I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Duan Lang was completely dumbfounded. The earth-shattering void vortex was reflected in his trembling pupils, and he felt his legs instinctively go weak.

Just tear it off...

He just tore apart the dimensional barrier with his bare hands?!

What devastating, utterly unreasonable divine and demonic power this is!!!

"This... since Brother Jiang can tear through the void and leave at any time..."

Duan Lang struggled to withdraw his gaze, swallowed hard, his eyes filled with bewilderment and fervent confusion.

"Then why do you condescend to remain in this quagmire-like lower realm, refusing to ascend?"

"Could it be... that the upper realm is too dangerous?"

"Danger?"

Jiang Chen couldn't help but scoff when he heard that word.

"There are indeed some dangers."

"After all, anyone from there could jump out and smash the entire land of China with a single slap."

Facing Duan Lang's fervent and awestruck gaze, Jiang Chen solemnly began yet another round of shameless, god-level fabrication:

"However, that is not the reason why I linger in this world and am unwilling to leave."

Jiang Chen sighed, his tone conveying a profound sense of helplessness and melancholy, a feeling that was all too real at the top.

"Mainly because... I am naturally carefree and prefer to travel through different dimensions and enjoy life."

"If I really ascend back, and those old men in the clan catch me, I will be forced to inherit the position of clan leader who rules over all the heavens, and I will have to deal with the boundless clan territory and affairs every day..."

Jiang Chen shook his head in utter disgust.

"Seriously, this is so boring."

Upon hearing these arrogant remarks, Duan Lang not only didn't find anything wrong with them, but nodded emphatically in agreement.

That's right!

Only a supreme clan that regards ruling the heavens as worthless could cultivate such an unfathomable and eccentric genius as Brother Jiang!

more importantly……

Brother Jiang, isn't he a perfect "super second-generation immortal" with an incredibly powerful background and the future successor to the patriarch of all the heavens?!

Thinking of this, Duan Lang's eyes, which had been stiff with extreme shock, suddenly lit up with a sly glint, and even his icy handsome face instantly lost its composure.

He rubbed his hands together, his domineering arrogance vanished, replaced by a familiar smile that was even somewhat "sleazy" and ingratiating.

"Hehehe..."

He leaned forward familiarly and bumped Jiang Chen's arm with his shoulder, as if they were brothers:

"Brother Jiang, since you're a top heir from a super powerful family, then our relationship... ah, I mean, our connection..."

"When I get tired of staying in this land and finally ascend to the heavens to fight monsters, you absolutely must ask your family elders to give me a heads-up and look after me!"

"After all, I've just ascended to this place and I'm definitely unfamiliar with everything. If I really run into one of those powerful figures you mentioned who could shatter the entire land with a single slap, wouldn't I have to rely on the experts in your family, Brother Jiang, to protect me? Doesn't that make sense?"

Seeing the peerless hero who usually kills without blinking an eye and just now suppressed an ancient myth with a single move, now revealing such a shameless "clinging to someone's coattails" face, Jiang Chen laughed like a pig in his heart.

However, he remained outwardly composed, perfectly maintaining the demeanor of an unfathomable and arrogant successor to the clan chief.

"What's so difficult about that?"

Jiang Chen casually flicked his sleeve, not even blinking, and nonchalantly took on the task:

"Just focus on your cultivation."

"The day you soar into the heavens, I will send a message to the upper realm, ensuring you can roam freely on our territory."

"Hahaha, great! With Brother Jiang's words, I, Duan Lang, have this game in the bag!"

In the far east of China, on the vast East China Sea.

The sea was turbulent and the wind and clouds were ever-changing, as if the heavens and earth were in a rage, stirring up terrifying white waves tens of meters high, as if they were about to devour all living things.

However, beneath this apocalyptic raging sea, in the extreme depths of the ocean, lies a completely different, desolate scene.

The deep sea, which should be a bottomless prison, is extremely cold, dark, and has terrifying water pressure that even powerful giant sea beasts dare not venture into.

But at the moment.

At the bottom of this pitch-black abyss lies an unimaginably vast ancient ruin.

Ruins and broken walls, crumbling pillars.

The ancient and mottled massive foundation stones, eroded by the gentle ocean currents, still faintly reveal the magnificent underwater palace of yesteryear.

In the very center of the ruins, a giant dragon pearl, three zhang in diameter, floats quietly in mid-air, emitting a dazzling yet gentle golden light that shines through the surrounding stillness.

The power of this Dragon Ball is simply unbelievable!

Wherever the golden light reached, the immense pressure of the abyss and the seawater within a radius of several thousand feet—enough to crush fine iron into dust—was forcibly pushed aside by an invisible, unparalleled force, creating an absolute domain where the seawater did not touch it!

Right above this dazzling dragon ball.

A tall, muscular figure was sitting cross-legged.

It was none other than Dugu Ming, who had disappeared for a long time!

The former young master of Wushuang City is now a top grandmaster who has stirred up bloodshed in the martial arts world and is feared by all.

At this moment, his eyes were closed, and the pure golden "Nine Heavens Descending Dragon Qi" around his body was churning violently, interacting and resonating with the golden light emitted by the giant dragon pearl beneath him, greedily absorbing and exhaling from each other.

In this extremely strange and deep seabed, from a distance, he looked like an ancient dragon sealed in the abyss, poised to unleash its power.

Months ago, Dugu Ming went through several life-or-death experiences and accidentally found a few words in an ancient scroll that had almost been weathered into mud. He eventually unraveled the mystery and found this underwater relic in the East China Sea that had long been ruthlessly buried by time and the deep sea.

His pinnacle martial arts, "Dragon Subduing Divine Leg" and "Nine Heavens Dragon Subduing Transformation," are both derived from the true meaning of the "dragon's" destiny.

This burial ground, filled with boundless dragon energy, was, to him, a supreme paradise, a creation of heaven and earth, tailor-made for him.

The reason he risked his life, venturing thousands of miles into the abyss of the sea with no way out, enduring the extremely cold and deathly aura of the ocean floor, was not simply for the purpose of seclusion.

He was only after one insane event that would allow him to completely defy fate and transcend the ordinary—

He swallowed and completely refined that extremely domineering and violent treasure—

Little Shen Yuan!

It not only contains the pure power of Emperor Shitian for more than a hundred years, but also retains an extremely domineering and stubborn martial will!

But for Dugu Ming, the biggest fatal problem with this peerless divine artifact was not the martial will, but the extreme incompatibility of its attributes!

The Lesser Divine Essence is derived from the Heavenly Gate's ultimate technique, "Sacred Heart Manual," and its attributes are extremely yin and cold.

However, the "Nine Heavens Dragon Descending Qi" that Dugu Ming had cultivated for many years and which had long been ingrained in his bones was completely extremely yang and strong!

Water and fire have been incompatible since ancient times.

Once this extremely cold divine medicine is forcibly swallowed, the violent dragon energy of extreme yang within the body will inevitably collide with it in the most intense and primal frenzy!

This kind of Yin-Yang conflict that directly explodes within the five internal organs is beyond description with the word "dangerous"; it is simply a self-destructive act with no chance of survival!

Dugu Ming slowly opened his palm, staring at the little divine essence that was constantly spreading outward with bone-chilling coldness, but there was no sign of retreat in his cold eyes.

There is no time.

It was as if Feng and Yun had been blessed by the heavens; their martial arts progressed at a speed like wild horses, advancing by leaps and bounds in a day, leaving their former nemesis far behind!

"Wind, clouds... broken waves..."

Dugu Ming gritted his teeth, his face contorted in a terrifying grimace under the glow of the Dragon Ball:

"I, Dugu Ming, bear the legacy of Wushuang City for centuries. How could I be content to forever remain a mere stepping stone for geniuses like you!"

"Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance of becoming the best in the world, even if it means a nine-out-of-ten chance of death, or even a ten-out-of-ten chance of survival, I will risk my life for this!"

The moment he finished speaking, a cruel and insane determination, like that of a vicious wolf, flashed in Dugu Ming's eyes.

He suddenly tilted his head back and, without any hesitation, swallowed the "Minor Divine Essence" that exuded a terrifying, deathly chill!

"boom--!!!"

The moment the small divine essence entered his throat, there was no comfortable melting sensation. Instead, it transformed into an extremely violent, millennia-old glacier, which exploded directly within his body!

"Aaaaaaahh ...

A desperate and piercing scream, like that of a wild beast on its deathbed, instantly shattered the deathly silence that had lingered for millions of years beneath the bottomless sea!

Almost instantly upon the explosion, a terrifyingly cold aura, appearing eerily pale white, brutally tore through his steel-hard flesh, gushing out cruelly from every pore of his body!

"Cold...so cold..."

Dugu Ming's eyes were instantly frozen, with bloodshot veins glistening with frost, and his eyeballs bulged out.

The moment his powerful internal organs and meridians came into contact with this Sacred Heart Cold Qi, which was concentrated with more than a hundred years of Emperor Shitian's power, they were frozen and shattered as if they had been punished by the heavens!

Moreover, the remaining martial will of Emperor Shitian was frantically tearing at his sea of ​​consciousness, attempting to erase his personality and seize control of this broken body.

The pure yang true energy of "Nine Heavens Dragon Descending" that had long been deeply ingrained in his body was like a fire dragon that had been provoked, and it spontaneously launched the most violent and ultimate counterattack against this invading destructive cold energy!

It was a brutal, relentless struggle between two extreme attributes.

On one side is the extreme cold of perfect enlightenment, and on the other is the extreme yang of descending dragons from the nine heavens.

The two clashed fiercely within his eight extraordinary meridians, irreconcilable like fire and water, neither willing to yield an inch!

However, it was precisely this unrestrained, frenzied collision of ice and fire, extreme yin and extreme yang, that completely destroyed his physical body, which served as the "battlefield."

"Snap! Snap!"

The bones, originally as strong as steel, were twisted and broken by the frantic alternation of extreme heat and cold.

The robust meridians were burst inch by inch in this earth-shattering collision of Yin and Yang!

The ear-piercing sound of flesh tearing echoed continuously within Dugu Ming's body, a sound that sent chills down one's spine.

Due to the intense internal conflict, this mortal body was simply unable to withstand the destructive power of the clash between ice and fire, and ultimately collapsed completely!