Chapter 97: Escaping the Predicament

  After killing the demon with one blow, the stone man took a step forward and stepped on the giant coffin. His left hand clenched into a fist, and a mass of chaotic energy condensed on his left arm.

  BOOM!!

  A stone man punched through the air, and it landed right on top of the pattern on the stone coffin.

  The formation shattered, cracks spread like a spider web. With a loud crash, a huge brick fell, and the stone chamber collapsed. Piece by piece, debris rained down from above, but the stone statue stood firm on the giant coffin, surrounded by an almost transparent aura. Every stone that approached its body disintegrated into dust.

  Ding Yan hid in the corner, under the protection of the painting, and the falling rocks did not have much impact on him.

  The stone man looked up, as if searching for something in the falling rocks. Suddenly, the stone man's eyes flashed, his right arm stretched out, and a formless breath turned into an arm, taking a small black ball from among the countless rocks into his hand.

  On the small ball, black air is filled, looking particularly eerie.

  The stone man grasped a small ball, the ink light twisted and turned, a breath of air flowed along the palm of the stone man's hand into his body. After the breath entered his body, the stone man's eyes lost a hint of confusion, as if he had recalled some memories.

  Hehehe...

  The massive stone coffin shook violently, and the heavy lid began to move.

  The sleeping figure in the stone coffin awoke as soon as the stone man got the small ball, finally giving up on recovery and about to step out of the stone coffin. Looking at the giant coffin under his feet, a hint of confusion flashed across the stone man's eyes, and suddenly he seemed to remember something, taking a step forward and flying towards the empty space above the dead city.

  The breath emanating from within the stone coffin grew stronger, and the massive lid had already revealed a slight gap. A thread of ancient air escaped from the stone coffin.

  Ding Yan saw the situation, his pupils contracted for a moment, and he couldn't help but take a step forward, flying up with his body.

  Underfoot eight trigrams virtual flash, body like a ghostly apparition, three steps between, flew out of the stone room range.

  Shi Ren's fist was the epitome of overbearing, directly punching through the entire stone chamber and creating a hole that extended all the way to the surface of Mangshi City. Ding Yan operated the Qiankun Dao Jing with all his might, and Lei Yun Bu was almost used to its limits; every step he took would produce a distorted shadow, and by the time the next shadow appeared, the previous one had yet to fully dissipate.

  In comparison, Shi Ren is much simpler.

  Treading on air, as if strolling, without any change, simply walking upwards, seemingly slow, but even Ding Yun's full-force Thundercloud Step couldn't catch up, and instead was left further and further behind.

  Sigh...

  With one step out, Ding Yan flew out of the ground. At a glance, he found himself in an outer domain.

  All around, desolation reigns, with crumbling stone monuments everywhere.

  "That underground palace actually runs through the entire False Death City!" Ding Yan turned his head and glanced at the huge pit behind him.

  The underground palace has a vast scope, covering the entire city of Fangshi, whether it is the outer domain, inner city or core, all are built on top of the surface layer of the underground palace.

  Above, the stone man had stopped moving and stood in mid-air. His hand grasped a small black ball, and his expression had lost its previous confusion, as if he had regained some of his divine consciousness. His deep eyes gazed into the void ahead, and from the top of his right hand, a chaotic aura began to emanate.

  Thunderbolt!!

  The azure thunderbolt finally tore apart the dark clouds of Wangsi Cheng and appeared in Ding Yan's line of sight.

  Pfft...

  Die in vain within the city walls.

  A monk who was kneeling on the ground suddenly had his ghost slave tattoo flash, and with a "puff" sound, this monk didn't even have time to react before his body exploded. The scattered blood mist was controlled by a shadowy figure and seeped into the ground. Almost at the same time, another monk's body burst apart, blood mist scattering and surging into the ground...

  Like the call of the Grim Reaper.

  Those monks controlled by Ghost Slave Seal exploded one by one, and clusters of bloody mist continuously surged into the ground.

  A low, muffled roar came from beneath the ground.

  Through the deep and vast crater, Ding Yan seemed to see the movement of the stone coffin's lid...

  Above the void

  The stone man seemed to have not detected the aura at all, his white hair flying backwards, and in an instant, a cold gleam shot out from his eyes, his right hand clenched into a fist, the chaotic aura twisted around it, and with one punch, a virtual shadow of his fist pierced through the entire city of Frigid Death, striking the giant magic stele at its core.

  A loud "crack" sound. The giant magic stele was actually shattered under the stone man's punch, and the broken part crashed down, destroying countless stone houses.

  Roar!!

  A furious roar burst forth, and the ground of Wangshi City cracked.

  In the depths of the underground palace, the massive stone coffin lid moved even faster. Through the dark and deep hole, Ding Yan seemed to see a pale hand emerging from it...

  The Stone Man smashed the magic stele with one punch and stepped into the void.

  A crisp sound, the sky above the city was torn apart, like shattered glass, and a deep whirlpool emerged.

  The stone man strides forward, walking into the whirlpool.

  Ding Yan saw the situation and stepped into the void with one foot. The Leiyun Step was once again deployed, charging towards the whirlpool in the air.

  The figure of the stone man disappeared into the whirlpool, and as he disappeared, the whirlpool began to gather. The power that trampled through space also began to dissipate. Ding Yan's Thundercloud Step was almost at its limit, but he was fast, and the whirlpool dissipated even faster.

  If the whirlpool disappears, then this passage leading to the outside world will undoubtedly disappear, and Ding Yan will be trapped to death in the city of futile death.

  When the time comes, facing the resurrected peerless figure in the stone coffin will be a dead end with no chance of survival.

  "Out!"

  Looking at the vortex about to disappear, a hint of determination appeared in Ding Yan's eyes.

  With a wave of his sleeve, an ancient, rustic skull emerged spinning.

  This skull is the one that Ding Yan obtained in the mortal world. In the beginning, on Mount Taihang, it was also with the help of this skull that he came to understand the three Daoist techniques, and the place where the Stone Man revived was precisely where the residual consciousness of this skull transmitted its teachings.

  Ding Yan gambled and after Shi Ren saw this skull, he would save him once.

  The skull head is also a magic instrument, but its power is extremely weak, equivalent to an inferior magic instrument. After being sacrificed, it has almost no effect at all.

  However, the whirlpool in the void seemed to have produced a moment of hesitation after the skull appeared, and it stagnated for about a breath. A breath of time, for ordinary people, is just a blink of an eye, but for Ding Yan, it was enough to support his escape.

  Lei Yun Buo came out.

  Only an afterimage was left behind.

  Just as the whirlpool disappeared in its last moment, Ding Yan rushed out.

  Behind, a terrifying roar shook the sky and earth. That extraordinary figure finally emerged from the stone coffin. The terrifying demonic energy almost tore the city of injustice apart...

  Huang Pu Ming knelt on the street, wanting to lift his head, but found that his body was like being pressed by a giant mountain, unable to move. Not far from him, Wu Yuan San Ren also knelt on the ground, with a terrified expression.

  The two people's line of sight only saw the feet of this extraordinary person, and their divine sense had completely lost its effect under this person's oppressive aura.

  "Go out... scatter ancient maps... lead souls into the city..."

  Two people's minds simultaneously echoed with a voice.

  Then space twisted, and the two were thrown out like trash...

  Thunderbolt!!!!!

  Without looking around at the surroundings, a blue sky blade fell from the void and hit Ding Yan's head, directly knocking him into the sea.

  The nineteen scattered immortals' calamity has finally come to an end.