Chapter 583 - 565: It’s Your Single-Horned Fire Spirit Flood Dragon, Come Over Here

There’s actually a rule in the Array of Solitary Void’s trial: if the trial creature gives up chasing a Trial Taker to target someone else, the original Trial Taker is considered to have passed.

This was a relatively obscure rule that most people weren’t aware of. In previous trials, participants were always alone, making it impossible to have someone else take their place. But within the Elite Trial Array, such a tactic was viable.

However, there was one thing to be mindful of: the aggro lock.

Attacking the trial creature would cause it to lock onto you. At that point, the only way to transfer its aggro was for someone else to land a much harder blow. This was an instinctive reaction for Exotic Beasts—to hold a grudge against the one who hit them the hardest.

The other option was to not attack at all. When someone else eventually made a move, the aggro would shift to them, allowing you to pass the trial directly.

Although this method was cunning, it was very effective and saved a great deal of stamina.

Even with Cultivation at the Cleansing Marrow Grandmaster Realm, one’s body was not inexhaustible. Stamina would deplete during a prolonged fight, causing Combat Power to decrease along with it. If one were injured, the situation would be even more severe.

But not everyone had Yang Chan’s powerful regenerative abilities. In fact, most people didn’t practice any Health Cultivation Techniques, let alone practice them to Yang Chan’s level.

Another point was that the Tai Chi Health Cultivation Skill was a Cultivation Technique only Yang Chan possessed, not something everyone had access to.

In his old world, anyone could learn it. But here on the Taiyu Divine Continent, no one else knew this Cultivation Technique. Its moves seemed slow and powerless, but its potential was incredibly high—a fact Yang Chan had experienced firsthand.

Of course, those who could cultivate it to his level were also exceedingly rare.

In fact, cultivating it to this degree had long since surpassed the creator’s original expectations.

After all, that creator hadn’t managed to live this long.

Yang Chan’s ability to cultivate to such a level was all thanks to the Potential Points and proficiency system on his panel. It was the combination of these two that allowed him to reach this stage; an ordinary person could never do so.

However, at that moment, as Yang Chan saw the Saint Son of the Purple Mansion Sacred Land make his move, his figure vanished in a flash. Moving like the wind, his speed was immense. He completely ignored the Purple Mansion Saint Son’s attack, because it couldn’t possibly hit him.

The Single-Horned Fire Spirit Flood Dragon chasing behind Yang Chan, however, was another story.

The Single-Horned Fire Spirit Flood Dragon’s body was immense.

"No! Damn it! You baited me into attacking!"

The smile on the Purple Mansion Saint Son’s face instantly vanished, his expression turning livid.

His original plan was to use Yang Chan to deal with the Two-headed Spirit Flood Dragon. He never imagined that his move to block Yang Chan would, after Yang Chan had vanished, become an attack on the Single-Horned Fire Spirit Flood Dragon instead.

His only hope now was that Yang Chan had previously dealt a heavy blow to the Single-Horned Fire Spirit Flood Dragon. Only then would he avoid being targeted.

"ROAR!"

The Single-Horned Fire Spirit Flood Dragon instantly shifted its gaze. Its crimson, fiery eyes locked onto the Purple Mansion Saint Son, surging with endless killing intent.

Suddenly, Yang Chan didn’t seem so detestable anymore. Instead, this new attacker was the heinous villain, the one who deserved to die.

The Purple Mansion Saint Son’s hopes were instantly shattered.

"Damn it, you didn’t even attack the Single-Horned Fire Spirit Flood Dragon!"

The Purple Mansion Saint Son’s expression turned foul.

He hadn’t put much power into his attack, as his only goal was to slow Yang Chan down, forcing him to be caught by the Two-headed Spirit Flood Dragon and defend himself.

But the result was completely unexpected. It was illogical that this person hadn’t attacked the Single-Horned Fire Spirit Flood Dragon after all this time.

This left him utterly frustrated. The crimson eyes of the Single-Horned Fire Spirit Flood Dragon, in particular, were proof of just how foolish his recent move had been.

"Many thanks for your help, Purple Mansion Saint Son. This Single-Horned Fire Spirit Flood Dragon is all yours now!"

Yang Chan clearly perceived the change in the Single-Horned Fire Spirit Flood Dragon. At the same time, he felt a repulsive force from the space around him. It was obvious that he had passed the test.

Yang Chan now understood that the Purple Mansion Saint Son must have used this same trick to screw over the Celestial Sword Sect’s Saint Son earlier.

He didn’t know how the other party knew about this, but it was possible the Purple Mansion Sacred Land had relevant Ancient Texts.

The Purple Mansion Saint Son had tried to pull the same trick again, but he never expected that Yang Chan had simply bided his time without attacking at all. This left even a schemer like the Saint Son completely dumbfounded.

At that moment, both the Single-Horned Fire Spirit Flood Dragon and the Two-headed Spirit Flood Dragon charged toward the Purple Mansion Saint Son, determined to crush the one who had provoked them.

Or rather, what was, in their eyes, a mere insect.

"You brat! I’ll remember you!"

The Purple Mansion Saint Son dodged pathetically. The two Spirit Flood Dragons working together put immense pressure on him. Their hides were especially tough, and their Combat Power far surpassed that of an ordinary Bone Marrow Cleansing Grandmaster, making even the Purple Mansion Saint Son feel they were a handful.

He wanted to escape, but it was difficult. The two Spirit Flood Dragons were coordinating a pincer attack, one in front and one behind, leaving him no opportunity to flee.

Yang Chan, meanwhile, picked up his pace. After reaching the crater of the volcano, a streak of light flashed, and his figure vanished from the sulfur-reeking volcanic land.

"He Tianqing, I never thought I’d see you in a state like this."

"You tried to pull a fast one and ended up losing out. Serves you right!"

In the distance, the Celestial Sword Sect’s Saint Son, who also had a steaming Spirit Flood Dragon trailing him, laughed as he watched the Purple Mansion Saint Son.

He had been tricked earlier, causing him to enter this Trial Land a bit late.

After entering this area, he had been leading the Spirit Flood Dragon behind him while searching for the Purple Mansion Saint Son’s whereabouts, intent on teaching him a lesson.

He wasn’t the type to hold a grudge—he’d get his revenge before the night was over.

A Sword Dao Cultivator always gets their revenge.

"Sword Madman Xiao Se, get over here!"

Hearing this and seeing the Celestial Sword Sect’s Saint Son, the Purple Mansion Saint Son’s eyes darted about.

Two Spirit Flood Dragons were tough to handle, but if he could drag someone else into the chaos, things would be much better. If he could manage to offload all three Spirit Flood Dragons onto the Celestial Sword Sect’s Saint Son, that would be an excellent outcome for him.

"Just seeing you get screwed over is satisfying enough for me. I hope I’ll see you on the next level, otherwise I’ll be really disappointed!"

Seeing the situation, the Celestial Sword Sect’s Saint Son, Xiao Se, didn’t get any closer. He simply led the pursuing Spirit Flood Dragon away and quickly disappeared.

The moment he saw the look on the Purple Mansion Saint Son’s face, he knew the man was scheming against him again. The chances of adding another Spirit Flood Dragon to his enemy’s problems were slim; it was more likely he’d be dragged down with him. It was better not to get involved.

Besides, seeing this scene had already dissipated much of his anger.

If the Purple Mansion Saint Son managed to make it to the next level, he would be sure to prepare a nice "gift" for him.

The Celestial Sword Sect’s Saint Son, Xiao Se, was from Huaguang Peak of the Celestial Sword Sect. He grew up within the sect and, after revealing his talent in the Sword Dao, never once lacked for Cultivation Resources. It could be said that he had experienced few hardships since childhood, enjoying a life of smooth sailing.

Within the Celestial Sword Sect, no one would dare try to trick him. Furthermore, the status of the Celestial Sword Sect’s Saint Son was special—they did not participate in the struggle for the position of Alliance Leader, which meant even fewer entanglements. The Purple Mansion Saint Son was the first person to ever make Xiao Se so furious.