Desolate Era: The Ultimate Rogue Cultivator Who Hides Among the Heavens!

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Wow!

The ice formed, freezing the entrance to the Poison Dragon Pool for a mile.

The sheer power of a single spell completely stunned Meng Shi. He then looked at Han Feiyu and transmitted his voice, "Brother Han, you didn't say your spell was this strong!!"

"Spells can't kill people," Han Feiyu smiled slightly, then looked down at the bottom of the pool and shouted.

"Poison Dragon King, come out!"

The loud sound reverberated directly into the icy cracks and reached the ears of the Poison Dragon King at the bottom of the pool.

"Damn humans."

The Poison Dragon King's violet-green snake eyes were filled with furious killing intent as he stared upwards. "I've only been here a short time, how did I get found? I only devoured a few humans a few days ago, how could they have discovered my whereabouts so quickly?"

The Poison Dragon King was filled with doubt.

But at this moment, there wasn't much time for the Poison Dragon King to consider things carefully. The mere human race had been pushing him again and again, even coming to his doorstep. It was simply too much.

The Poison Dragon King would never allow such an arrogant human to act so presumptuously in front of it.

And most importantly, the humans who had previously caused it trouble were all only at the Purple Mansion level. According to some of its close brothers in the demon race, it's likely that there was some kind of agreement between the demon race and the human race...

Therefore, these demonic beasts and powerful human cultivators will not massacre each other's races.

This time will probably be no exception.

He must be a Purple Mansion cultivator...

"Let me peek. Hmph, how could a mere human possibly be a match for me, the Poison Dragon King?"

As he spoke, the Poison Dragon King transformed into human form and quietly swam up, preparing to assess the strength of the newcomer.

Above the surface of the pool.

Meng Shi stared at Han Feiyu in astonishment, thinking to himself, "Among all the Myriad Manifestations True Persons I've met, there aren't many whose magic is as powerful as Han Feiyu's."

Every cultivator knows that it is difficult to kill an opponent of the same level with spells; spells are far less useful than magic weapons!

It's very difficult to master magic to a high level...

"laugh!"

Han Feiyu conjured another freezing ray, causing the ice layer at the bottom of the pool to thicken once more.

bang~

The floating Poison Dragon King bumped its head on the frozen pool water. It was somewhat unsure of the spell's power, and looking at the ice, it thought to itself, "This ice layer is hundreds of meters thick, even..."

Thinking this, the Poison Dragon King conjured a dragon-like claw and slammed it down. "Hmm?"

"The ice is so hard."

"This spell is definitely not simple!"

The Poison Dragon King sensed the ice formed by the magic and became serious and cautious.

click!

Bang!

The ice layer was torn apart by the Poison Dragon King raising his hand and waving it.

Call ~

It then floated to the surface.

"Poison Dragon King"

"Um?"

Just as the Poison Dragon King surfaced, he heard Han Feiyu shout. He was about to surface to see Han Feiyu's true face.

The sounds from the pool continued to spread and reverberate...

"Poison Dragon King, I know you've come up. Where did your confidence go when you devoured a tribe of 169 people a month ago? What? You're too scared to come up now?"

"Afraid of a few Purple Mansion cultivators like us?"

"That one in the sky won't make a move..." Han Feiyu's figure was vaguely visible. The Poison Dragon King watched as Han Feiyu pointed at 'Uncle Mu' above and then at another Purple Mansion cultivator, 'Meng Shi,' arrogantly saying:

"If you're scared, he won't make a move; I'll be your only opponent."

"How about it? Do you dare?"

Han Feiyu smiled, and the sarcasm in his tone greatly stimulated the Poison Dragon King's thoughts.

"Human cultivator, you're talking nonsense!"

With a roar, the Poison Dragon King forcefully broke through the ice. His transformed form, a black-robed man with purple and green eyes, floated on the surface of the lake, cautiously maintaining a 'safe' distance from Han Feiyu.

Han Feiyu couldn't help but smile when he saw that the Poison Dragon King had finally fallen for the trap.

"Human, I'm right here. If you've got the guts, kill me! Come on!" The Poison Dragon King felt he had figured out the situation. These three people wielding magical treasures were all Purple Mansion cultivators, and there was even a Primordial Being who was a burden. They really didn't take him, the Poison Dragon King, seriously.

Now he can attack or defend as needed.

These tiny humans are truly ignorant and arrogant.

"it is good."

"If you're so capable, don't hide in the pool. Let's fight one-on-one." Han Feiyu secretly released his divine sense, which enveloped the surface of the pool.

"Human, do you think I'm stupid?" The Poison Dragon King naturally knew that without the deep pool, he would likely be ambushed. Human cultivators were the most cunning of all.

Therefore, he was always on guard against potential traps set by Han Feiyu and the other two Purple Mansion cultivators.

"Come and try if you dare!"

The Poison Dragon King shouted, a hint of smugness on his face.

Han Feiyu smiled and floated down to a rock halfway up the mountain. A green flying sword appeared beneath his feet, and another green flying sword hovered in mid-air. "You really don't dare fight me?"

"Enough with the nonsense, you little human. You're only good at using tricks. Humans are the most cunning, but I won't give you the chance to use traps."

Han Feiyu smiled.

The next moment, his flying sword, spells, swordsmanship, and divine sense all activated simultaneously.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A sudden surge of killing intent erupted, and Han Feiyu leaped hundreds of meters in an instant.

"Hmph." The Poison Dragon King had anticipated this, and was just about to dive to the bottom of the pool when the water acted like a wall, preventing him from descending.

"Not good!" The Poison Dragon King was instantly alarmed and tried to break through the barrier.

But the flying sword had already arrived.

laugh!

With a flash of sword light, the black-robed figure was instantly pierced through, and then the Poison Dragon King's entire body appeared behind the pool of water.

Wow~

Click!

The freezing power of the two spells instantly froze the entire Poison Dragon Pool, which was thousands of meters deep. Then, a sword light flashed, and the flowing sword energy tore through the sky, shattering the ice of the Poison Dragon Pool once again with its surging power.

At this moment, Han Feiyu stood below the Poison Dragon King.

"Splash splash~~"

After the magical chains blocked Han Feiyu's deadly sword strike, they collided with a clattering sound.

pat!

A drop of dark green blood fell onto the broken ice of the Poison Dragon Pool, corroding out a large space.

The Poison Dragon King in mid-air was injured.

One of his claws was severed by Han Feiyu's sword, leaving only a small part stuck together. Fortunately, he used his magic weapon, the chain, to block it, otherwise he would have been killed.

The Poison Dragon King could sense the terrifying power of that sword energy.

"Humans, I want you all dead!"

The Poison Dragon King had just shouted that he would kill Han Feiyu and his two companions, but the next moment—

boom!!

Another terrifying Three Talents Sword Formation attacked, and the black magical chains once again blocked it. "Bang... Clang~~ Clang~~~ Bang!"

call out!

It's a flying sword again.

This sword strike was even faster than the previous one, and the Poison Dragon King's eyes widened in panic; he was utterly powerless to defend himself.

"Buzz!"

But then more sword light and sword energy came rushing in.

Han Feiyu's sword struck the Poison Dragon King's thousand-meter-long dragon body at its seven-inch mark, "Swoosh!"

Swish!

Swah——

With the help of Meng Shi's Three Talents Sword Formation, the Poison Dragon King, who was only relying on a single chain for offense and defense, had no chance to resist and was severed from the dragon's vital point by Han Feiyu's sword.

The power of this sword strike was clearly visible to Uncle Mu and the boy in mid-air...