Ten years of bitter cultivation on the mysterious stone engraving had benefited Xiao Chen greatly. His constitution had continuously transformed, faintly hinting at a complete rebirth. Yet ultimately, what gave him confidence in this Qi-refining diagram was a fierce battle deep in the Kunlun Mountains.
He had wished to witness Lan Nuo's Breaking the Void, a divine feat, but on the road he was bullied by the guards of the Imperial Princess. That had been the most brutal fight of his life—he slew thirteen royal iron guards in a single charge to break free, and in the midst of it, cut down Zhao Lin'er's personal maid.
It was clear that the mysterious stone engraving was no common method. Ten years of bitter practice had brought his cultivation into the hall.
Day after day of training deepened his understanding of the Heaven-Bestowed Qi-Refining Diagram. The more he grasped, the more he felt something should follow—he sensed that this was not a complete cultivation technique!
Legend said the stele that eternally suppressed the Yellow River had descended from the Nine Heavens. Perhaps other such steles existed, but the chance of obtaining subsequent inscriptions was truly slim!
Sunlight, moonlight, the essence of grass and trees... Nature held an inexhaustible supply of primal qi, countless forms of energy. In the coconut grove, Xiao Chen circulated his Qi-refining technique, drawing in the essence of heaven and earth to nourish his wounded body. A hazy glow of colored light gathered around him.
After two hours, he emerged from stillness. His injuries were not as severe as he had expected; he predicted full recovery within ten days.
The red sun was setting in the west, its last rays scattering across the sea in a blaze of crimson. Sea and sky joined at the horizon—water, sunset clouds, a sheet of dying red.
BOOM... BOOM... BOOM...
Just then, tremors shook the beach. A dull clamor reached Xiao Chen's ears. He turned to look, and his face changed at once.
A massive silver creature crawled from the sea onto the shore. Its body was a full fifty meters long. At first glance, it resembled a silver crocodile as large as a mountain ridge, but a closer look revealed obvious differences.
Along its spine, like a silver mountain range, grew over a hundred enormous bone spikes that gleamed with cold light. Each spike was two meters long, standing like a forest of sharp lances, guarding its rear.
It was truly colossal. Its entire body was covered in gleaming silver scales, each one more than a meter long and half a meter wide. From a distance, this silver behemoth, glittering with icy light, seemed especially ferocious.
The silver beast had eight thick, powerful arms. At the ends of those limbs, sharp claws glinted with a chill gloom. A single glance brought terror. Moreover, on its head grew a single horn seven or eight meters long, shining with a cold silver radiance. This was a truly terrifying, monstrous creature.
Its eyes were a sickly green, each as large as a millstone, emitting blazing torch-like light. It swept its gaze across the beach, then stepped onto the sand.
It opened its bloody maw toward the setting sun, revealing rows of meter-long, broadsword-shaped fangs. It let out a bone-chilling roar that shook the nearby sea into violent waves. Seabirds in the air fled in panic; those too close plummeted straight into the ocean.
Such might was truly heaven-and-earth shaking!
Though Xiao Chen covered his ears at the first moment, the roar still left them ringing. The thunderous sound crashed like heavenly thunder beside him.
The fifty-meter-long ferocious beast roared at the sun, then crouched on the sand, closed its huge eyes, as if resting here.
Xiao Chen was deeply shaken. The World of Immortality was indeed extraordinary!
Staring at the silver colossus, he recalled the ancient legend passed down through generations of coastal folk—the primeval savage beast, the Eight-Armed Malignant Dragon!
This hideous, terrifying behemoth matched the legendary Eight-Armed Malignant Dragon in every detail!
Legend said that primeval savage beast could overturn rivers and seas, summon wind and rain. Any ship that encountered it faced only destruction. It was the most vicious beast in the ocean; even the Sea God would retreat three steps when meeting it!
"A primeval beast that could rival gods... truly exists in this world!" Recalling the old tales, Xiao Chen's face was full of shock. He had never expected to witness such a legendary beast with his own eyes in the World of Immortality.
Though far away, he could already feel waves of fierce, baleful aura. This massive primeval beast must have torn apart countless sea creatures!
Xiao Chen remained rational. He stood, moved his feet lightly, and slowly retreated deeper into the coconut grove. Only when he was sure the primeval beast could not detect him did he stop and watch from afar.
The Eight-Armed Malignant Dragon lay there like a silver mountain range, utterly still, as if petrified. Xiao Chen guessed that this beach might be its lair, and it would likely sleep here through the night.
Ever since the primeval beast crawled onto the beach and roared at the sunset afterglow, the nearby primeval forest had fallen silent. Only from deep within the island came the occasional howls of wild beasts.
A sea breeze blew gently. The sunset was about to fade. In the coastal forest, Xiao Chen startled countless birds. The ground was thick with bird eggs—his evening meal was secure.
The moonlight was like water, the stars scattered like gems. Waves lightly lapped the sand, and a faintly salty sea breeze stirred in the night. Xiao Chen slowly drifted into sleep amid the coconut grove.
At dawn, the red sun rose in the east, scattering golden light across the sea's horizon.
A soul-shaking, ear-splitting roar tore through the sky!
The legendary primeval savage beast, the Eight-Armed Malignant Dragon, was opening its bloody maw toward the sun that had just climbed above the sea, sending out heaven-shaking bellows. The quiet morning sea was stirred into rolling waves by the sheer force of its roar. Seabirds that had been flying in the sky vanished in terror.
The massive silver dragon moved all eight limbs. The beach rumbled as it slowly stepped into the sea. The calm ocean instantly boiled, surging with great waves like a tsunami. The silver shadow churned the sea.
Only as it faded into the distance did the ocean gradually calm.
Tides rose and fell. The seawater washed away the traces left on the shore by the evil dragon.
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