The Path to Immortality: Starting with an Analysis of Basic Concepts

Chapter 483 Invincible Martial Arts Slaying the Dragon (Please Subscribe)

The City of Shadows.

Covering an area of ​​approximately one million acres, with high-built city walls, it is undoubtedly a major border city.

Without stopping, Lord Zhao left his horse outside and quickly entered the city. Ignoring the bustling street scenes, he galloped like the wind towards a residential area adjacent to the city wall.

Not long after.

He then came to a grand mansion with vermilion gates.

The black-clad guards at the gate clearly recognized Zhao Da, and they all bowed and greeted him, "Hall Master Zhao."

"Is the boss there? I have something urgent to report."

Zhao Da's face showed anxiety, and he asked in a deep voice.

The two guards were taken aback and dared not delay, so they hurriedly replied, "Reporting to Hall Master Zhao, the gang leader has gone to the city lord's mansion at the city lord's invitation."

"The City Lord's Mansion—"

Zhao Da instinctively turned around, about to leave.

But they had only taken two steps.

Then, a carriage drawn by six pure black "White Scale Horses," a unique breed from the "Black Fiend" realm, slowly approached from the front of the street.

Inside the carriage, a dark gold dragon was painted.

"Boss."

Zhao Da immediately recognized it as the gang leader's vehicle, and his face lit up with joy. He stood outside the door and waited.

When the carriage arrived at the door.

The curtain was lifted.

First, a line of women with different appearances walked out, followed by a young man whose face was not exactly handsome but whose temperament was exceptional, and an elderly man with white hair and beard.

"Your subordinate greets the gang leader and the Grand Elder."

Zhao Da, the guards at the gate all bowed and greeted him.

The young man, Wu Wudi, the leader of the Black Dragon Gang, glanced at Zhao Da, waved his hand, and said indifferently, "Let's go inside and talk."

After saying that, he ignored Zhao Da and turned to chat with the old man.

"The city lord has invited us to hunt down 'Lord Zhenhai.' I wonder if the Grand Elder has any thoughts on this? Should we go or not?"

The Grand Elder stroked his long, white beard and chuckled, "That guy is desperate to break through. If we go against his wishes, hehe—"

But then he abruptly changed the subject, saying, "The 'Sea-Suppressing Lord' is extremely difficult to deal with. There are six recorded transformations of it. With this glacier melting, who knows if it's its seventh transformation?"

"If we rush there, we might become food for its transformation."

"Old man, you're just spouting nonsense—"

Wu Wudi cursed inwardly. Did he really think he wouldn't know this? He shook his head slightly and said, "The 'Sea Patrol Guard' has already surveyed the area; there are no remnants of the 'Sea-Suppressing Lord's' metamorphosis on the glacier."

"It was because the aura of its 'divine realm' dissipated, causing the glacier to collapse."

"The city lord is leading a group of experts from the city lord's mansion and the coastal patrol guards. 'Lord Zhenhai' is destined for disaster. We'll probably just go along to make a show of things, just in case."

Wu Wudi gave a brief explanation, then tentatively said, "It is said that dragon blood is a sacred medicine, and the essence blood of the 'Sea-Suppressing Lord' is the most sacred of all."

"Elder, your injuries have been a concern; perhaps you should take a trip?"

This statement came out.

The elder shook his head repeatedly, politely declining, saying, "My old and frail body might hinder the city lord's important affairs, and it wouldn't be good if it caused the city lord to dislike the 'Black Dragon Gang'."

As he spoke, he looked at Wu Wudi with admiration.

"The leader is a saint, and this dragon slaying will surely bring him great fortune and allow him to advance further in his martial arts."

"Damn old man—"

Wu Wudi gritted his teeth inwardly. If he weren't confident in taking him down and also wary of the powerful backer behind him, he would have really wanted to chop down the former leader of the "Black Dragon Gang" who had abdicated in his place.

Ignoring him further, she stepped into the main hall.

Wu Wudi sat imposingly in the main seat, his gaze finally falling on Zhao Da, who had been keeping his head down and remaining silent. He asked with a hint of impatience, "What happened in the strange arena?"

Zhao Da, as if his broken string had been mended, subconsciously reported, "Reporting to the leader, the new owner of the Ghost Arena, a mere 'Blood Realm' monster, refused to hand over his mature monster, which he had nurtured for a year, to us. He even attacked his subordinates and smashed the boat."

As he spoke, under the strange gazes of Wu Wudi and the Grand Elder, he bowed and pleaded, "Please, Chief, do me justice and kill that strange arena master."

A few moments of silence followed.

Wu Wudi said in a deep voice, "You came to find me just for this?"

"Yes, boss, that monster—"

Zhao Da nodded, but before he could finish speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, flew backward, and crashed heavily to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath visibly weakened.

"Useless trash."

Wu Wudi's eyes turned red with anger, and a terrifying aura surged from his body, accompanied by a sound like a lion's roar.

"They're all useless trash. Are all the members of the 'Black Dragon Gang' dead? They come to me with such a trivial matter? —"

His entire being exuded an aura of power.

The maids standing nearby were instantly stunned into unconsciousness.

When the Grand Elder saw the crazed Wu Wudi, his face twitched, and he quietly shifted his position away from the crowd.

Just then.

Zhao Da, who was curled up on the ground, suddenly woke up, his eyes showing a blank expression.

Yes.

Why would I bother the gang leader with something so trivial?

A pale, icy blue rune emerged from between his brows, twisting and transforming into a tiny, hair-like ice needle.

The chill became apparent.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

Both the Grand Elder and the enraged Wu Wudi turned their gazes to the ice needle that was slowly rising into the air.

"What is that—"

As their thoughts raced, a sense of unfamiliarity arose in both of their minds.

Are you the leader of the "Black Dragon Gang"?

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The elder subconsciously answered that it was in the past.

Wu Wudi is undoubtedly the best.

next moment.

The ice needles vanished from their spot in an instant.

Wu Wudi's pupils contracted sharply, and wrinkles suddenly appeared on his jade-like skin between his brows, instantly transforming into a black scale with an enigmatic, brand-like pattern.

clang--

It was accompanied by a sound like metal clashing.

A slender, hair-thin ice needle was firmly embedded in Wu Wudi's black scales. An ice crystal spread rapidly outward from the needle, instantly freezing his entire body.

"hiss--"

Upon seeing this, the Grand Elder gasped, abruptly stood up, and looked at Wu Wudi, who was frozen in ice, with a mixture of surprise and delight in his eyes.

"What deity has this madman offended this time?"

But when he felt the chill, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

"This chill—"

Before he could think it through.

click-

The ice that had been freezing Wu Wudi was now covered in cracks, which then burst open and turned into a shower of sparkling crystals.

Wu Wudi revealed himself, his appearance was unharmed, but his face was a little pale and there was a faint crimson mark between his eyebrows.

At this time.

Stroll through the ice crystals as they twist and change in mid-air.

It is clearly displayed as ten large characters.

"You dare to challenge me to a battle at my treacherous territory?"

boom--

Wu Wudi raised his hand and slammed it down, unleashing a torrent of qi and blood that instantly vaporized the ten large characters. Regaining his senses, he turned to the Grand Elder and said indifferently, "Have we managed to seize any of their ghostly arenas recently? —"

Sensing the chilling killing intent in Wu Wudi's words, the Grand Elder dared not be negligent. He frowned, thought for a moment, and shook his head, saying, "The last time we competed with the 'Sea Dragon Gang' for the Ghost Field was three years ago."

He paused, then asked, puzzled, "Could this person have been hired by the 'Sea Dragon Gang'?"

Wu Wudi frowned and said disdainfully, "That piece of trash who begged for mercy after I punched him twice, he dares to do that."

"Hai Pangzi is cautious in his actions, which is unlike his usual style—"

The Grand Elder nodded in agreement.

But no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't figure out who he had clashed with over the ghost field. The "Black Dragon Gang" had only been operating the ghost field for a little over a year and hadn't made any big moves.

Until he caught a glimpse of Zhao Da, who had fallen into a coma.

As if he had thought of something, the Grand Elder's face turned strange, and an inconceivable idea popped into his mind.

This guy, who has apparently undergone more than four blood transfusions, injured Wu Wudi in one move and even left a message inviting him to a battle outside the city.

Could this be the one Zhao Da was talking about?

The owner of the "Black Dragon Gang's" haunted arena, right?

The more the elder thought about it, the more likely it was to be true, since this method originated from Zhao Da.

Can--

That's a bit too frivolous.

A martial artist at the "Radiant Sun" realm who has undergone four or more blood transfusions is an honored guest in any city, with access to all kinds of resources.

Why don't you become a perfectly good old man?

Did they rent his "Black Dragon Gang's" haunted place to raise monsters?

Is something wrong with you?

Wu Wudi wasn't stupid either, and he quickly realized this as well. His face turned ashen, and he stared at Zhao Da, wishing he could tear him to pieces.

If you want to steal something strange, you'd better keep your eyes peeled.

Who can be robbed, and who can't? Can't you even tell the difference?

That guy was a bastard too.

They have no self-awareness as strong individuals. Why did they have to raise monsters in my haunted house?

Why don't I bankrupt you?!

At this time.

The eldest elder spoke up, "Then—Chief, are you going or not?"

Should we go or not?

Wu Wudi's thoughts raced, and he instantly suppressed all his killing intent. The power of the ice needles wasn't strong; at most, it would only cause two "blood exchanges."

However, the chilling aura it contained, which resembled the "Inner Sea Desolation" that froze the soul, was extremely restraining to him.

If they really start fighting.

He might not actually be his match.

Even if you use all your cards and defeat them, you will still suffer heavy losses.

There are absolutely no benefits to it.

It would only cause trouble; only a fool would go.

Wu Wudi stood up, waved his hand, and said, "I need to recover from my injuries so I can prepare to accept the city lord's invitation to hunt down 'Lord Zhenhai'."

He paused, speechless, and said, "That idiot, I'll leave him to you, Elder."

After speaking, he went into the back hall without waiting for the Grand Elder's reply.

Wait until he leaves.

The Grand Elder frowned and pondered for a few moments before picking up the unconscious Zhao Da, leaving the mansion, boarding a carriage, and heading straight out of the city gate.

They stopped only when they reached the edge of the "Sun Flame" envelopment.

The Grand Elder, holding Zhao Da in his arms, stood at the edge of the "Sun Flame," surveyed the darkness before him, and shouted, "I am the Grand Elder of the 'Black Dragon Gang'!"

"There's been a misunderstanding. Please show yourself, my friend."

The wait was short.

Amidst the swirling, dim mist ahead, a strangely handsome young man in white robes with icy eyes stepped out.

The elder's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly understood.

"He really isn't human—"

Before he could say anything, the eerie youth sneered, "Where's your gang leader? Got a chicken? He was all high and mighty when he was robbing my subordinate monster, so why doesn't he dare show his face when I come knocking?"

"My friend—"

The elder opened his mouth as if to say something.

Zhu Yu, the "God of Frost," raised his hand to interrupt, feigning nonchalance, and said, "If he won't come, you, the Grand Elder of the 'Black Dragon Gang,' will do. Come on, let's have a one-on-one duel."

The Grand Elder was both amused and relieved. Judging from the strange posture of this "Netherworld Rank" beast, it was clearly just preparing to vent its anger and had no other intentions.

He tossed Zhao Da aside, cupped his hands in greeting, and laughed, "This old man is too frail to fight a friend. The whole ordeal in the strange arena was caused by this scoundrel's recklessness. My friend, you can do whatever you want with him; my 'Black Dragon Gang' will have no objections."

He paused, then added, "As for the haunted arena, my 'Black Dragon Gang' is willing to rent it to a friend for free for ten years. Is that acceptable?"

Zhu Yu, the "God of Frost," crushed Zhao Da's head with his foot, extracted his soul, swallowed it, and said calmly, "There will be no second time—"

After saying this, his body suddenly disintegrated, turning into countless ice crystals that disappeared.

"At least three transformations—"

Watching this scene, the Grand Elder pondered for a moment, then turned and boarded the carriage, returning to "Covering Moon City".

As for the appointment of the new head of the Ghostly Arena.

That's Wu Wudi's business.

If that "Netherworld Rank" monster is still squatting outside and hasn't left, he doesn't want to experience that chilling cold that freezes his very soul.

outside world.

"They are cautious indeed—"

"God of Frost" Zhu Yu watched the carriage depart, checked Zhao Da's memories, narrowed his eyes, and murmured, "Dragon slaying, interesting—"

He glanced once more at the brightly lit "Moon-Covering City," then disappeared into the darkness.

Off the sea.

"Didn't you get to fight?"

Zhu Yu raised an eyebrow. "He's quite the patient fellow—"

He didn't pay too much attention to it.

After he fought with Zhao Da, news of his disappearance spread.

Anyone who wants to take advantage of him must think carefully.

Coming to his senses, Zhu Yu looked at Wei Long and Fang Cheng, who were standing at the bow of the ship, each with their own thoughts, and suddenly called out, "Brother Wei, Brother Fang."

After waiting for the two to look at him, he chuckled and said, "Do you know about the 'City Lord's' plan to slay the dragon?"

"The city lord slays a dragon?"

Fang Cheng looked puzzled.

Wei Long's expression changed, and he looked at Zhu Yu with suspicion before grinning and saying, "Now I believe no one will dare to steal Brother Gui's ghost field."

Fang Cheng's doubts deepened, but he did not ask any questions.

He knew some of Wei Long's background; it was incredibly prestigious. If it weren't for the fact that he was involved in the resale of "mysterious seedlings," he would never have been able to get close to him.

And what he said.

It seems that this strange fellow also has connections with the upper echelons of "Covering the Moon City".

Fang Cheng was speechless for a moment.

With such a close relationship, one stirring up strange seedlings and the other setting up a strange field, it's truly speechless.

During a casual conversation.

The clouds ahead suddenly thinned out.

Rows of gray-white "stone tablets" stand in the sea, enclosing a large area of ​​water.

Approaching.

Four large characters are engraved on an arched stone gate.

Crimson Flame Ghost Field.

When the boats arrived.

A young man dressed as a "Sea Patrol Guard" appeared on the stone platform behind the stone gate. Upon seeing the boat, he immediately opened the barrier in front of the gate.

The boats sailed in.

The two men and two cunning individuals jumped onto the stone platform.

The young man from the "Sea Patrol Guard" glanced at Zhu Yu and Bai Jingjing, then called out to Fang Cheng, "Captain."

Fang Cheng waved his hand and asked with concern, "How's the repair going?"

The young patrolman shook his head and said, "Elder Hai said the cave is too big and too deep; the power of the 'Forbidden Stone' cannot completely cover it—"

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