In the third chapter, the prophecy of the dragon tattoo is fulfilled, and the five yang fire elements truly repay their gratitude

When the sound of 'ding' rang out, the thin, dark-skinned man felt a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth, and the copper bell had already slipped from his grasp. As he attempted to reach out to retrieve it, he noticed that his hand was covered in blood, and the pain intensified.

It is precisely because he has completely lost his sense of proportion that these three swords aimed at the Earth Ugly are almost delivered with all his strength, striking with unparalleled swiftness. Therefore, although there are three swords, only a single resounding "clang" can be heard, as one sword strikes the left arm, another the right leg, and the last one the lower abdomen of the Earth Ugly.

After a morning has passed, he has repeated this sentence in his mind countless times. Yet it is also the best reflection of his current mood

What happened

You speak of demons and monsters, and mention sorcery and witchcraft; can you not see that my magic originates from the true teachings of the world's profound sects

Monster! Jiang Heng drew the long sword from his back: "Receive my sword!"

Jiang Heng did not pause, swiftly thrusting his long sword, striking against the two fireballs. The fireballs, upon impact, burst with a "pop," instantly dissipating into smoke and clouds

Yuan Zhen nodded. With Jiang Heng's support, he was able to stretch his legs to the ground, alleviating Jiang Heng's burden. The two of them dashed forward without looking back. After a while, seeing no signs of anyone pursuing them from behind, they finally felt a bit more relaxed, but still did not dare to stop, continuously running deeper into the woods

Jiang Heng quickly tore off his outer clothing a few times, and fortunately, he acted swiftly, avoiding any injury to his skin. However, his hair was a tangled mess, his face flushed red, and he looked quite disheveled. At this point, he was truly enraged and, seeing Yuan Zhen wanting to leave yet staying behind, he assumed Yuan was deliberately lingering to watch the spectacle. With a flick of his sword, he pointed and said: "Is there any other trick? If this is all you can do, let me tell you, you are finished"

Although Jiang Heng was unaware of the formidable power of this bell sound, he instinctively activated his internal energy to protect himself. However, while he was focused on resisting the bell sound, the sound of the bronze gong rang out once more, striking with a sharp "clang," as if it were directly hitting his heart.

Although Yuan Zhen's fireball attack could not harm him, after a few moves, the long sword in Jiang Heng's hand was glowing red, and the heat gradually reached the hilt. A glance revealed Yuan Zhen's left hand moving, as fireballs the size of eggs erupted in a dazzling display. Jiang Heng was taken aback, and with a swift dance of his long sword, he wove a net of blades to protect himself, moving his feet to circle around Yuan Zhen continuously. A glance revealed Yuan Zhen's left hand moving, as fireballs the size of eggs erupted in a dazzling display. Jiang Heng was taken aback, and with a swift dance of his long sword, he wove a net of blades to protect himself, moving his feet to circle around Yuan Zhen continuously

Even without any unfathomable mystical power, Jiang Heng's sword strike possesses a speed and force that are rare in the world, not to mention its considerable accuracy. The lean, dark-skinned man could hardly have anticipated that, under the joint assault of the two of them, someone would be able to mount such a counterattack. Startled, he had no time to react and could only hurriedly turn the mouth of the copper bell in his hand towards the incoming sword, hoping to block it. The lean, dark-skinned man could hardly have anticipated that, under the joint assault of the two of them, someone would be able to mount such a counterattack. Startled, he had no time to react and could only hurriedly turn the mouth of the copper bell in his hand towards the incoming sword, hoping to block it.

At that moment, with a loud rumble, two figures emerged from the collapsed pavilion. Jiang Heng was startled and saw that these two figures appeared from the place where the ground had cracked, suggesting they were likely from the same group as him. To avoid being caught off guard by the enemy, he thrust his long sword forward and rushed towards the two individuals.

Don't look anymore, hurry up and go

With a thud, the boulder struck the ground, scattering a few fragments of stone. As it rolled down the slope, it kicked up a cloud of dust, resembling a wailing yellow dragon.

Hurry up

Do not get distracted! The lean, dark-skinned man quickly warned as Jiang Heng leaped towards him.

"If you want me to believe your words, so be it." Jiang Heng made up his mind

Jiang Heng was taken aback and quickly leaped backward. Grabbing the collar with his left hand, he pulled outward, tearing off the burning clothes. Yuan Zhen laughed heartily, just about to take the opportunity to leave, when his gaze inadvertently glanced at Jiang Heng's chest. To his surprise, with just that fleeting glance, his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, rendering him momentarily unable to move.

How utterly unreasonable!

Jiang Heng thought: "Hmm, these people are quite skilled at long-range attacks, but they are more troublesome in close combat." Although he had grasped a bit of the situation, the circumstances had become unfavorable, and he could not stay for long. He hung his sword at his waist, bent down to embrace Yuan Zhen, and fled.

Jiang Heng quickly disregarded the two strange individuals, rolled on the ground, picked up the long sword, and directly struck at the back of the Earth Ugly. The Earth Ugly, startled, turned around and countered with a shovel. Jiang Heng ducked and evaded, delivering a kick to his ankle. The Earth Ugly, in pain, stumbled back a few steps.

Jiang Heng was puzzled and said, "Can this also be considered a weapon?"

Jiang Heng was about to say, "This bead is not that small," when he saw Yuan Zhenjiang's hand clench and then release. The bead and the illustration suddenly transformed according to his gesture, becoming larger than a duck egg.

He was filled with doubts and was quite agitated. Seeing Yuan Zhen's figure gradually receding, he thought to himself: "Alright, I will follow you and see what exactly you are up to."

What? He had no time to react; his right hand continued its sword strike. He merely raised his left arm to shield his eyes while simultaneously channeling his internal energy to protect the vital points of his body. In an instant, he felt his body growing increasingly hot, and before long, with a loud bang, his clothes suddenly caught fire

Then... this is not a dream

Yuan Zhen Dao: "The Fire Feather Phoenix Pearl, entirely crystalline and pure, devoid of any trace of malevolence, emits a flame that is the true fire of the Five Suns. How can it be considered a form of evil magic?"

However, Jiang Heng seized the opportunity; the speed of his leap was no less than that of the long sword he had just thrown. The lean, dark-skinned man, having just experienced that moment, realized that it was not a spell he was using, but the strength was astonishing. Concerned that the rugged man would be unable to withstand it, he clasped his left hand's index and middle fingers together and shouted, "Freeze! Freeze!"

Yet, despite the lack of confidence, the sword in hand did not slow down in the slightest. Soon, the two men could be heard shouting, "Draw your weapons! Fighting barehanded is not a match for him!"

Jiang Heng had encountered the Red Sheep cultists and had previously employed this tactic. At that time, he struck one of them, rendering him momentarily immobile, which hindered their offensive. However, in a twist of irony, just as he shouted "Stop" from the pavilion, it collapsed with a loud crash.

In the martial arts world, there are indeed those who use musical instruments and sound as means of attack, but compared to the two individuals before him, the level of skill is vastly different. Jiang Heng has never encountered such opponents before, and his several offensive attempts were interrupted by the sounds of bells and gongs, leaving him momentarily flustered.

The Daoist Master only said that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed, stating that I am a fated person, and as long as I wait here, I will surely meet the Fourth Prince. Now that the Daoist Master's prophecy has come true, he did not mention that the Fourth Prince does not believe me. Yuan Zhen muttered to himself, saying: "You are the Fourth Prince, that is absolutely certain. Because the Daoist Master once described your characteristics to me in detail."

Jiang Heng turned back and looked, feeling alarmed in his heart: "What is this thing?"

Wait! The secret words of Yuan Zhen echoed once again behind his ear: "Do not go, you are a treasure of a thousand golds, absolutely do not take risks"

Suddenly, both individuals had something extra in their hands. Jiang Heng looked around; on his left was a rugged-looking man holding a bronze gong and a mallet, while on his right was a dark-skinned thin man holding a large bronze bell with a handle.

Yin... Yuan Zhen was quite surprised, so he resorted to the same trick again and shot out several fireballs. However, this time they came one after another, making a half-circle to strike at his right rear. Jiang Heng, feeling helpless, had no choice but to turn around and counterattack. He held his sword with both hands, raised it in front of him, and cleaved through all the fireballs flying towards him one by one

Jiang Heng became increasingly astonished. He had clearly spoken up at that time, vowing to help him fulfill his unfinished wishes. If all of this was indeed his last wish, then there would be nothing to complain about.

Hello! What are you doing

The two individuals took their seats. Yuan Zhen then said: "Yuan Zhen, acting on the orders of the esteemed Daoist, has specially come to Yangjiao Mountain to receive the Fourth Prince. Heaven does not disappoint those who are diligent; after waiting for more than three months, I have finally awaited your arrival"

Jiang Heng wielded his sword in this manner, which consumed a considerable amount of internal energy. After approximately half a stick of incense had passed, signs of fatigue began to show. However, he was unaware that Yuan Zhen's exertion was equally taxing on his mental faculties. Fearing that any moment of relaxation would allow an opportunity for his opponent to exploit, he gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength.

In fact, the situation is even worse than being deaf. There is a copper bell known as the "Brain Piercing Bell." The practitioner only needs to combine their own magical power, shaking the bell while reciting incantations. With just ten chimes, it can make a person restless and uneasy; within a hundred chimes, it can cause dizziness and disorientation; if it reaches a thousand chimes, it can easily lead to loss of consciousness, resulting in permanent insanity, and in severe cases, it can perforate the eardrum, causing the brain to split and death.

Zou? Jiang Heng fundamentally could not understand what was happening. To ask him to just escape like this was truly something he could not convince himself to do. Moreover, he had gained fame early on, and many would flee at the mere mention of his name; it had never been the case that he would be the one to escape. Especially now, when he had not even seen what the person approaching looked like, asking him to turn and run was simply impossible for him.

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I understand... Jiang Heng said: "Can you still walk on your feet? If you can hold on with your feet a bit longer, I can take you and run faster!"

Jiang Heng's thoughts stirred, and with a turn of his body, he launched a direct attack on Yuan Zhen's right side. Seeing that Jiang Heng was relentless, Yuan Zhen could not help but become furious, shouting: "Alright, then don't blame me!"

"Stop pretending to be confused..." The strange person known as Di Chou cackled and pointed at Jiang Heng, saying: "Is he the Fourth Prince?"

Knowing that the Earth Ugly would not stand idly by, he turned his wrist, and the shovel head flipped over. Strangely, the shovel head suddenly became two to three times its original size. The Earth Ugly held it in his hand and used it as a fan. With a strong sweep, the flames paused for a moment and retreated two feet.

Jiang Heng does not take this so-called "body worth a thousand gold" to heart at all; on the contrary, he finds it an insult. Ignoring it completely, he swiftly strikes with his sword, delivering a double-edged attack!

Oh my, you are bleeding!" exclaimed the rugged man beside her, unable to contain his voice.

Jiang Heng draped his outer garment over himself, carrying Yuan Zhen on his back. He secretly extended his left little finger and lightly grazed the blade of the sword. As the saying goes, "the ten fingers are connected to the heart"; although this action was gentle, Jiang Heng could still feel a slight sting.

"Bah! Only monsters can wield demonic arts. What kind of legitimate sect in this world can set a person ablaze while keeping them silent? This is all just your sleight of hand; I will not be fooled!"

Who is Jiang Heng? As soon as he approached you, holding a bronze hammer and a bronze gong, how could he be struck? With a loud "bang," that rugged man received a blow to his waist, causing him to loosen his grip, and the bronze gong and hammer flew out of his hands

As the ropes binding Jiang Heng and the sword were burned along with his clothing, he had no choice but to carry the sword and proceed

Yuan Zhen did not respond, but to himself he said: "No wonder the Fire Feather Phoenix Pearl's flames cannot harm you..." Suddenly recalling something, he took a step forward, knelt on one knee, and said: "Yuan Zhen, with eyes that fail to recognize Mount Tai, did not know that you are the Fourth Prince. I have been most disrespectful; please forgive me"

Alright, but be careful; that is my magical artifact cultivated over many years

"Jiang Heng, stop!" Yuan Zhen did not wait for Jiang Heng to approach; with a flick of his left hand, two fireballs the size of fists shot out, heading straight for Jiang Heng.

The visitor possesses considerable skill; we cannot withstand it. It is better to leave quickly!

Jiang Heng shouted, "What other sorcery or witchcraft do you have? Feel free to unleash it."

The two individuals exclaimed "Eh" and hurriedly jumped back. One of them said, "Wasn't it said that the Fourth Prince is just a wet-behind-the-ears kid? Why does he look so old?"

If it were said that Jiang Heng's palm sent Yuan Zhen flying away, or conversely, that he himself was knocked to his knees by Yuan Zhen, Jiang Heng would not have been so surprised. He merely saw Yuan Zhen wave his hands, and his body unexpectedly lifted off the ground, drifting to the left for over ten feet.

As the dust settled before him, Jiang Heng saw a strange figure over eight feet tall, with long arms and short legs, a thin upper body and a stout lower body, and a hairless head, squinting with small eyes fixed intently on him

Jiang Heng took it in hand and then saw clearly that the bead was not black, but a very deep crimson color. Its surface was perfectly round and smooth, without any blemishes, and even had a slight transparency. Initially, it felt warm to the touch, and after a while, it subtly radiated heat. Weighing it in his palm, it felt quite substantial.

Are you saying that our ugly boss made a mistake? Be careful with your words... Oh, good lad, that sword is so fast...

Jiang Heng has learned that from now on, he will no longer judge everything based on his own common sense. Upon seeing the ugly figure, he suddenly recalled something and thought to himself: "Could it be that you two are also impervious to blades and bullets?" Enduring the annoying noise, he raised his long sword, with the tip pointed forward, and forcefully threw it at the thin, dark figure.

It is truly a case of a scholar encountering a soldier, where reason cannot be articulated clearly. If it were not for the fact that you saved me... Forget it, I do not wish to be entangled in this futile matter, wasting time here. I will take my leave first; you should take care of yourself.

"Counterattack, quickly counterattack!" Jiang Heng stepped forward, his hands striking like the wind, and in an instant, the entire force of his palm enveloped Yuan Zhen.

Just as he was thinking, he saw the rugged man pick up a bronze hammer and strike it against the bronze gong. With a resounding "clang," Jiang Heng felt as if that blow had struck right at his heart, causing a momentary tightness in his chest

Yuan Zhen greeted Jiang Heng, and both Tu and Shu leaped out of the pavilion together. At that moment, with a thunderous sound, a mass of something burst forth from beneath the pavilion. In an instant, earth and stones flew, and the pillars collapsed, destroying the pavilion

The ugly man stared blankly at him, bursting into laughter. With a swift turn of the round shovel, he struck towards him. Yuan Zhen rushed over from the side, shouting loudly, as the Fire Feather Phoenix Pearl in his hand emitted a blinding flash of fire, heading straight for the ugly man.

Only then did Yuan Zhen swipe his palm near his mouth, and when he spread it out before Jiang Heng, a bead the size of a thumb had already appeared in the center of his palm

When Jiang Heng saw him rushing over, he moved his long sword in his hand, ready to thrust forward. Unexpectedly, he suddenly knelt down, and the sword, halfway through the motion, came to a halt, the force not released, and said: "I am not any of the four princes; you have mistaken me."

Damn it, I must be dreaming

Yuan Zhen remained undaunted, taking two steps forward, and with a push of his right palm, the flames surged fiercely as he advanced once more. The local villain resorted to his old tricks, fanning the flames several times, but the effect was not as potent as before. It was evident that he remained calm and unhurried, turning the shovel head around to block. The fiery tongues directly sprayed onto the shovel face, scattering apart; although they could not reach him, the intense heat still prevented him from escaping.

However, ever since the cave in Yangjiao Mountain awakened, it seems as though the world has transformed entirely. Aside from the insects, fish, birds, and trees, the mountains, rivers, and clouds remain as they always were. Yet, the things he was once most familiar with and adept at have all changed. If it were not for his high level of internal energy, which allows him to withstand the shocks, he would likely have gone mad in less than half a day.

"I am blocking the way, you should hurry and leave!" The voice of Yuan Zhen echoed in Jiang Heng's ears. Turning his head to look, he saw Yuan Zhen staring at the ugly figure on the ground, remaining silent.

"Stop the nonsense and just keep typing." The thin, dark-skinned man continued to shake his hand, casting a cold glance at Jiang Heng. Jiang Heng felt uncomfortable under his gaze, which suddenly reminded him of Yuan Zhen. Turning his head, he saw that Yuan Zhen and Di Chou were still locked in a standoff over there, their expressions unchanged from before.

Yuan Zhen swiftly rose to his feet, slightly lowered his head, and employed his unique skill of non-verbal communication, saying: "This is not a place for conversation; I know a suitable location." He took off his outer garment and handed it to Jiang Heng, simultaneously giving a knowing glance, then turned and led the way.

Yuan Zhen Dao: "The Fourth Prince need not worry, I will take you to meet someone who is responsible for assisting me. Perhaps with more people around, you will feel more at ease."

Yuan Zhen's emotions remained unmoved. He wore a face full of astonishment and suspicion, taking two steps forward, and stammered, "You... you this... you this..."

What exactly do you want to do

In that moment of hesitation, a massive boulder soared into the air and fell towards the heads of the two individuals. Given the size and weight of the boulder, the force with which it descended was unimaginable. The two quickly dodged to the side and fled.

Ah ... this ...

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Heng saw a red light emanating from Yuan Zhen's right hand, which suddenly struck towards him. Jiang Heng was unable to evade in time and was hit squarely.

In fact, Jiang Heng does not entirely disbelieve Yuan Zhen's words. Especially since the young prince he protects happens to be the fourth son of the late emperor. Moreover, the strange occurrences before his death, along with every word he had spoken, now seem to send chills down his spine when compared.

"Did you eavesdrop on our conversation?" Yuan Zhen frowned and asked, "How long have you been hiding under the pavilion?"

Such an object, neither gold nor jade, and not something like a shell or pearl, is clearly extraordinary. Not to mention that it can change size and emit flames. Jiang Heng held it in his hands, and without realizing it, his palms began to sweat slightly, momentarily lost in thought

For some unknown reason, Jiang Heng was able to advance without any hindrance this time, directly rushing to the left side of the burly man. Although the burly man had an impressive physique, he likely lacked experience in close combat. Upon seeing Jiang Heng so close to him, he became flustered and began to clumsily strike the bronze gong.

Jiang Heng observed that the two individuals were conversing while evading each other. Although their expressions appeared somewhat flustered, their movements were not particularly urgent. Throughout the day, he had encountered skilled opponents, yet he could not discern the true capabilities of his adversaries. This left him feeling a loss of confidence in his martial arts, which he had always prided himself on.

You are ugly; I have no grievances with you in the past, nor any enmity recently. Why are you being so excessively aggressive!

This seemed to put Yuan Zhen in quite a difficult position, while Jiang Heng appeared indifferent, saying nothing and merely watching with wide eyes

You see, if I strike this 'Heartbreaking Bell' a few more times, this kid will be done for

Yuan Zhen suddenly shouted, "Fire https://m.hetushucom.com come!" Almost simultaneously, Jiang Heng felt a surge of heat enveloping him, a sense of oppression in his chest, and was caught in a moment of confusion. Suddenly, a bright flame erupted before his eyes. Jiang Heng shouted in alarm and leaped back, only to see that Yuan Zhen was actually surrounded by a ball of fire.

Jiang Heng shouted loudly, and before Yuan Zhen could land, he lunged forward with a palm strike. Yuan Zhen frowned slightly, his body resembling a ball of cotton; although Jiang Heng's palm strength had not yet reached him, the gust from his strike had already caused him to drift backward. However, his speed was no longer as agile as it had been earlier

That feeling is truly unbearable, nauseating to the point of vomiting. Jiang Heng could not help but reach out to cover his heart, when suddenly the ringing sound erupted, "Ding ding... ding ding..." ringing incessantly, as if all the sounds in the world had vanished in an instant

I have been following you for three days! Ugh..." The ugly figure spat and said, "For the past three days, I have been underground, eating tree roots and drinking well water, and at least there is some reward for it." As he spoke, he stomped his right foot, and the ground beneath him rose up, unexpectedly revealing a round-tipped shovel.

You ... ... this ... ... '' Yuan Zhen widened his eyes, murmuring to himself, and involuntarily took two steps forward

This body belongs to him, and whether he has a tattoo on his own body, especially located on his chest, how could Jiang Heng not know? However, what astonished him even more was that this pattern seemed familiar; it was indeed the same one that appeared on the chest of the young prince he had protected before his death.

I have already stated that, first, what I am using is not any form of sorcery or witchcraft. Second, the dragon pattern on your body will appear on its own whenever you become angry or your emotions fluctuate; it is not something I have done. If I had the ability to manipulate things on your body, wouldn't I have done it long ago? Moreover, what benefit would this bring me?

However, all of this is truly beyond comprehension, and Jiang Heng cannot fully convince himself to believe it. His heart races, and he hears Yuan Zhen continue: "If I truly wanted to harm you, I wouldn't have set a fire that couldn't kill you... But one cannot say it like that; you have the Red-Eyed Azure Dragon protecting you, which is why you can deal with the Fire Feather Phoenix Pearl. Yet you claim that the Red-Eyed Azure Dragon is fake, which is..."

Yuan Zhen's left hand was slightly bent, his fingers curled towards the already collapsed pavilion as he shouted: "Stop!"

Unbeknownst to him, at some point, a crimson-eyed azure dragon was tattooed on his chest, coiled between his breasts, dominating his entire chest, exuding a fierce presence and appearing vividly lifelike

I understand that proving one's identity can be somewhat difficult. The Fourth Prince is concerned for his safety and is reluctant to acknowledge it, which is quite natural. Yuan Zhen retracted his smile and pondered, saying: "What should we do? The Daoist Master did not provide any prior instructions, and neither side has met each other..."

At that moment, the patterned dragon on his chest gradually faded in color until it completely disappeared. Yuan Zhen exclaimed, "Indeed, it is not a tattoo, that is correct!"

Jiang Heng saw that the round shovel, with its handle measuring about five feet in length, was being wielded by Di Chou with remarkable agility, transforming it into a peculiar weapon. Jiang Heng had always known that sorghum and beans could grow from the ground, but he had never imagined that a round shovel could emerge in such a manner. This was originally an inconceivable matter, yet at this moment, he had long since become accustomed to the extraordinary.

Upon hearing the term "magical instrument," Jiang Heng's entire body trembled, and he could not help but glance at his accompanying sword.

Yuan Zhen shouted, "No!" However, Jiang Heng was not an ordinary person. As soon as the word "no" left Yuan Zhen's mouth, he had already charged in front of the ugly figure and thrust out a sword. By the time the word "but" was finished, he had already unleashed three sword strikes.

What characteristics? Jiang Heng opened his coat and said: "Look, it has disappeared again. How do I know that it wasn't conjured up by some trick of yours?"

Indeed, Yuan Zhen said: "Let us speak in the pavilion"

Jiang Heng felt a tightness in his chest, as if his heart were about to stop beating. It was only then that he realized these two individuals were using two different vocal techniques, supporting each other and complementing one another. One approached indirectly while the other charged straight in, their coordination almost seamless, making it impossible to attend to the east while neglecting the west

Jiang Heng returned the Phoenix Pearl to him and said, "Alas, I do not know; if it is not you who has gone mad, then it is I who have gone mad"

In ordinary circumstances, Jiang Heng naturally knew that, with his own strength, there were no more than a dozen individuals in the world qualified to engage him in battle. Anyone standing before him could instinctively discern the opponent's strengths and weaknesses, thus allowing him to carefully consider the intensity of his actions.

The two individuals walked along a small path for about five or six miles and arrived at a small hill where there was a pavilion at the top. Jiang Heng followed Yuan Zhen up to the top of the hill and saw that both sides of the pavilion sloped downwards. Although the incline was not steep, the elevated position provided a commanding view, with no other obstructions to block the sight, making the vista quite expansive. Sitting in the pavilion, one could detect anyone approaching from a mile away. He thought to himself: "If we are to discuss confidential matters, this place is perfect." Sitting in the pavilion, one could detect anyone approaching from a mile away. He thought to himself: "If we are to discuss confidential matters, this place is perfect."

Yuan Zhen, you cannot escape this time...

As long as you take out that so-called Fire Feather Phoenix Pearl and allow me to examine it closely to confirm that it is not some kind of monster, I will believe you

Jiang Heng reached out to wipe it away, only to feel the smoothness beneath his hand; the color of the dragon's body was completely intact, indicating that this was definitely not painted on.

I have already said that I am not the Fourth Prince; you have mistaken me for someone else

"Golden Bell Shield, Iron Cloth Shirt?" Jiang Heng saw that he was unscathed, and his first reaction was that this person had cultivated an indestructible body impervious to blades and spears. However, with a slight shift in thought, he immediately realized something was amiss: "No, just now the tip of my sword touched his body, yet I did not feel the slightest internal force being transmitted back. Even if it had struck a stone, there should have been some recoil! But..."

However, Jiang Heng simply felt that the tip of the sword could not penetrate, and that was all.

Jiang Heng saw him shouting and jumping around, extremely excited, and angrily said: "It is indeed your doing"

Yuan Zhen was determined to force him to submit through fire attacks, continuously increasing the firepower. However, the ugly shovel was his tool for survival; it was exceptionally strong and only defended without attacking. No matter how hard Yuan Zhen tried, he could not make him retreat even half a step. The two were momentarily at a stalemate.

At that moment, Yuan Zhen let out a loud cry and fell back in defeat. Jiang Heng turned to look in the direction of the sound and happened to see him lying on the ground, having been struck by a shovel from the ground villain. He extended his left arm to block, and the expression on his face showed great pain

Jiang Heng naturally knew that it was Yuan Zhen speaking to him. However, among the vocabulary he possessed, there were simply no words for "escape." Hearing Yuan Zhen say this made it even less likely for him to leave first. With a movement of his body, he rushed forward with his sword, ahead of Yuan Zhen.

Wait! Don't think about escaping... Jiang Heng noticed his hesitation and thought that if he left like this, he would truly have no one to ask about the myriad doubts in his mind. He saw him holding a black orb in his right hand, which was twice the size of a duck egg. This reminded him of the iron bagua in the hands of the Red Sheep cultists a couple of days ago, and he instinctively felt that this ball of demonic fire must have an absolute connection with the orb.

Jiang Heng successfully executed a move and immediately leaped back, wondering how it could be so easy. However, he heard the ground troll let out a low growl and mockingly say, "What are you doing? Are you scratching my back?"

***

Father! Your unworthy son takes the lead. Today, I have sworn allegiance to Jiang Heng as my sworn brother, and he shall be your adopted son. The unfinished tasks will be entrusted to him in my stead

"Do not hesitate, as soon as I make a move, you must leave immediately... I will find you," Yuan Zhen said, the Fire Feather Phoenix Pearl already grasped in her hand without her knowing.

As soon as the words were spoken, the ground suddenly trembled faintly. Yuan Zhen's expression changed, and he said: "This is bad!"

"Are you the one..." Yuan Zhen looked at him, his lips slightly moving, as if he wanted Jiang Heng to say the next words himself. However, Jiang Heng had no idea what he was supposed to say, how to respond? He had shifted from anger to surprise earlier, and now he was shifting from surprise back to anger, saying: "Did you orchestrate this? Is it you?"

It is unclear how much time has passed, when Yuan Zhen's whispered voice once again penetrated my ears: "Jiang Heng, have you gone mad? Stop it! If you don't stop now, don't blame me for being rude!"

Yuan Zhen endured the pain and said: "Towards the forest ahead... the woods..."

Really

It turned out that the thin, dark man had started shaking a copper bell. Although its sound could not be described as deafening, it was quite noisy. Jiang Heng could not even hear his own voice, as if he had gone deaf.

"What’s the matter? Are you unwilling? Unless you are not sure that I am the person you are looking for. If you are certain that I am the Fourth Prince, then what reason do you have to distrust me"

He clearly said "replace me" at that time. Does it mean that I am to replace the so-called "Fourth Prince" in Yuan Zhen's words?

Jiang Heng angrily exclaimed, "What do you mean by 'you' and 'me'?" Seeing Yuan Zhen continuously staring at his chest, in a fit of rage, he finally couldn't help but look down. To his surprise, upon looking, he was even more shocked than Yuan Zhen, letting out a loud cry and retreating three steps.