Immortality from Taming Elephant

Chapter 750: Chapter 332

Continue past these people, moving forward.

The strong individuals encountered on the road become more numerous.

A lone figure in black stands atop a massive black stone.

Clad in a black cloak, holding a rusty ancient sword, within a radius of three meters, neither the purple-black mist nor the lava can intrude.

In front of him, ordinary soul shadows didn’t even have time to manifest before being slashed by that ancient sword.

As if sensing the gaze of others, the black-clothed swordsman slightly raised his head, revealing dark red eyes under the hat, cold and lifeless, devoid of emotion.

It wasn’t until Lingxiao and Xu Guang walked away that he lowered his head again.

Lingxiao’s feeling was unknown to Xu Guang, but that glance from him gave Xu Guang an extremely dangerous feeling, more pressuring than the two ghosts of Lishan.

Moreover, on the person’s body, there was a hint of death fused with the Purple Moon Grotto, not demonic thought power, but a force Xu Guang had never seen before.

Xu Guang thought of a Venerable Power in the Central Region, the Gate of the Dead.

Its internal disciples are few, with rumors that each disciple is a dead person, returning reborn from death, hinting at their terrifying nature.

This Celestial Venerable Han Secret Realm, with no threshold and a high enough level, attracted far more experts than imagined.

Continuing forward, there were experts of various kinds never seen before, using unique methods to eliminate soul shadows in the Purple Moon Grotto.

Delving into the Purple Moon Grotto, everyone’s power is at least on the level of the two ghosts of Lishan.

Lingxiao seemed to be searching for something.

Xu Guang couldn’t help but ask.

"Miss Ling, what exactly are we looking for?"

"Chu Monarch."

Chu Monarch? The heir of the Moon God Manor?

Lingxiao did not explain, but Xu Guang realized the Purple Moon Grotto forbidden zone was created when the ancestor of the Moon God Manor killed a venerable, making the Moon God Manor’s people the most knowledgeable about it.

Chu Monarch, carrying the Moon God Manor’s legacy, must have unique methods to find the treasures in this projection.

But...

He recalled Lingxiao seemed to intentionally expose Chu Monarch’s identity when they met, thwarting his plans.

The relationship between the two...

Seems rather complicated.

Thinking this, Xu Guang followed Lingxiao unbothered by his thoughts, as she walked in a certain direction.

He didn’t see Lingxiao use any particular method, but she seemed confident that Chu Monarch was over there.

They walked for a long time, entering a low-lying area where demonic energy almost solidified into purple-black droplets slowly falling.

It felt extremely ominous here, yet there seemed to be no powerful soul shadows around.

Even the demonic coral within him seemed to restrain itself here, no longer freely absorbing the scattered demonic thoughts in the air.

Xu Guang remained vigilant.

Visibility was low in this peculiar lowland, purple-black rain drizzling down, corroding the ground into small pits with a "sizzling" sound.

But scarcely a soul shadow was in sight.

Lingxiao’s expression also grew slightly somber.

This made Xu Guang feel all the more ominous.

Could a Saint Realm soul shadow be lurking here?

Just then, the two passed through a dense forest where purple rain fell, arriving at a bright clearing.

Before them suddenly appeared a relatively flat round area, the ground paved with a peculiar dark purple, mirror-like stone, naturally bearing twisted silver patterns resembling both runes and veins, glowing faintly under the purple moonlight.

At the center of the round area, a coffin was prominently displayed.

The coffin was entirely deep purple, neither metal nor jade, its material unrecognizable, its surface engraved with highly intricate designs.

Stars falling, gods and demons battling, sun and moon weeping... the designs were not static, but subtly flowing and changing, exuding an aura of antiquity, desolation, and boundless majesty mixed with resentment.

The coffin was not completely closed, with a gap from which a faint, soul-chilling pressure emanated.

And more shocking was the sight directly in front of the coffin, a person kneeling with their back to Xu Guang and the others, head deeply bowed, in a posture of utmost reverence.

This person was tall, wearing an ancient, plain dark gold robe, with long hair flowing down.

Most striking were the dragon horns on either side of their head, winding and branching, gleaming with a cold metallic luster!

General Wei conveyed some information to Xu Guang.

Xu Guang was deeply shocked.

This was a True Dragon with extremely pure bloodline!

Flood Dragons are not uncommon in Hongze, perhaps legendary in some places, but not particularly rare across the ten thousand provinces of Hongze.

But those are not True Dragons; a True Dragon is born in the Saint Realm, with a natural Holy Domain, and is a sacred being favored by the heavens and earth.

The Dragon Monarch before them, even just its kneeling back, exuded an aura like a deep abyss, surpassing any soul shadow or cultivator seen before, giving Xu Guang a sense of insignificance akin to facing a Saint.

Saint Realm??

Xu Guang observed for a long time and finally found something unusual about the Dragon Monarch; it seemed not a living being, but a... soul shadow!

A dead True Dragon, in the Purple Moon Grotto, fused with demonic thought power, forming a super soul shadow?

Xu Guang dared not imagine how powerful it truly was.

Even if it couldn’t maintain its Saint Realm level in life, it would at least have Semi-Saint combat power.

Such a mighty Dragon Monarch kneeling here before a coffin?

What sort of person could be buried in the coffin?

A Saint King?

Or perhaps a Supreme!?

Lingxiao also showed a look of astonishment, gazing at the Dragon Monarch from afar.

Xu Guang glanced around, suddenly spotting a white figure in one area.