System's Super Sect Chapter 1054 - 976: Immortal Sect VS Shrouding Heaven Pavilion (Part 3)

Ten breaths.

A hundred breaths.

Time crawled by, yet still, no sound came from Shan Tianhun, nor was his presence detected.

Only the all-consuming Black Dragon Flame burned with ferocity.

Anxiety began to grip the four, and foreboding thoughts started to take root in their hearts. The dark flames emanated a heart-pounding aura that affected them all.

As moments stretched on, these ominous feelings escalated rapidly, as if nourished by a spring rain.

This distress caused Kui Qing and his two companions, even while locked in a desperate struggle with the Sword Demon and his allies, to steal frequent, worried glances towards Shan Tianhun's location.

They understood that a lapse in concentration during combat was a perilous error.

Yet, they felt compelled to do so.

All of them desperately wished to ascertain Shan Tianhun’s condition.

If Shan Tianhun fell, their situation would become dire.

Initially, the five of them were already at a disadvantage against the numerous powerhouses of the Immortal Sect. The loss of even one member at this critical juncture would significantly worsen their predicament.

Jing Wuxing, positioned closest to Shan Tianhun, could neither see nor sense anything regarding Shan Tianhun’s state. He started shouting loudly.

His intention was for his voice to reach Shan Tianhun.

He hoped for a response.

"Brother Tianhun!"

"Brother Tianhun!"

But precisely during this moment of distraction, the Ice Dragon King unleashed a torrent of white dragon breath directly at Jing Wuxing.

Startled, Jing Wuxing immediately felt his Meridian Gate thrum. He condensed Vein Qi, colliding it with the white dragon breath. Using the force of this Vein Technique impact, he retreated swiftly, evading the icy blast from the Ice Dragon King.

This white dragon breath possessed an extreme coldness. Even from a hundred feet away, his Spirit Body felt a sharp, bone-chilling cold.

It was evident that such dragon breath was far beyond what a Spirit Body could withstand. He was certain that if the breath had fully engulfed him, his Spirit Body would have been irrevocably damaged.

Nevertheless, although he managed to retreat in time by using the impact of his Vein Qi, his momentary distraction—shouting for Shan Tianhun and glancing towards the Black Dragon Flame—still resulted in Jing Wuxing being grazed by the white dragon breath.

Jing Wuxing was astounded, a look of sheer terror crossing his face. Sensing the agony in his arm, he frantically attempted to move his now-frozen left arm.

But it remained utterly immobile!

His left arm was completely encased in ice.

"Brother Tianhun, you are on your own now." Jing Wuxing no longer dared to look towards the Black Dragon Flame, nor could he permit himself to be sidetracked by concerns over Shan Tianhun’s fate.

He knew he was no match for the formidable Ice Dragon.

At this juncture, his sole focus was on surviving!

Nothing else mattered!

As for Kui Qing, Wan Zhi, and Bu Jin.

Bu Jin found himself locked in a fierce struggle with Dark Stream Annihilation, whose inherent strength surpassed Bu Jin’s. The relentless onslaught of Dark Stream Annihilation allowed Bu Jin no respite.

While Dark Stream Annihilation dared to endure the Earth Level Upper Grade School Vein Skill unleashed by Bu Jin, Bu Jin himself hesitated to confront Dark Stream Annihilation's Black Scythe head-on.

Because, during a moment of distraction while checking on Shan Tianhun, he had taken a glancing blow. Though he reacted instantly and deflected the Black Scythe with his Vein Qi Shield, avoiding a direct hit from the blade, the scythe's edge that brushed his shoulder had nearly severed his hand.

Turning to Wan Zhi.

He too could not afford to be distracted.

He was facing the Wood Dragon.

The sheer power of the Wood Dragon’s physical body was comparable to beings in the Realm of the Demon Race.

A single, casual strike from the Wood Dragon was more than he could possibly endure.

While he might not be defeated instantly, any lapse in concentration due to worrying about Shan Tianhun would inevitably lead to his demise.

Finally, there was Kui Qing.

Kui Qing was engaged in an intense duel with the Sword Demon. His initial intent was to maintain enough focus to assist Shan Tianhun, thereby preventing any unforeseen mishap.

However, little did he anticipate that the Sword Demon would activate the special ability of the Vortex Map once more—the Holy Light Barrier. Within a thousand-foot radius of the Sword Demon, the deployment of any Vein Techniques was rendered impossible.

This unfortunate circumstance confined Kui Qing to a state of being relentlessly pursued and attacked by the Sword Demon.

Due to the debilitating effect of the Holy Light Barrier, Kui Qing dared not approach Wan Zhi or Bu Jin. He was forced to retreat from the main fray, isolated and cornered by the Sword Demon in a desolate spot.

These unfolding events were, in fact, visible to Shan Tianhun.

The Black Dragon Flame itself served as a barrier, impenetrable to any form of sensory perception; sight and sound were equally unable to penetrate its veil. Yet, under Wen Ping's specific command, the Black Dragon granted Shan Tianhun the ability to observe the external world.

"Help me!"

"Help me!"

Shan Tianhun wailed hysterically as his Meridian Gates trembled violently. The four gates continuously drew upon the world's Vein Qi, erecting a shield before him to fend off the menacing advance of the Black Dragon Flame. However, the rate at which the Vein Qi coalesced into the shield lagged far behind the speed at which the Black Dragon Flame consumed it.

He longed to hear the voice of his dear brother, Jing Wuxing.

He wished Kui Qing and the others could hear him.

Little did he know, even the privilege of witnessing the outside world was granted by Wen Ping.

Therefore, all hope was utterly extinguished at the very instant he was engulfed by the Black Dragon Flame!

In that moment, as the Black Dragon Flame completely annihilated the Vein Qi shield, Shan Tianhun seemed to finally grasp this grim truth, his eyes filling with utter despair.

Helplessly watching himself being consumed by the Black Dragon Flame, feeling his formerly proud Spirit Body incinerated by its heat, Shan Tianhun abruptly turned his gaze towards Wen Ping standing on the prow of the Flying Ship.

"Wen Ping, if you dare to kill me, you will surely die. It won't take long before you realize the folly of opposing us at Zhentian Tower," Shan Tianhun declared defiantly at Wen Ping, unwilling to accept his fate.

Wen Ping remained still, his hands clasped behind his back, gazing down at Shan Tianhun from the Flying Ship's bow. He calmly uttered a single sentence, "If uttering a few words can make your death more bearable, then continue shouting. Ten breaths from now, your body will belong to me."

With that, Wen Ping spoke no further.

Yet, in his heart, he issued a command to the Black Dragon: preserve the entirety of the body!

Consequently, the Black Dragon ascended into the sky once more, only to descend like a celestial meteor.

Black Dragon World-Destroying Step!

Activated once again!

As one of the formidable skills wielded by the Netherworld Black Dragon King.

Under the execution of the Black Dragon World-Destroying Step, the Netherworld Black Dragon King's power is amplified threefold to fivefold.

Earlier, when it shattered the Vein Array Shield of the four opponents, the Black Dragon World-Destroying Step had granted the Black Dragon a mere threefold increase in strength.

This was merely a foundational augmentation!

This time, Shan Tianhun, with unfortunate timing, provided the Black Dragon with a fivefold augmentation.

Three breaths later.

Shan Tianhun was pulverized beneath the Black Dragon's might, within the inferno of the Black Dragon Flame, merging into one with the Black Dragon. Together, they transformed into a blinding streak of black light, plummeting towards the shattered remnants of Mitian City.

Boom—

This single stomp.

The very earth fractured.

Mountains crumbled.

A significant portion of Mitian City vanished without a trace from this solitary act, its ruins reduced to mere dust.

And Shan Tianhun, in this final, devastating step, met a death beyond mere demise.

Amidst the furious roars of the Black Dragon King, the surviving inhabitants of Mitian City and the formidable warriors of the Battle Division watched the spectacle from a distance, their hearts seized by profound terror.

Only two questions echoed in their minds.

Could the five War Gods of the Battle Division truly achieve victory?

Was the Immortal Sect truly just a mere sect originating from Heaven and Earth Lake?