With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 870 - 623: Secrets Stolen, Slumbering Dragon, Qi Blood Great Wall!

Chapter 870: Chapter 623: Secrets Stolen, Slumbering Dragon, Qi Blood Great Wall!

Looking at this scene, Meng Chuan could already imagine that when Yin Tianshou came back and saw the surveillance, everyone would be in shock...

Returning to his senses, he turned around and went back home, continuing to control the movements of his Soul Body.

He drifted into the office building, descended underground, brushing past the still asleep secretary.

Finally, he merged into the darkness.

At this moment.

The New Year’s chime had already sounded.

In the attic, while Meng Chuan was operating the Soul Body named Hui, his phone screen suddenly lit up.

The national talent system sent a notification, inviting him to watch the live text broadcast of the Taihang Mountain Grand Ritual.

A flicker of brilliance flashed in Meng Chuan’s eyes, yet there was a hint of worry hidden deep in his heart.

"The battle has begun..."

The words on the screen were shocking.

Meng Chuan’s breath instantly became heavy!

[00:01, Taoist Monarch Chentuan chanted the Guardian Spirit Mantra, inviting the Three Realms Immortals and Buddhas, setting up the altar, and initiating the Luo Tian movement.]

[00:30, the Six Sages surrounded Taihang Mountain.]

[00:32, the mountain murmurs and the minions broke free from the restraints of the Demon Nest, demonic shadows overflowed.]

[00:35, the water and land altar behind the mountain responded with the front, activating the formation eye by Chentuan and Bai Bao, triggering the Dui, Kan, Gen, Kun, Zhen, Li, Xun, Qian arrays, ten thousand people stepped on the Tiangang and Disha stars, invoking the heavens.]

[01:00, the Six Sages flew out, followed closely by demonic leaders, and the mountain murmurs descended into the human realm.]

[01:01, Taihang Mountain was leveled, becoming history.]

Meng Chuan’s first reaction:

"So, the mountain murmurs can indeed act separately from the Demon Nest..."

Why is it that the human realm’s dimension can’t trap its Soul Body? It’s puzzling.

You know, even the lowest level, the "Servant God" level of ultimate darkness, can only awaken.

Yet it is trapped within the Demon Nest, unable to move freely.

Logically, the mountain murmurs should be two levels higher than the Servant God, only inferior to a True God.

Why is it able to awaken so quickly and even act separately from the Demon Nest?

Does it have something to do with the Divine Power it controls?

Meng Chuan speculated silently in his heart...

Of course, this is why Great Chu was willing to pay any price to take immediate action.

Now that it has left the Demon Nest, there may still be some negative effects impeding it.

As mental and emotional power boosts its strength in the human world,

The day it truly breaks free from its shackles will undoubtedly be a catastrophe for the human world.

Moreover, describing it in words, in just one second, Taihang Mountain was no more...

In such a world-shattering battle, any words seem incredibly inadequate.

Meng Chuan lamented not being there to participate in defending his homeland.

He was still too weak...

Under the influence of his emotions, Hui, the Soul Body he was possessing, also lowered its head, lacking enthusiasm.

No, he had to do his job well.

Meng Chuan gathered his mind and focused his spirit, causing the negative emotions to vanish without a trace.

Hui became proud and spirited once again, stepping into the depths of the Fire Dragon Cave.

At the moment of entry, a pair of turtle eyes widened, and it immediately cowered and crept stealthily...

"Holy crap..."

What did he see...

Yin Tianshou’s vast cultivation dojo, the most conspicuous, was a dragon-shaped relief embedded deep into the rock wall.

The entirely crimson scales glowed dimly in the dark, with the dragon’s head lowered, nostrils flared, and fangs half-bared.

The robust dragon body seemed forcibly pressed into the rock wall by immense power, with its four claws digging into rock crevices, the spine arching in a menacing curve during its struggle.

The most terrifying were those deep crimson slit pupils, slowly opening, gazing down at the intruder, while its dragon lips parted to exhale sulfur-scented sparks.

The entire dragon seemed like a sealed evil spirit, each scale inscribed with fierceness.

Meng Chuan was dumbfounded.

Not out of fear, but because the posture of the other party at that moment... was somewhat familiar.

Why did it look so much like the coiled dragon statue, siphoned of energy to become the twelve zodiac talismans, sealed on the wall...

Holy Master...?

Meng Chuan stared steadfastly, looking at the sculpture before him that seemed both alive and dead.

What was Yin Tianshou doing...

Thinking of the Holy Master’s ordeal, could it be that Yin Tianshou was also siphoning the other’s power?

But indisputably, before him was a true dragon.

Meng Chuan didn’t sense any trace of Demonic Qi fluctuations, indicating it wasn’t a pseudo-dragon from the Cosmic Realm.

It seemed... it was still a fire dragon, or perhaps a Zhulong?

Meng Chuan could only rely on the cognitive knowledge in burning steel to roughly distinguish.

Just as he was about to step forward to investigate, his body suddenly froze.

A vast stream of information flooded into Hui’s mind, Meng Chuan’s expression twisted, not because he couldn’t withstand it, but because the other party’s curses were exceedingly vulgar...

That thing on the wall was indeed alive, and it wasn’t cursing him, but his skin and Yin Tianshou...

Beneath the dark scales, flames welled like embers, the fierce dragon face bared its teeth in a roar:

"You bastard thing, Yin Tianshou, showing your true form now?"

"When I get out, I’ll tear you to pieces, awoo awoo awoo!"

The dragon face showed doubt:

"No, it’s another bastard."

"There’s a stench of the Cosmic Realm, where did you come from?"

"Did Yin Tianshou defect, raising a little earthworm?"

The dragon face instantly darkened, sniffing cautiously, noticing something was amiss.

The heavy Demonic Qi on it clearly marked it as a Cosmic Realm spawn, not the same origin as Yin Tianshou.

How did it get in, could it be that Yin Tianshou is absent?

The dragon eyes closed discreetly, countless thoughts weaving in its mind.

Then opened its eyes, the rage gone, only the dignified presence remaining.

Meng Chuan watched the other play the role, processing the information conveyed from its mouth.

"Showing your true form..."

By the words, does it mean that Principal Yin is also a Hui?

In the Dragon Realm, Hui is the lowliest dragon breed.

Anything with even a trace of bloodline would not hatch and grow from Hui, but through long ages, develop into an ordinary True Dragon.

Like the great flame-spewing creature in front, notably violent in appearance, it’s a height Hui could never attain in its lifetime.