Chapter 0010: The Immortal Battlefield

Su Tong looked up at the sky, where a towering black tower stood majestically, its smooth surface reflecting the light, resembling a sharp sword piercing through the clouds, with its tip continuously spewing yellow sand that filled the air

The sound of gasps filled the air immediately.

Going home, I want to go home, my mother is still waiting for me. In a daze, Su Tong once again saw the flower-patterned bed sheet fluttering on the balcony, and tears immediately blurred the corners of her eyes

After a brief moment of casting the spell, the awe-inspiring golden light that surrounded Jun Yan gradually dissipated. However, Jun Yan, who typically does not regard anything as a challenge, furrowed his brows.

The terrifying pressure emanating from the magical artifacts detonated by these desperate outlaws is precisely the source that has caused Su Tong's ribs to fracture and resulted in her continuous spitting of blood

The number of people he has killed alone is likely greater than the total of everyone present. Such a heavy aura of murderous intent, combined with his innate air of disdain, is sufficient to intimidate the entire assembly

Indeed, look at the woman beside him, with bright eyes and pearly teeth; she must be the first beauty of the Little Penglai Fairyland, Yue Xiqing! I have heard before that Jun Yan and Yue Xiqing are a couple; wherever there is Yue Xiqing, there is surely Jun Yan.

Deng, deng, deng

Unbeknownst to them, danger lurked outside the tower. Many of the immortals who had stepped out of the tower, joyfully examining the treasures in their hands, were suddenly struck down by a sword, killed on the spot, their heads, which fell to the sandy ground, still bearing a smile.

Outside the tower, thousands of immortals densely surrounded it, all wielding weapons. They faced the sand-spewing exit at the top of the black tower, and as soon as anyone appeared from the sand spout, they would surge forward, striking with swift blades and arrows to kill the person, seizing a fist-sized cloud of five colorful mists from their body

At the moment she was intently gazing at the celestial battle in the sky, a dazzling burst of light suddenly erupted from the sand-spewing mouth of the tall tower

Upon learning that the one who obtained the precious treasure was Jun Yan, the foremost disciple of the Eastern King of the Purple Mansion, even those beast-controlling immortals who had cast covetous glances at the enormous five colorful clouds behind Jun Yan immediately retracted their greedy thoughts and silently lowered their heads

Jun Yan dragged the five colorful clouds, and the mist had instantly rushed thousands of miles away. However, just as he was about to summon his flying sword to leave this sandy planet, his hand that was drawing the sword suddenly halted above the hilt.

It is truly disheartening

The Great Prophecy Technique is one of the most esteemed divine arts of the Eastern King of the Purple Mansion. It is said to be able to divine the causes and future outcomes. I never expected that Brother Jun could use it so effortlessly now; he is truly a once-in-a-thousand-years prodigy

Yue Xiqing was taken aback and immediately retreated ten meters at a rapid pace, her heart pounding, unable to stop at all.

The calm footsteps approached from afar, striking the heart, until a man emerged from the sandblasting area, at which point the crisp sound of his steps coincided with his upright figure

Jun Yan did not respond; he simply closed his eyes, seemingly reciting a silent incantation. Just as his thin lips parted slightly, beams of golden light suddenly descended from the heavens, illuminating the front, back, left, and right.

The man was dragging behind him a mist of five colorful clouds that was nearly as tall as he was, with dazzling light emanating from within the massive cloud. Compared to this ancestor of the five colorful clouds, the previous attempts by others to seize the colorful mist were nothing short of the actions of their grandchildren.

It is evident that the raiders outside the tower, unable to enter the Black Tower yet desiring the five colorful clouds mist that can only be obtained within, have formed groups of three to five, creating an impenetrable net of robbery in the sky

Jun Yan! It is Jun Yan!

Apart from those in the Purple Mansion who know how to mitigate the backlash from using the Great Prophecy Technique, if we inadvertently come into contact with that golden light, the tribulation thunder's might will increase a hundredfold in the future. After all, this is a divine technique that defies the heavens, a matter of fate... How could it allow others to easily perceive and alter it?

It was originally necessary to bring the colorful mist back to the Purple Mansion at the first opportunity, as this item cannot be stored in a storage bag, which is quite troublesome. However, an unexpected situation has arisen now

The woman in the yellow gauze was untouched by any bloodstains, and with a faint smile, she captivated all those around her. Amidst the admiration of the crowd, she gently leaned closer to the man beside her, slightly raising her chin as if to acknowledge the discussions of those around her

What a handsome man

Su Tong lay on the gravel, gazing at Jun Yan's silhouette with a silent sigh. In a world where there are insignificant ants like herself who are constantly looked down upon, there must inevitably exist a noble and radiant sun that everyone must look up to

"Brother Jun, what is the matter?" The voice of Yue Xiqing, who had remained silent, was exceptionally melodious

The Purple Mansion, with its overwhelming power, is not something they can provoke, and they are even less able to contend with the Purple Mansion's foremost disciple, whose strength is unfathomable! That is a renowned prodigy, and the number of strong opponents who have fallen beneath Jun Yan's sword is countless. To challenge him? That is akin to seeking death!

It was only when someone pointed it out that everyone noticed a stunning beauty beside the man

Damn it, why is it that pervert Jun Yan?

This black tower clearly only permits disciples at the Qi Condensation stage to enter, so why is Jun Yan able to enter? Could it be that he is still at the Qi Condensation stage?

The intricate and obscure characters in the golden light seem to possess life, rolling and floating up and down, emanating a sense of sacredness that compels one to kneel in reverence

"Do nobility and high officials have any inherent superiority? As long as I am given an opportunity to become stronger, one day I too can walk freely across the heavens and the earth like that man!"

It is truly a case of comparison among people, which can be infuriating

There are also those who are valiant and fierce, having anticipated the murderous intent outside the tower after jumping out from the sand-spewing mouth of wwwhetushucom. Thus, they desperately unleashed various magical treasures and illusions, fighting their way through the crowd with a bloody path, heavily injured and surrounded by five colorful clouds, staggering as they fled into the distance

Jun Yan turned to face Yue Xiqing, raising his thick eyebrows, and said lightly: "Miss Yue, please return to Little Penglai first. I still have some matters to attend to here."

This young man appears quite youthful, yet his confident gaze makes it unwise to hastily judge his age. His thick eyebrows arch sharply towards his temples, as fierce as a blade, but even more striking than his brow is his pair of bright, piercing eyes. When they lightly sweep over the heads of the crowd, they immediately cause hearts to race and weapons to tremble in hand

At this moment, however, no one dared to step forward to seize the treasure behind the man, for the man was completely soaked in blood, his black clothing thoroughly drenched. Some bloodstains had long since dried, appearing dark in color, while others were still fresh, gently dripping a thin stream.

Such indifference suggests that his relationship with Yue Xiqing is not as others have speculated

Regardless of what calculations occupy the minds of the crowd, none dare to display their thoughts on their faces

Falling into the desert of yellow sand, Su Tong was already very familiar with this feeling of nausea caused by being shaken in the strong wind. With her eyes closed, she used the head of the big yellow dog to block her mouth, and with a thud, Su Tong rolled down into a mound of sand.

Gripping the yellow sand beside him tightly, the gravel and the picture book were soaked in Su Tong's blood, forming clumps of reddish-brown mud that oozed out between his fingers

She wanted to stand up, but could only lie on her back, spitting blood. She felt that the gravity here was completely different from that of Earth. Lying on the sand, it felt as if a great mountain was pressing down on her chest, and her bones emitted a cracking sound as if they were about to break.

The dazzling light of the extraordinary treasure suddenly caused all the immortals, who were fighting fiercely in the sky battlefield, to cease their battles and gaze up in anticipation

The dried blood had almost crusted over her eyelids, and she tightly clenched her fists, using the pain from her nails to maintain her last semblance of clarity. Although she knew that the chance of being rescued was even slimmer than the likelihood of Bai Mei accidentally choking to death while drinking water, she simply could not swallow her pride

As she thought this, Yue Xiqing's gaze towards Jun Yan grew increasingly fervent and admiring, her heart yearning to understand why Jun Yan had suddenly halted his steps to examine the heavenly secrets.

Hahaha! Hahaha! How ridiculous! The battlefield is at least a thousand meters away from me, and I can't even see a person's face clearly. Yet, I am supposed to be killed by the aftershock. Is there a more foolish way to die?

Only the sound of rustling movement could be heard as the crowd spontaneously made way for Jun Yan, parting to create a wide avenue. With eyes filled with absolute deference, they watched as Jun Yan, dragging a large piece of colorful cloud mist, departed leisurely.

Great Prophecy Technique

The chief disciple of the Purple Mansion, Jun Yan! Someone suddenly called out, recognizing the identity of the man, which immediately caused an uproar among the crowd