced a smile, trying his best to make his voice sound a bit more peaceful.

”Heh, I... have been asleep for many years. Today I woke up and saw that it was lively here, so I came over to take a look.”

”I am just passing by, with no other intentions.”

After saying this, he gave two more dry laughs.

That laughter was dry and stiff; where was there even half the majesty of an ancient fierce dragon?

Wu Changan felt somewhat puzzled upon hearing this.

This being had just been radiating overwhelming dragon pressure and coming on aggressively; why had he suddenly become so polite?

However, since the other party was being polite, he was also happy to be at ease.

”So that’s how it is. Since Senior is only passing by, the Azure Wave Sect will not keep you further. Senior, please suit yourself.”

”Good, good, good. Farewell, farewell.”

Ao Cang nodded repeatedly, swung his dragon tail, and was about to turn and leave.

At this moment, he only wanted to quickly leave this ghostly place.

However, at the very instant he turned around, a giant hand descended from the sky.

That hand obscured the sky and the sun, carrying an irresistible mighty power as it came down toward Ao Cang’s head.

Ao Cang was struck with terror and desperately circulated his internal magic power, wanting to break free.

But the power of that giant hand was too terrifying; his Tribulation Crossing Peak cultivation, which he took pride in, was as insignificant as an ant before this hand.

He didn’t even have time to let out a scream before he was grabbed by that giant hand, his entire dragon body being squeezed until it creaked.

The next moment, the giant hand vanished.

That thousand-zhang giant dragon also vanished along with it without a trace.

The sky returned to clarity, and the sea surface returned to calm.

Wu Changan and the Elders of the Azure Wave Sect stood where they were, looking at each other in shock.

”This... this is?” an Elder asked blankly.

”It must have been the Grand Elder who took action, right?” another Elder said in a small voice.

Hearing this, no one continued to speak, and they all dispersed.

As for the Grand Elder’s affairs, they did not dare to ask too much.

...

Azure Wave Sect back mountain.

Youhun sat cross-legged in a pavilion.

His right hand was spread open, and in his palm, a palm-sized crimson little dragon was curled into a ball, trembling.

It was precisely that majestic thousand-zhang demon dragon from earlier, Ao Cang.

The moment he was captured by that giant hand, Ao Cang only felt the world spinning. By the time he regained his senses, he had already become like this.

His entire cultivation was suppressed to the point of death; he couldn’t even exert half a bit of dragon power.

Ao Cang’s mind raced, and he quickly understood one thing.

That sense of unease that had made his heart jump earlier, that intuition that had made him desperately want to flee.

It was all because of this person’s existence.

If he had run just a bit faster earlier, perhaps...

No, he couldn’t have run away.

From the moment he extended his Divine Sense toward the Azure Wave Sect, he was already unable to run away.

Ao Cang said, trembling all over, ”Se... Senior, mercy! This little dragon had eyes but failed to recognize your greatness, disturbing Senior’s quiet cultivation. I beg Senior to show mercy and spare this little dragon’s life!”

Youhun looked at this trembling little dragon in his palm and felt it was somewhat amusing.

Just a moment ago, he was still flaunting his power in the sky, wishing for the entire Spirit Realm to know that he, Ao Cang, had awakened.

Now, he was begging for mercy with every breath.

This contrast was truly interesting.

However, Youhun did not truly intend to mock him.

On the path of cultivation, the weak are prey to the strong, and the strong are respected.

For the weak to bow their heads to the strong is not shameful.

Losing one’s life—that is what is truly shameful.

Youhun withdrew his gaze and did not pay attention to Ao Cang’s pleas for mercy. Instead, he sank his mind into his Sea of Consciousness to communicate with True Body Gu Yan.

Taking action to capture this demon dragon earlier was precisely the True Body’s intention.

Earlier, while he was playing the zither and flute, he suddenly received a Divine Soul transmission from the True Body, telling him to capture this demon dragon and keep it, and how to deal with it later would be decided another day.

Although Youhun did not know what the True Body wanted with this demon dragon, since it was the True Body’s intention, he would simply follow it.