Patrol Captain

Five-colored light illuminated the heavens and earth, splitting open this desolate land.

Deep in the desert, a terrifying presence is rapidly approaching.

A blood-red thunderclap exploded, tearing apart the eternal night, like a rain of blood and shattered stars pouring down.

Next, deep in the desert, this desolate land suddenly became restless, with bursts of ghostly wails and wolf howls echoing, as if countless wronged souls were agitated and terrified by the impending arrival of something.

Amidst this chaos and deathly silence, a towering figure tore through the crimson lightning.

His black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, dancing wildly in the air. Every strand of hair seemed to contain boundless power. He wore a black robe covered with the marks of time, which fluttered in the wind. Demonic energy surged around him, as if hundreds of ghostly claws were surging. The most shocking thing was the chest of this figure—there was a huge blood hole there.

In the void, a pulsating, bright red heart was exposed to the air, its surface covered with grotesque blood vessels. Each beat emitted a dazzling crimson light, as if to ignite the surrounding void. The thunderous heartbeat made the void tremble.

The wound was gruesome, with not a single drop of blood flowing out; instead, it exuded a terrifying aura that was oppressive and suffocating.

A new immortal king has arrived!
The king slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing the darkness like two bolts of cold lightning. Wherever it went, the powerful void distorted, cold and merciless, as he looked directly at the desert where the five-colored light shone.

Then, the king raised his hand and pointed forward.

In an instant, the wind stirred and the clouds howled. A black demonic energy spiraled along his fingertips, like a wind drill, and whooshed through the void, exploding sharply towards the five-colored light.

Swift as the wind and thunder!

As the spiraling wind was about to collide with the five-colored light, the light trembled, the void shook, and the sounds of dragons roaring and phoenixes crying echoed across the sky, directly blocking the force of the wind.

White ripples and wrinkles spread across the void, carrying a powerful strangulation force that gradually eroded the Black Wind Drill, leaving the two locked in a standoff.

The next second, a thunderclap exploded, and from the sea of ​​sand below, a point of cold light rose, its aura soaring to the heavens, its sharpness reaching straight to the black wind.

With a loud "boom".

The black vortex shattered, revealing the shadow of a gun with a cold glint.

Chen Yuan's body was surging with energy, his eyes gleaming, staring straight ahead. He held the three-pointed double-edged spear, then sheathed it and stood there, his whole body like a tiger or leopard, emitting thunderous sounds, ready to strike.

He never expected that condensing a second golden flower would cause such a strange phenomenon, even though the essence of heaven and earth in this place was completely gone and the power of heaven and earth could not be activated.

However, dwelling on these things won't help.

His eyes shone with golden light as he looked at the domineering immortal king several miles away, thinking to himself, "What's meant to happen will happen eventually."

Within the Yellow Court, a pea-sized mysterious pearl condensed primordial energy, and the powerful energy fed back to him, giving him boundless courage.

The furnace within his body had never ceased its work; he was at the peak of his breakthrough. The second golden flower had condensed, and the five elements had merged into primordial energy. He already possessed the power of a Martial Saint. The only difference between him and becoming a true Martial Saint was the transformation of his primordial spirit, merging with the Dao, and influencing the world.

However, in this special environment, the essence of heaven and earth cannot be activated, and the power of merging with the Dao is greatly reduced. He basically relies on the essence of his physical body for support. With this limitation, he has several spiritual roots of heaven and earth to supply his physical body, as well as many powerful divine abilities of the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends to enhance him. It is inevitable that he will be able to fight against the Undying Monarch.

At this moment, Chen Yuan's mind raced, and he quickly made various plans and choices. His eyes shone with golden light, and finally, looking at the Undying King before him, his eyes burned fiercely, his fighting spirit soared, and his blood and qi were as golden as gold. With the supreme yang and supreme strength, his eyes collided with the Undying King's demonic dark clouds from a distance. One was gold and the other was black, clearly distinct.

Opposite them, the undead king with a hideous bloody hole in his chest, his pitch-black eyes, devoid of whites, sensed the intense, ocean-like life force emanating from Chen Yuan, their light gleaming eerily.

"Is this the resting place of the dead?"

"A living person, how did you get in here?"

The Undying King's voice was deep and hoarse, yet it resounded in Chen Yuan's ears like thunder. The demonic energy around him suddenly dissipated, and the black mist receded like a tide, revealing the true form of the Undying King.

A blood-red demonic blade hung at his waist, emanating a suffocating stench of blood. The patterns on the blade resembled the souls of countless living beings struggling in agony.

Chen Yuan had been cooped up in this place lately, with no one to talk to, and he was almost going crazy. Suddenly, he heard the immortal king speak to him, and his eyes lit up.

"I made a teleportation error and was swept into this place by a spatial storm."

"It seems that you were also a human in your previous life."

"Could you please show me the way out?"

As he spoke, he bowed to the immortal king, who then raised his spear in a salute, only to have the immortal king's voice turn eerie.

You lied!

"Only the dead are allowed in here."

"Only the dead can protect this place forever."

"Stay."

As he spoke, the immortal king roared like thunder, his black hair dancing wildly. He drew his blood-red demonic blade and, with boundless domineering and arrogance, slashed down with it.

There was no dazzling light, no overwhelming pressure; only a bloodstain appeared silently in the void, shooting out rapidly and arriving in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Chen Yuan felt a chill run down his spine, a murderous intent washing over him. His brows furrowed, and with a roar, he frantically activated the Yellow Court Profound Pearl. A beam of primordial golden light leaped from the Yellow Court, running straight up his arm and spreading to the three-pointed, double-edged spear in his hand. He held the spear horizontally, unleashing a surge of golden energy, dazzling and radiant, directly blocking the silent, rapidly approaching blade and bloodstains.

"when"

A resounding clang, like the clanging of metal against metal, rang out.

The golden light of primordial chaos that Chen Yuan had condensed was compressed to the extreme by the blood light and then bounced off, crashing into the shaft of the spear. He felt a terrifying force surge through his entire body.

With a whoosh, he was blasted back a hundred feet, directly crashing into the sea of ​​sand below.

With a deafening roar, the yellow sand billowed up, and his figure retreated violently through the sand, his spear slamming down heavily. He parted the sand waves, retreating a distance of about a mile, like a giant beast tumbling in a sea of ​​sand.

After stopping, Chen Yuan's golden blood energy stagnated, and his physical body rang like a metal bell, as if he had suffered a great impact. However, his eyes shone brightly with golden light, becoming even more intense.

The fact that they were able to withstand that attack proves a lot.

He raised his head, looking at the immortal king in the sky, his fighting spirit surging. With a "bang," his feet exploded, and his golden blood and energy trembled in the void.

A series of startling, piercing screams rang out.

In an instant, five-colored light burst forth from his body, and enormous figures materialized.

In the azure light, a blue dragon with scales as if cast from divine iron roared and soared into the sky; in the crimson flames, a phoenix was reborn from the ashes, spreading its wings and scattering terrifying flames; and there were also black snakes, giant turtles, five-colored divine swords, and a star and moon, all manifesting and soaring into the sky.

Because the essence of heaven and earth has disappeared here, the celestial phenomena of dragons and tigers cannot move heaven and earth, and the five divine treasures directly burst out of their original forms and manifested.

Amidst the dazzling spectacle, the Azure Dragon, the Fire Phoenix, the Black Serpent, the Giant Tortoise, and the true spirits of the four directions condensed into mountain avatars. Although these avatars, spanning several miles, were less than one-tenth the size of the ones outside, the power they contained was not diminished but rather increased.

Chen Yuan held a three-pointed double-edged sword, its blade gleaming with cold light. Four spirits circled around him, roaring, while a five-colored divine sword hung above him.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, his figure flashing as he transformed into a streak of light, hurtling towards the Undying King. The three-pointed, double-edged sword sliced ​​through the void, carrying an unstoppable momentum.

The immortal king, its black eyes gleaming with an eerie light, calmly slashed with its blood-red demonic blade, colliding violently with the three-pointed double-edged sword.

With a deafening roar, shockwaves rippled outwards, tearing the spiritual light apart inch by inch.

Chen Yuan was so shocked that he was forced to retreat through the void, his tiger's mouth went numb. The king, however, only took half a step back. Before the king could make any move, the four true spirit phantoms that had followed Chen Yuan had already pounced on him.

The Azure Dragon roared, its head opened its eyes, revealing cold, merciless azure pupils. Then, it opened its mouth and unleashed a dazzling and terrifying Azure Wood True Lightning. As the lightning arcs shot and leaped, countless lightning trees bloomed in the void. These lightning trees rapidly extended and spread, their branches and leaves flowing with a misty divine lightning, like a sky full of azure divine chains.

The fire phoenix let out a piercing cry, its flames illuminating the sky and stretching across the void, its wings blotting out the sun. With a flap of its wings, countless feathers transformed into flowing fire, startling the void with mournful cries and unleashing a rain of fire.
The five-colored divine tree transformed into a five-colored divine sword, which was enormous and incomparably sharp, like a celestial sword immortal making a fierce move.

The Black Tortoise of the North, with its surging waves, crashing against the mountains and churning the sea, hangs high in the sky, dispelling the darkness of the world with its bright moon and stars. Starlight falls down, drawing in the void, as if the heavens are collapsing.

In an instant, a fierce aura burst forth from this void like a waterfall, causing the void to tremble, and fine black cracks appeared in this stable space.

At the center of the storm, the Undying King roared fiercely, and his deathly aura surged. With a wave of his hands, his black robes and sleeves spread out like the sky, unleashing thousands of demonic blades that shot towards the four phantom spirits.

The demonic blade collided with the Four Spirits Storm, unleashing a dazzling light. Countless spiritual lights flew everywhere, and the sand sea below cracked, collapsed, and was turned upside down by the collision.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Chen Yuan circulated his Primordial Qi, causing the five-colored light to shine brightly, attempting to suppress it. The true spirits in all directions roared, the five-colored divine swords shone, their power increased greatly, and the blazing light seemed to suppress the demonic blade.

Just then, the King's Demon Blade shattered, forming a blood-red vortex that stretched for miles. Within the vortex, countless ghostly howls echoed, resembling a scene from hell!
Just as the blood-red vortex collided violently with several true spirits, the world lost its color, the five-colored light trembled, and cracks gradually appeared. The blood-red vortex also shrank continuously under the power, but the evil aura within it became increasingly intense.

Chen Yuan gritted his teeth and fully activated his Primordial Chaos Qi. The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear shone brightly as he waited for an opportunity to attack the monstrous blood hole in the chest of the Undying King.

That bright red heart thumped like a drum.

It's very likely their weakness!
At this moment, the Undying King's beating heart swelled with blood-red light, its pounding heartbeat growing increasingly rapid. A surge of blood energy transformed into a blood dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it lunged at Chen Yuan. Wherever the blood dragon passed, space distorted and deformed, and the air was compressed, emitting a piercing shriek.

Chen Yuan roared, and the Primordial Chaos Qi on his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear flashed with golden light, a cold glint slashing towards the Blood Dragon. The spear light collided with the Blood Dragon, unleashing a deafening roar. The golden light, carrying the power of Primordial Chaos Qi, cleaved the Blood Dragon in two with a single strike. The Blood Dragon exploded, transforming into a surge of blood energy that rushed towards Chen Yuan with lightning speed.

Chen Yuan quickly circulated his Primordial Chaos Qi, forming a golden light shield around his body. The blood energy impacted the shield, producing crackling sounds as if it were highly poisonous.

Just then, the vortex of blood-red light emitted a deafening explosion.

With a powerful aura, it erupted with dazzling light, seemingly annihilating the entire world within its glow. After the light dissipated, Chen Yuan was sent flying backward, plunging into the collapsing sea of ​​sand below.

Pale golden blood coughed from the corner of his mouth, and his body was covered with wounds of varying sizes, pierced by the blood light. It looked horrifying, with as many as seven or eight wounds, but the flesh buds inside were growing wildly, and the essence of blood and flesh and the primordial energy were working at the same time.

The king remained standing in the air, his black robe ripped apart, revealing flesh that resembled shards of porcelain. Black death energy surged within, like ferocious black snakes writhing beneath the flesh, repairing the king's body.

But at this moment, the immortal king ignored his injuries and stared intently at the sky before him.
Meanwhile, in the sky, Chen Yuan's five divine treasures revealed their true forms in the air!

The Dragon Mother Tree has a canopy that spreads out like an umbrella, and its leaves gleam with a warm, jade-like luster. As it sways gently in the breeze, it emits a clear, dragon-like roar. The trunk resembles an ancient, coiled dragon, and the raised patterns on its dark blue bark are indistinguishable from dragon scales. Strands of blue dragon energy entwine around the branches and trunk, condensing at the top of the canopy into a faint, ethereal dragon-shaped phantom.

The Five-Colored Divine Tree, its five-colored rays soaring into the sky, its trunk shimmering with iridescent light, like glass polished by time, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura. The five different colored leaves intertwine, creating a magnificent picture. The crimson leaves are as fiery as fire, their surfaces dancing with fine, fluorescent flames; the cyan leaves, like carved jade, gleam with a soft blue light; the golden leaves shimmer with dazzling light, their fluorescence flowing like fine gold dust, accompanied by a melodious sound. The white leaves emit a cool, serene glow, their fluorescence like frost and snow, and as they fall, the surrounding air seems to freeze into ice crystals.
A crescent moon, like a bright moon shining in the sky, is the fruit of the sacred tree of Yinshan;
Of particular eeriness was the enormous, fiery red coffin. Its surface seemed to be forged from molten fire crystal, shimmering with countless rays of firelight. An inextinguishable flame coiled around the coffin, and phoenix phantoms constantly appeared on its surface. These lifelike phoenixes would sometimes soar, their tails trailing trails of fiery light; at other times, they would fold their wings, curling into a posture of rebirth. Each appearance of a phoenix phantom caused the space to tremble, as if infusing the entity within the coffin with a continuous stream of power. This fiery red coffin hovered silently, yet seemed to contain terrifying power.

The immortal king's black eyes were fixed on this coffin! (End of Chapter)