After crossing a vast body of water, the ancient forests of the Southern Wilderness stretched ahead.
The Southern Primeval Forest stretches for thousands of miles, with towering ancient trees and pervasive poisonous mist. It is home to the native monsters of the Twenty-Four Heavens, and is inhabited by countless monster clans that have existed for a long time.
In the past, dragons and monsters in the Southern Wilderness occasionally interacted but did not invade each other’s territories. However, today, as the dragons passed by, the entire ancient forest immediately became silent, and all the monsters retreated to their nests.
The ferocious aura of the demonic beasts completely subsided, and the demonic beasts that used to roam the ancient forest no longer even dared to look up.
This world has long been filled with incredible fear of the power of the gods; all races feared it, and all living creatures became cowardly.
Speeding fast, silence everywhere.
For dozens of hours, the dragon army crossed the three major regions of Xiyue, Canglan, and Nanhuang, crossing cities, waterways, and ancient forests, witnessing the indifference and fear of the various races in the Twenty-Four Heavens.
The chase from behind never stopped, and the tense atmosphere became more and more oppressive.
The eight great gods of the ninth rank have always resided in the eight directions, firmly locking the airspace of the entire world, so that the dragon race has no possibility of escaping across the realms.
Instead of slaughtering, they focused on narrowing the space and continued to close in, like cats playing with mice, deliberately weakening the physical strength and will of all the dragons, watching this remaining strength dwindle and collapse.
This gentle effort was far more cruel than outright massacre.
Every time, one member of the dragon clan falls.
An exhausted young dragon cub slipped from its mother’s arms and fell into the void. He was instantly crushed by the divine spell that came at lightning speed, without even having time to let out a cry of pain.
The injured female dragon cultivator, in order to protect the dragon cub beside her, forcefully slowed down her movements, erected a final barrier of dragon light, and protected herself from the divine punishment. Even as his body exploded, he still tightly held the child in his arms until he was completely wiped out.
An old dragon veteran, after exhausting his remaining dragon essence, deliberately broke free from the formation and charged back towards the pursuing gods, using his remaining body to momentarily self-destruct, just to give his people a little time to escape.
Every sacrifice, even if it seemed meaningless, weighed heavily on David’s heart.
He forcefully activated his ancestral Daoist aura, constantly providing a safety net for the entire army, suppressing his clan members’ injuries, and stabilizing their escape formation.
However, the pressure from the pursuit of the gods was increasing, and the rate of loss among the tribe members far exceeded the rate of improvement they were making.
In a short span of territory, only a few tens of miles, the number of dragon survivors decreased again, from tens of thousands to less than 20,000. Half of the clan members remained forever in the mountains and rivers of the Twenty-Four Heavens.
The golden rainbow that symbolized escape seemed to thin and dim.
“Master, the North Gobi Desert is in sight! The Daoist Order of the Heavenly Prison Rift can already be sensed!”
Ling Xuan’s eyes suddenly lit up, filled with great joy and relief, and he hurriedly reminded him.
David looked up and stared into the distance, beyond the layers of mountains and hills, and at the end of his sight, the vast and barren Gobi Desert appeared in the distance.
This place was barren and devoid of spiritual energy. There were no sects residing here, and no cultivators coming and going. This was a barren land avoided by everyone in the Twenty-Four Heavens.
Right in the middle of the Gobi Desert, a long, narrow, and dark spatial crack drifted silently.
The crack was surrounded by a hazy and orderly Daoist aura, invisible and silent, yet possessed a profound aura that suppressed everything and unified the heavens, isolating it from all external disturbances.
That was the entrance to the Twenty-Four Heavenly Prisons, the Heavenly Prison Pass.
“Everyone, speed up! Attack! Once we step into the gap, we will live!”
Suppressing all his sadness, David focused his mind and energy, fully activating the Golden Dragon Origin. His body glowed with brilliant golden light, turning into a dragon-shaped light screen that connected heaven and earth, protecting all the remaining clan members. He suddenly quickened his pace and headed straight for the Heavenly Prison Crack.
Hearing that, the eyes of the remaining dragon warriors flared with the determination to survive. They gritted their teeth, mustered the last of their strength and dragon essence, and charged forward with all their strength.
Having ruled the Twenty-Four Heavens for half his life, he naturally knew the rules of the Heavenly Prison, which was the lowest limit of the Heavenly Dao order in this world. Even he himself didn’t dare to easily violate it on normal days.
“Speed up the chase! Destroy them all before they step into the gap!”
God Chenyao roared angrily, his body filled with purple-gold divine flames. The army of billions of gods immediately accelerated, and a dark divine wave surged forward like an overflowing flood, destroying everything in its path until it was less than a hundred miles from behind the dragon race.
One hundred miles was a distance that could be covered in an instant by a high-level cultivator.
FAQ Novel
Q: Where are the characters heading?
A: They are heading towards the northern Gobi Desert, a remote and dangerous area.
Q: What is the reaction of other sects to the chase?
A: Other sects are in fear, sealing their defenses and watching from afar without intervening.
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