Chapter 401

"Strange, since when did the Southern Realm have an extra powerhouse at the Dao-less Realm?"

The total number of Dao-less giants in the entire Southern Realm is merely a handful,

and the appearance of any one of them is a major event that sweeps across the entire Southern Realm,

so it is impossible for it to be so quiet and unnoticed.

Moreover, this realm is almost at the very peak; there is no need to hide it, right?

"Is that the powerhouse of the Dragon race that Heng Lu and the others spoke of? A Chaos Realm cultivator possessing the combat power of a Dao-less Realm expert—I wonder if my Treasure Pavilion could purchase that secret technique of his for a high price?"

Inside the headquarters of the Treasure Pavilion,

a pot-bellied middle-aged man with a golden abacus hanging from his waist watched the battlefield above the firmament with eyes gleaming with intensity.

"Difficult, difficult, difficult. Even if we sold the entire Treasure Pavilion, we probably couldn't trade for such a secret technique!"

A hemp-clad old man holding a cane beside him shook his head.

Such a secret technique is simply too outrageous.

Once a Chaos Realm cultivator masters it, wouldn't it be equivalent to cultivating a Dao-less Realm powerhouse?

This is absolutely a heaven-defying secret technique that violates the rules of the world,

so no one would ever sell it!

"Heh, I don't believe that Dragon race member doesn't have anything he wants!"

"Find an opportunity to have Heng Lu and the others make contact with him! Perhaps he has the intention to trade?"

The pot-bellied middle-aged man said.

Meanwhile, in a certain part of the Chaotic Heavenly Domain,

the Tianmo Hermit huddled in his place of seclusion, shivering: "What kind of strength does he actually have?"

"Although he was powerful when we fought last time, he only had the combat power of the Primordial Supreme Realm. How much time has passed, and he has already become a Dao-less Realm combatant?"

A normal breakthrough is impossible,

and he also feels that secret techniques are unlikely,

because the other party has been fighting the Flame Ancestor for some time now—what secret technique could last this long without any side effects?

"There is only one possibility: the other party is playing the pig to eat the tiger!"

"In my life, I hate such people the most. Isn't it better to be open and honest? Why must they use such methods?"

"What should I do? What should I do? Will he come to settle scores with me at some point?"

The Tianmo Hermit was terrified,

and suddenly felt his life turn gray and bleak.

He thought about whether he should leave this place and go somewhere else,

but for a Dao-less giant,

unless he leaves the Southern Realm,

it is completely useless!

"I suppose I will have to pay a visit another day and offer a humble apology!"

The Tianmo Hermit sighed.

After all, such a powerhouse shouldn't even take someone like him seriously, right?

The great battle above the firmament continued,

with both sides constantly exchanging blows,

erupting with sounds that could shatter heaven and earth. Terrifying, boundless divine abilities collided, divine lights exploded one after another, and peerless divine might shook the heavens.

But the situation had already changed.

Although the Flame Ancestor had used his life-bound divine artifact and unleashed his supreme divine abilities, he was still being suppressed more and more severely, and was now completely at a disadvantage.

A beam of fist light containing an aura of destruction surged out.

With a bang,

a hole was instantly blasted through the Flame Ancestor's chest, and a mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth.

"How can he be this strong?"

He staggered backward,

his expression filled with fear.

The other party seemed to grow stronger the more he fought, moving from an even match at the beginning to now surpassing him.

"I said it, the mid-stage of the Dao-less Realm is nothing more than this!"

Long Yuan stepped forward,

his body overflowing with Chaos Qi that suppressed the nine heavens,

and he swung his fists to attack the Flame Ancestor once again.

His fist light was peerless,

as he continuously bombarded the opponent with supreme divine abilities like the Ancestral Dragon Fist, World-Extinguishing Fist, Myriad Dao Fist, and Myriad World Fist.

He now had an understanding of the supreme divine abilities rewarded by the system; this level of ability is benchmarked against the Dao-less level divine abilities of the Primordial Ancient World, so its power is naturally not to be underestimated.

As for the Flame Ancestor, a powerhouse who had been immersed in the Dao-less Realm for who knows how many years,

he only possessed a single supreme divine ability,

simply because divine abilities and techniques of this level are far too scarce!

Creating one from scratch is even harder than ascending to heaven!

Long Yuan swung his fists,

unleashing one divine ability after another that terrified the Flame Ancestor as he bombarded him.

The "Nine Calamities of Eternity" was still in effect,

and golden runes flickered on every dragon scale.

Under his fists,

the Flame Ancestor's body was constantly knocked back, bleeding incessantly, with blood holes on his body radiating crimson light.

However, just as the Flame Ancestor was struggling to hold on,

another terrifying and boundless aura descended upon this place.

"Who are you?"

Long Yuan paused his offensive and looked at the newcomer.

"You don't need to know who I am. You only need to return my things to me; otherwise, you will have to face another enemy today!"

The newcomer said in a deep voice.

His face was covered by a mask made of unknown materials,

and Long Yuan's spiritual sense was actually unable to probe the other party.

"What thing?"

"Just a basin!"

"A basin? The Treasure-Gathering Basin?"

"Yo! I didn't expect to run into someone who knows their goods. That's right, it's the Treasure-Gathering Basin. If you return it to me, we can pretend nothing happened between us. Otherwise, I, the old man, will have to take action today!"

The old man under the mask said.

"Heh, handing it over is impossible. Once something is in my hands, there is no reason to give it back!"

"And... I'm also quite interested in you, this Treasure-Seeking Mouse!"