Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 587: Chapter 587 Cultivation Chapter 587: Chapter 587 Cultivation The terrifying Sand Behemoth, wherever it passed, the desert, which had already been destroyed beyond recognition, somehow regained its desert appearance in the blink of an eye under the sweeping sands.

Even cliffs and deep abyssal cracks were filled in an instant.

The Sand Behemoth, with immense destructive power, was born for destruction.

With the appearance of the Sand Behemoth, the entire Yanhuang Tago Desert boiled over, and the violent fire attribute energy became extremely agitated.

It was an extremely terrifying natural disaster, with energy so intense that even Ling Xiaoxiao dared not claim that the Divinity Barrier could withstand it.

“Instant teleportation!”

Feng Wuchen and his group exhausted all their strength, continuously using instant teleportation.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!”

Over a dozen figures flickered incessantly, desperately channeling their True Yuan, their speed astonishing, leaving behind a swath of blurred afterimages.

“Hurry!” Feng Wuchen urgently shouted.

At this moment, they faced a life and death situation.

The Sand Behemoth grew closer and closer, and Feng Wuchen’s group could feel the extremely terrifying fire attribute energy; if they didn’t speed up, being roasted alive would be the least of their problems–they could easily turn into charcoal.

Rolling heat waves struck them, unbearably uncomfortable, feeling as though their whole bodies were on fire.

“Hall Master, there’s no time!” Nie Zhong exclaimed in terror.

“It’s too fast! We can’t keep up!” Kuang Zhan roared desperately, after all, they were not at the Heavenly Human Realm and definitely couldn’t outpace someone who was.

As the dreadfully terrifying Sand Behemoth drew near, Xue Feng and the others despaired.

“Kylin armor! Dragon God Shadow!” Feng Wuchen bellowed, summoning his armor and performing his movement technique.

“Grab my hand!” Feng Wuchen shouted, even in the face of life and death, as brothers who had been through thick and thin, he would not abandon them.

With each flash, he grabbed someone’s hand, their speed so fast, completing the action within just a second, reaching the pinnacle of Feng Wuchen’s speed.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!”

Feng Wuchen’s speed increased several folds in an instant, utilizing instant teleportation at a terrifying speed, diving down with Xue Feng and the others at the fastest possible rate.

If Feng Wuchen and his group couldn’t enter the underground of the Ancient City before the Sand Behemoth arrived, the only outcome would be total annihilation!

“Xiao Xiao! Little Zhang! Quick!” Feng Wuchen immediately bellowed again.

The fearsome Sand Behemoth was much more terrifying than the Evil Tribe’s Divinity Transformation Realm.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!”

As the Sand Behemoth neared the ancient city, just tens of meters away, Feng Wuchen, Ling Xiaoxiao, and their group risked it all and dove, turning into streaks of black lightning charging downwards.

There was a passage they had previously broken through, and they precisely and accurately entered it.

“Hum, hum!”

Half a second after Feng Wuchen and his group plunged into the passage, the Ancient City was instantly devoured by the Sand Behemoth. The colossal tornado of sand moved at a startling speed, and if they had been half a second slower, they might have all been turned to dust by the sandstorm.

Within the passage, a great torrent of sand surged in, seemingly about to bury Feng Wuchen and his companions alive.

The entire collapsed Ancient City trembled violently, and its underground chambers began to collapse.

“Quick, into the chamber! Block the sand!” Feng Wuchen shouted. As long as they entered the chamber and formed a barrier before the chamber completely collapsed, they would be safe.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, extremely harrowing.

Fortunately, Feng Wuchen took action; otherwise, Kuang Zhan and the others might have been devoured by the Sand Behemoth.

Upon entering the cave dwelling, Feng Wuchen immediately activated the power to annihilate, gathered a potent energy force to support the collapsing cave dwelling, and sealed the entrance to prevent large amounts of sand from pouring in.

“Phew! We’re saved! We’re saved!” Kuang Zhan exclaimed with a face full of terror, repeatedly patting his chest.

“We were so close to being finished! It was terrifying!” Luanshen said in horror, his complexion as pale as paper.

Xue Feng, frightened, swallowed hard and said apprehensively, “Thank goodness the Hall Master took action; otherwise, we would have been dead for certain.”

“The Sand Behemoth is too terrifying! The power of natural disasters is indeed frightening!” Leng Mucheng said, his soul scattered in terror, his whole body breaking out in cold sweat.

Even Feng Wuchen completely let out a sigh of relief.

That harrowing moment was just like racing against the Grim Reaper.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Wuchen activated his True Yuan, made hand seals, and then uttered in a low shout, “Primordial Spirit Avatar Technique!”

Twelve Primordial Spirit Avatars condensed into existence.

“Primordial Spirit Avatar Technique!” Seeing the twelve Primordial Spirit Avatars, Huanyang and the others burst into joy.

“Make good use of the desert’s wild Fire Attribute energy to cultivate; you don’t have much time. Hurry up, and also, bring me your weapons for forging,” Feng Wuchen instructed.

“Forging! That’s fantastic!” Zhang Junlan exclaimed excitedly.

One after another, Immortal Artifacts as well as Spiritual Artifacts were taken out and placed in front of Feng Wuchen, who then all sat down to cultivate in meditation, utilizing the Primordial Spirit Avatars to refine the violent Fire Attribute power.

With the help of the Primordial Spirit Avatars, Huanyang and the others could cultivate several times faster, with the hope of breaking through the levels of the Heavenly Human Realm in the shortest time possible.

Pressed for time, Feng Wuchen first gathered all the Spiritual Artifacts and Immortal Artifacts from the cave dwelling, as well as the numerous Artifact Refining materials, and immediately began forging.

It was a pity he didn’t bring the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower; it would have saved a lot of time.

For Feng Wuchen, forging was undoubtedly a piece of cake.

Therefore, Feng Wuchen planned to complete the forging first, then cultivate.

Before coming here, Feng Wuchen had already purchased a large amount of forging materials at the auction, so forging did not take much of his time.

Feng Wuchen’s Dragon God Sword, as well as his gauntlets, needed to increase their forging grade; the higher the forging stage, the more powerful their might.

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Meanwhile, shortly after Feng Wuchen and his companions narrowly escaped the Sand Behemoth, a huge and terrifying sand tornado swiftly approached Yin Yang Jun, who lay dead in the desert.

“Swoosh!”

A figure suddenly materialized out of thin air, right beside Yin Yang Jun.

The newcomer was a middle-aged man, his cultivation level inscrutable, but certainly a very fearsome existence.

Not far ahead was the terrifying Sand Behemoth, yet the middle-aged man showed no change in complexion, as if the Sand Behemoth didn’t exist or as though he believed the Sand Behemoth couldn’t harm him in any way.

The man crouched down, inspected the sword wound on Yin Yang Jun’s chest, and frowned slightly, “A high-quality Spiritual Artifact flying sword, this sword is extraordinary, possessing the Dragon Clan’s aura. The person using this sword, his mastery in the Sword Dao, can be said to be at the pinnacle. Dying by this person’s sword is no injustice.”

“It really is an Immortal Decision! This person is not simple.”

“And there’s the aura of the Evil Tribe; indeed, they are also searching for the Divine Artifact.”

Slowly standing up, he glanced at the distant Sand Behemoth, his expression unchanged, the man curiously said, “What kind of genius possesses such sharp Sword techniques? His Sword Intent holds an air of disdain for the world.”

“However, no matter if you are a person of the Dragon Clan or not, daring to kill a descendant of my Yin Yang family, you must pay a bloody price!” The man’s eyes suddenly became fierce, flashing with an extremely terrifying murderous intent.

With a wave of his hand, Yin Yang Jun’s corpse disappeared into thin air, and the man’s figure also vanished, as if he had never appeared.