Chapter 563: Arrival at the Divine Artifact Mountain Range
Dong!
A shocking explosion, accompanied by terrifying heat, reverberated through the sky, causing a horrifying wave of flames to erupt like a storm, sweeping across the land and reducing large swathes of forest to ashes.
The Six-Winged Flying Dragon crashed violently into the ground, appearing as miserable as a fallen phoenix.
"Such formidable strength from Lord Lin Langtian!" The experts of Lei Yuan Mountain watched this scene, their gazes trembling in surprise and delight.
They had never expected that Lin Langtian could so decisively gain the upper hand against even the Heavenly Dragon Demon Marshal's avatar. Such power was indeed frightening.
"What is this technique of yours? How could it possess such overwhelming strength?" A hint of suspicion and surprise flashed in the Heavenly Dragon Demon Marshal's eyes as he stared at the calm Lin Langtian.
However, Lin Langtian completely ignored his question. His deep eyes focused intently on the Demon Marshal as he spoke calmly, "A technique capable of destroying your avatar."
As he finished speaking, Lin Langtian's mind stirred, and another crystal sphere covered with ancient runes and filled with terrifying power appeared once more.
Upon seeing this, even the two Blood Dragon Hall commanders swallowed nervously, while the Demon Marshal himself displayed evident apprehension. If his true body had been present, he would never have allowed Lin Langtian's intimidation. But now, faced with the threat of annihilation from the Great Flame Divine Pearl, his avatar was clearly at risk.
"Hmph! Kid, I'll spare Lei Yuan Mountain today. Enjoy your final month of peace!" The Heavenly Dragon Demon Marshal narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and waved his sleeve. A spatial rift opened behind him, and he stepped into it, swiftly followed by the two commanders from Blood Dragon Hall.
"In one month, Lei Yuan Mountain shall cease to exist!"
As the three vanished, the chilling declaration reverberated ominously through the skies over Lei Yuan Mountain.
"Oh? Then we'll be waiting." Lin Langtian stared calmly at the spot where the Demon Marshal had vanished, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
Did this Demon Marshal truly believe the Reincarnation Stage made him invincible? Not to mention, Lin Langtian still held formidable trump cards like the Devouring Corpse and the Wolf Demon General. Even if the three Grand Demon Marshals of the Beast War Region teamed up, he still had nothing to fear.
…
With the departure of the Heavenly Dragon Demon Marshal, the immediate threat over Lei Yuan Mountain temporarily dissipated.
However, once news of these events spread, the outside world was shocked by Lin Langtian's displayed strength, though many also sneered at his apparent recklessness. Everyone knew the Demon Marshal had only retreated due to his inability to appear in person. But once he was free, his fury would undoubtedly erupt with devastating consequences. At that time, Lei Yuan Mountain would surely face annihilation.
Amidst such turbulent external discussions, Lei Yuan Mountain gradually returned to apparent calm, though it remained secretly vigilant. After all, everyone knew a confrontation between Lei Yuan Mountain and Blood Dragon Hall was looming—an unwise conflict in many eyes.
"Brother Langtian, thank you for fending off the Heavenly Dragon Demon Marshal." Deep within Lei Yuan Mountain, inside a grand hall, Xiao Yan, a towering figure with a mighty aura, sincerely cupped his fists toward Lin Langtian.
Clearly, Xiao Yan had completed his secluded cultivation.
"Haha, no need for thanks between family." Lin Langtian waved dismissively, then smiled as he glanced at Xiao Yan, brimming with fierce energy, and Lin Dong, whose powerful mental energy subtly radiated.
"It seems your closed-door cultivation yielded great results. Xiao Yan, you must have already reached the Perfect Death Profound Realm, and Dong'er, your mental energy must have advanced significantly as well."
"Haha, my mental energy had only a slight breakthrough. It's Xiao Yan who surpassed us completely by breaking through to the Perfect Death Profound Realm." Lin Dong laughed modestly, glancing admiringly at Xiao Yan.
Having absorbed the remaining half of Xu Zhong's Dark Abyss Heavenly Tiger bloodline, Xiao Yan's cultivation had soared, surpassing both Lin Langtian and Lin Dong in one leap.
"All thanks to you two, brothers. But in terms of real strength, I'll never surpass my brothers." Xiao Yan scratched his head humbly, his fierce reputation as Lei Yuan Mountain's Demon Marshal momentarily overshadowed by his simple, honest smile.
Lin Langtian and Lin Dong exchanged glances, smiling warmly.
"By the way, brothers, what do we do about this matter? The Heavenly Dragon Demon Marshal was clearly in seclusion for the Divine Artifact Treasure Vault. Should we still go?" Xiao Yan suddenly asked.
"Why not?" Lin Langtian and Lin Dong responded simultaneously, their tone showing no fear of the Heavenly Dragon Demon Marshal.
"Haha, good! Then I'll accompany my brothers for a great adventure!" Xiao Yan laughed heartily, then strode outside. A thunderous tiger's roar immediately echoed through Lei Yuan Mountain, filled with overwhelming dominance.
"Relay my command! Tiger Devouring Army, assemble!"
As Lei Yuan Mountain began assembling its forces, the entire Beast War Region gradually grew increasingly fervent.
Various rumors spread swiftly, but regardless of their nature, they all revolved around one topic—the Ancient Divine Artifact Treasure Vault.
Anyone who mentioned these words couldn't conceal the deep greed burning in their eyes.
Those who had stayed in the Beast War Region long enough knew the kind of madness that overtook the entire region every three years, when this vault opened. Almost all battles would cease temporarily, as every faction prepared eagerly to seize precious artifacts.
Lei Yuan Mountain.
Outside a grand hall, a massive black-armored army stood in perfect formation, radiating a deadly aura. At the forefront, Lei Yuan Mountain's Eight Generals stood armored, exuding overwhelming might.
"Marshal Xiao Yan, all preparations are complete! We await your command!" a general shouted, looking toward a stone platform where Xiao Yan's towering figure stood imposingly.
Xiao Yan swept his fierce gaze across the powerful army before nodding approvingly. With a deep voice, he commanded:
"Mo Hou, Ji Ya, remain and guard Lei Yuan Mountain. Everyone else, follow me to the Divine Artifact Mountain Range!"
"Yes!" Mo Hou and Ji Ya responded decisively.
Then Xiao Yan turned toward Lin Langtian and Lin Dong, who nodded encouragingly. With a savage grin, Xiao Yan shouted loudly:
"All troops, move out!"
Boom!
At his command, Xiao Yan stomped the ground, instantly transforming into a streak of black light. The generals and the entire Tiger Devouring Army immediately followed, surging like a black tide across the sky.
Lin Langtian and Lin Dong smiled wistfully before swiftly following. Who could have imagined that a simple Fire Python Tiger would rise so impressively, becoming a dominant Demon Marshal in the Beast War Region? Such were the wonders of fate.
At this thought, Lin Langtian briefly remembered the Golden Crow and wondered where it might be now. However, he quickly shook away these distracting thoughts. Once matters here concluded, they would head to the Crow Region!
…
The Divine Artifact Mountain Range was situated at the heart of the Beast War Region.
Currently, countless bloodshot eyes vigilantly monitored this territory. Any force or expert daring enough to occupy it early would instantly become the common enemy of the entire region.
Now, the entire mountain range was packed densely with people, countless figures descending continuously like swarms of locusts.
"The Divine Artifact Vault is finally opening again…"
"I wonder what extraordinary treasures will emerge this time? The Nine Heaven Heavy Peak from last time ranked thirty-second on the Ancient Divine Artifact Ranking. So many people died fighting for it until the Heavenly Dragon Demon Marshal finally took possession."
"No matter how much they fight, these items always end up with Demon Marshal-level factions. Who else dares to compete openly?"
"Not necessarily. When greed takes over, no one cares about factions. Even a Grand Demon Marshal wouldn't dare risk the wrath of everyone combined."
Various loud discussions filled the skies.
Suddenly, an immense black tide surged from afar, exuding murderous intent.
"That's Lei Yuan Mountain's Tiger Devouring Army!"
"They truly dared to come. Heard they recently clashed with Blood Dragon Hall. Such guts! The Heavenly Dragon Demon Marshal will surely come as well—things will get interesting."
The murmurs intensified as Lei Yuan Mountain's forces landed on a mountain peak, attracting countless curious gazes. After recent events, everyone was deeply curious about Lei Yuan Mountain's new Demon Marshal.
Lin Langtian's group ignored these curious looks, remaining calm and detached.
"This truly is a grand occasion," Lin Dong remarked quietly.
Xiao Yan nodded, his fierce gaze sweeping around, instantly silencing curious onlookers. His reputation was widely feared.
"Rest first," Lin Langtian said calmly before suddenly looking northward.
There, an overwhelming bloody glow appeared, bringing terrifying pressure that instantly silenced all discussions. Malicious gazes soon fell upon Lei Yuan Mountain.
Lin Langtian calmly intertwined his fingers, smiling slightly. "Blood Dragon Hall has arrived."
Huo Miao and the others nodded nervously.
"Heavenly Dragon Demon Marshal…"
Lin Langtian stared deeply at the incoming oppressive aura, his dark eyes glowing mysteriously.
"The real body has finally come…"
Meanwhile, from the distant horizon, a blood-red army approached menacingly, led by the two commanders Lin Langtian previously defeated.
In the army's center stood a blood-red throne atop four giant blood serpents, upon which sat a domineering figure whose oppressive aura dominated the skies.
One of the three legendary Grand Demon Marshals—the Heavenly Dragon Demon Marshal himself.
Under this overpowering presence, the air seemed frozen. Although eight Demon Marshals existed, all knew the true rulers were the three Grand Demon Marshals.
The red army paused, casting fierce gazes upon Lei Yuan Mountain's peak.
On his throne, the Marshal smiled coldly down at Lin Langtian, his voice dripping with menace:
"We meet again."
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