Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

The ball of yellowish liquid floated in the air and radiated startling fluctuations. It was so mesmerizing that it caused everyone to feel an involuntary urge to touch it and acquire it. The Nine Serenities Spring Water, a heavenly ingredient and earthly treasure had finally appeared.

“Haha, the Nine Serenities Yellow Spring Water has appeared. It’s mine!”

The white-haired asura laughed and rushed toward the Nine Serenities Yellow Spring Water.

“Wanting to seize the Nine Serenities Yellow Spring Water? You have to ask if I agree first.” Duanmu Yan coldly laughed.

At this moment, Duanmu Yan acted. He launched an attack at the white-haired asura.

As for the other mercenaries, they clashed against the devils. Blood flowed so much that they became a river, and both sides suffered heavy casualties.

Screams of agony rang out in waves again and again, as people died constantly, including the devils.

Keng, keng…

The white-haired asura fought against Duanmu Yan. The strength of this white-haired asura was pretty terrifying, equivalent to a human at the Martial Master Realm.

The weapon he used was a stone hammer, something forged from a rock.

Naturally, it wasn’t any ordinary rock but was a rock that contained traces from meteorites. It was much tougher compared to ordinary rocks.

The white-haired asura brandished the stone hammer and clashed against Duanmu Yan.

Lin Feng had fought against Duanmu Yan before and knew how fearsome Duanmu Yan was. He observed their fight for a while and discovered that it was tough for a victor to emerge among them within a short period.

Hence, Lin Feng silently began to move toward the location of the Nine Serenities Yellow Spring Water.

The sandpiper and clam fought against each other and the fisherman caught both.

To Lin Feng, this was an extremely rare opportunity.

“Crazed God Hammer Art!”

The white-haired asura let out low-sounding roars and grabbed his hammer with both of his hands. His attacking posture was extremely ferocious. He was like a mad man as he launched hammer blows after hammer blows at Duanmu Yan.

Duanmu Yan’s expression was calm. The black spear in his hand calmly defended.

After tens of rounds of attacking, the asura’s attacks were all blocked by Duanmu Yan.

The attacks had no effect, and the white asura needed to rest after he had unleashed that barrage. His posture instantly weakened.

At this moment, Duanmu Yan’s cold laughter rang out, “What dogshit Crazed God Hammer Art is that? Are you subterranean devils even fit to cultivate the martial skills of humans? At most, you will only achieve a weakened version that bore no resemblance to the original. Today, allow me to show you what a real martial skill is.”

“Three Spears of the Tyrant King”

As the sound of his voice faded, Duanmu Yan leaped out and the black spear in his hand directly stabbed toward the white-haired asura.

Duanmu Yan’s attack was filled with arrogance and tyranny.

This was the essence of the ‘Three Spears of the Tyrant King’.

It was a spear art that emphasized tyranny.

Duanmu Yan had already gained insight into this martial skill’s essence. During the first spear strike, the white-haired asura was forced back. During the second, the white-haired asura was almost pierced. During the third, the white-haired asura couldn’t evade anymore and his shoulder was penetrated by it.

“ARGH!” The white-haired asura let out a miserable scream of pain.

Duanmu Yan coldly laughed. He wielded his spear and wanted to kill and dangle the white-haired asura on it, hoisting his target up in the air.

At such a dangerous moment where life and death were concerned, the white-haired asura was even more ruthless to himself.

He grabbed the black spear and forcefully tore it out from his shoulder.

After that, he retreated tens of meters backward with explosive speed. The other devils rushed over, surrounding him protectively.

“Just scram.” Duanmu Yan coldly spoke.

The white-haired asura was filled with ten thousand bits of reluctance in his heart. However, he was now heavily injured. Basically, it was impossible for him to be Duanmu Yan’s opponent. So what if he was unwilling and reluctant to accept this? He could only choose to leave.

“Human cultivator, I will remember you. You definitely won’t be able to leave the subterranean world alive.” The white-haired asura venomously glanced at Duanmu Yan before leading his group of devils to leave.

Duanmu Yan snorted disdainfully at the white-haired asura’s threat. After obtaining the Nine Serenities Yellow Spring Water, he planned to leave immediately. Who could obstruct him?

After the white-haired asura left, Duanmu Yan was so excited that his entire body was trembling. Because… the Nine Serenities Yellow Spring Water would soon belong to him.

Duanmu Yan rushed toward the depths, wanting to obtain his spoil of war.

But at this moment, the scene before his eyes made his eye sockets almost crack from extreme anger.

A young man rushed out from the nearby forest and came before the Nine Serenities Yellow Spring Water. He then took out a porcelain bottle and collected all of it.

And that young man was none other than Lin Feng.

“ARGH, I want your life!”

Upon seeing this scene, Duanmu Yan’s eyes turned red. He howled in rage as boundless killing intent flickered in his eyes.