Chapter 163: Farewell to an Old Friend

Chapter 163 Farewell to an Old Friend

Wu Qingxue exclaimed, "In this world, there exists such miraculous objects!"

Objects capable of pushing a pinnacle warrior to break through instantly, and able to elevate a saint warrior by one realm unconditionally!

Such elixirs, even the Pill Tower, cannot produce a single one.

Yet, right now, there is one before her.

"Dust, let me go and get it." Wu Qingxue rose into the air, intending to pick the Starry Fruit, but suddenly, a storm of razor-sharp blades erupted in the sky, rushing towards her and sending Wu Qingxue flying.

"Change of plans!"

Wu Qingxue released her soul power, an invisible force forming a barrier around her, spreading outwards. The ferocious blades surged towards her, erupting with bursts of sound, yet they couldn't break through Wu Qingxue's barrier.

Yechen nodded slightly as he observed.

It seemed that Wu Qingxue's mastery of soul power was indeed becoming more proficient.

Just as Wu Qingxue was about to approach the Starry Fruit, a deafening roar echoed through the air.

In the next moment, the cliffs began to tremble, and a giant python, over ten meters long, burst out of the cliff and lunged towards Wu Qingxue.

It was a python with wings on its back, like a moving mountain, covered in metallic-like scales from head to tail, with blood-red eyes that seemed incredibly fierce. It snapped Wu Qingxue's soul power barrier with a single bite.

"Not good!"

Wu Qingxue's face changed drastically, and she quickly retreated. The giant mouth descended, nearly grazing her face, almost swallowing her.

"Oh Heavens, is this a snake or a dragon?"

Wu Qingxue, back on the ground, looked at the giant python spiraling on the cliff with shock on her face.

It was called a snake, but where would a snake have wings and scales like metal?

But if it was called a dragon, it lacked dragon claws and a dragon head. What kind of monster was this?

But regardless of what kind of monster it was, Wu Qingxue was certain that it was definitely a saint-level creature, and it might even be a high-level saint, far beyond her ability to contend with.

"Dragon Python!"

Yechen's eyes flashed as he looked at the python, appearing somewhat surprised.

Dragons were ancient true spirits, divine realm true spirits. Even in the Immortal Martial Realm, those with true dragon bloodlines were extremely rare. He didn't expect such a lower-dimensional plane to have a dragon python with true dragon bloodlines.

Its ancestors must have mated with a true dragon.

Of course, Yechen wasn't concerned about this. What he cared about was the existence of the dragon python. He was determined to explore this Death Valley.

The dragon python, guarding the Starry Fruit, opened its blood basin and roared thunderously, as if threatening to drive Yechen and the others away.

"A mere beast dares to block my path?"

Yechen sneered coldly, rising into the air. The swirling blades seemed to be nothing, blocked entirely by Yechen's stellar body, unable to harm him at all.

He was determined to obtain the Starry Fruit and the Starry Old Vine.

Though the Starry Fruit wasn't particularly valuable to him, in his past life, he wouldn't have spared it a glance. But now, the Starry Fruit could restore his strength, so he naturally wanted it.

With a palm strike, the storm of blades surrounding him seemed to be drawn into his palm, directed towards the dragon python.

The dragon python, cunning as it was, had already dodged at the moment Yechen attacked, spitting out a barrier towards Yechen.

Their powers collided in the air. The blades and the barrier began to dissipate strangely, as if the dragon python's power could erode other forces.

"Truly strange."

Yechen was slightly surprised. Since his arrival, he had felt that the aura here was somewhat unusual. Most of the monsters he had encountered along the way were unfamiliar.

Even those he recognized were slightly different from those in the Immortal Martial Realm.

The dragon python's ability to erode power was something he had never seen before, and it wasn't an ability typical of dragon pythons.

Could it be that due to the broken rules and incomplete Dao of this lower-dimensional plane, the natural rules sensed by the creatures here were different?

But this Death Valley had a complete set of rules, which shouldn't be the case.

Just as Yechen was surprised, the dragon python launched another attack. Its tail swung, like a dragon's tail, carrying the terrifying force of a thousand mountains, rolling towards Yechen.

"Sword Technique of the Black Tortoise!"

Yechen's finger pointed, and the shadows of the Black Tortoise sword suddenly appeared, carrying unparalleled sword intent as they rushed out.

The sharp and terrifying sword energy broke through the layers of blades, landing directly on the dragon python's tail, cutting open a terrifying wound that sprayed blood like a mist.

The dragon python roared in pain and anger, its blood-red eyes fixed on Yechen, opening its blood basin and fiercely biting towards him.

This dragon python was already at the middle-stage of the Saint level. With the rules here being complete, its level was equivalent to around the sixth stage of the Void Crossing Realm. Its strength and physical defense far surpassed those of warriors at the same level.

So Yechen's sword couldn't sever its tail, and each punch or sword strike only caused it to tumble and scream in pain, but couldn't kill it.

"Considering you possess the blood of a dragon, it's not easy. I don't want to kill unnecessarily. Leave now, and I'll spare your life." Yechen said coldly.

At this point in the battle, he hadn't developed any killing intent. Firstly, he just wanted to pick the Starry Old Vine. Secondly, the blood of the dragon was from an ancient true spirit, capable of activating the blood of a true dragon, which was indeed rare.

Even in the lower-dimensional plane, let alone the Immortal Martial Realm, such beings were very rare. Yechen didn't want to kill it.

The dragon python seemed to understand Yechen's words. It roared in response but refused to leave.

"Since you insist on seeking death, then I'll grant your wish."

Seeing that the dragon python was unrelenting, Yechen no longer held back. The Sword Technique of the Black Tortoise condensed once again, and the space around him seemed to be drawn in by the terrifying sword intent, covering the area.

The dragon python roared repeatedly, retreating slowly. It seemed to be extremely wary of Yechen's sword.

However, it still stood in front of the Starry Old Vine, unwilling to leave.

Yechen's expression grew cold, and the majestic sword energy gathered once more. As if sensing the danger, the dragon python roared again, its massive body slowly retreating, but it still stayed in front of the Starry Old Vine, refusing to leave.

Just as Yechen was about to strike, a streak of light swiftly approached. Within that light, there seemed to be a peerless fairy. She wore white clothes, her face veiled,

 but her ethereal aura still exuded a divine air, as if she was above the mundane world.

"It's you!"

As he watched the figure swiftly approach, Yechen's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Wu Qingxue, on the ground below, also trembled slightly, her eyes flashing.

"It's actually you!"

The woman landed, and the dragon python, as if finding support, immediately approached her, rubbing its huge head against her feet. Its blood-red eyes were filled with a hint of grievance, as if it were a child seeking comfort from an adult.

The woman looked up at Yechen, equally surprised. She seemed somewhat unexpected.