Chapter 106: Old Friend (2/2)
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The beam at the end of the Sentinel Path brought Lu Yin’s trio to a limestone platform. The cozy place was full of lichen, but the first thing they noticed when they landed was the constant patter of raindrops. They looked up at the peculiar, towering plants and the rain that drowned the world. They were in the depths of some forest growing out of the limestone, the rain forming several rivulets on the ground that flowed down to some unknown place in the murky green sky.
“Silver?” As he looked around, Lu Yin was surprised by a familiar smiling face. He hadn’t expected to see Silver here, especially having passed the examination earlier than himself.
Silver nodded in greeting, “Long time no see, friend!”
On the other side, another figure stood silently and looked at the rain. There was an unsophisticated long sword on his back, and he gave off a sharp aura that seemed to cut the very rain apart. Lu Yin suddenly felt a great sense of pressure when he saw this person; he was certainly very strong.
“Someone from the Myriad Swords Peak?” Coco yelped, shocking Lu Yin as well. Wasn’t that the power Wendy came from? Meanwhile, Lulu looked at the man and then Silver with excitement, cracking her fists with bloodlust. Coco had to stop her in a hurry.
Lu Yin grew curious about Silver’s power once more. How had he passed so quickly despite the blockade from the Innerverse power? This person improved just as fast as himself. It had felt like they were around the same level when they first met, and that feeling held true even now. This person who was related to the Neohuman Alliance certainly wasn’t easy to deal with.
The man from Myriad Swords Peak kept staring at the rain and did not bother with Lu Yin and the rest. Lu Yin glanced at Silver and did not bother to reminisce, minding his own business to scan through the surroundings. However, there was nothing around except the green sky, green forests, and never-ending rain.
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The path of Melders was considerably longer than the Sentinels’, but even so, some powerhouses had reached the end. Five Melders looked excitedly at the light beam in the distance, “Finally here, Brother Meng. The next part will be the hardest, where we have to face the obstruction from the Innerverse’s powerful elites.”
News of three powers from the Innerverse dispatching people to obstruct the examination had spread. Many in the paths had received the information—and some directly gave up—but the majority were unwilling to do so this close to the end. They had invested too much to give up.
Meng Tao’s face remained firm. He was from the Vastdearth Sect and was among the top three in its younger generation. They were the overlords of their own weave, and would never allow anyone to flee without at least trying battle. He wanted to personally experience the power of the elites of the Innerverse. His group joined up with others that were already waiting, quickly totaling more than twenty people who were facing off against an enormous sylvan dragon with a fearsome aura. The dragon had an immeasurable ocean of star energy, and every fluctuation caused cracks in the earth. Its breaths shot out blades of wind that could cut skin apart.
The sylvan dragon surveyed the people and let out an ear-splitting roar, “I am Dragon Nine. Remember the name of the person who will block your hopes of entering the Astral Combat Academy.”
All the Melders were enraged, and Meng Tao stepped forward, “Meng Tao from the Vastdearth Sect, here for a challenge.”
Dragon Nine lowered its head and looked at Meng Tao, then sneered and a powerful stream of air rushed out, “As you wish.”
Not half a minute later, Meng Tao cried in agony as his body was bitten by Dragon Nine and directly snapped. His blood dripped down its enormous body, all his dignity fading away into death. Everyone felt their scalps going numb; this was one of the strongest among them, and he had faced such an end. Who else would dare take the challenge?
“Everyone, let’s attack together. This joker is a sylvan dragon, and that meatball at its tail is its weakness,” a girl’s voice echoed, brightening everyone’s gazes.
“Who dares slander my race?” Dragon Nine bellowed, but all twenty Melders joined forces in the next moment. This was their only chance of victory; none of them were confident in beating this dragon in single combat.