The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with a Suicide Note and Conquering All Realms

It is a hundred miles outside Xiangyang City.

Primitive, barren mountains.

Night had just fallen, and the sky was tinged with a gray-white hue. Sunlight could not penetrate the towering, ancient trees that blocked out the sun.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of dark brown decaying leaves. It felt soft underfoot, and water seeped out from time to time.

The air was thick with a grayish-green miasma. It had a pungent, fishy stench.

Lin Yuan walked at the front.

The hem of the gray Taoist robe was swept across the decaying leaves without getting a speck of mud or water on it.

He didn't have a map.

No need to identify directions.

The fragments of the Demon-Suppressing Sword he brought back from the Tang Dynasty world, along with his dragon bloodline's keen perception of the energy of heaven and earth, allowed him to traverse this natural maze with ease.

In the grass ahead, several brightly colored venomous snakes had been coiled on the skeleton.

Lin Yuan approached.

The venomous snakes instantly collapsed to the ground. They no longer had the strength to move or escape, and could only press their heads tightly against the soil.

The aura of the superior instilled instinctive fear in these inferior poisonous creatures.

Yang Guo followed behind.

He gripped the hilt of his sword, warily scanning his surroundings.

Little Dragon Girl held his hand, her expression aloof.

Ouyang Feng grabbed his disheveled hair, looked around, and mumbled incoherent nonsense.

"Brother Lin, there isn't even a road in this place, what are we looking for?" Yang Guo asked.

"Find a few swords," Lin Yuan said calmly.

"sword?"

"A dead man's sword." Lin Yuan didn't explain further.

Go deeper.

The miasma grew thicker. Visible gray-green mist drifted among the tree trunks.

Yang Guo circulated the internal energy of the Nine Yin Manual to resist the invasion of the poison. Xiaolongnu's face turned slightly pale.

Lin Yuan kept walking.

A very faint layer of dark gold true essence covered his body. The miasma dissipated automatically when it came within three feet of him.

"boom!"

A loud noise suddenly came from the valley ahead.

A strong wind blew in, carrying a fishy smell.

The ancient trees around them shook violently, and leaves fell in a rustling sound.

"Something's fighting." Yang Guo's hand rested on the hilt of his sword, his eyes narrowing.

Lin Yuan looked up.

"arrive."

The four quickened their pace, passed through a dense forest, and arrived at the entrance to a dark canyon.

Inside the canyon, sand and stones flew everywhere.

Two enormous creatures are locked in a deadly battle.

One of them was a large eagle.

It was enormous, towering half a body taller than an average person. Its feathers were sparse, and it had a bald patch on its head, making it look ugly.

Its wings spread, stirring up a fierce wind. Each strike of its sharp claws left deep grooves in the rock face.

The other one is a snake.

It's not an ordinary snake.

The snake's body was as thick as a bucket and several meters long. Its entire body was covered in dark golden scales. A fist-sized fleshy horn grew from the top of its head. The horn twitched slightly, exuding an eerie aura.

Bodhi Serpent King.

The spiritual energy of this world has changed due to Lin Yuan's arrival, and cracks have appeared in the rules of Heaven. This beast has mutated. It is transforming into a dragon.

The snake king opened its blood-red maw and spewed out a thick cloud of purplish-black poisonous mist.

The poisonous fog landed on the rocks, which hissed and instantly corroded a large pit.

The divine eagle cried out and flapped its right wing to disperse the poisonous mist.

The snake king's vertical pupils flashed with cunning, and it seized the opportunity to flick its tail.

"Bang!"

The snake's tail struck the eagle's belly.

The enormous body of the divine eagle was sent flying backward, crashing against the valley wall. Rocks tumbled down.

It struggled to its feet, its left wing drooping limply, clearly injured.

The serpent king coiled its body, raising its head high. Its fleshy horns emitted a dark red glow. It prepared to launch a fatal attack.

Yang Guo understood the situation.

"This eagle is sentient." Yang Guo drew his longsword. "Brother Lin, I'll go help it."

He stomped his foot, circulating his inner energy.

Lin Yuan raised his hand.

Two fingers were placed on Yang Guo's shoulder.

Yang Guo felt a weight on his shoulder, and the force of his charge was instantly dissipated.

"Step back," Lin Yuan said softly.

Yang Guo stopped in his tracks: "Brother Lin?"

"You can't withstand that poisonous fog." Lin Yuan looked into the valley. "This beast has mutated. With your current internal energy, you'll die if it touches it."

Yang Guo gripped the sword hilt tightly and took a half step back.

The divine eagle let out another mournful cry.

The snake king sprang forth, opened its massive jaws, and bit straight at the eagle's neck.

Lin Yuan made a move.

He did not draw his sword.

He took a step forward.

Open your eyes.

The dark golden vertical pupils suddenly lit up in the dark canyon.

Two bright golden lights pierced through the miasma in the valley.

A pure dragon's might, belonging to the bloodline of the high-dimensional dragon race, poured out into the valley without reservation.

The air froze instantly.

The strong winds stopped.

The leaves are suspended in mid-air.

That oppressive aura didn't belong to martial arts internal force. It came from the absolute crushing power of one's life level.

Dragons.

The leader of all fish.

The Serpent King was in mid-air, less than three feet away from the Divine Eagle's neck.

It sensed that aura.

His dark golden vertical pupils contracted violently.

fear.

The primal fear from the depths of its blood instantly overwhelmed its consciousness.

Its body froze in mid-air.

Even the action of spitting out poisonous mist was abruptly interrupted.

"Bang."

The snake king's massive body crashed straight to the ground.

It dared not move.

He couldn't even muster the thought of running away.

It pressed its head firmly into the soil, its golden scales trembling violently.

Lin Yuan walked up to the Snake King.

He looked down at the strange beast that was about to transform into a dragon.

"That's interesting."

Lin Yuan raised his right hand.

make a fist.

There are no fancy moves. There are no complicated formulas.

The Word of Power: Monarch's Flame exploded on the fist.

He threw a punch.

A pillar of dark golden fire erupted from the fist and slammed directly into the snake king's head.

"boom!"

There were no screams.

The Serpent King's indestructible head, which even the Divine Eagle's claws couldn't break, instantly vaporized under the intense heat of the Sovereign Flame.

Bones shattered. Flesh and blood evaporated.

The pillar of fire pierced through the snake's head, blasting a scorched crater several meters deep into the ground below. The soil at the bottom of the crater instantly turned into a glassy substance, radiating a dark red residual heat.

The snake king's massive headless corpse twitched twice, then remained completely still.

Lin Yuan withdrew his fist.

He pointed his fingers like a knife and made a light cut at the snake king's vital spot.

The dark gold energy sliced ​​through the snake scales.

A snake gallbladder, the size of a fist and radiating a rich golden light, rolled out.

Lin Yuan reached out and caught it.

The snake gall was warm, exuding a pure, medicinal fragrance.

He turned around and threw the snake gall to Yang Guo.

Yang Guo caught it in a flurry of activity.

"Swallow it," Lin Yuan said. "This thing will double your internal energy. You don't have the strength to lift the things we need to get next."

Yang Guo did not hesitate.

He tilted his head back and swallowed the snake gall bladder in one gulp.

As soon as the snake gall entered my stomach, an extremely powerful surge of heat exploded within me.

Yang Guo grunted and immediately sat down cross-legged, circulating the Nine Yin Manual to digest the medicinal effects.

Little Dragon Girl stayed by his side.

Lin Yuan turned his head and looked at the divine eagle.

The Divine Eagle stood still.

It did not escape.

Its cloudy eyes looked at Lin Yuan, without any rage or hostility in them.

Only deep reverence.

It sensed the aura of a superior being emanating from Lin Yuan that made its soul tremble.

The Divine Eagle lowered its proud head.

It folded its wings and let out a low cry.

It bent its knees and lay down on the ground.

Submission.

Lin Yuan walked up to the Divine Eagle.

He reached out and patted the eagle's bald head.

"lead the way."

The Divine Eagle stood up.

It turned around and limped into the depths of the canyon.

Lin Yuan followed behind.

Xiaolongnu helped Yang Guo up after he had absorbed some of the medicine's effects, with Ouyang Feng following closely behind.

The four people and the eagle set off into the depths of the Valley of the Sword Demon.

The canyon is getting narrower and narrower.

The towering rock walls on both sides blocked out all the light.

The fishy smell and murderous aura that had filled the air were completely purified by the high temperature of Lin Yuan's Monarch Flame.

All that remained was a deathly silence of submission.

They walked for about half an hour.

There is no road ahead.

A huge stone wall blocked their way.

Thick green vines climbed all over the stone wall.

The eagle stopped in its tracks.

It used its intact right wing to sweep away the green vines.

The scene on the stone wall was revealed.

Three large characters are deeply engraved on the rock face.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful. Between the strokes, there is a solitary and proud sword intent rising to the sky.

Dugu Sword Tomb.