Chapter 104: Bloody Battle in Dragon Abyss

The earth's magma was like a boiling blood pool. Chijiao Guard Commander Ao Lie cracked the rock wall with his Dragon Scale Whip, and a ten-foot-long fiery tongue licked Lu Qingyang's back: "Little sword thief, today I shall sacrifice you to our clan's battle flag!" Twelve fiery Dragon phantoms appeared in the whip's shadow, sealing all escape routes.

"The General's whip technique is even more Clingy than the girls in Drunken Moon Tower!" Lu Qingyang slid along the magma on his Qingming Sword, the flames on his pant leg extinguished by xuanming heavy water. The Food-Eating Ants in his sleeve suddenly rioted, warning him of the giant molten rock falling from above—Witch Clan Elder Yin Jiuyou stood at the dome, sneering: "Hand over the bronze key, and I'll leave you a complete corpse." His bone staff pointed out Nine Netherworld Fire, forcing Lu Qingyang towards the Dragon Stone of the Sword Tomb.

Third Prince Ao Qin stood before the Dragon Stone with his spear, the tip of his Dragon Soul Spear spitting purple lightning: "Why don't you try being a foul-mouthed brat again?" Before he finished speaking, Lu Qingyang had already thrown a Stinky Tofu Talisman to disrupt his sense of smell, and his Qingming Sword Qi went straight for the Dragon horn: "The Prince's horn is perfect for making wine!" When Ao Qin furiously swung his spear, Lu Qingyang used the recoil to crash into Yin Jiuyou, and the two rolled into the Sword Tomb's passage, which was covered in runes.

"Old coffin dodger, have you ever smelled the taste of corpse oil fried Dragon marrow?" A playful smile appeared on Lu Qingyang's lips as he suddenly reached out and tore off the strap of the Soul Summoning Banner in Yin Jiuyou's hand.

In an instant, the hundreds of vengeful spirits originally bound within the Soul Summoning Banner were like released demons, wildly backlashing against their master, Yin Jiuyou. These vengeful spirits bared their fangs and claws, their faces ferocious, emitting bursts of horrifying wails that sent chills down one's spine.

Seeing this, Yin Jiuyou's face changed drastically. He quickly formed hand seals and chanted incantations, attempting to summon his Natal Corpse Puppet to resist the attacks of these vengeful spirits. However, just as he summoned the Corpse Puppet, a strong stench of decay assailed him.

The Corpse Puppet was rotten all over, its muscles atrophied, revealing stark white bones, and a strange red light flickered in its hollow eye sockets. Its claws, like iron hooks, went straight for Yin Jiuyou's left shoulder.

"Ah!" Yin Jiuyou screamed as his left shoulder was pierced by the Corpse Puppet's claws, blood gushing out.

"You yellow-mouthed brat..." Yin Jiuyou was furious. He glared at Lu Qingyang, about to curse, but suddenly felt an itch in his ear.

He subconsciously reached to scratch, only to find a Food-Eating Ant drilling into his ear canal. Yin Jiuyou was greatly alarmed. He wanted to use Spiritual Qi to force the Food-Eating Ant out, but the Food-Eating Ant was extremely fast and had already drilled into his brain in the blink of an eye.

"Ah!" Yin Jiuyou let out a bloodcurdling scream, his body trembling violently as if suffering immense pain.

Lu Qingyang seized this opportunity. He flashed, like a ghost, and rushed in front of the Corpse Puppet. He held a bronze key in his hand and, without hesitation, plunged it into the Corpse Puppet's crown.

With a "crack," the bronze key easily pierced the Corpse Puppet's hard skull, and a black smoke gushed out from the Corpse Puppet's crown.

"Allow me to use your old head to unlock something!" Lu Qingyang sneered. He twisted the bronze key hard, and with a "bang," the Corpse Puppet's head exploded, shattering into pieces.

The sound of a mechanism turning came from the end of the passage. Wanbao Louzhu Su Meiniang's Flow Splitting Thorn struck through the air: "Little Lord, what skill you have. How about joining my Tower as an appraiser?" Her coquettish laugh concealed a soul-capturing technique. Lu Qingyang bit his tongue to stay conscious, and his Qingming Sword flicked away the storage pouch at her waist: "Sister's rouge money is mine!" However, the poisoned darts that burst from the pouch pierced seven bloody holes in his right leg.

Just then, Ao Lie led his army, charging in like a whirlwind, with majestic and unstoppable Aura. The Dragon Scale Armor of the thirty-six Chijiao Guards shimmered dazzlingly in the sunlight, intertwining into an impenetrable fire net like flames.

"Form the Sky-Burning Sea-Boiling Array!" Ao Lie roared. The Chijiao Guards quickly changed their formation, drawing in the fire net to form a massive, raging flame vortex, as if it would devour everything.

Seeing the fierce blaze, Lu Qingyang quickly pulled Su Meiniang's cloak, wrapping it tightly around himself like a fireproof cloth. He flashed, like a ghost, weaving through the fire net, his xuanming heavy water continuously pouring into the array's core like a black torrent.

In an instant, the xuanming heavy water met the flames, creating an earth-shattering roar. Steam erupted like a volcanic eruption, forming a huge explosion. Lu Qingyang used the impact of the explosion to flash past the tip of Ao Qin's spear like lightning, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

However, although he successfully dodged Ao Qin's attack, the Dragon Soul lightning was like a shadow, instantly singeing half of his hair, and a burnt smell permeated the air.

Lu Qingyang touched his singed hair, a playful smile on his lips: "The Prince's barbering skills are truly unique!"

Yin Jiuyou's Corpse Puppet army emerged from underground, their rotten hands grabbing Lu Qingyang's ankle. Su Meiniang took the opportunity to throw out an Immortal Binding Rope: "Little Lord, just give in!" As the three sides surrounded him, Lu Qingyang suddenly detonated the stolen Dragon Marrow Jade Bottle, and the Spiritual Qi torrent collapsed half of the Sword Tomb. He coughed up blood foam and burrowed into a crevice, with three bone-piercing nails in his back.

"This brat is like a loach!" Ao Lie roared, his long whip striking out like lightning, instantly splitting a giant rock falling from the sky. However, just as he split the giant rock, he suddenly discovered something shocking—Lu Qingyang's blood had seeped into the Earth Vein Array Diagram!

This discovery made Ao Lie's expression extremely grave. He widened his eyes, looking at the scene before him in disbelief. At the same time, the entire Dragon Abyss began to tremble violently, as if shaken by some powerful force.

As the Dragon Abyss trembled, nine colossal Dragon Suppression Pillars slowly rose from the scorching magma, emitting an ancient and mysterious Aura, as if they were the Dominator of this world.

Yin Jiuyou stood in the distance, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he cried out in alarm: "Not good! Stop him quickly! This is the Witch Clan's Blood Sacrifice Array!"

Lu Qingyang collapsed in the center of the array, using his broken sword to support himself and stand up: "Everyone is so enthusiastic..." He wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth and pressed the bronze key into his chest: "Then this Little Lord will treat you to a fireworks show!" Ten thousand rays of blood light pierced through everyone's Magic Treasures, and the roar of an ancient Dragon Soul came from the depths of the Dragon Abyss.