Stronger from Earth

Chapter 203 202: Long and the Promise

With his perception, even if a Peak Earth Immortal pays attention, their presence can be sensed by his spirit, at least causing unease in his heart.

Moreover, the Celestial Escape Invisibility Jade makes it hard for some Celestial Immortals to detect him, not to mention the Space Gate, which lets him instantly be miles away.

To achieve this level, a cultivator must, at least, be an immortal of the Third Realm of Heavenly Immortal, with a cultivation level far superior to Wang Xuan, to continuously track him.

Attempts from outside are increasing, and even energy fluctuations are permeating inside, indicating a terrifying cultivation level, utterly beyond Wang Xuan's ability to resist.

Unfortunately, the other party seems unable to find the entrance, as the way of entry constantly changes and never maintains a single form.

"I've risen too quickly, have I made some people greedy?"

The theft and killing among cultivators is beyond count, especially with Wang Xuan's rapid growth leading some to speculate that he must hold a great secret.

"Don't let me find out who you are!" Wang Xuan's heart surged with killing intent.

Such matters are taboo in the Immortal Martial Mountain, forbidding anyone from prying into a disciple's opportunities, be it Zhou Wu or Chen Qingniu, or even He Fang and Hong Xuanji.

They never inquire about each other's secrets, just as they don't allow others to inquire about their own opportunities.

Therefore, those tracking him likely come from other factions, although Wang Xuan does not rule out the Immortal Martial Mountain; malice can never be underestimated.

Following the passageway while walking with specific steps, after a dozen minutes traversing nearly ten kilometers, Wang Xuan finally exited the endless darkness of the passageway.

The end of the passageway revealed an exceptionally clear river, almost transparent. Nothing could fly above it; anything entering it sank, engulfing everything.

Wang Xuan threw a damaged metal piece of Earth-grade Celestial Treasure into it, and it instantly dissolved into residue; even Celestial Immortals wouldn't dare touch it with their flesh bodies.

With chants of a mystical language, within a few breaths, a small boat floated downstream.

It was a small boat, of unknown material, not sinking nor dissolving in the water, exceedingly special.

Riding the small boat, he traversed the river several kilometers long, and once across, the boat disappeared without a trace.

After wandering for over an hour and passing through several checkpoints, Wang Xuan arrived at noon at a massive altar, a vast ten-kilometer square.

The altar was engraved with dense patterns, radiating mystical energy lights, and chains held dragon-shaped creatures, drawing power into the altar.

A great stone monument before the altar bore numerous texts, unfamiliar both to the Mother Star and Exotic Realm, yet Wang Xuan understood them upon sight, the text reached directly to the consciousness.

It was a sacrificial text, worshiping the deceased and commemorating heroes who sacrificed in battles, its origin known to none, containing little information and titles Wang Xuan had never heard of.

He glanced at a slumbering giant tortoise, nearly ten meters in diameter, truly immense, noticing upon close examination dragon horns atop its head and sharp crossed teeth in its mouth.

"Is this Dominator? Only the first time seeing it up close." Wang Xuan leaped ont Dominator's shell, the small Dominator still in sleep, seemingly undergoing some kind of transformation.

"You've arrived."

A deep, distant murmur sounded, archaic as if traversing from the ancient wilderness, through a billion years.

The dragon atop the altar opened its eyes, its gaze like the sun and moon, illuminating thousands of miles, penetrating unfathomable depths of space.

Its dragon scales trembled, clashing like divine weapons slicing, and a swing of its dragon tail struck forth a black hole, energy fluctuations immensely terrifying, a power Wang Xuan had never witnessed.

Yet, despite its terrifying power, shaking heaven and earth, it couldn't break free from the chains' binds.

Wang Xuan nodded: "I've come back to see you." He did not approach, for it was impossible to near the altar.

The endless golden light dragon laughed: "Come to see me indeed, but you are not honest, now with a bit of power, wanting to visit that place, just say so, why play tricks with me."

"It's for your feelings," Wang Xuan replied helplessly.

He was in no rush to the real secret location, knowing the dragon has lived a long life; having someone to talk with is exceedingly precious.

"Rare indeed, you are not a person who only talks about interests." The dragon-shaped creature said.

Wang Xuan pointed at Dominator beneath his feet: "Is this your son? Standing here, will it anger you?"

The dragon-shaped creature sneezed: "Sort of."

"I've heard its mother was an Old Profound Turtle, and I am curious, what posture did you use? I truly can't imagine."

This was said jokingly because he knew this Long couldn't come out, nor could any other creature get in, so the idea of Long mating with the Profound Turtle was sheer nonsense.

"It merely absorbed my aura, and that's how this little guy was born." The dragon-shaped being laughed, "I've told you before, I was not formed by the purification of a Flood Dragon's bloodline, but was this powerful from the very moment I appeared.

Because I am a transformation from the supreme Dragon Vein, a true Ancestral Dragon, and ordinary Dragon Vein Spirits are not of the Flood Dragon kind, but the source from which True Dragons are born."

It transformed from energy into a flesh and blood entity, gaining life and its own consciousness, indistinguishable from a real living being, yet fundamentally much higher.

"No wonder the Dragon Race never went extinct. No matter how many eras have passed, True Dragons can appear again and again. As long as the Spiritual Qi is abundant and the world is strong, the Dragon Vein can potentially transform into a Long Ling." Wang Xuan had a realization.

Long Ling chuckled, "Your insight has grown much since those days, as has your cultivation level, from a little ant to a bigger ant.

Hope one day you can grow tall enough to help me break free from this binding and leave here."

This was the agreement between it and Wang Xuan, as it had once recognized Wang Xuan's fortune and talent, so it guided him here at a certain opportunity.

As for entering that mysterious place, it was an opportunity it could give to Wang Xuan, although it had never been inside, it knew it was perilous.

If one day Wang Xuan grew tall enough, even with a one in ten thousand chance to help it break free, its effort would not have been in vain. Even though it knew the chance was extremely slim.

Because of its guidance, outstandingly talented individuals with great fortune, not a thousand but at least eight hundred from various races had come. After entering there, very few came out, all died in there, the higher the cultivation level the more so.

As for those who grew capable enough to help it, until now there hasn't been a single one. It even watched those guys die one by one, and by now, it holds little hope.

Glancing at above, Long Ling penetrated unknown spaces, asking, "Who is that idiot up there who's at odds with the tree?"

The term idiot, it learned from Wang Xuan, because since it gained consciousness, it had been here, witnessing the ebb and flow of time until now.

It manifested the scene above, and Wang Xuan saw clearly, it was a middle-aged man, lean and tall, with phoenix eyes and thick eyebrows, a face Wang Xuan had never seen before.

That person was repeatedly at odds with the tree Wang Xuan disappeared with, attempting to enter it like Wang Xuan, all in vain.

Shamed and furious, the man, after an hour of fruitless attempts, kicked the tree into countless pieces, then hid in a space, waiting for Wang Xuan to come out.

"I also want to know who he is, but sadly I don't really know. Can you kill him? Save me the trouble," Wang Xuan said.

"It's not so easy for me to make a move." Long Ling shook its head, "Handle it yourself, such a weak and pitiful creature is not worth me taking action."

But the truth is, each time it sent its power out through the altar, the consumption was enormous, even the birth of little Dominator was achieved with painstaking effort, each action was like cutting off its own flesh.

"Alright." Wang Xuan was helpless, but he already memorized that man's appearance distinctly in his mind.

After getting out, he was determined to kill that person!

Looking at the Dominator, Long Ling said, "This little guy is about as strong as you, should soon step into what this world calls the Earth Immortal level.

But its bloodline is too pure, making it a target for coveting, trouble should be frequent, and growth consumes too many resources, making it difficult to progress.

If you have the ability, I hope you can help it."

"Then come back with me to Immortal Martial Mountain, be my Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast, at least it won't lack Spiritual Qi and is quite safe, it doesn't matter if it leaves after gaining self-defense capabilities."

When Wang Xuan heard about the pure bloodline of this Dominator, he was somewhat tempted, thinking if he could coax it away, it would be a good ally.

At least this Dominator was better than that old lazy panda that just eats and sleeps, that guy was too lazy and cowardly, aside from being cute, it was useless.

"Let it choose for itself." Long Ling said.

Man and dragon talked for quite a while, finally ending their pleasant conversation.

"Then, I shall send you in." Long Ling spoke gravely.

Every time it pried open the portal to that place, creating a crack to send others in, it was an extremely difficult task for it.

Wang Xuan nodded, he knew just how dangerous it was there, how arduous it was to enter, without this dragon's help, he could never get in.

In an instant, Long Ling's aura intensified greatly, its golden glow sparkled like a blazing sun, it struggled mightily, and the chains binding it on the altar tightened.

Then, while it was being suppressed, a crack several meters wide appeared at the altar's corner, as soon as it opened, a torrent of dark energy gushed forth.

This energy was incredibly familiar to Wang Xuan, he raised a Gang Qi shield over his body, leaping in with a single bound, disappearing without a trace.