Chapter 138: The Heaven-War Seal

“Rumble!”

Within the enigmatic and unfathomable Well of Gods and Demons, an endless storm raged like an ancient beast unleashed upon the world.

The entire subterranean ruin trembled with an apocalyptic terror, all stemming from the blood-red mountain wall where a shadow was bound by black iron chains.

Beneath the mountain wall, Luo Hao’s heart pounded wildly, nearly bursting from his chest. The chaotic light clinging to his body flickered restlessly. He was too stunned to speak—there truly existed ancient gods and demons who had endured the passage of time to live into the present era.

The figure on the mountain wall was wild-haired and gaunt to the point of skin and bones, resembling a spectral demon. Black iron chains pierced through its limbs, binding it tightly to the rock face...

Fraurol glanced at Jiang Ming, then at the smug Rex. He snorted coldly, shouted to his subordinates, and charged toward Jiang Ming, wielding a greatsword and shield.

Inside the palace hovering above the Trial Grounds, several people exchanged glances and let out bitter smiles.

“Just being alive is enough. Sister Liu, you should go ahead. Don’t worry about me,” Mu Kerou said, unable to fathom how things had come to this.

Only a madman would commit such an act—a reckless sacrifice that harms oneself as much as the enemy. Few would burn their own blood unless driven to utter desperation.

Xing’er looked down on Qing Kuang’s troubles with disdain. Had her master become dull in reincarnation? Xing’er resolved to strive harder, to make her master as clever as before. Yes, that’s right. With silent determination, Xing’er cast a glance at Qing Kuang.

Because of their contract, Qing Kuang’s strength had just ascended from the peak of the Lord Monarch stage to the initial Emperor stage, while Long Teng had advanced to the High Beast Emperor rank.

“Hmph!” Lu Bu stepped forward and slammed his foot onto the ground. In an instant, the earth shook, mountains trembled, and a fierce aura swept forward, forcefully pushing back Liu Mingke, Liu Dengjun, and the other members of the Liu Jin clan.

Han Feidao declared with grandeur, and the mighty general laughed heartily, saying, “You? You’re not even qualified to spar with me. White-clad one, he’s yours.” Then he whispered a few words to the masked man dressed in white beside him.

Many had once been stronger than him, many had tried to crush him, yet in the end, he was the one who emerged victorious.

Hu Cheng broke out in cold sweat under her gaze and forced himself to say, “Uh, well, if you insist on interpreting it that way, I suppose it’s not wrong.”

Nature creates the Bagua for a reason. Just as where venomous snakes dwell, within a hundred meters there will always be herbs to counter their poison. All things are born to nurture and restrain each other.

Upon hearing her grandfather call it the Soul Cleansing River, which could purify one’s soul, Qilonghai wasted no time. Tossing off his clothes, he dove down like a fish and in an instant reached the opposite shore.

“You can come with me first. If we ever go there, I’ll help you look for your mother,” Li Mu comforted him.

“Don’t come any closer! If you take another step, I swear I’ll really strike!” With every step Su Chenyang took forward, the smiling tiger instinctively retreated. Behind him, the cold rock face warned him—there was no escape in this valley surrounded by mountains on all sides.

But just as he reached the back of the hall and before he could enter, under the sudden surge of Zheng Zhiyang’s overwhelming aura, he was forcibly overwhelmed and lost consciousness.

“This treasure concerns the fate of the nation; we must keep it secret. But on the other hand, we still need to find out its location—it also involves my mother’s life,” came the urgent message.

The earth-shattering roar alone sent Chu Yuan’s whole body trembling. Before he could react, the black mist that had been far off suddenly surged forward like lightning.

“Who’s there?” Chaozi spun around abruptly, but no one was behind him. Looking again, the ghostly lantern that had floated above the grave mound was now at his feet.

“Don’t be afraid. Cooperate with me, and we’ll get out of here smoothly,” Su Chenyang said without further explanation, summoning Wu Yue at will.

After Qian Menglian was released, she lost her balance and suddenly fell to the ground. At the same time, the Imperial Guards surged toward them from all directions.