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Xuan Hao ran as fast as he could, as if he wanted to fly close to the ground.

In fact, Xuan Hao really wanted to fly up, but he gave up on this idea in the end. The terrifying monster that he had sent flying during the match had instantly turned into dust in the air. This clearly told him that there was a Space-Sealing Array here. Even with his tyrannical body, he didn't dare to take the risk.

The black-haired, black-clothed, handsome youth had a gloomy expression on his face. His blood-red eyes were like a bloody storm, causing one to be unable to help but tremble. Even though his pair of beautiful eyes didn't seem to be smiling, at this moment, the contours of his smiling face could not hide the anger in his eyes. His emotions were already about to take physical form, causing his entire body to turn dark and cold.

Xuan Hao was scared the whole way. He was afraid that something really happened to Zhong Ming, that Zhong Ming wasn't waiting for him on the spot, that Zhong Ming was suddenly going to cause trouble, and that the Zhong Ming that he was about to meet was no longer Zhong Ming.

At the same time, he was afraid. At the same time, he was also worried. Xuan Hao felt that his heart was divided into eight parts and he had to worry about Zhong Ming with each part.

Xuan Hao wasn't far from where the explosion took place, but neither was he near either.

The place Zhong Ming was at was a battlefield. Giant boulders were difficult to stand on, and Xuan Hao was at the edge of the Chasm Battlefield where Zhong Ming was.

This strange space was actually a huge underground cliff. Zhong Ming was sent to the entrance at the bottom of the cliff by the magic array and had to stand on top of the pillar. On the other hand, Xuan Hao and Huang Ling were lucky enough to land on the flat rocks surrounding the abyss, quite a distance from the edge of the cliff. But at the same time, Xuan Hao was also much more unpredictable and dangerous than Zhong Ming. For example, what Zhong Ming lured over was just a bunch of bug, while Xuan Hao was attacked by a bunch of demon beasts before he could do anything.

As Xuan Hao approached the edge of the cliff, he encountered a few dangerous situations. However, Xuan Hao didn't want to waste any more time, so he used space to dodge them. Xuan Hao had discovered a rule. The monsters in this region all had territorial awareness. If they went beyond a certain range, they would no longer attack. Instead, they would retreat. Of course, there were a few exceptions, but most of them were devoured by Xuan Hao's next attack. Xuan Hao simply couldn't do anything about it.

Xuan Hao was overjoyed to be "helped" by these demon beasts. He didn't care about the Ancient Dragon Clan's face anymore and took advantage of the chaos to run. These two words were vividly displayed by him.

Xuan Hao arrived at the edge of the cliff and braked urgently, stopping right at the edge of the cliff. Once Xuan Hao regained his balance, he hastily retreated a few steps.

He looked at the cliff with a complicated expression. What was going on?

There was no sun in this space, so there was no light source. However, for some reason, all the environments were similar to dusk. Even though the dim light was not sufficient to illuminate the area, people were still able to recognize what was in front of them with a single glance.

However, Xuan Hao didn't realize this along the way. He only realized it when they reached the cliff face. This was because from the beginning to the end, Xuan Hao only wanted to obtain the herbs from Huang Ling, tame the spirit beast, and then leave. Of course, if he was protecting a demon, he wouldn't show mercy at all, he would definitely grind that Demonic Beast into pieces. This was a hobby that he had developed after reincarnating into a Demon Dragon.

However, Xuan Hao not only needed to find spiritual herbs, he also needed to find Zhong Ming. Because of the dim light, there was nothing in front of his eyes other than the cliff. He couldn't even see the other side of the cliff, and was completely hazy. Xuan Hao reflexively searched for the sun to see if it was because of the light or if there was nothing on the other side.

Xuan Hao felt extremely helpless. He had just been teased by those monsters to the point where his mood slightly improved. But now, another difficult problem had come up. Then, he frowned deeply as a thick layer of dark clouds covered his fair and handsome face.

He was thinking that if Zhong Ming had left during this period of time, it would be meaningless even if he jumped off the cliff now. However, from the direction where the mushroom cloud exploded, Zhong Ming was indeed in this direction. No problem, if he wanted to find Zhong Ming, he had to jump off the cliff.

Xuan Hao was speechless. This place was truly speechless. Are they all playing with such excitement now? This crappy place had a ban on flying, so he could not help but use a flying technique.

Now, no one could experiment on him, and no one knew what would happen if he jumped off the cliff.

He took a few steps closer to the edge of the cliff and looked down. According to common sense, below the cliff was the ancient battlefield where Zhong Ming was located. From the top, the visual effect should be some different stone pillars in different directions and the fresh flesh and corpses under the unconcealable crevices. However, Xuan Hao couldn't see anything.

Then, he threw a large rock into the air and it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Xuan Hao was stunned. What was this? Right now, he felt that what he had raised with great difficulty was the self-control of a prince of the dragon race. It was about to be worn down by this sudden situation. In order to obtain a Spirit Destruction Grass that might not be of any great use, he had been bewitched by illusions many times. Now, he couldn't even tell if the fog in front of him was an illusion or not. Xuan Hao felt that since his rebirth, his own sharpness had dropped by too much. If this continued, then this illusion would become his fatal weakness.

Xuan Hao's gaze became serious and there was some rejoicing. Fortunately, he knew his own weakness now. If he had waited until his death to discover it, then it would be too late. Withdrawing his scattered thoughts, Xuan Hao composed himself. He had to do something about these illusions that were trying to hinder him. However, before Xuan Hao could come up with a plan, Zhong Ming's side exploded again.

Xuan Hao watched helplessly as a streak of bluish-purple lightning shot towards his head. His hair stood on end, and he quickly retreated far away. He even used the dragon clan's technique, which he hadn't used in a long time. Before, when he had become a prince of the dragon race, he had never encountered such a life and death crisis where he had no way to fight back. Not to mention crushing his opponents after his rebirth, he had never met anyone who was stronger than him other than Zhong Ming. Although he did not know what cultivation level Zhong Ming was at now, he knew that Zhong Ming's cultivation must be higher than his, even if the appearance he gave outsiders right now was only in the Refinement Stage.

Why did he say that he was blessed with misfortune? Xuan Hao's dragon clan's movement technique was once her high and mighty body. Even though she was a proud son of heaven and knew everything and everything, her dragon clan movement technique was still weak to him.

From ancient times until now, the importance of the dragon race had always been their own physical qualities. Needless to say, the strength of their physical bodies must have been determined by their excellence, even to the point of reaching the pinnacle.

However, because the dragon race valued physical fitness, from the time of the Dragon Ancestor's generation, they had been training their own bodies. Although the Dragon King valued his physical body highly and rarely trained his movement technique to be strong, he was a heavenly genius. Even if he trained less, his movement technique would not be weak, and if necessary, it would only become a strong point in his victory. Furthermore, although the training of the dragon clan was inferior to the training of one's physical body, the level of training was only one level lower than the training of one's physical body. This was not the level of training one had yet to reach, it was also the reason why one could become a dragon ancestor. Then, the later generations only saw him valuing the training of his physical body, so they continued this habit. Therefore, although Xuan Hao had also trained in movement techniques, compared to the degree of training his body, it could be said that he was extremely sluggish in training in movement techniques. In this sort of environment, even if Xuan Hao was outstanding and valued his movement technique, it still wouldn't be on an extraordinary level.

In addition, just based on the daily training of producing this thing, perhaps it would only achieve the effects of familiarity, but not true mastery. The dragon race's movement technique was incomparably mysterious, if just relying on the results of their daily training, they could not escape in the battlefield. However, the promise of choosing the number one movement technique training was to stay in the training field and fight with his companions to a certain extent.

As a prince of the dragon race, aside from the impending doom and the protection of the common people, she had given up her physical body and bloodline, as well as the life and death crisis of her cultivation. In a life or death situation, the comprehension of movement techniques was far greater than the daily training. It only knew how to use it and only understood how to use it.

Just now, Zhong Ming exploded with a blue and purple lightning bolt that went straight for his head. Then, he suddenly realized a secret of the Dragon Clan's movement technique. He wasn't able to say where he had broken through to, nor where his sudden insight had been. But in that instant, the Dragon Clan movement technique that he had displayed was definitely twice as profound as the Dragon Clan cultivation techniques he had trained in his previous life. Furthermore, the movement technique he had just used, because it had been activated many times in the face of life and death, was even faster. He had even retreated ten meters in the instant that the blue lightning bolt was about to hit his head.

Xuan Hao was still in a panicked state. He silently looked at Zhong Ming's bluish-purple lightning that was directly piercing into the sky. He didn't know where his master was at the moment, but he was doing quite well!1

He had spent a lot of time and effort to find him, and now, he was in an unknown place. He was searching for him, and there was a mushroom cloud as well as lightning strikes! Zhong Ming was about to burst into laughter. This master was simply too despicable.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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