140: Chapter 140 Escape for One's Life

Wang Shouren did not hesitate at all. The moment the voice rang out, the purple lightning around his body receded, and his entire person sank into the mud beneath his feet like a swimming fish entering the sea.

He did not use ordinary Earth Escape Techniques, but instead protected his body with the Fierce Thunder True Intent, drilling directly dozens of zhang deep underground.

That was the deepest layer of the escape techniques he had mastered; it was already not easy for the earth escape of an ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator to enter ten zhang deep into the ground, yet he forcefully doubled that depth.

The mud layer pressing down from above grew thicker and thicker, and the fire baleful Qi and earth Qi at the soles of his feet became increasingly dense, yet he did not dare to waste even a second to look back.

"Run! Run to the nearest Human Race town!"

This was the only chance of survival at present.

The Human Race and the Yao Race could be said to be mortal enemies. Once falling into the other party's hands, let alone surviving, even the secrets in the deepest parts of one's heart had no possibility of being hidden before such an existence.

By then, once his secrets were exposed, not only the Wang family, but I'm afraid the entire Three Counties would...

At the exact same instant he drilled underground, a terrifying explosion came from high above his head.

"Where is my Yao Race Genius! Human Aura!! Roar!!!"

That voice felt as if the firmament had collapsed. The ground of the entire swamp was fiercely smashed by something from the sky, and in that instant, the soil and rocks within a radius of several li were twisted and shattered like by an invisible giant hand. A dull shockwave propagated down along the earth, shaking the Qi and blood in his body to churn wildly.

He clenched his teeth tightly, formed hand seals with both hands, crazily poured purple lightning into his feet, and desperately fled toward the southeast direction.

That voice chased after him, feeling as if the earth was collapsing section by section behind him.

"Human Race! How dare you trespass into my Yao Race Holy Land, you're courting death!!!"

"Holy Land?" Wang Shouren almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

What kind of Holy Land was this motherfucker? Even Yao Beasts were unwilling to stay in this poisonous swamp; within a radius of three hundred li, not even a decent prey could be found, leaving only inferior trash that ate rotting flesh and swallowed poisonous Qi.

"This fellow is definitely doing this on purpose. A place like this can't possibly be a Yao Race Holy Land."

But regret was already too late now. The Dragon above his head had already tallied the account onto him, this Human Race member, shouting "Holy Land" with every breath and "courting death" with every word, clearly not intending to leave him the slightest path to survival.

He hid deep underground, dozens of zhang down, his entire body tense like a fully drawn bowstring, yet his mind instead grew calm.

He had only had time to glance at it earlier and hadn't seen the full picture, but that suit of dark golden scale armor and the Aura tearing through the clouds were things he would never mistake.

The Dragon Clan.

The rarest and most unprovokable existence among the Yao Race.

Every adult Dragon was at least a Tier 4 great Yao.

Human Race Cultivators had the distinctions of Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, and Nascent Soul, which were Realm divisions made according to the Realms of Cultivate.

As for the classification of Yao Beasts, it was much simpler and cruder, looking purely at strength. But if a comparison were to be made—Tier 1 just corresponded to Qi Refining, Tier 2 Yao Beasts crushed human Qi Refining stage strength and could even compare to the Foundation Establishment Stage, already beginning to show a sliver of spiritual intelligence; Tier 3 was already half-step Core Formation; and Tier 4 was a terrifying existence capable of crushing ordinary human Core Formation Cultivators.

And deep within the Wanshou Mountain Range, it was said that a dark golden old dragon about to step into Tier 5 resided there.

Tier 5, that was a great Cultivator equivalent to the human Nascent Soul Stage.

If it truly was that old dragon, let alone a newly advanced Foundation Establishment Cultivator like him, even if his Wang family's Sixth Grandpa were resurrected and the entire Three Counties were tied together, it still wouldn't be enough for that old dragon to slap away with a single claw.

Just moments ago, he had felt that he had shattered a mountain, his physical body comparable to a top-tier Tier 2 Yao Beast, and a sense of safety was within his grasp.

As a result, safe for less than three breaths, he turned around and ran right into such a grandfather figure.

He pressed tightly against the Nine Nether Thunder Lotus in his Dantian, calculating frantically in his mind.

Earth escape simply wasn't enough. For such an existence, a sweep of its Divine Sense covered a hundred li; no matter how deep he drilled, in the other party's eyes, it was no different from a bug burying itself in the sand.

His only hope was that the old dragon, priding itself on its status, would disdain to personally take action against a tiny human who had "mistakenly trespassed into the Holy Land".

As soon as this thought popped up, the vibration above his head suddenly stopped.

The explosion falling from the sky, the churning fierce wind, and the Demonic Qi crushing the earth all came to a complete standstill in that instant.

The entire world grew as quiet as if it had been pressed into water, and even the chirping of insects was cut off.

Yet Wang Shouren didn't feel a shred of relief; he only felt a pressure even denser, heavier, and more hair-raising than before press down from above his head.

The old dragon stopping its hand was definitely not out of a sudden discovery of a conscience, but rather because it was restraining its Qi, preparing for a fatal strike.

Sure enough, the next moment, an aged and resonant voice rang out from the even more distant firmament, every word sounding like an ancient bell striking between heaven and earth.

"Aojin, you have crossed the line. Have you forgotten the covenant of non-aggression between the Human and Yao territories back then?"

This voice came abruptly, yet it also felt incomparably natural.

It was just like a sun always hidden behind dark clouds, only now probing out from behind the clouds.

Wang Shouren's entire body stiffened, and the cold sweat on his forehead finally dripped down.

He couldn't hear that name clearly, only feeling that every word was like a mountain, smashing through the thick strata into his Sea of Consciousness.

He bit down hard on his teeth, preventing himself from making the slightest sound, yet his heart was beating faster than ever before.

What the motherfucker, they started fighting?

Two high-tier existences were confronting each other right above his head?

What kind of monstrous luck had he run into, or was this ghost place simply not meant for humans to stay in?

He suddenly missed that pond of green lotuses at Lotus Pier.

"At my speed, I should not have reached the Human Race territory yet. It looks like a great Cultivator of the Human Race sensed the old dragon's movements and made a move."

"Cangling Sword Master! Old bastard! This is clearly my clan's territory, hasn't your Human Race stretched its hand far too long?!"

The golden giant dragon roared up to the sky, its dragon roar crushing outward in all directions like substance. The trees within a radius of a hundred li collapsed in unison, beasts flattened to the ground, and birds fell from the sky.

Just with this single roar, countless living beings were frightened out of their wits.

Its massive dragon body blotted out the sky and covered the sun, every scale like a dark golden giant shield. Where its dragon tail swept past, the clouds were utterly shattered, and the light of heaven dimmed by three parts.

"Or could it be that this thief who dared to trespass into my Wanshou Mountain Range was sent by you, old bastard, to intercept and kill the newly promoted divine child of my Yao Race!"