Immortality from Taming Elephant

The individual strength of these three is not weak, and they are even more troublesome when working together. We must fight a swift battle; otherwise, attracting more attention will lead to greater trouble.

"Ah Wei, entangle the one playing with fire!" Xu Guang transmitted through voice.

Do not seek to defeat the opponent, but only to delay time.

"Roar!" General Wei, having already been unable to restrain himself, roared in anger upon hearing the command. His body swelled, reverting to his mountain-like true form, and his thick elephant trunk swept across towards Chilian like a steel whip. Nine emerald dragon heads burst forth from his body, interweaving into a net that blocked Chilian’s halberd shadows. At the same time, his four hooves stomped, unleashing Ancient Elephant Power, causing the earth to rumble and interfere with Chilian’s stance.

Chilian was caught off guard by General Wei’s sudden and violent attack, forced to return with his halberd to defend, momentarily entangled.

The pressure on Xu Guang was significantly reduced. Facing the venomous insects of the Poison Elder and the Thunder Fire Pearls of Old Qian, he took a deep breath. Within his body, the illusory shadows of the Five Emperors manifested and the Holy Domain prototype quietly unfolded. Although its range was not large, only covering about three meters around him, it was enough to interfere and weaken attacks entering the field.

Simultaneously, his left hand formed a seal, and in his right hand, the bronze long sword trembled slightly.

"Formless Tribulation Heart, Demonic Thoughts Transform to Sword!"

In his mind sea, the Heart Sword and demonic thoughts coral vibrated simultaneously, unleashing countless demonic thought sword threads, as fine as cow hair and formless, shooting towards the Poison Elder and Old Qian!

These demonic thought sword threads specifically targeted the divine soul, ignoring physical defenses, and their speed was astonishingly fast.

The Poison Elder, in the middle of controlling the insects, suddenly felt a stabbing pain between his brows, as if his divine soul was pierced by needles. The insects immediately lost control and danced chaotically in the air.

His expression changed drastically, and he hastily operated his Poison Skill to protect his mind sea. Yet, several demonic thought sword threads still penetrated, causing him to see black before his eyes, groaning involuntarily.

Old Qian fared even worse; he was proficient with concealed weapons but his divine soul cultivation was relatively ordinary. When the demonic thought sword threads struck, he felt his head buzzing as if countless red-hot iron prongs were stirring in his brain. With a tragic scream, the Magic Formula controlling the Thunder Fire Pearls was immediately interrupted.

Three Flaming Sun Thunder Fire Pearls, halfway in flight, spiraled out of control. One exploded in the air, while the other two collided and burst into massive fireballs, their blast waves sending Old Qian flying, covered in dust.

Xu Guang seized this fleeting opportunity, advancing like a phantom, instantly crossing ten meters to appear before the Poison Elder, whose heart spirit was wounded.

The Poison Elder barely opened his eyes, only to see a cold sword light magnify before him.

"No..."

Shh!

The bronze long sword pierced through his protective venom aura, precisely stabbing into his throat.

The Red Lotus Karmic Fire instantly surged in, igniting his internal organs along with his divine soul.

The Poison Elder’s eyes bulged, strange noises emitted from his throat, and blood-colored flames ignited his green robe, instantly reducing him to a charred corpse.

Xu Guang withdrew his sword, turning away without a glance at the fallen Poison Elder, his cold gaze locking onto Old Qian, who had just recovered from the demonic impact and was attempting to rise.

Faced with those emotionless eyes, Old Qian shivered, his heart filled with doom, losing all will to fight. With a strange cry, he hurriedly took out an escape talisman and slapped it onto himself. With a flash of yellow light, he burrowed into the ground to escape without a trace.

Xu Guang did not pursue, turning his gaze to the other side.

The battle between General Wei and Chilian was also nearing its end.

Chilian’s strength was not weak, but General Wei’s skin was thick, his strength boundless, and he was assisted by nine green dragon vines. Although Chilian suppressed General Wei, he could not find an opportunity to kill him in a short time.

Seeing the Poison Elder dead and Old Qian fleeing, Chilian was horrified, his will to fight dissipated. With a feigned halberd strike, he repelled one of General Wei’s dragon heads and, without hesitation, turned to flee, even going so far as to burn his essence blood to perform an escape skill, disappearing at the edge of the plain in the blink of an eye.

Xu Guang did not give chase; he quickly retracted his aura and called General Wei to reduce his size.

Grabbing the Dragon Essence soaring in the air with one hand, he flipped his hand, and the Dragon Essence disappeared.

He swiftly cast the Formless Demonic Robe to conceal both his aura and that of General Wei.

He did not want to be seen having acquired the Dragon Essence.

The strength of these three was not particularly strong, somewhat better than Jiao Kuang, but limited.

Real experts, even when seizing the Dragon Essence, would instinctively move towards the center of the plain, not for anything else, but for the elusive Dragon Pearl.

What if, during the scramble for the Dragon Essence, one accidentally obtained the Dragon Pearl?

Human nature is ultimately greedy and opportunistic.

At this moment, the plain had descended into chaos.

The location of the Dragon Pearl was the core of the battle group. Murong Zhen, Luo Cong, the black-clad youth of Death Gate, the middle-aged man in splendid attire, the robust man surnamed Li, and several other strong figures who joined later were fighting fiercely, with magical treasures and spells clashing, energy currents raging wildly.

The Dragon Monarch was lying on the ground, barely alive from the residual forces of arrays and battle shockwaves, its Dragon Essence fully extracted, scattered across the battlefield, attracting more to compete for them.

Xu Guang licked his lips, watching the battle erupting over the Dragon Essence in the distance.

Attempt to seize it once; no matter the outcome, flee immediately!

Xu Guang made up his mind, instructing General Wei to leave first, then he stealthily lurked across the plain.

Soon, two experts with strength comparable to Yuan Shuang fought overhead.

In a flash of lightning and fire, Xu Guang grasped the Dragon Essence and vanished.

"How dare you!!"

The two were furious!

They hadn’t expected someone to steal their prize.

But Xu Guang had prepared for this for a long time; as soon as he succeeded, he fled instantly.

Leaving only the two’s angry roars behind.

Watching Xu Guang’s figure fade away from the plains, they couldn’t help but look back at the chaotic plains.

Only one pursued him.

Xu Guang’s departure did not affect the battle on the plains in the slightest.

The melee continued.

The Dragon Essence subsequently found its owner.

As for the core Dragon Pearl...

BOOM!!!

A deafening explosion erupted from the center of the battlefield, with dazzling golden-red light mixed with several powerful shockwaves, sweeping outward like a tsunami!

Vaguely, one could hear Murong Zhen’s furious bellow, Luo Cong’s unwilling roar, and the sharp whistle of the Dragon Pearl piercing through the sky as it flew away...

No one knew, in the end, who had obtained the Dragon Pearl.

However, besides the Dragon Pearl and Dragon Essence, the Dragon Monarch itself was also a treasure.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Xu Guang anymore.

...

A few days later.

Xu Guang and General Wei stepped out from the edge of the projection of the Purple Moon Cavern, shrouded in dark purple demonic aura.

The outside world remained the unique and oppressive environment of Falling Star Valley, with a dim gray sky, jagged rocks, and an air filled with a faint smell of star power and dust.

But compared to the perilous and overwhelmingly evil thoughts of the Fire Domain in the Purple Moon Cavern, this place could almost be considered "refreshing."

Xu Guang took a deep breath of the fresh outside air, feeling the slow recovery of his connection to the Void Realm, and finally, his tense Heart Spirit relaxed a little.

This venture into the Fire Domain yielded far more than expected.

Not only did he successfully transition to a Refining Pattern Master, initially mastering the "Great Practice of the Human Furnace" Heavenly Pattern, but he also received the Holy Artifact "Killing Tower" from the Thousand Kills Saint Monarch and three invaluable True Dragon Essences.

Furthermore, he collected top-tier artifact refining materials like Phoenix Glass Gold, Black Fire Fallen Star Iron, Southern Bright True Jade, as well as a large amount of hostile fire ore along the way.

Of course, these gains came at a significant cost, as the demonic thoughts within General Wei were intense and would take considerable time to clear.

His own condition was not great either.

"First, let’s find a place to rest, recover a bit, refine the Dragon Essence, and then deal with matters over on Jin Buhuan’s side."

Xu Guang made up his mind, and, together with General Wei, determined their direction, preparing to head to the relatively safe edge of Falling Star Valley.

However, just as they flew out less than a hundred miles.

Swish—!

A sharp sound of something tearing through the air rapidly approached from behind, accompanied by a scorching, domineering, and aggressively invasive divine sense that locked onto Xu Guang.

"Youngster, leave the Dragon Essence, and I will spare your life!"

The voice was rough, with an undeniable arrogance.

Xu Guang’s brow furrowed as he stopped and slowly turned around.

He saw a robust man standing nine feet tall, with broad shoulders and a red face.

He wore a dark red beast skin battle armor, and his muscular arms, as solid as cast iron, were tattooed with a lifelike roaring fire lion.

In his hand, he held a giant axe the size of a door panel, its blade glinting with a cold light, emitting a scorching aura.

Xu Guang had an impression of this person; he was the one from the plains melee from whom Xu Guang had seized the Dragon Essence.

He hadn’t expected the other party to track him all the way out of the Purple Moon Cavern and block him here.