Chapter 793: Chapter 317: Ancient Saints at the Eighth Heaven, True Dragon Inheritance!
Mist rolled endlessly, boundless and infinite.
Mountains and rivers spanned tens of thousands of miles.
Jiang Shi’s true form was like a bizarre ghost, appearing unpredictably in this area. As he continually devoured, both his true form and puppet rapidly grew stronger.
Especially his puppet.
Several times, his puppet was cornered by those top experts, on the verge of exhausting its power, about to be captured. But at that moment, his puppet once again burst with a powerful force, allowing it to break free from encirclement.
His puppet was like an unkillable cockroach, repeatedly escaping from the hands of the top experts, making all seven pursuing experts flush with anger, shouting furiously.
More crucially, under the cover of the endless mist, his puppet severely injured two Ancient Saints of Great Perfection.
These two Ancient Saints of Great Perfection undoubtedly began to fall behind quickly and could no longer continue the chase.
Meanwhile, in the shadows, Jiang Shi’s true body seized the opportunity, rapidly devouring the two Ancient Saints of Great Perfection.
Furthermore, among the four top experts surrounding from other directions, two were devoured again.
As of now, Jiang Shi had already devoured six Ancient Saints of Great Perfection.
The powerful Essence Qi surged within his body, making him faintly aware that his Realm seemed to loosen again.
Just as he was secretly pleased, planning to continue devouring, a sensation erupted directly around the outskirts of the Primordial Great Mountains, afar.
The reason was clear.
When those thirteen top experts arrived, they all left Soul Lamps as mediums, and on that day, six of the thirteen Soul Lamps quickly extinguished.
The eerie scene made the thirteen Divine Spirits within the ancient temple shrink their pupils, beams of terrifying light shooting from their eyes.
Since they achieved the Divine Fruit Position, they hadn’t felt shocked for many years, but today truly shocked them again.
What secret does that Lower Realm hold?
They sent thirteen top experts there, including three demigod-level experts, yet within a day, six Ancient Saints of Ninth Heaven died!
"There’s something strange, that Great Heng World is peculiar!"
One of the Divine Spirits spoke coldly, myriad visions contained in their eyes, as if the sun and moon collapsed, the universe obliterated.
"Sun and Moon Dual Gods, you said the one who took the Emperor’s Dao Inheritance was a puppet. Could it be that this person’s true body has acted?"
The second Divine Spirit spoke indifferently, aloof, surrounded by golden light, hazy and hard to see clearly.
"True body? Even if it is his true body, what could he do? The Great Heng World is shrouded by the Emperor’s Dao Restriction, capable of isolating all Divine Power. His true body is at most a demigod."
The third Divine Spirit spoke indifferently.
"Even if he’s a demigod, if the ambush is suitable, our people will still suffer heavy losses. Quickly send the message back, inform them to be cautious of ambush, the opponent’s true body has acted."
The fourth Divine Spirit spoke coldly.
"Feasible."
"Issue the orders early."
Voices emanated from the mouths of these Divine Spirits, indifferent yet authoritative, filled with unyielding pressure.
Soon, a divine decree was directly spread from here, carried to the Great Heng World.
The entire Great Heng Land was in an uproar again.
The group of experts engaged in the blockade were all startled, incredulous.
The opponent’s true body has acted?
And has already killed six of their companions?
How is this possible?
They chased and blocked all the way without hearing any disturbance; when did the opponent’s true body act?
"His true body is nearby, watching us constantly!"
With a cold expression, Silver Scale spoke icily, decisively and sharply looking in all directions, saying, "He’s waiting for us to slip up or get seriously injured, then eliminate us from the shadows!"
"What?"
With a giant physique, Chi Tong, with crimson long hair, raised his brows, terrifying gaze emanating from his large eyes, grimly saying, "Damn thing, really has a good plan, come out now!"
He shouted, his voice terrifying, causing the entire Mist World to shake violently, emitting thunderous sounds.
Yet all around was silent.
No response to his voice.
"Enough, Chi Tong, stop shouting. We should quickly regroup with others to prevent further ambushes on our people."
Silver Scale spoke coldly, scanning the surroundings.
The vast Corpses Dragon Mountain seemed enormous, mist swirling tens of thousands of miles around; now only the two were together, the others all scattered.
As for Jiang Shi’s puppet, it also got away during the recent chase.
Now, the two were completely lost in the endless mist.
In fact, this group was absolutely in a passive position.
From the moment they entered this Corpses Dragon Mountain, they had lost their advantage.
"Damn it, even if I destroy this area, I must force him out,"
Chi Tong continued to roar angrily, his voice immense, truly hot-tempered, acting upon his words, waving his hand. With a loud crash, beams of light erupted from his body like volcanic torrents, engulfing the surroundings.
Instantly, the mountains for tens of miles collapsed, space shattered, the aura of endless annihilation emerged, as if the world was being created.
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