Chapter 500: Entering the Secret Realm, the Dragon Race

Jiang Chen once again traversed the Wind‑Thunder Sea, and was surprised to find that the number of lightning bolts had clearly decreased, and their power had also been greatly weakened.

He inferred that this might be closely linked to the fall of the Thunder God.

At the same time, the gale seemed to become even more rampant, its howling shaking heaven and earth.

In just half a month, the wind power of the Wind‑Thunder Sea had already taken absolute dominance.

Moreover, the wind on the Wind‑Thunder Continent had also noticeably strengthened.

In the old lands of the Dragon Race, a Secret Realm floated in midair, its radiance flowing, dazzlingly brilliant.

Around the Secret Realm, a heavy toxic aura spread, deterring anyone from approaching.

Originally this toxic aura covered an area of ten kilometers in radius, but under the Flame Spirit Demon King's scorching flames, it has now shrunk to only three kilometers, reduced by several times.

This toxic gas originates from the essence blood of the Toxic God. As a mid‑level deity, the Toxic God's strength far exceeds that of the Flame Spirit Demon King.

Yet a single drop of essence blood, being rootless and source‑less, cannot continuously provide energy, so it gradually dissipates under the Flame Spirit Demon King's fierce assault.

If the Toxic God himself were to appear here, a single drop of poisonous blood could instantly kill the Flame Spirit Demon King.

Nevertheless, even now the toxic aura shows no sign of fading. No one knows how long this toxicity will persist, not even Jiang Chen, the instigator, can be certain.

For this reason, Jiang Chen did not employ the toxic lich in the battle of the ancient city.

Otherwise, if the poisonous gas lingered for a long time, it could very likely affect the ancient city and the Human Professionals residing within.

Otherwise, on Jiang Chen's Military Badge, another brilliant General Star would be added, the glory of a Four‑Star Divine General, which is not beyond reach.

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The Ice Flame Demon King, slain by the Divine Punishing Thunder of the Ancient Thunder Tower, did not grant Jiang Chen any experience or General Star accumulation.

Yet Jiang Chen felt no regret, for after all, personally slaying a Demon King, regardless of the method, is a feat to be proud of.

Jiang Chen stepped onto this land again, without hesitation flew into the pervasive toxic gas, and plunged straight into the depths of the Secret Realm.

Within this Secret Realm, the toxic gas was likewise everywhere, like a thick fog, making it hard to discern its true form.

However, for Jiang Chen, who is 100% immune to poison elements, these gases could not threaten him at all; he traversed this sea of poison freely, without any concern.

Jiang Chen carefully observed his surroundings; the corroded marks left on the ground caught his attention. Clearly, a fierce battle had once taken place here, Dragon Warriors had garrisoned this spot, but ultimately they were eroded by the toxic gas, vanishing without a trace.

These marks were like silent paintings, narrating the past tragedies.

Jiang Chen silently inferred that this Dragon Race army was likely composed of puppet war generals; they feared no death, so when faced with the toxic gas they did not choose to flee.

"After such a long time, the main force of the Dragon Race in the Secret Realm should have withdrawn by now," Jiang Chen thought, but even so, he remained highly vigilant, for incidents of capsizing in gullies are not uncommon.

He took the lesson to heart, fully aware of the importance of acting cautiously.

Leaving the toxic‑shrouded area, Jiang Chen summoned an Undead Legion. With the aid of Nether Spirit Wings, the two Undead Legions dispersed like dark messengers, swiftly spreading in all directions, heading

in all directions, searching forward.

As the Undead Legion delved deeper, the general terrain of the Secret Realm gradually emerged in Jiang Chen's mind.

He flew high, overlooking the vast Secret Realm. He saw a towering Mountain range spanning it, extending for hundreds of kilometers, as if it were the spine of the earth.

This is the largest Secret Realm Jiang Chen has ever seen, without equal. Its boundless vastness is awe‑inspiring.

"A Secret Realm of such magnitude cannot lack native life," Jiang Chen mused, filled with anticipation and curiosity for the unknown challenges ahead.

"Has the Dragon Race already exterminated all native life within the Secret Realm?"

As he continued deeper, Jiang Chen discovered traces left by the Dragon Race within the mountains.

War Fortresses, resembling steel giants, stood silently among the forested mountains, long abandoned.

Throughout the forested mountains, battle scars were everywhere, clearly indicating that a massive war had once erupted here.

Based on the information currently at hand, Jiang Chen inferred that a fierce clash must have occurred between the Dragon Race and the native life of the Secret Realm.

In the end, the Dragon Race emerged victorious.

After victory, the Dragon Race built an aerial Fortress beyond the Secret Realm and dispatched a large army to garrison it, intending to keep the Secret Realm firmly under their control.

Jiang Chen felt his speculation was probably eight or nine parts out of ten; this Secret Realm must conceal some astonishing secret.

Otherwise, after reaping the benefits of the Secret Realm, the Dragon Race would have left long ago, not expending effort to completely seal it off.

He continued onward; after several hundred kilometers, the Mountain range began to split, forming a massive Canyon.

Wind‑Thunder

The terrain of the Wind‑Thunder Continent is traditionally known for many Canyons and water pools, and this Secret Realm is no exception.

This Canyon is unusually wide, bottomless, reaching dozens of kilometers deep, even broader than the Burial Thunder Canyon.

If it were not situated in the middle of the Mountain range, such a landform could no longer be called a Canyon, but should be termed a vast plain.

Deep within the Canyon lies a water pool about a hundred meters in diameter, surrounded by various buildings.

On the Wind‑Thunder Continent, such water pools are not uncommon.

Yet Jiang Chen examined it closely and found nothing particularly special about this pool.

The Dragon Race surrounded this pool, constructing a massive military base.

Jiang Chen stopped from a distance, finding the area silent, evidently deserted.

From the remaining traces, the Dragon Race's withdrawal appeared quite hurried.

Jiang Chen carefully observed these buildings; their appearance revealed some clues.

Some of the structures resembled factories.

At this moment Jiang Chen was absolutely convinced that the secret to the Dragon Race's ability to mass‑produce war‑general‑level puppets lay hidden deep within this Secret Realm.

However, the Dragon Race has now departed; those precious data were either taken away together or completely destroyed.

"I wonder what valuable things might still remain here?"

Jiang Chen's curiosity grew stronger; he sent Skeletons ahead to scout each corner carefully.

At the same time, a large number of Skeletons flew outward, expanding the search area.

After a carpet‑style search, the result was disappointing. Neither the interiors of the buildings nor the surrounding environment yielded any

Now any valuable clues.

Even some places still bear scorch marks, clearly the Dragon Race performed a thorough cleanup before retreating.

"It's surprisingly clean!"

"Did they really leave nothing behind?"

Jiang Chen furrowed his brows and lowered himself slowly. Yet the moment his foot touched the ground, his whole body suddenly sank.

A massive pressure descended from the sky, as if a thousand pounds of weight pressed upon him.

"Bad!"

Jiang Chen's complexion changed slightly; looking up, he saw a huge formation appearing in the sky.

The Abyss race excels at using Barriers, while the Dragon Race excels at arranging formations. This formation was hidden in the air, concealed by a special method, and even Jiang Chen failed to notice it.

However, the instant he touched the ground, the formation was triggered.

The enormous pressure came down like a mountain, making Jiang Chen's breathing difficult.

With a thunderous roar, the entire military base exploded in an instant.

A terrifying force swept in like a raging storm, and Jiang Chen was violently hurled by a massive shockwave.

The Bone Armor on his body shattered at the moment of the Explosion, unable to resist that terrifying force.

The force of the Explosion slammed onto Jiang Chen, causing him a sharp pain.

The Lich Generals that had been released immediately began frantically healing, trying to stabilize Jiang Chen's injuries.

However, the strength of this force was dreadfully terrifying, mixing physical attacks with Elemental Attack, already reaching Divine Level.

Clearly, this is a Divine Level formation, possessing attack power comparable to that of a Pseudo-God.

Jiang Chen could clearly sense that his Undead Legion was enduring unimaginable damage,

even though the Lich Generals gave their all to heal, they still could not recover the losses in time.

The sound of Explosions rang continuously, the shockwaves crashing against him like giant waves. Amid the relentless Explosions, Jiang Chen felt like a candle in the wind, ready to be blown out at any moment.

"Careless!" Jiang Chen thought regretfully. He had only released three Undead Legions, and there were only three Lich Generals outside, so the healing power was clearly insufficient for the situation.

If he had previously released the remaining Undead Legions and let them stand by outside the formation, the situation might have been very different. But now, at the explosion's core, releasing more Undead Legions would only cause them to suffer even harsher damage like Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen struggled in the torrent of Explosions, like a lone boat tossed by wind and rain. He gritted his teeth, shouted angrily, and the Rune on the back of his right hand flickered, the power of the "Zhe" character activating instantly.

Skill: Gather Power!

By linking all Undead Legions through Spirit, Jiang Chen's attributes surged to the limit instantly. His constitution rose from over 90,000 to 1,000,000, and his defense sharply increased, causing the damage to finally begin diminishing.

This gave the Lich Generals a chance to catch their breath, allowing them to heal more effectively.

Jiang Chen steadied his stance, looked up, and saw hundreds of Magic Crystals placed at the core of the formation. These crystals continuously supplied energy to the formation, keeping it running.

A thought struck Jiang Chen: if he could destroy those Magic Crystals, he could dismantle the formation. He gripped his axe tightly

, braving the massive pressure as he charged toward the formation's core.

At this moment, Jiang Chen's constitution, strength, and agility had all risen to an astonishing 1,000,000, his speed far surpassing before. Yet then, a deafening roar sounded, and a Black Shadow surged from the pool, bearing a foul wind as it lunged at Jiang Chen.

"What is that?"

Jiang Chen reacted swiftly, swinging his axe horizontally and striking the Black Shadow with perfect accuracy. To his surprise, the Black Shadow was not sliced away; instead it opened a gaping maw and lunged at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen dodged, swinging his axe back several times, but each strike felt like hitting a solid iron plate, unable to harm the Black Shadow. The massive recoil from the axe made Jiang Chen realize the monster's power was immense.

On his left hand, the glow of Soul Burn flickered. Jiang Chen unhesitatingly unleashed the power of Soul Burn. A spark landed on the Black Shadow, instantly emitting a mournful scream as the creature trembled and fell.

A thought occurred to Jiang Chen: the creature felt pain, clearly not a puppet. He quickly released Red Light, and an aging Curse fell upon the Black Shadow. The monster's speed slowed instantly, giving Jiang Chen a chance to escape.

Jiang Chen seized the opportunity to break free from the Black Shadow's grasp, sprinting at top speed toward the formation's core. The axe in his hand flickered with Red Light, a ferocious force gathering within his body.

Skill: Frenzied Devastating Strike Activated!!!