Chapter 5: The Duel Between the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon and the Ancestral Witch's Seal

  Yang Le's body was covered in icy scales, his hands grasping the remaining fourteen scarlet fruits. He arrived at the edge of the cold pool and stuffed them into his mouth with lightning speed, awkwardly accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream as he jumped into the cold pool.

  Only to see the pond water constantly bubbling, the water level of the cold pond dropping at a visible speed, in an instant, the dense water vapor filled the entire cave and kept surging towards the entrance.

  At this moment, Yang Le's intense consciousness seemed to smell the taste of death, with a high temperature that could melt copper and iron, and his proud body, comparable to titanium alloy, was also slowly melting under such high heat.

  Feeling the energy within him rapidly depleting, watching as the pool's edge grew farther and farther away, his body continuously sinking, Yang Le endured inhuman agony, just thinking about taking out the Frost Eye Cold Ice Scale Snake meat from his body to replenish his energy, but unexpectedly, a scorching heat suddenly burst forth, and Yang Le fell into endless darkness.

  Yang Le's body continued to sink in the cold pool, and when it sank more than thirty feet underwater, the melting speed of his body, which was ten times harder than copper skin and iron bones, slowed down. After dropping another hundred feet, Yang Le's body no longer dissolved, but instead wrapped itself in a layer of thin ice.

  When he reached the bottom of the pool, Yang Le had been wrapped in a thick layer of ice four feet thick. The bottom of the pool was not large, only about ten or so square meters, and at this bottom of the pool, which was over a thousand meters away from the mouth of the pool, there was icy water that could be compared to the cold iron of the deep sea, and it should have been a dark and quiet place devoid of life.

  On the contrary, the entire bottom of the pool was filled with metal blocks that shone like purple gold in the dark, countless fist-sized ones and several football-sized ones. A small dog-sized snow-white ice silkworm was crawling towards Yang Le not far away.

  However, Yang Le's body is not so optimistic now. His skin and flesh have been severely damaged by the cold water, with a large portion of his skin and flesh being corroded away. His entire body is like molten iron, bright red and translucent, and you can see the blood flowing rapidly throughout his body, losing some of its luster and withering with each circulation. A faint purple-gold light flashes through his blood, so fast that it's hard to tell if it's an illusion.

  This is, Yang Le discovered that he was in a strange space, this space looked endless and infinite, but it was too desolate. Yang Le didn't know how long he had been walking in this unknown space, he remembered that he fainted after eating the Red Flame Fruit, how did he end up here?

  "Ahhh", a roar that shook the entire space, accompanied by an unimaginable sense of oppression. Yang Le felt a noble and majestic aura rushing towards him, as if interrogating his humble self, making himself feel inferior, and filling his heart with reverence.

  Yang Le endured the unbearable feeling, and then saw a billion-zhang-long nine-clawed golden dragon covering half of the sky, flying rapidly towards him. Its head was like a camel's, its horns were like a deer's, its eyes were like a rabbit's, it had tiger-like whiskers on its mouth, a pearl under its forehead, ears like a cow's, a neck like a snake's, a belly like a chameleon's, scales like a carp's, claws like an eagle's, and palms like a tiger's. Its body was like a snake's, its legs were like a lizard's, and it had a fish-like tail.

  Before he could even describe the shock and excitement of seeing this living embodiment of the Chinese dragon, another deafening roar shook the air, and a gigantic figure with a golden scaly body, a gold snake piercing its left ear, and two golden dragons under its feet, rushed towards him. Its face was human-like, but its body was that of a tiger, with wings sprouting from its shoulders. The mountains along its path were like anthills, unable to withstand the shockwaves caused by its footsteps, which felt like billions of tons of pressure. They cracked and collapsed one after another, causing deep chasms to spread in all directions.

  This was none other than the legendary Western Golden Ancestor, Ji Zong.

  Two ancient gods of Chinese mythology clashed, starting a battle that would destroy the heavens and earth. The nine-clawed dragon god opened its mouth and spat out a stream of water, formed from the essence of the stars, the true water of the Taiyin, and the Nine Springs of the Underworld, which shot towards the location of Cangjie, hundreds of thousands of miles away. Cangjie let out a loud cry, causing the primordial energy of heaven and earth to surge violently within a hundred thousand mile radius, suddenly forming a gigantic shield made of golden spiritual energy that blocked the stream of water. The shield was rapidly being corroded.

  Then, the space within a hundred million miles suddenly appeared with billions of sharp instruments like spears and arrows, not knives or swords, tearing through the air in an instant to appear before the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon. The sound of clashing echoed incessantly, accompanied by pained howls. Many scales were shattered, golden blood splattered everywhere, and the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon was enraged. Suddenly, dark clouds filled the sky, thunder rumbled, and a fierce storm swept in. Glaring with red eyes, it let out a deafening roar, and two dazzling crimson lights shot out from its eyes like lightning, ignoring the giant shield's defense and striking Cui Shou's head.

  A sudden surge of turmoil swept through the air, and a massive shadow descended. Even the indestructible body of the Ancestor Witch retreated hundreds of miles, its chest throbbing with intense pain. The violent aura of the Ancestor Witch shot up into the sky, shattering the giant shield and charging straight at the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon. The dragon did not dodge or yield, and the two ancient gods clashed in close combat. The space around them shattered, the winds howled, and the primordial energy went berserk. Towering mountain peaks tens of thousands of meters high and vast mountain ranges stretching for millions of miles were reduced to dust in the aftermath of the terrifying battle.

  Yang Le was already shouting miserably as they fought, thinking of running away with his legs, when the fierce gale suddenly enveloped him like a blanket. Desperately closing his eyes to await death, unexpectedly his body felt no pain, and opening his eyes again, his body seemed illusory, the fierce gale passing through it without any effect. Yang Le put down the worry in his heart, staring blankly at the rare battle of the century, yet completely unaware that his physical body was facing a huge crisis.

  Yang Le's body was wrapped in a layer of ice, his transparent body glowing red, his blood boiling and churning, rushing through his veins at high speed. A purple-gold light mixed with the glow, gradually growing stronger as it engulfed everything around him. Wherever it passed, skin, flesh, and bones withered away. If no other energy was absorbed to supplement this trend, it would be difficult to escape disaster.

  "Boom!" "Crack!", two loud explosions sounded, and Jiuzhao Shenlong took advantage of Zu Wu's inattention, spitting out a five-colored dragon pearl that fell onto Zu Wu's back like stars. Even the indestructible body of Zu Wu, comparable to a pre-heavenly spiritual treasure, couldn't help but have its skin torn open, flesh bursting, and blood flowing like a river.

  The golden cage of a million miles in diameter suddenly enveloped the two great gods, with countless knives, arrows, spears, halberds, and swords condensed from the golden attribute spirit energy, densely firing like a stormy rain. The entire cage burst out with dazzling golden light, the sound of clashing metal echoed incessantly, and the angry roars and mournful wails continued to resound throughout the space.

  Suddenly, a transcendent axe shadow that shattered all restraints and pierced through everything like the sky and earth cracking open, shot out into the distance. Wherever it passed, space was fragmented and annihilated, tearing apart a hundred miles wide, billions of miles long, and infinitely deep black void. The entire space was like spider silk, shattering and splitting everywhere. The ground cracked, volcanoes erupted, as if it were the end of the world. The massive golden cage shattered, revealing Ancestral Witch Guan's collection, holding a giant golden axe, while the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon was split into several segments. Yang Le was now staring at all this with his mouth agape in incredulity, but Ancestral Witch Guan turned around and stared straight at Yang Le. Before he could react, Ancestral Witch Guan transformed into a beam of light that shot directly into Yang Le's brow, causing his brain to ache violently, and Yang Le fainted once again.

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