Whoever I Want to Crash Into, I'll Crash Into

Ye Chuan's gaze slowly fell on the boiling quicksand beneath his feet.

His divine sense swept across the ground without any response, which could only mean that the monster guarding this floor, as well as the entrance to the next floor, were all hidden deep beneath this desert.

"Hiding pretty deep, aren't we," Ye Chuan scoffed, raising his hand to snap his fingers.

In an instant, thick chaotic black mist surged out from behind him. From within the black mist, an armored giant draped in dark purple flames slowly stepped out. The giant was tens of meters tall, holding a pitch-black Hammer of Dusk entwined with black light. It was none other than one of Ye Chuan's chaotic avatars—Della.

The moment the giant landed, the entire desert trembled slightly.

"Smash," Ye Chuan casually ordered with a lift of his chin after shielding everyone.

Della gave a slight nod, gripped the Hammer of Dusk tightly, and slammed it fiercely into the ground!

"Boom—!!!"

A deafening explosion erupted. The moment the hammer fell, terrifying power spread wildly across the ground, causing the entire desert to heave violently like ocean waves!

Countless streams of quicksand surged and blasted outward, the ground splitting into dense ravines, and even the distant sand dunes collapsed from the shockwave.

With this hammer strike, let alone a monster hidden underground, even a fortress cast from steel would be smashed to pieces.

Sure enough, before the tremors even subsided, the quicksand beneath their feet suddenly began to churn madly. A fierce aura, far more brutal than all the previous lesser mobs combined, erupted from deep underground!

"Careful!" Tian Xiaotian instantly gripped her spirit sword and stood in front of Luo Xi and Ye Yue, her eyes turning vigilant.

The next second, the ground exploded!

A colossal beast violently broke out from the quicksand, kicking up a sky full of yellow sand.

The monster was entirely covered in thick, pitch-black bone-like scales. Two thick, curved horns on its head gleamed with a cold light. Its four limbs were as thick as towering pillars, and its tail trailed a row of sharp bone spikes.

At this moment, the monster's crimson vertical pupils stared dead-on at the group before it. It snorted searing white steam from its nostrils and let out a deafening roar.

"A Horned Dragon," Wang Yanran recognized the monster. "This is the first time I've seen such a strong Horned Dragon."

Its aura was firmly at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage!

Such strength, if placed in the real world, would be a terrifying existence capable of sweeping through a nation's superpower forces. No wonder the top-tier squads that came in before were completely wiped out here. This guarding boss alone was not something level thirty super martial artists could contend with.

Seeing this mountain-like monster, Lan Xiaoke instantly shrank her neck and quietly took two steps back. Bending over, she hid behind Luo Xi, only poking out half of her little head, pretending to look at the distant scenery, playing the fool without any hesitation.

Ye Chuan glanced at her and couldn't help but laugh:

"Weren't you just shouting about taking them out with one punch each? What, chickening out already?"

"I-I am not!" Lan Xiaoke stubbornly shouted back.

"This thing is just too ugly, I'm afraid it'll dirty my gloves! You do it!"

"Alright, all of you step back a bit." Ye Chuan waved his hand and took a step forward.

"I'll just use this thing for some practice to test out the Origin Magic."

He originally wanted to let the girls practice a bit more, but this peak Nascent Soul monster was already beyond what they could handle at their current stage. If they really fought, they would inevitably get hurt.

More importantly, he could use this opportunity to thoroughly grasp the mechanics of the Origin Magic's law of words.

The Horned Dragon seemed enraged by Ye Chuan's nonchalant attitude. It suddenly lowered its head, aiming its sharp horns at Ye Chuan, and stamped its four hooves fiercely into the ground. Its massive body charged madly toward Ye Chuan like an out-of-control heavy-duty truck!

Wherever it passed, the quicksand was plowed into two deep trenches, and the ground trembled along with it. A fierce aura rushed forward, as if it was going to smash Ye Chuan to pieces in the next second.

But Ye Chuan stood in place, not even moving a foot. Looking at the charging monster, he faintly spat out one word: "Barrier."

The moment his voice fell, a transparent white wall of light instantly formed in front of him, seamlessly blocking the Horned Dragon's charge.

"Bang—!!!"

A deafening crash erupted. The Horned Dragon's sharp horns slammed fiercely into the barrier, but the seemingly thin wall of light didn't budge an inch. Instead, the Horned Dragon itself was violently sent flying by the massive rebound force. Its huge body crashed heavily into the quicksand, sliding more than ten meters away and collapsing a small sand dune before stopping.

It shook its head, clearly dazed by the impact. Its crimson eyes were filled with fury as it let out another deafening roar, struggling to its feet, ready to charge again.

Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, finding it somewhat interesting. He spoke again, still just a light word:

"Sword."

In an instant, a sky full of white sword shadows formed behind him, dense as a rainstorm. Each sword shadow carried the rule power of Origin Magic, sharp to the extreme.

As Ye Chuan lifted his fingertip, countless sword shadows shot toward the Horned Dragon like meteors!

"Pfft, pfft—"

The sword shadows accurately pierced into the gaps of the Horned Dragon's scales. Blood instantly spurted out, dyeing the yellow sand beneath it red.

The Horned Dragon let out an agonizing roar, its body instantly covered in dense wounds. But the ferocity in its bones was completely stimulated. Instead of retreating, it lowered its head again and charged madly toward Ye Chuan against the sky full of sword shadows, looking like it wouldn't stop until one of them was dead.

"Oh? Quite the hot-blooded one, still trying to hiss at me in this situation?" Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, losing his mood to continue playing around.

He tapped his fingertip lightly, looking at the charging Horned Dragon, and faintly spat out one word:

"Die."

The Horned Dragon's forward charge suddenly froze. Its massive body paused in place for two seconds, the light in its crimson vertical pupils rapidly fading before it collapsed with a crash, kicking up a sky full of yellow sand.

Word Spirit. Just a single word Die, and it took effect.

Such an ability was simply too strong.

Although Ye Chuan himself could easily one-shot this Horned Dragon anyway, he still liked to experiment with his Origin Magic.

Good stuff, good stuff. As expected of Great Aunt Lilith.

After instantly killing the opponent, Ye Chuan looked at the massive corpse not far away. He seemed to be moved by the beast's bloody courage to keep charging at him even while its body was pierced by countless blades—

He spoke faintly: "Stand up."

Black mist appeared and devoured the corpse.

A few seconds later, the black mist dispersed. The colossal beast slowly stood up, lowered its huge head toward Ye Chuan, bent its front hooves, and knelt on one knee, completely becoming his new chaotic avatar.

"Not bad, not bad. From now on, you are my Truck-kun. I can send whoever I want to another world." Ye Chuan patted the Horned Dragon avatar.

And right inside the deep underground pit where the Horned Dragon had originally laid dormant, a portal glowing with a dark black halo slowly revealed itself—

It was none other than the entrance to the fifth floor.