Abyss Walker

Chapter 120 Dragon God Trial (Part 1)

The deep rumble echoed deep within the cave, like the breath of an ancient beast or the pulse of the earth's core, making one's heartbeat resonate with it involuntarily.

Yun Muhan frowned deeply. His intuition told him that there was some powerful force hidden behind that voice. He quickened his pace, a sense of urgency compelling him to find out the truth as soon as possible.

As he rounded the bend, the sight before him made him hold his breath. A vast underground space unfolded before him, seemingly a masterpiece of nature's artistry.

The space was towering and spacious, with the rocks at the top shining like countless glittering stars under the fluorescent light, while the ground was as smooth as if it had been polished by hand.

On the surrounding rock walls, stalactites and stalagmites are scattered in a well-organized manner. Their shapes are bizarre and varied, some like ferocious monsters, and some like exquisite sculptures. Each rock seems to be telling an ancient story.

Fluorescent light seeped from the cracks in the rocks, turning the entire underground space into a mysterious blue hue, giving it a dreamlike feel.

Yun Muhan's gaze was drawn to the huge stone platform in the center, and his feet involuntarily moved closer to it.

The surface of the stone platform was carved with intricate runes, ancient and mysterious, each seemingly containing profound power. The runes emitted a faint light, shimmering slightly in the air, as if breathing with life.

As Yun Muhan approached, the light on the stone platform seemed to grow brighter, and the runes began to emit even stronger energy fluctuations.

He could feel a mysterious connection between these runes and the spiritual power within his body, as if they were calling to him and waiting for his touch.

The sphere of light suspended above the stone platform is the focal point of the entire space. It floats silently in the air, radiating a soft yet powerful glow. Something seems to be slowly rotating inside the sphere; its power is profound and vast, inspiring awe in all who behold it.

Yun Muhan stood before the stone platform, his heart pounding, but his eyes gleamed with unwavering determination. He reached out and gently touched the surface of the sphere of light.

The moment they made contact, a powerful flow of information flooded into his mind like a torrent. His consciousness was shaken by this power, and he was plunged into a strange state.

This stream of information contained countless images and pieces of knowledge that flashed rapidly through Yun Muhan's mind, giving him an unprecedented experience.

He witnessed ancient battles, heard ancient calls, and felt the flow of power.

“The inheritance of Long Duan Du Xuan is not something anyone can bear. Since you were able to enter…” A deep voice echoed in Yun Muhan’s mind, “You must prove your worth in order to obtain this inheritance.”

A resolute glint flashed in Yun Muhan's eyes. This would be a test, but also an opportunity. He took a deep breath, preparing to meet the challenge ahead.

He clenched his fists. He was well aware of the requirements of the dragon's inheritance. He was about to face not only physical challenges, but also the ultimate test of his mental strength and precise control of power.

Yun Muhan's gaze was firm, as if he had already foreseen the difficulties to come.

"Then let me see your test." Yun Muhan's voice revealed an undeniable determination.

As Yun Muhan finished speaking, the sphere of light suddenly burst forth with dazzling brilliance, enveloping the entire stone platform. Yun Muhan only felt a blur before his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found himself in a completely different space.

This place is filled with desolation and loneliness, like a forgotten battlefield.

"The battle begins." The deep voice rang out again, devoid of any emotion.

Before Yun Muhan, a figure slowly materialized—a warrior clad in ancient armor, his eyes burning with unyielding fighting spirit. The warrior brandished his longsword, the tip pointing at Yun Muhan, and an invisible killing intent swept over him.

"Come on, let me see your strength." The warrior's voice was like the cold winter wind, piercing and ruthless.

Yun Muhan stood on the desolate battlefield, his figure resolute and composed. Despite facing unknown challenges, his heart remained as calm as a still well. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and mobilized the spiritual energy within his body.

These spiritual energies flowed through his meridians like streams, eventually converging in his palms, where the light gradually brightened, as if he were holding two small suns in his hands.

He opened his eyes, a resolute light flashing within them. He knew the battle to come would be a life-or-death struggle, and only the truly strong could advance. He slightly raised his palms, spiritual energy leaping at their edges like dancing flames.

At this moment, the Dugu Sword in his hand emitted a faint light, as if resonating with his spiritual power. The blade vibrated slightly in the air, emitting a low hum, as if it were eagerly anticipating the upcoming battle.

The sparks of battle ignited instantly. The warrior's longsword, like lightning slicing through the night sky, hurtled straight for Yun Muhan's vitals with a whooshing sound. The sword tip drew streaks of silver light through the air, each one brimming with deadly threat.

Yun Muhan's figure flickered like a phantom, his body avoiding the fatal blow at an almost impossible angle. His movements were fluid and natural, as if he had become one with the surrounding environment.

While dodging the attack, Yun Muhan retaliated with a palm strike, the wind from his palm like a blade, aimed directly at the warrior's chest. This palm strike contained all his power and speed, and the air itself seemed to explode under its force.

However, there was no panic in the warrior's eyes. He twirled his longsword, blocking Yun Muhan's attack at a precise angle. Sword and palm clashed, producing a crisp metallic clang.

Their figures crisscrossed the desolate battlefield, like two dancing lights. Every clash was fraught with danger, and every dodge tested their reflexes and skills.

The battle between Yun Muhan and the warriors was like a meticulously choreographed dance, a clash of strength and a contest of skill.

On this battlefield, only the most astute and resilient warriors can survive. Yun Muhan's every attack was like a raging storm, while the warriors' every defense was like a sturdy dam.

As the battle progressed, Yun Muhan gradually sensed that his opponent's strength was constantly increasing, with each attack becoming more ferocious than the last.

Yun Muhan knew that this was not just a simple battle, but a test of his will and the limits of his spiritual power. He began to use his spiritual power to unleash various exquisite martial arts techniques, each attack containing powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy.

Although the warrior was powerful, Yun Muhan's spiritual power and martial arts skills were equally formidable. Relying on his wisdom and courage, he gradually gained the upper hand in the battle.

The battle raged on for a long time until the very last moment, when Yun Muhan finally found the warrior's weakness and struck him in the chest with a palm strike. The warrior's figure vanished in a flash of light, while Yun Muhan, panting heavily, stood in the center of the battlefield.

"You've passed the first test." The deep voice sounded again, this time with a hint of approval.

Yun Muhan knew that this was just the beginning of the Dragon God's inheritance, and many more battles awaited him.