Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1752 - 941: Fated Encounter, Immortal Technique Great Success (3)

Much to its disappointment, more than half of its thirty-four Transformed Demon Kings were trapped by the golden light, their fates obvious.

Today’s battle shattered its great ambition completely.

Ao Tong had no thought of fighting back; it only wanted to quickly escape back to its lair to lick its wounds.

Shortly after, a streak of golden light suddenly appeared from behind, pursuing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Inadvertently glancing back, Ao Tong saw the golden light was once again catching up, and couldn’t help but groan inwardly.

The next moment, it unhesitatingly used the "Life-saving" divine skills, and a large area of white flames suddenly burst forth from its body.

In the blink of an eye, another "Ao Tong" suddenly appeared, riding on black clouds to continue fleeing forward.

The real Ao Tong concealed its aura, silently transformed into a wisp of water vapor, and slowly descended into the mountains below.

A few breaths later, the golden light chased after the clouds, disappearing beyond the horizon.

By then, Ao Tong had already gone underground a hundred miles, secretly reaching a spacious underground cave for a temporary rest.

It dared not linger here because that person would soon be chasing after again.

Ao Tong stayed just during a half-cup of tea’s time, left a mess of foul language in the cave, then hurriedly escaped above ground, picking another direction to continue fleeing.

Before long, the golden light appeared behind it again, like maggots clinging persistently to its bones.

Ao Tong had no choice but to pay the price once more, using his divine skills to save itself.

Thus, the pursuit and escape continued for two whole days and nights.

Ao Tong used the "Life-saving" divine skills nine times in a row, not only severely depleting its Primordial Qi but also causing its cultivation to be on the verge of collapse, almost falling down from the realm.

Fortunately, after two days and nights of escape, it had already flown out of the Jingguang Continent and arrived above the East Sea.

Looking at the shimmering sea below, Ao Tong’s courage surged, and suddenly it had the impulse to "stop and have it out with him."

Yet in the next moment, it instantly quenched the malicious thought in its heart, continued to drive the cloud mist, and wildly escaped toward the deep sea.

A cup of tea later, Ao Tong had penetrated nearly ten thousand miles into the sea, and at this moment, a clump of golden light quietly appeared on the horizon.

Seeing this situation was unfavorable, Ao Tong intended to dive headlong into the sea.

At that moment, an extremely cheerful long laugh suddenly sounded from within the sea.

In the next instant, the seawater soared into the sky, transforming into a massive crystalline hand that obscured the sun, slamming heavily into Ao Tong.

Ao Tong’s whole body felt pain as if it would split, and was suddenly knocked flying thousands of feet away, scattering the surrounding cloud mist with a single blow.

Almost simultaneously, transparent water chains formed from sea water entwined Ao Tong, instantly binding its limbs and bones, as a chilling icy feeling invaded its body.

Ao Tong fought back hard, unleashing mountain-crushing power that erupted like a tidal wave, instantly shattering most of the water chains.

But that also delayed it for one breath.

In that brief moment, the massive hand that covered the sky appeared again, directly catching Ao Tong.

The giant hand contained immense power, Ao Tong struggled several times but couldn’t move it in the slightest, instead trembling from the eerie cold that seemed to freeze it.

With a splash, a tall figure leaped out from the sea surface, quickly arriving in front of Ao Tong.

Ao Tong, unable to move below the neck, could only lift its head with effort, staring fiercely at the newcomer.

The man had plain features, wore a sky-blue magic robe, a row of storage bags were strapped at his waist, and he stood on a cluster of multicolored flowing clouds.

This person was none other than Han Lin, the Great Cave True Monarch, known as the equal of the True Monarch of Heavenly Destiny.

Han Lin had originally been cultivating in this area of the sea when he sensed Ao Tong fleeing here, and seized the opportunity to unleash the "Five Prisons Reincarnation Great Capture" divine skills, forcibly capturing a generation Dragon Emperor.

"Let me go, or... or I’ll make you regret it," Ao Tong shouted with feigned ferocity.

Having suffered repeated heavy blows, Ao Tong’s strength was already severely diminished, leaving him hardly a match for Han Lin.

Moreover, the "Five Prisons Reincarnation Great Capture" divine skills evolved from the Great Divine Power Mixed Yuan Qi Great Capture, its force is countless times stronger than ordinary divine skills, and cannot be easily escaped.

Han Lin slowly flew closer, scanning the pallid-faced Dragon Emperor Ao Tong from top to bottom, smiled and said, "I just happen to be missing a mount, originally considered seeking a Water-avoiding Golden-eyed Beast, but now it’s perfect. You’ve delivered yourself willingly; my luck isn’t bad."

As he spoke, Han Lin waved his sleeve, and suddenly streaks of flowing light shot out from underneath.

These flowing lights flew about, they were unexpectedly a series of foot-long pitch-black cones, etched with countless complex patterns.

The pitch-black cones consistently embedded themselves into Ao Tong’s back, piercing through each vertebral dragon bone, resembling penetrating nails, rooting deep and almost impossible to remove.

Roar!

Ao Tong was in unbearable pain, letting out continuous screams of agony, despite being a Dragon Emperor of a generation, it couldn’t withstand such soul-wrenching pain.

Within just a few breaths, Ao Tong showed its true form, transforming into a Five-clawed True Dragon over three hundred meters long and entirely white-gold.

At first glance, one felt this Five-clawed White Dragon majestic and ethereal, sacred and inviolable.

Unable to endure such terrible pain, Ao Tong soon began to beg repeatedly, even resorting to pleading for mercy.

Han Lin did not stop, waiting a cup of tea’s time until feeling the moment was right, then calmed the agitation of the forty-nine God-slaying Cones.

As soon as the God-slaying Cones ceased, Ao Tong immediately felt relief and an inner surge of joy.

However, the following second, it was filled with deep despair, perceiving an immensely bleak future.

Ao Tong somersaulted in mid-air, instantly shrinking to several meters in length, then slowly flew in front of Han Lin, appearing to be very obedient.