Chapter 1079 Heading North Alone

Further north than Tianxuan Sect, in the area called Northern Wilderness by the cultivators of Central Continent, a huge caravan was moving slowly across the wilderness.

This huge caravan had thousands of people, each of whom rode on tall horses, dressed in bright clothes and had handsome faces.

They were all cultivators in the late Jindan stage, with overwhelming strength. As they moved, the sounds of wind and thunder could be faintly heard.

On the carriage at the front of the caravan, two tall men stood by the windows with their hands behind their backs.

One of them was handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and exuded a majestic aura. He was the leader of this caravan - Zhao Youyuan.

The other man had a handsome face, elegant temperament, and wisdom in his eyes. He was Zhao Wuji's best friend and the think tank of this caravan - Su Zimo.

Their caravan was commissioned by a large cultivation family in Central China, and was responsible for transporting the resources needed for the family's daily practice to their members in the Beihuang mine.

At this moment, the two of them were leading the caravan slowly forward while communicating with each other through voice.

"Brother Zhao, what is the identity of the senior in the carriage? Since he joined our caravan, he has never left the carriage and has not had any communication with us."

Su Zimo frowned slightly and asked in a voice transmission.

Zhao Youyuan sighed softly and responded via telepathy.

"Brother Su, to be honest, I know very little about this senior."

"He suddenly appeared in front of me that day, saying that he had important business to attend to in the depths of the Northern Wilderness, so he requested to join our caravan."

"I saw that his cultivation was unfathomable and it was definitely not something we could peek into, so I agreed."

"Going to the depths of the Northern Wilderness for something important?"

Su Zimo frowned, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Except for some major forces that have cultivators in the mines of the Northern Wilderness of Central Continent, only the semi-secluded Northern Wilderness Saint Sect can be the destination of the cultivators."

“But looking at this senior’s gloomy temperament, he doesn’t look like those reckless body-cultivating men of the Northern Wasteland Saint Sect.”

"Indeed, this senior has a unique temperament, which is completely different from the Northern Wasteland Saint Sect monks I know."

Zhao Youyuan also nodded, indicating that he agreed with Su Zimo's guess.

"Then do we need to be careful and on guard? After all, we know nothing about this senior. What if he..."

Su Zimo hadn't finished speaking, but his meaning was already very clear.

Zhao Youyuan was silent for a while before he spoke slowly.

"I see that he has a restrained aura and his cultivation is unfathomable. If he really wants to harm us, I'm afraid we will be powerless to resist."

"But so far, he has not shown any abnormal behavior, so we cannot act rashly."

"We can only take one step at a time."

Su Zimo also understood Zhao Youyuan's worries. He sighed softly and decided to put aside his doubts for the time being.

Just as the two were talking, suddenly, there was a violent vibration from the ground in front of them, as if something was crashing wildly underground.

"what happened?"

Zhao Youyuan frowned and immediately shouted.

The monks in the caravan also felt the ground shaking. They all took out their magic weapons and looked around vigilantly.

"It seems like there is something underground!"

A monk who was in charge of reconnaissance in the caravan shouted loudly.

Zhao Youyuan and Su Zimo looked at each other, made a prompt decision, and shouted in unison.

"Everyone on alert, be prepared to deal with emergencies!"

Following their orders, the monks in the caravan took action one after another, standing in the positions they had trained countless times before, and protected the caravan among the crowd.

The ground continued to shake, and suddenly a huge crack appeared.

A powerful suction force surged out from the crack, trying to suck the monks in the caravan in.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Youyuan immediately mobilized his magic power and threw out a palm-sized golden cymbal from his arms.

The golden cymbal changed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a golden light shield that enveloped the caravan, barely resisting the suction force.

"What is this thing? It can actually tear the ground apart and has such a powerful force!"

Su Zimo exclaimed.

Zhao Youyuan also frowned and cursed under his breath.

"Damn it, I'm afraid this trip will be a big loss! I didn't expect to encounter such a strange monster in this northern wilderness."

Before Zhao Youyuan finished his words, a deafening roar suddenly came from the crack.

Immediately afterwards, a huge claw stretched out from the crack and slapped the light shield cast by Zhao Youyuan.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the light shield collapsed instantly under the attack of the giant claw. A powerful force knocked Zhao Youyuan and Su Zimo back. Under the impact of this force, the entire caravan lost its balance and became chaotic.

"Don't panic, keep your composure!"

Zhao Youyuan struggled to stand up and shouted loudly.

Although the monks in the caravan were panicked, they were, after all, bodyguards who risked their lives to earn resources for cultivating immortals. They quickly stabilized their position and reorganized their defense line.

However, the huge claw in the crack swung down again before everyone could prepare.

This time, it carried an even more violent force, and everyone in the caravan showed despair at the same time.

At the critical moment, a figure slowly walked out from the caravan's carriage.

He was wearing a plain blue shirt and had a stern face. It was Zhou Yiqiao!

Zhou Yiqiao just waved his hand lightly, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered towards him madly, forming a huge spiritual energy vortex.

In the vortex, countless runes flashed dazzling light, as if containing the ultimate truth between heaven and earth.

"Go!" He shouted softly, and the vortex of spiritual energy blasted towards the giant claw in the crack.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the vortex of spiritual energy collided with the giant claw, bursting out with dazzling light and violent air waves.

The entire wasteland began to tremble at this moment. Under the impact of this force, the monks in the caravan had to retreat again to avoid being affected.

The light faded, and the giant claw in the crack was actually repelled by the vortex of spiritual energy, but the figure still stood quietly in the same place, as if the earth-shattering blow just now was just a casual blow to him, and it was understated.

The crack where the monster was located had been blasted into a deep pit over a hundred feet deep by Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual energy vortex, and the full appearance of a huge monster was revealed.

It was pitch black all over, dozens of feet long, covered with scales as hard as iron, and had a pair of blood-red claws that looked hideous and terrifying under the scorching sun.

"This is... the Earth Dragon from the Northern Wasteland!"

Zhao Youyuan exclaimed, his eyes full of shock.

The ground dragon is a monster unique to the Northern Wilderness. It is known for its enormous strength and ability to move underground. It is an extremely difficult creature.

When Zhao Youyuan was surprised, Zhou Yiqiao flashed and instantly appeared above the ground dragon's head!