Chapter 120: Jiang Fushan, unable to leave the Southern Regions

Twilight descended over the Desert of Death.

The people of Spine Mountain had already gathered around a bonfire.

Even Old Li, who had been searching for gaps in the formation, had returned to the main group.

After all, the demonic dragon guarding the place was dead!

There was no sign of the life-threatening Heavenly Thunder descending anytime soon.

With plenty of time to find a way out through the formation's cracks, everyone relaxed considerably.

Jiang Yifeng was generous, instructing his father Jiang Fushan to distribute dozens of pounds of dragon meat for everyone to roast and eat.

He himself held a few hundred pounds of roasted dragon meat, gnawing on it voraciously.

As the dragon meat went down, Jiang Yifeng clearly felt his earlier exhaustion quickly replenished.

Moreover, through the devouring power of his Taotie Divine Body, he felt his Martial Dao cultivation improve after digesting all the dragon meat.

This was no surprise to Jiang Yifeng.

After all, he had fought so hard to kill the demonic dragon, partly to satisfy his appetite.

But more importantly, he wanted to use the Taotie Divine Body to enhance his Martial Dao cultivation by eating dragon meat.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Jiang Yifeng hadn't moved an inch, eating continuously for three whole months.

A demonic dragon several thousand feet long was finally reduced to just one dragon leg by him.

Of course, his gains from eating this way were immense.

His Martial Dao cultivation had directly advanced from the fifth level of Semi-Saint to the eighth level of Semi-Saint.

Such a speed of improvement was simply unimaginable.

It far surpassed the rate of Martial Dao advancement in any of his previous simulations by hundreds of times.

However, after reaching the eighth level of Semi-Saint, the effect of eating dragon meat on his cultivation had significantly slowed.

Jiang Yifeng thought this was normal.

After all, the demonic dragon's cultivation was at the ninth level of Tribulation Crossing.

His current Martial Dao level, the eighth level of Semi-Saint, corresponded to the eighth layer of Tribulation Crossing in the Immortal Dao.

He was only one minor realm away from the demonic dragon.

At this level, it was reasonable that eating more dragon meat wouldn't result in rapid improvement.

Since he could no longer improve quickly, Jiang Yifeng decided not to eat the remaining dragon leg.

No matter how delicious the food, eating it continuously for several months would make anyone sick of it.

Besides, Jiang Yifeng thought the dragon meat's taste was just average.

At that moment, Jiang Yifeng noticed the dragon egg in his storage ring.

He licked his lips, thinking it was time for a change of flavor.

Half an hour later, the fragrant steamed dragon egg was ready.

After savoring it carefully, Jiang Yifeng gave an honest evaluation.

The dragon egg tasted better than the demonic dragon meat.

But he knew he was just in a simulation.

He kept reminding himself of this.

After taking a deep breath, Jiang Yifeng forced himself to calm down.

He began to ponder what was happening.

Why did this happen?

Wasn't his father supposed to attract the attention of Immortal Realm experts only when he was about to ascend?

Jiang Yifeng couldn't understand why this was happening.

Suddenly, he muttered, "No, something's wrong!"

He realized that there was no giant hand or foot covering the sky this time.

So, his father's disappearance shouldn't be due to an expert's intervention.

But what was the reason?

Why did his father dissipate just as he was about to leave the Southern Regions?

Was there some other force preventing his father from leaving?

Jiang Yifeng couldn't think of an answer. He felt there must be a lot of information he hadn't yet uncovered.

He kept this matter in mind and stopped thinking about it.

Finally, he stepped into the formation crack.

As the saying goes, misfortunes never come singly.

Just as Jiang Yifeng stepped into the formation crack and entered the Dragon Tomb, he sensed something was wrong and exclaimed,

"WTF, a void storm!"

Although Jiang Yifeng had never seen a void storm, he had read about it in the Immortal Dao inheritance.

He believed what he saw was indeed a void storm.

So, Jiang Yifeng turned and ran, trying to escape back to the Southern Regions through the formation crack.

Unfortunately, it was too late!

When he crossed through the formation crack, he had already entered the void storm.

At this moment, he was being swept away by the storm, unable to move freely.

He could only drift in the storm until death or until the void storm dissipated on its own.

After struggling for a while, Jiang Yifeng let out a bitter laugh.

It seemed this simulation was about to end again.

However, Jiang Yifeng didn't give up completely. He began to use the void storm to temper his body.

He thought that even if the simulation was about to end, any improvement was still an improvement.

At this moment, he also pondered the cause of the Dragon Tomb's collapse and the resulting void storm.

This time, there was no expert intervention, no one ascending, yet the Dragon Tomb still collapsed.

Suddenly, Jiang Yifeng seemed to realize something.