One person established a clan

Chapter 242 The Mysterious Treasure
The dragon claw that blotted out the sky crashed down on the earth, stirring up a dust wave thousands of feet high, and the vast dragon might swept across the entire Star Origin Land like a tidal wave.

The Heavenly Mountain Ancestor was only swept by the aftershocks of the claw wind when his physical body shattered instantly, and half of his body turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The magical artifacts shattered, and the weapons broke.

His long, blood-stained hair was disheveled, and his blood-covered face was frozen in disbelief and bewilderment.

The attack came too suddenly; the overwhelming dragon's might struck his very soul, almost causing it to dissipate.

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Su Cheng strode through the air, sword in hand, his eyes as calm as an ancient well.

"Uh-huh."

Only now did the Old Ancestor of Tianshan belatedly realize that his body had collapsed, and a look of horror gradually appeared in his turbid pupils.

"how can that be"

He gazed up at the majestic dragon head, faintly visible through the clouds, golden blood gushing from his mouth as he hissed, "Why...does the body of the Ancestral Dragon still exist in this world?"

"As expected of the clan leader, he can still cling to life despite such severe injuries."

Su Cheng coldly said, "Summoning the body of the Ancestral Dragon to deal with you is just right."

"You are you"

A deep sense of fear welled up in the eyes of the Heavenly Mountain Ancestor. "How could you possibly...control..."

"Go ahead."

The sword hovered three inches in front of his brow, Su Cheng's voice devoid of any warmth: "What is your purpose in seizing the Zhenxing Cup?"

The Old Ancestor of Tianshan was on the verge of death, his chest heaving violently. After a brief silence, a strange glint flashed in his eyes.

"If our Tianshan Sect wishes to rise to prominence, it needs the power of sacred artifacts."

He suddenly screamed, "Only the sacred artifact can perpetuate my bloodline—"

"absurd."

A clear, cool voice suddenly rang out.

Su Cheng turned around and saw Bai Lingling floating through the air, her face pale.

"You speak so grandly, but it's nothing more than to satisfy your greed."

Her eyes gleamed with cold light, and her voice was low and deep: "They attempted to use the Star-Suppressing Cup to slaughter other races, wreak havoc on the world, and even secretly colluded with the Dark Domain."

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The Old Ancestor of Tianshan was breathing heavily, but a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

"You have been sealed away for thousands of years, little did you know that the current world order will soon be turned upside down. The Five Desolate Regions will be completely overturned."

He raised his withered hand, trembling: "Even this brat or you, the Origin Dragon Ancestor, cannot escape this calamity!"

Before he finished speaking, his remaining body suddenly unleashed its last burst of energy, and a strange and mysterious technique condensed in his palm.

Su Cheng's expression remained unchanged: "Still trying to make a last-ditch effort?"

"How could I, an old man who has traversed a thousand years, die here!"

The Heavenly Mountain Ancestor's eyes suddenly shot out golden light, and his divine soul poured out like a burst dam, frantically rushing towards Su Cheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Even if the heavens and earth collapse, I will still live. Ughhhhh!?"

A shrill scream suddenly came from the torrent of souls.

"Impossible! What...what is this?"

The distorted soul was pulverized as if caught in a vortex, turning into strands of pure soul power that flowed into Su Cheng's palm.

[Refining Pure Soul Power: Two Hundred Years]

"Pity."

Su Cheng frowned slightly. He had intended to ask for more clues about his mother, but the other party had become desperate and forced him to resort to killing.

"If I hadn't known you had such abilities, what I just witnessed would have been truly terrifying."

Bai Lingling quietly approached her side and whispered, "This Tianshan Ancestor is most skilled in the art of soul possession. Judging from his posture, he clearly intends to forcibly take over your body."

Su Cheng flicked his sleeve, and the broken corpses in the distance responded.

"I had anticipated this, and I had been on guard all along."

Since killing Qi Hongchen, he has often sparred with the phantoms of the Tianshan cultivators, and has long been familiar with their profound techniques.

Chi!
As the demonic sword pierced through the mutilated corpse, and after silently uttering the word 'absorb,' a violent surge of spiritual energy suddenly erupted.

[Absorption of pure spiritual energy: 500 years] [Dark Domain Mystic Energy: 100 years] [Evil and unclean spiritual energy: 200 years]

"call--"

The boundless spiritual energy surged into his meridians like a rushing river, causing even Su Cheng to freeze in shock.

Not only did he fully recover from the intense battle, but his aura also surged, and his cultivation suddenly broke through the shackles, directly entering the upper realm of Danxuan.

"As expected of someone at the peak of the Spirit Profound Realm, such profound knowledge is truly astonishing."

With a light flick of the sword, the remains and fragments of the corpse turned to dust and vanished. He then gathered all the scattered spiritual treasures and talismans with a backhand. [Golden Soul Ten Directions Seal, Spiritual Mystery Treasure (Perfect)]

[The Five Elements Qian Banner, the Spiritual and Mysterious Treasure (Perfect)]

[Ling Shan Zhen Xiao Jade, a Spiritual and Mysterious Treasure (Perfect)]

Numerous spiritual treasures shimmered with light, dazzling the eye. Among them were as many as thirteen treasures at the perfect level of spiritual profundity, making it an extremely rich collection.

But what caught Su Cheng's attention the most was the natal spiritual treasure on the Heavenly Mountain Ancestor—

[The Vast Heaven Wheel, a Profound and Mysterious Treasure] [Immense Heavenly Might bestows upon the body, Undying Golden Qi sustains the soul]

[The three seals can be opened, and the power can be continuously increased]

[It contains residual traces of the divine soul; should they be erased?]

"Erase".

The mysterious golden wheel within the Immortal Sect's space suddenly trembled, and the wisps of dark aura dissipated like smoke, revealing its crystal-clear radiance.

Su Cheng nodded in satisfaction, temporarily setting aside his thoughts of studying these magical treasures, and turned to transmit his voice:

"Xuan'er, how are things on your end?"

"It's barely considered a success."

Shi Xuan's soul image quietly appeared, he released the Xuan Seal between his fingers, and let out a soft breath.

Although she did not take direct action, she had been secretly setting up formations to conceal the secrets of heaven and prevent the changes in this place from being revealed too early.

"However, the commotion caused by Miss Bai's appearance in the world is too great."

Shi Xuan looked up at the sky, gazing at the majestic dragon shadow that was faintly visible in the sea of ​​clouds: "The oppressive aura can probably be felt for miles around."

"It doesn't matter."

Bai Lingling smiled and said, "The cultivators from Tianshan have not returned for a long time, and the Upper Realm will eventually find their way here. Besides..."

Before she could finish speaking, her figure suddenly swayed, the clouds around her dissipated, and the dragon pattern array on her back also disappeared.

Su Cheng's expression changed slightly, and he pulled her into his arms.

Looking down, one could see that the girl's face was growing paler, her eyes were unfocused, and she was breathing heavily and weakly.

"She forcefully activated many supernatural powers and suffered some backlash."

Shi Xuan explained softly from the side, "Let her rest and recuperate for a few days."

Su Cheng nodded slightly and turned his gaze downwards.

Lu Hongxi was riding on the winding white dragon that was flying towards them. As soon as their eyes met, she leaped up and pounced on him without saying a word.

"Well?"

The round, soft material crashed heavily against my face, bringing with it a captivating fragrance.

Shi Xuan's beautiful eyes widened as she stared blankly at the turbulent scene.

Su Cheng was knocked back two steps and it took him a while to lift his head from the warm and soft embrace of her.

But Lu Hongxi had shed her previous demonic aura, and her brows were full of worry.

"Are you okay?"

"No problem."

Su Cheng felt a warmth in his heart and chuckled, "It was Senior Sister's sword strike that was perfectly timed, severely injuring that old thief and giving me an opportunity to strike."

The Dragon Ancestor's body has not yet fully recovered and can only move around with difficulty.

That is why we need everyone to work together to create an opportunity, so that the dragon's body can decide the fate of the world with a single strike.

"It's still too risky." Lü Hongxi frowned slightly. "I should have been the one dealing with that person."

"Now is not the time to talk about this."

Shi Xuan coughed lightly, and said with a wry smile, "If this continues, Miss Bai will probably be squeezed so much that she can't breathe."

Su Cheng quickly let go, looked down at the petite girl sleeping soundly in his arms, and chuckled helplessly.

"Let's go back and rest first."

He looked around at the collapsed ancient palace ruins, his gaze finally settling on the majestic dragon shadow.

The body of the Origin Dragon Ancestor was as black as ink, resembling thousands of mountains piled up, with each dragon scale engraved with the vicissitudes of time.

As the clouds and mist gradually dissipated, the enormous dragon's head slowly lowered. Its jet-black mane swirled like thick fog, and its jagged horns resembled ancient, gnarled trees.

Although the murky dragon eyes lacked any luster, they slowly drew closer as they met Su Cheng's gaze.

Such a subtle movement stirred up a vast gale, as if the entire world was trembling.

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Su Cheng's eyes flashed as he faced the slowly approaching dragon head, and he involuntarily reached out and gently stroked a cold dragon scale.

The dragon ancestor's body emitted a low, deep breath, and its head swayed almost imperceptibly, as if it were gently rubbing against something.
(End of this chapter)