The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 220 Ferocious Power Exchange Ancient Hunting Area

The Milky Way shines brightly, but a colossal beast blocks the way.

"A descendant of the Devouring Beast, I thought it was extinct, but I didn't expect there to still be one here." The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon stared warily at the behemoth comparable to a star, feeling a strong threat.

The Devouring Beast is enormous. If it cultivates for thousands of years, it can devour the heavens and the earth, feeding on stars. It is one of the legendary ancient gods and demons. However, it is said that after a divine war countless ages ago, the Devouring Beast was almost wiped out, and now only a few descendants with impure bloodlines remain.

The behemoth before us is quite powerful, having reached the Saint Beast King realm, making it an absolutely terrifying beast.

Ning Qingyi coldly said, "It's just something with a few bloodlines. Go, kill it, and make it your food source on your path of evolution."

The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon nodded, revealing a bloodthirsty killing intent, and charged forward. Having followed Ning Qingyi for so many years, he had never lacked good fortune, often receiving guidance from Ning Qingyi. Moreover, after surviving the Saint King Tribulation, the purity of his dragon blood had greatly increased, making him no less than a young supreme being. If he were to return to the ancient path of the demon race, he would definitely be valued by the protectors.

The colossal beast was enraged and engaged in a fierce battle with the nine-tailed crocodile dragon.

It is a cosmic behemoth, a descendant of ancient gods, high above all others, yet it never imagined it would be despised to this extent today.

"Roar!"

The nine-tailed crocodile dragon let out a roar, containing the mysteries of celestial music, shattering the void and causing a vast expanse of chaotic energy to spread.

The colossal beast roared, equally fierce and powerful, as it clashed with the nine-tailed crocodile dragon.

The two colossal beasts clashed in the starry sky, and the enormous fluctuations were transmitted into the void, alarming even the people of the distant Golden Ancient City, who all sent out their divine senses to probe the area.

"It's this Devouring Beast. It's been ambushing the trial participants on the ancient road, but I didn't expect it to be cornered here." Someone recognized it.

"What a terrifying crocodile dragon! Its true dragon blood is so abundant. Could it be that its ancestors were pure-blooded dragons?" Another person's eyes flashed with a strange light as he noticed the nine-tailed crocodile dragon's extraordinary nature.

Ning Qingyi stood quietly in the void, yet no one could detect him.

The battle between the two holy beast kings intensified, with each collision unleashing unparalleled divine light, causing the void to collapse and distort.

Blood flew everywhere, dragon scales shattered, and both holy beast kings were bleeding and constantly injured, but neither stopped fighting, determined to decide the life or death of the other.

boom!
Another fierce battle ensued, but the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon gained the upper hand. The Devouring Beast was swatted away by the dragon's claws, and a large amount of beast blood flew everywhere.

"Damn it!" the colossal beast roared.

As soon as they clashed, it realized something was wrong. The five-colored palm prints left on its body were impossible to remove and were further suppressing its divine power, like a special seal that shone brightly.

The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon naturally noticed this and launched a fierce attack on it. After all, it had just entered the Saint King Realm and was several minor realms behind its opponent, so it was not an unfair victory.

In the end, the Devouring Beast unleashed a powerful divine power, but it was no match for the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon's sacred technique. Its entire body was cleaved in two.

Even though it was covered in blood and severely injured, the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon stood proudly in the starry sky, using the Dragon Transformation Technique to refine the ancient blood of the Devouring Beast and extract divine substances.

"Leave a portion behind. The altar on the Mythical Ancient Road requires ten kinds of supreme ancient blood to open," Ning Qingyi transmitted.

The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon nodded and preserved a portion of the divine blood it had refined.

Several days later, the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon was refined, and the two headed towards the nearby Golden Seven Cities.

This golden city truly lives up to its reputation as a crucial node connecting the past and the future on the ancient road. Approaching it, one can feel a vast and majestic atmosphere, like a magnificent lake or sea surging, filled with the essence of heaven and earth, nourishing one's entire being.

Near the city gate, cultivators were moving about. Each one was extremely powerful, and their races were incredibly diverse, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of a gathering of all races.

"Once you enter the city, find your own lodging, but you must not harm the residents," the soldier at the city gate warned, his eyes sharp.

The Golden Ancient Road and even the mythical region behind it do not belong to any race, so powerful figures from all races often fight here, and many nodes have been destroyed by various powerful beings.

The fact that the Seven Golden Cities have been preserved demonstrates their profound cultural heritage.

Ning Qing entered the city and walked along the ancient streets.

The city was magnificent, large enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of cultivators to reside and practice. However, now only a few hundred original residents remain. Most of the houses and buildings are empty, making it extremely desolate and quiet.

Ning Qingyi swept his divine sense across the area.

This city is rich in spiritual energy, making it more suitable for cultivation than many inhabited planets. Many of its palaces are comparable to blessed lands, with the city lord's mansion being the most abundant.

Finally, he entered a palace and spent the next few days quietly waiting for news from the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon.

At this time, the news that the elixir of immortality was hidden in the ancient mythical road had not yet spread. Those who came here were mostly trial seekers from various races, and there were very few of them. Although earth-shattering battles broke out from time to time, it was generally peaceful.

"My lord, three months from now, young experts from various races will be exchanging ancient blood at the True Phoenix Tower in order to enter the Mythical Ancient Road."

The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon has returned; that's the news.

To enter the Mythical Ancient Road, one must collect at least ten kinds of supreme ancient blood and pour them onto the sealed gate to open it.

This is far too harsh. After all, this is no longer the age of mythology, and many of the most powerful races have long since become stories of the past. Fortunately, the ancestral blood extracted from some of the most powerful races can serve as a substitute.

Nevertheless, it is still very difficult. After all, the descendants who can extract the strongest ancient blood are all more powerful than the last. Therefore, trial participants often exchange ancient blood in order to enter the Mythical Ancient Road.

Ning Qing nodded, preparing to exchange the ancestral blood of the Devouring Beast.

Three months later, at Zhenhuang Tower.

This is the tallest building in the ancient city of gold. It was a huge sycamore tree that had been growing for countless millennia. Its branches were as thick as a mountain, but unfortunately it was destroyed by lightning. The remaining half of the trunk was used to build a phoenix tower.

Legend has it that this tree was once a quasi-emperor in the distant past, but during its tribulation, the heavens destroyed its cultivation and stripped it of its essence, turning it into an ordinary tree.

Today, the True Phoenix Tower was unusually lively, with powerful figures gathering one after another, exuding a strong bloody aura.

Ning Qingyi climbed the steps and ascended the building. The nine-tailed crocodile dragon transformed into a burly man and followed behind him. Soon, they reached the top floor.

There is a high platform here, which is like a fighting ring or a supreme altar, and there are currently ten people sitting on it.

Seeing the two enter, some cultivators showed surprise. The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon's power was already well-known after he killed the Devouring Beast. Now that he was following a human cultivator, it was conceivable that the other party was also a young supreme expert.

"You have the blood of a true dragon flowing through your veins, how can you submit to the human race?" A hostile voice rang out, and the gaze was sharp as a knife.

This was a middle-aged man, dressed in a dragon robe and wearing a dragon crown. He was majestic and powerful, with superb cultivation. He was like a god descending to earth, radiating brilliance. The chanting of sutras could be faintly heard from him.

This is the power of faith!

It is incredibly profound and has endless uses; even on ancient roads, few people can truly master it.

In addition, he exuded a strong dragon aura, clearly indicating that he was a powerful being with true dragon blood.

"Black Dragon God, you pride yourself on being the supreme and noble of the dragon race, yet now you have dragon offspring following human cultivators. It's utterly laughable." A cold laugh rang out, and it was actually a stone-man holy spirit.

It was obvious that he must have had a grudge against this Black Dragon God to make such sarcastic remarks. However, his gaze towards Ning Qingyi was also very cold. After all, as a Holy Spirit, he could tell at a glance that the other party had a lot of Holy Spirit blood on his hands.

As expected, the Black Dragon God was furious, his gaze towards the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon filled with murderous intent.

The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon merely sneered: "A Saint King-level Holy Spirit dares to stir up trouble here? He's courting death."

"Crawler, you're going to die!"

The Stone Spirit's eyes were very cold, and he not only said it, but he also did it.

He thrust out a single finger, extremely forceful and contemptuous, as if he were delivering a calamity on behalf of the heavens. Various strange phenomena arose, shaking the heavens and the earth. The entire True Phoenix Tower trembled, and the sky for thousands of miles became unstable.

He was very confident because he had a natural divine eye that could see all things. He had long ago seen through Ning Qingyi, who was only a minor cultivator at the Saint Realm, and the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon, who was a dragon head that had just entered the Saint King Realm.

But he was a Holy Spirit of the Heavenly King level, only one step away from the Great Sage, just a finger's width away.

The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon merely sneered. He was indeed no match for this Holy Spirit, but he knew who stood behind him.

Ning Qing moved, also with a single finger, golden in color, gleaming like jade, a clash of titans.

"boom!"

Two fingers touched, but to everyone's surprise, the Stone Spirit's fingers were destroyed as if they were withered and decayed, while Ning Qingyi's momentum did not diminish. In the other party's horrified eyes, she poked its forehead with one finger.

Click.

The stone saint's pupils dimmed rapidly. With a single finger, its celestial platform was destroyed, and its primordial spirit turned to dust, leaving no trace of life.

This scene caused the Black Dragon God's pupils to tremble violently.

He proclaimed himself the supreme and noble of the dragon race, while the Stone Man Holy Spirit believed that the Holy Spirit was the most divine and holy. The two had clashed before, but it was difficult to determine the winner.

It is unheard of and unseen that someone could kill a Holy Spirit with a single finger!

The other trial participants also changed their expressions drastically, looking at Ning Qingyi with great fear.

This is definitely a young supreme being, and one who is famous throughout the ancient road!
Ning Qingyi, however, did not care at all. He took away the remnant body of the Holy Spirit, activated the Lesser Destiny Technique, and refined it into Holy Spirit Divine Liquid.

Seeing the astonished looks on everyone's faces, the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon smiled sinisterly and said, "Is there anyone else who is dissatisfied?"

No one spoke, not even the Black Dragon God. Finally, it was the Summoner who spoke.

"Our goal is to enter the Mythical Ancient Road and exchange for the strongest ancient blood."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out his supreme ancient blood. Instantly, a surge of blood energy rose into the sky. It was a very special blue color, dreamlike and intoxicating, like a huge gemstone radiating immortal power.

"The blood of the ancient Ice Phoenix." Someone recognized it.

Immediately afterwards, the Black Dragon God also took out his treasure, the divine blood of the ancient Qilin, which shimmered with silver light, like a celestial river, with silver light hanging down from between his fingers, very sacred and peaceful.

Seeing this, the other trial participants also took out their ancient blood for exchange, and Ning Qingyi also had the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon take out the ancient blood of the Devouring Beast.

Instantly, the ancient blood aura surged forth, rising into the sky like smoke from a wolf's beacon, shaking the entire starry sky.

Exactly ten dishes, no more, no less!
Everyone's faces lit up with joy. They knew that gathering all ten supreme ancient bloodlines was incredibly difficult, perhaps only happening once every few centuries. Many young supreme beings on the ancient paths had been turned back here precisely because they couldn't gather them all, not because they lacked the strength.

Under the convener's guidance, the trial participants exchanged ancient blood. When the meeting adjourned, everyone showed satisfied smiles, ready to march into the Mythical Ancient Road.

Ning Qingyi was even more decisive, heading directly to the ancient altar leading to the mythical ancient road.

The mythological altar has a bizarre shape, as if it were cast from the corpses of gods and demons.

It is engraved with horrifying images of corpses lying on the ground, with gods falling, blood flowing, the sun falling, the moon being destroyed, and the stars in the sky being shattered.

Time is like a knife; so many years have passed, and the ancient altar has left countless mottled marks.

The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon sprinkled ten kinds of ancient blood, and in an instant, the Corpse Diagram emitted terrifying fluctuations, with divine light as vast as the sea and lightning flashing and thunder roaring.

The altar began to revive, the ancient carvings seemed to come alive, the gods roared, the sun was destroyed and the stars fell, blood rain poured down, and the cold wind howled.

"Boom!"

Before the two could take a closer look, they vanished from their spot and were teleported by the ancient altar to the Mythical Ancient Road.

Upon landing, the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon showed a surprised expression.

It was pitch black and utterly quiet, so quiet that you could clearly hear the sound of your blood pounding against the walls of your blood vessels.

The nine-tailed crocodile dragon became alert, its eyes resembling two enormous lanterns.

The place was deathly still, devoid of any sign of life, like an ancient forbidden zone where life had long since withered and died.

Ning Qingyi used his Heavenly Eye to observe and saw strands of light appearing in the dark universe, some dim and some dazzling.

He focused intently on one of the dazzling threads, and in that instant it felt as if he had traveled back to ancient times, where two great saints were battling it out, rushing into the depths of darkness before finally disappearing.

Ning Qingyi looked at the other threads and quickly found her target.

"Let's go, in that direction."

The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon nodded and followed Ning Qingyi into the depths of space, traveling alone for several months.

"That is!"

Suddenly, the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon looked ahead with a surprised expression.

Before them, in the starry sky, stood a colossal stone monument. It wasn't ten, a hundred, or a thousand feet tall, but tens of thousands of miles high, comparable to an ancient star!

This is a boundary marker, reminding everyone that ahead lies the mythical ancient hunting grounds, where many terrifying creatures roam, and that crossing the boundary could lead to certain death.

The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon's expression immediately changed, but seeing Ning Qingyi's calm and composed demeanor, it relaxed and rushed into the hunting area.

No mythical creature is stronger than the one above my head!

Even if an ancient emperor were to be resurrected and meet his own lord, he believed he would be defeated and lose the throne.

The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon firmly believed this!

(End of this chapter)