The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 850 Not in the Five Elements
Ye Yang muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly.

This lucky dragon was like the incarnation of auspiciousness. Every time it appeared, it was accompanied by strange phenomena in heaven and earth, attracting countless cultivators to chase after it.

Legend has it that there are 18000 scales on its body, representing 18000 lucky things in life.

If you can ride on the lucky dragon and tear off a lucky bag, you can get something beneficial to yourself at random.

But now, it has ended up in such a miserable state, with its body bitten beyond recognition, and all its former glory is gone.

In a trance, Ye Yang's thoughts drifted back to the scene in the longevity barrier many years ago when he had just broken through to the warrior realm.

In the Longevity Barrier, countless ants gathered together in a dense, orderly manner. From south to north, from the rain forest to the ice sea, they clustered and stacked on each other, creating a spectacular scene.

In the end, these ants gradually merged, transformed, and fought each other, even at the cost of the death of their entire clan, and finally transformed into a majestic dragon of fortune.

The dragon rose into the sky, surrounded by a cloud of light. The sound of the dragon's roar resounded through the heavens and earth, reaching into the sky.

At that time, Ye Yang was filled with emotion because of this. The road to becoming an immortal was difficult, but he had to move forward courageously.

In the early days, both he and the Scaled Demon Elephant had obtained valuable things from the dragon. The red knife of fortune is still on him, helping him to suppress his luck.

But I never thought that this lucky dragon would die here.

Ye Yang suddenly felt something in his heart.

Ran slowly approached the dragon's corpse, trying to find a clue from the wreckage and figure out what had happened.

He squatted down and carefully examined the wounds on the dragon's body. He found that the bite marks were of strange shapes. It seemed that this huge dragon had been bitten to death by someone.

Some of the wounds were round, as if they were deeply pierced by some sharp object; others were long lacerations, as if they were torn apart by huge claws.

"What kind of creature is this that could injure Fu Yunlong Jiao like this?"

Ye Yang frowned, his heart full of doubts.

He stood up and looked around, hoping to find some clues from the surrounding environment.

At this moment, a breeze blew, raising the dust on the ground. Ye Yang keenly noticed that there seemed to be a faint fishy smell in the wind, which reminded him of the smell of blood and decay.

Ye Yang walked in the direction of the fishy smell and found some strange traces on the wall of a collapsed palace not far away.

These traces looked like they were left by some giant creature climbing up. Deep grooves were scraped out of the stones on the wall, and some unknown substance, like some kind of mucus, remained on the edges of the grooves.

"Some unknown powerful creature broke into the ruins of the palace?"

Ye Yang speculated secretly in his heart.

He continued to explore the ruins. Although he didn't know why there was a relic above the Longevity Barrier, today, he felt that he seemed to have glimpsed a secret.

The further he walked, the more Ye Yang discovered a relatively complete secret room.

The door of the secret room was half-open, and it was engraved with mysterious runes. These runes emitted a faint light, as if guarding the secrets inside.

Ye Yang gently pushed open the door of the secret room, and a stale smell hit him in the face.

There are some ancient bookshelves in the secret room, and the books on the shelves have long been rotten and will break at the touch.

In the center of the secret room, there is a stone platform, on which is placed a crystal emitting a faint light.

Ye Yang walked forward and picked up the crystal, only to see an image flickering inside the crystal.

He concentrated and stared at the crystal, and the image gradually became clear. In the picture, a huge lucky dragon was flying freely in the palace, spewing flames from its mouth and destroying the surrounding buildings. It was obviously looking for something.

Suddenly, a larger and more ferocious monster, like a worm but with eight tentacles, rushed out from the darkness, pounced on Fuyun Longjiao, and bit Fuyun Longjiao's neck. Fuyun Longjiao let out a painful roar and struggled desperately.

After a while, more and more monsters rushed out from the unknown world, tightly surrounding the body of Fuyun Longjiao, biting the dragon's body tightly and then using their claws to tear Fuyun Longjiao's body frantically.

Finally, Fu Yunlongjiao ran out of energy and fell to the ground, and the monster began to eat its corpse frantically.

……

And just when Ye Yang was exploring this lucky dragon.

Deep within the ruins, darkness is like thick ink, hiding a mysterious existence.

When Ye Yang's figure crossed the threshold of the ruins, the pair of eyes hidden in the darkness suddenly opened like two slowly rising cold moons.

In an instant, a deep gaze penetrated through layers of darkness and fog and locked firmly on Ye Yang.

"This……"

The mysterious man whispered, his voice low and hoarse, as if coming from the depths of time, carrying endless vicissitudes.

Ye Yang was unaware of this. He was leaning over a stone slab engraved with runes. His fingertips gently brushed over the raised lines, trying to decipher the secrets contained therein.

And the mysterious man in the dark was looking at Ye Yang with an inquiring gaze, as if he was examining the rarest treasure in the world.

"Interesting, really interesting."

The mysterious man muttered to himself, with a strange light in his eyes.

In his long life, he had met countless people, but this was the first time he had met someone as special as Ye Yang.

In his perception, the person in front of him seemed to be free from the five elements, like a meteor that was not bound by the trajectory of fate.

The mysterious man frowned, stretched out six fingers, and made a gesture.

He used all his skills to try to get a glimpse of Ye Yang's fate, but found that everything before his eyes was chaos and foggy. All his calculations were in vain and yielded nothing.

"How strange! I can't figure out his fate."

The mysterious man was secretly amazed.

After a long time, the surprise on the mysterious man's face gradually faded, replaced by a meaningful smile.

His laughter echoed in the darkness, with a hint of teasing and a hint of expectation.

"In that case, I'll give you a little more luck."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air around Ye Yang suddenly began to ripple, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake.

now.

Suddenly, changes occurred between heaven and earth.

A sonorous sound!
Ye Yang straightened up alertly, and the Evil King Sword and the Red Maple Sword flew out at the same time and appeared in front of Ye Yang. He looked around vigilantly.

"Who?"

Ye Yang's voice was steady, yet it carried a hint of inviolable majesty.

However, the only response he got was silence. Apart from the ripples in the air, there was nothing unusual.

Ye Yang frowned and was about to continue exploring, but found that the ground under his feet began to tremble slightly.

(End of this chapter)