19: Chapter 19 Dragon?!

Outside the Hanging Secret Realm, various divine ships hovered in mid-air.

Luo Li turned her head to look at the aloof-tempered Mu Qingge beside her, her eyebrows smiling as she curiously spoke: "Sister Mu, among this batch from your Blue Star, are there any standout talents?"

Mu Qingge shook her head slightly, her expression indifferent: "I have never paid attention to these things. Leading the team this time is simply because I am the only one among all the commanders who is free."

Hearing this, Luo Li showed a bit of disappointment, dejectedly saying: "Sister Mu is far too laid-back. Out of this batch, isn't there even one who can catch your eye?"

Mu Qingge was silent for a moment, her cold eyes shifting slightly as she faintly uttered: "If you ask if I have any expectations, there is one person."

"Oh? Who is it?" Luo Li instantly perked up, hurriedly pressing for an answer.

Being able to make Mu Qingge, a Tier 6 Intermediate True God, look at someone in a new light, they must have something special about them.

"Su Ming."

Hearing this name, a strange expression instantly flashed across Luo Li's face, and she nodded in realization: "So it's that little fellow."

With her cultivation realm, she had long since taken in the conversation of the youths below, naturally knowing about the farce of the bet between Su Ming and Liu Hongfeng, and she also retained an impression of this commoner youth.

She looked at Mu Qingge with full of doubt: "Sister Mu, I remember this Su Ming is not from a noble family, right? Do you really think highly of him?"

"Without proof or evidence, it's purely intuition."

Mu Qingge was also unable to accurately articulate the feeling in her heart, but upon that youth's body, there was a calmness, forbearance, and wildness far surpassing his peers, making people inexplicably feel he was destined for greatness.

Hearing this, Luo Li could only shrug helplessly.

On the path of cultivation, intuition is the most illusory and ethereal, impossible to argue against, so she stopped asking more, and the two naturally turned over this topic, chatting idly about various matters in the stellar region.

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Meanwhile, inside the Hanging Secret Realm.

Su Ming stood amidst the boundless ancient forest, with nether yin energy surging heavily around him.

After a short period of exploration and slaughter, the scale of his Undead Retainers surged once again.

Aside from the recruited Nether subordinates, there were nearly three thousand Undead Retainers, all transformed on the spot after the retainers slaughtered the secret realm monsters during this period.

Ordinary Nether deities, wanting to transform corpses into retainers, must transport them back to their own divine domain, consuming massive amounts of time and divine power to slowly refine them, which is cumbersome and inefficient.

But Su Ming was different.

The Nether Sovereign allowed Su Ming's divine domain to land wherever he was, enabling him to refine corpses and reincarnate undead anytime and anywhere.

What was even more terrifying was the conversion rate.

The reincarnation success rate for corpses of ordinary Nether deities was only ten percent; ten corpses might not even yield one success.

Yet after this period of research, Su Ming's own reincarnation success rate reached as high as fifty percent, which was far stronger than other Nether deities.

The only regret was that the Undead Retainers transformed on the spot would still suffer a slight loss in strength, unable to retain their peak combat power from when they were alive.

Just as Su Ming was secretly taking stock of his foundation, two faint sensations of a bond snapping suddenly came from his heart.

"Huh? An underworld soldier died?"

Su Ming's mind tightened.

"Did they encounter an ambush from other trial deities, or did they run into a monster tribe of the secret realm?"

He did not hesitate, immediately connecting his divine sense to the field of vision of the underworld soldier at the very last instant before its fall.

The images shifted, and the scene rapidly emerged.

"So it's a monster nest!"

The moment he saw the image clearly, a sharp gleam suddenly lit up in the depths of Su Ming's eyes, and his heart was overjoyed.

For other trial-takers, a monster nest was a fatal perilous zone, but in his eyes, the dense mass of monsters were all excellent resources that could be transformed and used to farm points!

Through the underworld soldier's vision, he clearly saw that this nest was infested with a massive amount of monsters, and all of them were flying monsters with high-altitude mobility, making them extremely tricky to deal with.

It was just that the speed of those monsters was too fast; that underworld soldier hadn't seen their appearance at all, seeing only shadows all over the sky.

Su Ming quickly reviewed the combat power: "The overall strength of the monsters isn't strong, most should be at Tier 2 Transcendence, but the quantity is extremely huge, roughly estimated to be over three thousand. The underworld soldier was completely swarmed and killed."

Just as he was pondering, the visual image suddenly shattered.

That underworld soldier's memories ended here.

"All personnel assemble, encircle the direction of the monster nest!"

Su Ming made a prompt decision, immediately ordering all dispersed exploring retainers to gather towards the nest at full speed.

Within a brief moment, nearly five thousand retainers had completely assembled, mighty and surging as they pressed towards the monster nest, with yin energy obscuring the sun and a monstrous murderous aura.

The moment they arrived at the outer periphery of the nest, Wawan suddenly stopped, her pretty eyebrows tightly knitted, her eyes filled with extreme vigilance, as she spoke in a deep voice: "Lord God, something is wrong. In the air of this place, there remains an extremely faint lingering aura of dragon might. This nest is definitely not simple."

"Dragon might?"

Su Ming's expression changed abruptly, his eyes filled with shock and doubt.

He spread out his divine sense once again, investigating the entire nest in all directions.

He also sensed that in the deepest part of the nest, there indeed lingered a wisp of extremely faint yet incomparably tyrannical and ancient dragon might.

This wisp of dragon might was tattered, weak, and intermittent, seeming to have long since fallen into decline and silence, yet it still naturally carried a supreme pressure that transcended all beasts.

Rumble—

Before Su Ming could investigate further, a violent roar that shook all directions suddenly came from deep within the nest, the sound waves sweeping through the dense forest and causing the surrounding trees to tremble rustlingly.

An overbearing aura far exceeding ordinary monsters suddenly erupted!

"Tier 9 Transcendence! It seems this is the commander of the entire nest."

Su Ming's eyes grew solemn, finally taking this battle seriously.

Three thousand low-tier monsters weren't a threat, but a Tier 9 Transcendence monster was different; it had already reached the high stages of transcendence, and its strength had undergone another transformation. Tier 9 Transcendence had even begun to transform towards a divine creature, making its strength countless times more terrifying than before.

He turned his head to look at A Gui and Wawan by his side, asking in a deep voice: "Do the two of you have the confidence to keep this monster in check?"

A Gui stepped forward, bending on one knee, his posture as upright as a spear, his battle intent monstrous, and his tone clanging and powerful: "Rest assured, Lord God! This subordinate will surely protect the master's safety with death! If anyone wishes to harm a hair on the Lord God, they must first step over this subordinate's corpse!"

Wawan also nodded lightly, her seemingly gentle brows instantly covered with a piercing cold light, saying softly and resolutely: "Lord God need not worry. With me here, mere monsters cannot harm you in the slightest."

Having received full assurance from the two, Su Ming's heart settled, and without any more hesitation, he shouted an order in a deep voice: "Whole army advance, attack!"

Following the order, nearly five thousand retainers stepped forward together, the pitch-black Undead Army pressing steadily towards the deep monster nest, with yin energy surging and death aura permeating.

Seeming to sense the intrusion of external enemies, the interior of the nest instantly became restless.

Countless tiny monsters born with pitch-black wings flapped their wings and surged out frantically, densely covering the vast sky, blotting out the sun and sky, and a fierce, murderous aura rushed towards them.

Above the monsters filling the sky, an incomparably massive shadow slowly stretched its body, lying dormant within the endless darkness.

The next instant, a wisp of surviving ancient dragon might suddenly exploded, sweeping across the entire mountain forest airspace, peerlessly tyrannical and shaking all directions!

Su Ming's pupils suddenly constricted, his mind shaken violently, as he muttered in a lost voice:

"Dragon?!"