Chapter 1631: Chapter 1631

Chapter 1631: Chapter 1631: Undying Yet Not Decayed

In the ocean, the sea demon kelp protected a copper cauldron within its body.

The place Long Fei chose for tribulation crossing was a small teleportation array he had previously set up.

As soon as the heavenly tribulation ended, he immediately activated the array to leave without leaving any trace.

Currently, he was immersed in the essence blood left by the Blood Demon, the divine substances constantly repairing and refining his body.

His entire meridians were severely damaged, his bones nearly shattered, resembling glass fragments, not a single one intact.

Long Fei mused that after passing this tribulation, he must thoroughly comprehend the method of refining bones.

Otherwise, merely refining the flesh is ultimately just a minor accomplishment.

On the beach, Hai Wuliang, Dragon Whale Daoist, and the South Sea Flood Demon King came together, stopping before the forbidden barrier.

Jin Wuheng planned to break the formation tomorrow, but Hai Wuliang and the others thought it better not to delay, so they decided to try tonight.

After all, Long Fei was dead, and no one could stop them now.

Even if they couldn’t break the formation, there was no fear of losing their lives.

Just like Jin Wuheng, all of them sent their forces underwater to search for the Crystal Palace.

They didn’t believe that Lin Yingying and Long Fei could carry such a large object with them.

This time, attacking Jade Island was partly for revenge, and secondly to obtain that Crystal Palace.

Inside the formation, the disciples responsible for guarding quickly noticed the three and gathered to intercept them.

This group was none other than Fat Wang and his companions, with the men on guard at night while the women rested at the back.

Worried about Long Fei’s affairs, when they saw someone coming to break through the formation, they immediately cursed in frustration, “You dog thieves, do you really dare to come over?”

A group of them all drew their swords and brandished their weapons, summoning their magical weapons.

Hai Wuliang swept his gaze coldly around, sneering dismissively, “A bunch of kids, do you, with your Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, dare to be presumptuous before us?”

Dragon Whale Daoist cursed sinisterly, “Why talk nonsense with these ants, watch my giant whale roar!”

With a deep breath, his belly suddenly expanded.

With a humming roar, the sound was long and seemed to come from the depths of the sea, sending waves of sound toward Fat Wang and the others.

Though the array could block magical weapons and people, it could not block sound.

This roar almost shattered their eardrums, causing them to clutch their heads and immediately summon all kinds of yuan force to conjure defensive barriers around them.

But the sonic impact was too strong, boom, boom, boom, shattering their defensive barriers, like a storm sweeping them all backward.

The giant whale roar was Dragon Whale Daoist’s ultimate skill, not much inferior to the legendary lion’s roar or tiger’s roar.

The gap in cultivation between them was too great, one at the Soul Ascension Stage and one at the Nascent Soul Realm, there was simply no way to resist.

Fat Wang was merely at the Core Formation Stage cultivation.

This roar shook their divine seas, causing their nascent souls and golden cores to churn, each one vomiting suppressed blood.

They glared fiercely at Dragon Whale Daoist, momentarily even lacking the strength to escape.

Dragon Whale Daoist laughed arrogantly, “Little ants, still dreaming of stopping a chariot with a praying mantis’ arm?”

He puffed up his belly again, about to unleash another roar.

Suddenly, a hand imprint appeared above the beach, surging toward Dragon Whale Daoist with mountain-toppling force.

Dragon Whale Daoist was shocked, hurriedly summoning a giant whale dharma laksana to soar into the sky.

The giant whale dharma laksana shimmered with golden light, covered in dragon scales, and was about twenty or thirty meters tall, like a large mountain rising up.

The size of the hand imprint was twice as that of the dharma laksana.

With a bang, the hand imprint pressed down.

Boom, boom, boom, it crashed onto the giant whale dharma laksana, continuously pressing it downward.

Hai Wuliang and the Azure Dragon Demon King stared at the hand imprint, exclaiming in shock, “This little demon is still alive?”

Fat Wang and the others also stared at the hand imprint, exhaling deeply, shouting with blood from their lungs, “Brother-in-law is still alive!”

“The Hierarch is fine!”

Dragon Whale Daoist’s eyes bulged, his body seemed to bear the weight of Mount Tai, even his skin started to crack.

He cried for help to Hai Wuliang and the Azure Dragon Demon King, “What are you waiting for, hurry and help me!”

“Long Fei, if you have guts, show yourself!”

Hai Wuliang unveiled his giant dharma laksana, punching furiously at the massive hand imprint. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕·𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎·𝚗𝚎𝚝

The Azure Dragon Demon King also let out a wild roar, “Little demon, do you want to hide like a turtle?”

A crime dragon dharma laksana soared from his head, sweeping its tail at the hand imprint.

Two powerful forces collided, causing the hand imprint to suddenly vanish in mid-air.

Hai Wuliang and the Azure Dragon Demon King’s strikes hit empty air, nearly colliding their dharma lakshanas together.

The pressure on Dragon Whale Daoist’s body suddenly lessened, his skin tingling with pain as he took a long sigh of relief, hurriedly using his spiritual power to search the surroundings.

He looked around with a strange expression, not finding any trace of Long Fei’s presence.

Hai Wuliang and the Azure Dragon Demon King also didn’t detect Long Fei’s aura, secretly speculating, “Could this be an array he set up beforehand?”

The Azure Dragon Demon King asserted confidently, “Impossible, I have seen this hand imprint before; it was not moved by spiritual power but by essential qi, he must be hiding nearby.”

Hai Wuliang cursed, “That bastard Jin Wuheng is daydreaming, Long Fei isn’t dead, his good fortune is to no avail.”

He glared furiously at Fat Wang and the others, “With these ants here, I doubt he won’t show himself.”

He summoned his sea iron greatsword, swiftly slicing it through the array.

A clap of thunder suddenly struck, crashing into the sea iron greatsword, yet Hai Wuliang bore it with gritted teeth.

His divine sea was linked with the sea iron greatsword, and though it trembled, it did not lose contact.

The greatsword gleamed coldly, about to slice across Fat Wang’s throat.

A golden light suddenly shot out, enveloping the sea iron greatsword.

Hai Wuliang shouted that this was bad, quickly trying to retract the greatsword.

But the golden light tightly ensnared the greatsword, even causing a swirling vortex of sand on the beach.

“Coward, dare you bully the weak?”

Lin Yingying arrived with others, trapping the greatsword with the Primordial Unity Gold Cauldron. With a swift sweep, the greatsword was sucked into it.

Hai Wuliang cried out heartbroken, “My sword!”

This sword was a Human Immortal-level magical weapon, leftover from the ancient era of Yingzhou Island cultivators.

This sword kills without incurring karma, made of unknown materials, it automatically absorbs the soul of its victims, storing them within the sword.

In battle, the sword can automatically release divine power, equivalent to a strong arm strength.

Hai Wuliang braved through the array, torrential thunderbolts striking down, ten times stronger than before, hacking fiercely at him like a sharp blade.

Despite his extraordinary bloodline, he was still struck such that his soul trembled, immediately retreating in flight.

Lin Shanshan inside shouted coquettishly, “Bastard, do you think Jade Island is easy to bully?”

She released the Golden Jiao Scissors, two golden jiao dragons snipping toward Hai Wuliang’s neck.

Hai Wuliang was greatly alarmed, knowing the extraordinariness of this weapon, hastily activating a space-breaking talisman, vanishing with a poof from the spot.

His divine sea had been struck by lightning, shaking him. If he forcefully took the Golden Jiao Scissors head-on, he feared suffering a great loss.

Thus, he decisively fled, heedless of any reputation.