Chapter 101: Pangolin Armor
The wind whistles, as if whispering the glory and vicissitudes of the past.
Shangguan Jiannan's eyes wandered among the ruins around him, and he couldn't help but let out a series of exclamations.
He slowly walked into the ruins of the palace, and every step seemed to be stepping on the vein of time, feeling the heaviness and desolation that came from the ancient wilderness.
In this deep and dark place of the netherworld, caution becomes the only rule of survival.
Shangguan Jiannan moved cautiously at every step, his eyes sharp as a torch, scanning the surroundings vigilantly, afraid of missing any potential crisis.
The ruins of the palace reveal traces of battles everywhere. On the dilapidated walls, the mottled bloodstains, although dried, still tell of the cruelty and tragedy of the past.
"Tattah..." The crisp footsteps echoed in the empty hall, like the sound of a distant bell, knocking on Shangguan Jiannan's heart.
He walked through the ten-foot-tall palace gate and stepped into an even larger space.
The space inside the hall is vast and boundless, hundreds of feet long and wide, and fifty to sixty feet high. It makes people sigh at their own insignificance, as if they were in a vast universe.
Although the decoration inside the hall is in ruins, one can still get a glimpse of its former glory from the scattered debris.
Shangguan Jiannan's eyes wandered around the hall. Suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply as he was deeply attracted by the scene on the right side of the hall.
On the wall that was a hundred feet high, there was a huge hole with a radius of forty to fifty feet. There were cracks all around it, spreading like a spider web. The scene was so horrifying that it made people shudder.
Shangguan Jiannan stared at the terrifying hole, and couldn't help but let out a series of cold hisses, with endless shock and awe in his heart.
"What kind of powerful force is needed to cause such amazing destruction?" he muttered to himself, completely shocked by the scene before him.
In this ruined hall, Shangguan Jiannan continued his journey of exploration.
His eyes searched everywhere, and every scene in the hall was deeply imprinted in his mind.
The broken walls, the messy ruins, and the shocking holes of varying sizes all tell of the thrilling story that once happened here.
“These relics are undoubtedly left over from ancient times.”
Shangguan Jiannan pondered secretly in his heart, his eyes full of horror and emotion.
"And how terrifying and powerful must the strength of those warriors who existed before the Netherworld was destroyed be?" As the exploration deepened, Shangguan Jiannan's understanding of this ruin became more and more profound.
He seemed to be able to cross the barriers of time and space and witness the glory and fall of those ancient powerful men with his own eyes.
In this netherworld full of mystery and danger, he will continue to move forward and uncover more secrets about this ancient land.
In that ancient era, there were many sects, and each of them possessed astonishing power. Their disciples were all extraordinary in skills. With just a gesture of their hands, the mountains and rivers would change color, and all things would turn into nothingness.
Shangguan Jiannan, the young practitioner, walked along this long corridor of history, and every step he took was filled with his endless yearning for power.
His eyes flickered with a fanatical desire for the power to destroy the world, as if as long as he possessed that power, he would be able to control his own destiny and even the fate of the entire world.
Just as he was immersed in endless reverie, a subtle but noticeable explosion quietly broke the silence around him.
This sudden sound was like ice piercing his heart, waking Shangguan Jiannan up from his fantasy instantly, and all the nerves in his body tensed up.
The fine steel sword behind him seemed to sense the danger facing its master and unsheathed itself. The sword light was as fast as lightning, cutting through the sky and releasing a heart-pounding pressure.
Shangguan Jiannan held a long sword in his hand, walked cautiously and firmly, and scanned the surroundings with a sharp gaze, looking for the source of the sound.
At this moment, a deafening roar, like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth, exploded in his ears, shaking his body so much that he almost lost his balance.
But he quickly calmed himself, and with a swung of his sword, the sword light was like a dragon, which stirred up a gust of wind and crushed the surrounding rubble into pieces. The stone chips flew everywhere, like a rain of stones.
Immediately afterwards, an earth-shaking roar sounded. The sound seemed to come from the underworld, carrying endless majesty and anger, which made Shangguan Jiannan's heart tremble.
He turned around suddenly, his eyes fixed on the pile of rocks not far away.
I saw a green figure, as agile as a wolf, suddenly rushing out from the rock. It was the legendary third-level monster - the Iron Armored Carapace.
This armored warrior is as long as a wolf and is covered with green scales. It is as hard as iron and difficult to penetrate.
It feeds on rocks, has immense strength, and amazing defense. Even a warrior with a high level of cultivation would not be able to defeat it easily.
At this moment, it was staring at Shangguan Jiannan with a pair of blood-red eyes, as if it was considering him as its next prey.
Faced with this sudden powerful enemy, Shangguan Jiannan was not afraid at all.
He knew very well that only by defeating it could he prove his strength and get one step closer to his dream.