Long River Eternity

Lin Ding struggled to fly over the surging sea of ​​hot magma.

He was extremely anxious, and his anxious mood was a tangled mess, growing tighter and tighter in his heart.

The waves of heat that hit him frequently were like invisible hands, constantly pushing him, making his already irritable mood even more difficult to control.

Time passed quietly during the anxious flight, and he had been in the air for a long time.

Looking around, all I could see was endless magma, like a boiling river of blood. Occasionally, scattered charred rocks would peek out from the magma, like silent islands in this sea of ​​purgatory, emitting an aura of deathly stillness.

However, in this vast magma world, not only are there no traces of people, but even the shadow of land has disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, a loud bang like thunder exploded again. Its volume was several times louder than before, and it made people's eardrums hurt.

Immediately afterwards, a violent tremor swept over like a surging wave, and the ground beneath the feet seemed to have turned into an angry beast, shaking wildly.

The hot magma below, under the ravages of this powerful vibration, was like a beast ignited with anger, churning more and more violently.

The already turbulent surface of the magma was now like a pot of molten iron, constantly rolling and boiling.

Thick tongues of fire shot up from the magma, like ferocious fire dragons, roaring towards the sky with scorching heat and the momentum to destroy everything.

The flames were extremely powerful, accompanied by a whistling sound, and were about to hit Lin Ding in the air.

Lin Ding only felt a scorching heat wave coming towards him, making his skin feel like it was burning and stinging, and he subconsciously dodged to the side.

After waiting for the lava to calm, Lin Ding keenly listened to the faint sound and then adjusted his flight trajectory. The sound seemed to have an invisible pull, guiding him forward in the vast sky.

After an unknown amount of time, at the far end, a few blurry figures finally came into his sight.

They were fighting fiercely, and every collision and every confrontation seemed to cause ripples in the silent space.

At this moment, the battlefield was still far away. In the dim light, one could only see a huge shadow that seemed to be made of raging fire, engaged in a fierce battle with two other huge and terrifying creatures.

One of them is a red ball of flesh with four wings and six legs, and the other is a huge humanoid monster with three bodies.

The giant's shadow stood tall and straight. Even though it was a long distance away, the terrifying pressure from it still came like a surging tide, making people shudder.

With every step he took, the ground beneath his feet melted instantly like ice under a blazing flame, turning into rolling magma that spread all around.

As he raised his hand, the space was like a fragile piece of paper, easily torn apart. Pieces of space cracks crisscrossed each other, like a huge black spider web, demonstrating the power to destroy the world.

Looking at the three monsters again, a fierce aura emanated from them.

The six thick arms were like six roaring pythons, waving vigorously and constantly engaging in fierce battles with the giant's phantom.

Every collision was like a meteorite from outer space hitting the earth, with a loud noise like thunder, resounding throughout the world.

The surrounding ground shook violently under this powerful impact, as if it would fall apart at any time. The air was filled with dust and smoke, making the entire battlefield even more tragic and tragic.

The red flesh ball's four wings were waving lightly and quickly, fluttering around the shadow, as if performing a crazy and weird dance.

It coordinated with the three demon beasts, one in the open and one in the dark, to attack the giant. Under their pincer attack, the giant was inevitably a little tired and occasionally stumbled.

What shocked Lin Ding the most was that the red flesh ball was surrounded by a mysterious and powerful aura of chaos.

This chaotic energy seemed to have life, changing from time to time, transforming into various weapons, with fierce momentum, shooting towards the giant's phantom like a meteor. Each attack contained terrifying power.

"Four wings, six legs, crimson body, headless and faceless, this is... Emperor Jun's son, Emperor Jiang! Could this demonic beast with three bodies be Zhong Rong?" Lin Ding had seen descriptions of Emperor Jiang and Zhong Rong in Yang An's memories. "Nothing about Emperor Jiang mentioned that he possessed Primal Chaos Energy. It's rumored that he studied the principles of Yin and Yang with Kun Peng, right?"

With this series of doubts in his mind, Lin Ding tried hard to recall the information about Dijiang that he had obtained from Yang's memory. At the same time, he did not slow down his flying speed at all, and rushed towards the direction of the battle like an arrow.

In my memory, there was very little information about Dijiang. Aside from a detailed description of his peculiar appearance and his social connections within the demon race, I also had a few words about him studying the Yin-Yang principle under Kunpeng and his strength being at the early to mid-stage of the Pseudo-Domination Realm.

As for the connection between Dijiang and the chaotic energy, there was not a single word mentioned in the memory.

While thinking, Lin Ding was getting closer and closer to the battlefield.

Just when he was feeling frustrated because of his fruitless recollection, he came back to his senses and looked at the battlefield. He saw that the giant phantom had finally revealed a flaw under the continuous and fierce attacks of Dijiang and Zhongrong, like a towering mountain that was about to collapse, and was about to suffer a fatal blow from the combined force of the two.

At this time, Lin Ding was already very close to the battlefield, and he finally saw the giant's true appearance.

Seeing this, he felt his heart suddenly jump, and exclaimed: "It's Minister Zhan's endless fighting spirit!"

At that time, Zhan Tianqiong had used his Endless Battle Spirit to confront Jingyan in the Frost Demon Alliance in order to support Lin Ding and his group. Seeing the giant's phantom clearly, Lin Ding recognized it instantly.

After learning that it was Zhan Tianqiong and seeing that the giant phantom was about to fall, Lin Ding released the Chaos Realm without hesitation, wanting to lend a helping hand.

However, this chaotic realm that usually works well seems to have failed here.

The domain had just expanded to less than ten meters when it instantly shattered like fragile glass, turning into wisps of chaotic air and dissipating into the air like light smoke.

"This..." Although Lin Ding was full of surprise, he didn't have time to think about it.

In an instant, the Great Sun Bow and the Innate Chaos Spear appeared in his hands. Without hesitation, he placed the Innate Chaos Spear on the bowstring of the Great Sun Bow and slowly drew it to its full length. The Great Sun Bow suddenly shone like a rising sun, its light dazzling and brilliant.

The next second, the Xiantian Chaos Spear shot out like a meteor. The gun body was surrounded by a thick chaotic aura, like a bright light that cut through the darkness, crossing the several kilometers of magma sea and shooting towards Dijiang at a high speed.

Wherever it passed, it left behind a void crack spanning several kilometers, as if a hideous crack had been torn open in the sky.

With the powerful blessing of the Great Sun Bow, the Innate Chaos Spear was as fast as lightning. In just an instant, it crossed a distance of several kilometers and appeared behind Dijiang.

Di Jiang suddenly felt a biting chill coming from behind, and at the same time he keenly sensed that a chaotic aura that did not belong to him was quietly approaching.

He was startled and quickly gave up attacking the sky, dodging to the side without hesitation.

However, his huge body still made him slow down by half a step. With a "puff" sound, one of his wings was pierced through by the Innate Chaos Spear.

A large amount of blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing his originally snow-white wings a bright red, which was shocking to the eye.

The Innate Chaos Spear continued to fly for hundreds of meters without losing momentum before falling to the ground with a whistling sound, sticking diagonally into the ground, as if telling the story of the thrilling battle.