Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 663 Leaving the Valley, Entering the Great World of Spiritual Energy! (Two Chapters Combined)

Song Changming and his group took to the air and escaped the great flood.

However, none of them flew very high, not because they didn't want to, but because they couldn't.

Do you remember when Song Changming was seriously injured by the weight of this place?

The higher you go, the greater the gravitational force you experience from the heavens and earth.

Without sufficient ability to resist this gravity, one naturally cannot fly high.

Someone of Tang Kecha's strength could only fly to a height of twenty or thirty feet in this valley.

However, with the help of external forces, such as stepping on his iron folding fan, he could barely fly up to a height of fifty or sixty feet.

As for the others, most of them hovered at a height of several tens of feet, while a few powerful ones could fly up to a hundred feet high, leap out of the valley, and go to the outside world.

Song Changming had been practicing internal energy to heal his injuries for the past few days and had not yet tried to see how high he could fly.

He was lifted dozens of feet into the air, and although he could clearly feel the increased gravity on his body, it was still within his tolerance range.

It shouldn't be difficult for him to fly a hundred feet high and out of the secluded valley.

The reason he was seriously injured in the fall was that he was caught off guard, he had not yet adapted to the gravity, and the height from which he fell was probably more than a thousand feet.

Old Man Fufeng kept his eyes closed as he cast his spell, undisturbed by the torrent, and suddenly spoke.

"Those five dragons went to cause trouble for the Ice Soul Demon!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions softened somewhat.

As long as those dragons don't come to cause trouble for them, otherwise a dangerous battle is inevitable.

"Those Ice Soul Ghosts have caused such a stir in recent years, it's normal that they've attracted the attention of those few dragons," an old man said calmly.

"After that dragon has finished wreaking havoc, is there any fellow Daoist who would like to come with me to clean up the mess?" someone suddenly asked.

"Damn, those Ice Soul Ghosts have gotten themselves into trouble. We should definitely kick them while they're down." Another person immediately responded, clearly having had the same idea.

“Indeed, the Ice Soul Demon is truly hateful. Let’s go together!” someone else chimed in.

It's clear that many people harbor resentment towards this nasty neighbor and are looking for an opportunity to retaliate.

Roar!
A loud dragon's roar pierced through the other end of the valley, stirring up another countercurrent that forced everyone to ascend even higher.

"What immense power!" A gust of wind rushed towards him, and Song Changming squinted, able to feel the immense power contained in the dragon's roar—truly formidable!
No wonder everyone was on high alert, not daring to take these dragons lightly.

In the Nine Provinces, when the demon race roamed freely, some dragons also appeared.

However, these dragons were at most at the level of great demons. They were naturally very powerful to other martial artists, but to Song Changming, they were nothing. To put it bluntly, they were just some larger cement eels.

They are far inferior to the five dragons of this primordial continent!
With that dragon's roar, a series of rumbling sounds followed from afar, and cold air wafted over from time to time—this was the power of the Ice Soul Clan.

Clearly, the five dragons had already engaged in battle with the Ice Soul Clan of this place.

"Truly a fierce dragon crossing the river! Those Ice Soul Ghosts are in for a world of hurt today!" Old Man Fufeng, his eyes still closed, seemed to already see the battle unfolding before him as he muttered to himself.

After a while, suddenly the old man Fufeng's expression changed and he shouted in a low voice.

"go!"

Having said that, he took the lead and flew off to the rear.

The others exchanged glances, and without saying a word, chose to follow.

"Fufeng, what do you see?" an old man asked as he followed.

“A group of Ice Soul Demons have fled here!” Old Man Fufeng replied.

"If it's just a small group of Ice Soul Ghosts, we can kill them all with so many of us. Why are we avoiding them like this?" one of the men who had previously boasted about cleaning up the mess said, puzzled.

"That group of Ice Soul Demons even lured a dragon here!" Old Man Fufeng said coldly.

As he spoke, his hands moved swiftly, producing more than a dozen paper cranes that flapped their wings and nimbly flew into various crevices in the rocks for observation.

What he said made many people's hearts tighten again.

The Ice Soul Demon isn't that scary; what's scary are those powerful dragons!
No one present was confident they could handle these dragons.

Even if they could deal with them, they might not dare to kill them!

Many creatures on the original continent cannot be judged solely by their own strength or weakness; their origins and backgrounds must also be taken into account.

These dragons might be of great importance; killing them could bring about a great calamity, and one might not even know how they died.

"Master, it is said that outside our Azure Valley, there is a Qinghai Lake, where an old dragon king lives. He is the overlord of this area. Old Man Fufeng is worried that these few dragons will involve the dragon clan in the Qinghai Lake."

Song Changming and the others stood on Tang Kecha's iron folding fan. Tang Kecha controlled the iron folding fan to follow the main group while explaining to Song Changming again.

"Dragons, huh?" Song Changming pondered, wondering if the Star-Devouring Dragon he had killed could be considered a legitimate dragon.

Where did you get this information?

"Among our group, the most powerful old guys often leave Biyou Valley to explore and seek opportunities. These are the ones who bring back this information," Tang Kecha said.

He judged that the information was highly credible, and therefore he was particularly wary of the arriving dragons.

"Sure enough, no matter where you go, it still comes down to strength and background," Song Changming thought to himself. He made a note of the Qinghai Dragon King but didn't say anything more.

He decided to wait and see.

All of them were experts, and with each displaying their unique skills, their flight speeds were not slow, and the chilling aura behind them gradually receded into the distance.

Just then, several paper cranes suddenly flew in from the front, wobbling and staggering.

Old Man Fu Feng stopped, his face grim. Just then, he saw a bend in the road ahead, and a flock of ice birds suddenly flew in, enveloped in a great deal of cold air.

These chilling energies seeped into the torrent below, freezing it solid in an instant.

Above the ice bird stood a dozen or so figures, each about five or six meters tall, all of them ice men whose bodies were covered in ice.

These ice figures are what people call the Ice Soul Ghosts.

To put it simply, these are natural spirits that are formed from frost, either through a stroke of luck or by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth over time.

These Ice Soul Demons, carrying ice birds, flew away in a panic.

Some icebirds even flew too fast and couldn't dodge in time, crashing into the rock wall at the corner.

These Ice Soul Demons had obviously spotted the group of humans they had just encountered, but at this moment they didn't want to pay any more attention to them and only wanted to escape.

The fact that the two met was merely a coincidence, and that they both chose the same path, gave Song Changming a vague sense of foreboding.

"Change course!" Old Man Fufeng clearly had the same premonition, and led everyone to change course, determined not to travel with this group of Ice Soul Ghosts.

Not long after they left, they saw a green-skinned dragon easily crush a group of Ice Soul Ghosts on the original road.

The green-skinned dragon seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly turned around and sped off in another direction.

As if sensing its target was too far away, it plunged headlong into the raging torrent of the valley below. With a twist of its body, its entire dragon form seemed to merge with the floodwaters as it sped past. The surrounding scenery flashed by in quick succession.

Its bright, dragon-like eyes narrowed slightly as it saw a group of figures flying low over the valley.

"This time, Big Brother didn't say we couldn't eat people." A muffled laugh echoed in the water.

"Besides, what could possibly be the background of these people hiding here like rats?"

In just a few words, it had already silently swum to the bottom of this group of people.

Song Changming suddenly looked down, his eyes flashing with divine light, as if he could see through everything.

The next moment, the dragon that had become one with the flood suddenly burst out of the water and roared through the crowd.

Its primary target was not the iron folding fan where Song Changming was, but the most densely populated area in the middle.

It swallowed them whole; the dragon's mouth was like a black hole, and those who couldn't dodge in time all met their doom, falling into its jaws, their fates uncertain.

"Damn it!"

The strongest members of the group felt a sense of unease when they saw that the dragon had actually caught up with them.

Shall we fight this dragon?

Putting aside whether they could win or not, even if they could kill them, considering the uncertain background of the Qinghai Dragon Clan, should they kill or not?

They had too many concerns, which made it seem tricky.

"Master." Tang Ke steadied himself on the iron folding fan used as a vehicle. The presence of the dragon in front of him made him somewhat uneasy.

She looked at Song Changming for help.

Song Changming was also sizing up the dragon.

Compared to the original Star-Devouring Dragon, this dragon was significantly smaller, rising to a height of about six or seven hundred feet.

Of course, compared to these humans, it was still a colossal creature; none of them were even as big as a single dragon scale on its body.

The dragon easily soared into the air above the secluded valley, looking down at everyone.

Their ability to resist the gravity of heaven and earth is something that ordinary people like them can't compare to; it's truly extraordinary.

Compared to the so-called dragons of Kyushu, this dragon has an overwhelming "dragon aura".

This is the true dragon race!

Pureblood Water Dragon!
Faced with this dragon, among the crowd, old man Fufeng made the quickest decision.

Suddenly, he released a paper crane that was several meters long, and then rode it away from the valley without looking back.

As for the many humans behind him, what did that have to do with him?
The idea of ​​banding together for warmth sounds nice, but when real disaster strikes, such alliances are incredibly fragile.

"Fufeng! You scoundrel!"

Some people in the crowd angrily cursed Fu Feng, calling him a treacherous old man.

But the truly formidable figures all remained silent, each one running faster than the last.

Old man Fufeng set a good example, and they just followed suit.

None of them intended to be enemies with this dragon, nor did they want to stand up for their human companions who had been devoured.

"Master, let's go too." Without the staff in her hand, Fran's confidence was severely lacking.

It would be best to retreat as soon as possible before the dragon locks onto them.

Bi Yougen gripped the longbow tightly in his hand, looking at the dragon before him with a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes.

But in the end, she deflated and released the bowstring.

The title of "dragon slayer" is certainly prestigious, but she also knows very well that she cannot do it right now.

"Okay, let's go." Although Song Changming was interested in fighting this dragon, he would not act impulsively.

Not to mention the existence of four other dragons here, he wouldn't act rashly without understanding the background of the Qinghai Dragon Clan.

He had already sacrificed three lives to reach this primordial continent.

I don't want to waste more lives because of such an unnecessary impulsive act.

As for this human group, he didn't care whether it was destroyed or not, and he wouldn't stand up for them just because they were both human.

To put it bluntly, everyone lives and grows up in different environments, so whether they can escape this calamity depends on their own abilities.

Upon receiving the order, Tang Kecha did not hesitate to fully activate the iron folding fan beneath his feet and fly away.

They were lucky; the dragon never targeted them.

The iron folding fan couldn't fly high enough to leave the valley immediately, but it could still fly out quickly by following the route to the lower part of the valley entrance.

However, Song Changming did not want to linger in the flooded valley. Who knew if another dragon might appear and get entangled with it, causing unnecessary trouble?

Song Changming exerted force with his feet, and the power of a grandmaster instantly covered the entire iron folding fan, forming a large light shield.

Tang Kecha and the other two felt a lightness all over their bodies. Under the influence of the light shield, the omnipresent gravity of heaven and earth was reduced by a few points.

Naturally, without the suppression of gravity, the iron folding fan could fly higher, leaping over a rock wall at the top of the valley.

It was just as dawn was breaking, and the view in front of us suddenly opened up considerably.

The Great Rift Valley is ultimately just a fissure in the ground. Staying in it forever is like being a frog at the bottom of a well, only seeing a sliver or two of the sky. How can one possibly see the whole world?

This is the first time Song Changming has seen the scenery outside the Great Rift Valley.

Beyond the secluded valley, the mountain range stretches for tens of thousands of miles, with countless radiant lights manifesting as spiritual energy, spreading across the towering peaks and ridges, as if countless treasures and opportunities are hidden in this mountainous land.

Occasionally, strange phenomena would appear in the heavens and earth, which is said to be a scene that occurs when all things in the mountains and rivers become spirits.

Heaven knows how many natural spirits and monsters will be born in this world in a single day; they are probably countless and come in all shapes and sizes.

Compared to that secluded green valley, the spiritual environment outside the valley is indeed better.

If the spiritual energy intensity of the Azure Valley is more than a hundred times greater than that of the Nine Provinces, then the spiritual energy environment outside the valley must be more than two hundred times greater than that of the Nine Provinces!
This is the true world of spiritual energy!
Even if Song Changming only took a deep breath, the spiritual energy entering his body seemed to loosen his stagnant cultivation.

"That's wonderful," Song Changming murmured with a sigh.

This place is simply a dream paradise for spiritual practitioners.

With just this one breath of spiritual energy, he now believed that this world could nurture beings like immortals.

Immortals should be born in such places.

Of course, it would be even better if there were no gravity of heaven and earth attached to every living being.

(End of this chapter)