"So it's you, Old Ghost Gu Dao. So you haven't passed away yet, and finally show yourself today." The Cang Dragon King spoke.
"What? It's actually him? Gu Dao the Ancient One! I never imagined it was him, and that he hasn't passed away yet."
Someone exclaimed in shock. The name Gu Dao the Ancient One was too astonishing. In the past, he had shaken the world, a supreme Saint of his generation, hailed as Saint Lord Gu Dao, who had reached the pinnacle of the Saint Realm and was considered by the world to be a peerless figure qualified to transcend Samsara.
Almost everyone believed he would become a Heavenly King.
But regrettably, even as he approached his great limit, he never truly transcended Samsara and was thought by the world to have passed away.
Who could have imagined that after seventeen hundred years, Saint Lord Gu Dao, who should have passed away, was actually still alive, now a full three thousand seven hundred years old, exceeding the two-thousand-year limit of the Saint Treasury Realm by over a millennium. It was utterly shocking.
Had Saint Lord Gu Dao already achieved the Heavenly King position?
Many were suspicious and astonished; otherwise, how could he have lived so long?
The appearance of a Heavenly King would excite everyone, for he would surely be invincible and unmatched.
Gu Dao the Ancient One's eyes shone with a brilliant light as he slowly spoke, "This old man was fortunate enough to forge a different path. Although I never truly transcended Samsara, I succeeded in living an extra lifetime, which is why I have not passed away to this day."
He personally explained the causality. In the past, he had obtained a heaven-defying opportunity, forging a different path. He did not transcend Samsara, and perhaps could never do so in this lifetime. But his methods were extraordinary; he took an alternative route to live another life, granting him exceptionally long lifespan, and his cultivation strength was not much weaker than the Cang Dragon King's.
"What a formidable Old Ghost Gu Dao, truly extraordinary in your methods to have reached this step. However, today, this old man is under orders from my master to stop all of you. No one shall pass today."
The Cang Dragon King transformed to the height of a man, but his vast divine might did not diminish. Instead, he became more agile, directly transforming into a streak of azure light that shot forth through the air. He advanced and struck out with a dragon claw, Dao marks shimmering brilliantly, their resonance shaking the heavens.
Dragon Fights in the Wild—this was a powerful secret art of the dragon race. The dragon form swept through the air, scattering vast swathes of azure light that enveloped all directions, striking at Gu Dao the Ancient One.
But Gu Dao the Ancient One had lived for three thousand seven hundred years, two or three generations senior to the contemporary Saint Lords, almost of the same generation as those Heavenly Kings. His methods were incredibly extraordinary.
He opened his mouth and spewed forth a five-colored divine radiance, even unleashing a terrifying Yellow Mud Hand strike. This was a fearsome technique, displayed in the hands of such a figure. Even a Saint Lord who came would be beaten into a bloody pulp, a veritable Hand of Death.
The two sides clashed repeatedly, engaging in combat. But the further it went, the less intense it seemed, like ordinary people exchanging a palm strike, revealing nothing profound.
Many young geniuses found it dull and uninteresting, lacking the demeanor of peerless experts, unable to perceive the profundity.
But which of the overlord-level figures, the various True Kings, and Saint Realm Kings were ordinary? At this moment, they actually felt a chill run down their spines.
Because in a single exchange of palm strikes between such figures, countless Dao marks flashed and vanished in the void. It was a confrontation akin to a great destruction.
But between the two, in the blink of an eye, it was swiftly neutralized. Ordinary people simply couldn't see it.
"Truly worthy of being two ancient recluses who have lived over three thousand years. They are indeed terrifyingly powerful."
Even Ye Chen sighed with emotion. The strength of such figures was beyond imagination.
Boom! Boom! Boom!—
The two truly most ancient recluses continuously attacked. Their movements weren't particularly fast, but in the eyes of truly discerning individuals, they appeared slow yet were actually swift, having returned to simplicity, with dao techniques following nature, reaching an extremely high level.
Suddenly, both sped up. As Dao marks flowed and overflowed, their entire beings became many times more terrifying. Everyone knew they were now engaged in a life-and-death duel.
Boom!—
The Cang Dragon King actually transformed into human form, appearing tall and burly, his purple-black battle armor gleaming with ancient patterns. He abruptly made his move.
His hands traced out mysterious and profound trajectories in the void, containing the supreme Dao and principles of heaven and earth, weaving together the strongest Dao mark divine laws. Behind him, the massive illusion of his true form, the Cang Dragon, suddenly manifested, causing the space-time of heaven and earth to seem on the verge of shattering.
True Dragon Battles Heaven Technique!
This was an ancient and supremely powerful divine ability, originating from the awakened True Dragon bloodline, with boundless might.
It was said that in the boundless ages past, the True Dragon Progenitor, wishing to transcend heaven and earth, created this supreme divine ability and marvelous art, reputed to be capable of contending with the Qing Tian heavens above, its power immeasurable.
The Cang Dragon King was not a True Dragon, so naturally he could not completely obtain all of this supreme divine ability. Only a True Dragon with the purest bloodline could master it fully.
But his bloodline was quite pure, having grasped over half of its profound meaning. It was utterly astonishing, shocking the world.
Gu Dao the Ancient One also displayed a world-shaking divine ability. His entire being actually radiated billions of zhang of glorious light, and a fearsome Kunpeng divine form manifested, rumbling forth, slashing through the long sky, transforming into a supreme Kunpeng to attack.
Boom!—
The two invincible ancient recluses collided massively, unleashing their strongest strikes to decide life and death!
Heaven and earth underwent great collapse. A black hole began to appear. Everything seemed about to cease to exist. The two three-thousand-year-old ancient recluses charged into it, engaging in another fearsome duel.
"What are we waiting for now? Seize the chance to kill our way into the ancient city!" a Saint Realm King roared, shaking heaven and earth!
"Kill! We cannot let them attack the ancient city!" the great bandits also roared.
Having received orders from the First Great Bandit, numerous great bandits all took action, blocking the various geniuses.
"Kill!..."
Nine thousand iron cavalry galloped across thousands of li, bypassing the two invincible figures, directly charging the main gate of the ancient city.
"Slaughter them all!" the bandit forces also roared. One ancient war chariot after another, along with warships, appeared high in the sky.
Only at such a critical moment of life and death could the formidable power of the Plunder Heaven Plains be displayed to the fullest. People would discover it was far more terrifying than imagined.
One Heavenly King war weapon after another directly appeared, all erupting with invincible might—a total of four, enough to destroy heaven and earth.
All obstacles were shattered. Between heaven and earth, a mist of blood splattered.
Boom!—
The gate of the ancient city was directly breached!
The ancient city gate did not shatter; it was merely blasted open.
However, before the various geniuses could rejoice, a vast and mighty aura surged forth. The sky turned dark and oppressive as a full hundred ancient fortresses rose up, intimidating people's hearts and souls.
More aerial fortresses, and even more terrifying than before! They were completely forged from divine iron and refined gold, tempered a thousand times, solid and indestructible, far more fearsome than divine ships and war chariots, akin to small-scale cities, difficult to breach.
The nine thousand iron cavalry gathered by the various major forces all halted. There was simply no way to charge through. The dark, oppressive mass was exceptionally terrifying.
A single aerial fortress was equivalent to a steel divine city, blocking the way ahead, difficult to breach, like a pitch-black Heavenly Pass barring the path forward.
A Bronze Great Halberd appeared in Ye Chen's hand. He pointed it into the distance, exhaling softly. Because the gate had been blasted open, he prepared to charge forward, heading for the Ancient Divine Domain!
The final battle had arrived!