Chapter 387: Taking Action (Seeking Subscription)
Chapter 387: Taking Action (Seeking Subscription)
A moment ago.
Long Evergreen Park.
"Haha. . . This spirit medicine garden belongs to our Nine Bitter Sect now!"
A cultivator resembling a middle-aged scholar, full of vigor, gazed down at a spirit medicine garden below him. "This Green Emperor Mountain truly is opulent! A mere spirit medicine garden within a mystic realm actually possesses 'Profound Violet Fruits' that are ten thousand years old. . . If I could snatch a few more places, my cultivation. . . Alas, it's a pity I arrived too late!"
Just as he lamented, he suddenly sensed something. He soared into the sky and saw a layer of silver light curtain on the horizon continuously shattering.
The void distorted, seemingly transforming into an insatiable giant beast, opening its ferocious, gaping maw and devouring large chunks of Long Evergreen Park's boundary.
But the scholar was not afraid in the slightest.
After all, at such a speed, it was still very far from reaching the spirit medicine garden.
Even if he truly encountered danger, the 'Void-Breaking Pearl' in his hand could take him away.
However, the next moment, he was astonished to see the speed at which the void storm devoured, instantly surging by a hundred, even a thousand times. . .
Looking from afar, it was like a approaching silver tidal wave, sweeping in with crazy force!
"Not good!"
The middle-aged scholar immediately spat out a mouthful of vital blood, activating a silver pearl in his hand.
This pearl was only the size of a dragon's eye, yet within it was a Phoenix Seal Talisman, vibrant and lifelike, like a flying bird.
After a powerful infusion of magic power combined with vital blood, it immediately hummed, conjuring a silver light that enveloped the scholar's form, about to vanish.
But the next instant, a dark green rune also appeared on the cultivator's body, like the brand of some tree root.
"This. . . Didn't the Myriad Transformations Divine Wood Grand Array collapse? How did it still leave a brand on me. . . This is bad. . ."
The scholar's face changed drastically. He tried to stop the teleportation but couldn't, only able to watch helplessly as a small void storm formed, swallowing him whole. . .
...
These scenes unfolded across all regions of the Long Evergreen Park mystic realm. The terrifying spatial storm, combined with the residual effects of the Myriad Transformations Divine Wood Grand Array, actually achieved the terrifying effect of prohibiting all teleportation.
"A trap! This is definitely a trap!"
Outside the Green Emperor Hall, those few Ice God Palace disciples hadn't even reacted when they saw a terrifying, pitch-black hand with nine fingers descend from the sky, flattening them into meat paste.
Following that, a grotesque-looking Nascent Soul Old Devil in black robes, with two fleshy growths on his head, appeared. He gazed at the void storm sweeping in from afar, his face turning grim. "The Realm Descent Talismans are useless. . . This kind of void storm is extremely dangerous, even for Divine Transformation Venerables if they get caught in it."
"This must be a trap set by Green Emperor Mountain. Unless one can break through a five-stage array combined with the void sealing power of a grotto-heaven. . . otherwise, there's no way to leave. The only path to survival must be within the Green Emperor Hall, to find those remnants of Green Emperor Mountain!"
"Damn it, this old ancestor only wanted to leech off the periphery and never intended to enter such a dangerous place. . . The restrictions at the core of an ancient Divine Transformation sect are enough to pose a fatal threat to Nascent Soul cultivators like us."
However, seeing the rampaging void storm not far away, he could only grit his teeth, transforming into a dark demonic light, and flash into the Green Emperor Hall.
Not long after, countless spatial storms swept forth, striking the Green Emperor Hall.
This palace, spanning a hundred li, emitted a hazy glow, with Phoenix Seal Script seemingly flickering within.
Although battered by storm after storm, causing its walls to crack continuously and surrounding palaces to crumble one after another. . . it ultimately slowed the void storm's progress, like a lonely island in a tempest.
...
Before the Ancestor Hall.
"The Azure Spirit Plate was snatched?"
Madam Bi let out a cold laugh. "Presumptuous! My Azure Void Sect is the true orthodox lineage of Green Emperor. How dare you, an unknown lone spirit, comment? !"
Her staff instantly flew up, and a pitch-black Flood Dragon Artifact Spirit emerged, roaring once before transforming into a black light, fiercely smashing towards the Old Ghost!
Zhan Tu swiftly chanted a spell, and the Azure Wood Sword fell into his hand, erupting with a sky-shattering sword light.
Roar! Roar!
The Flood Dragon and the sword light clashed. Even though its power was enhanced by a merging secret art, it was no match for a true Nascent Soul cultivator, and it was forced to retreat step by step.
Streaks of black light descended, but most were blocked by a rattan armor on Zhan Tu's body.
"Hmm? A Core Formation cultivator can withstand an attack from this old one. That's some ability, but you won't be so lucky next time."
Madam Bi, seeing this, a green light flashed in her eyes, and Nascent Soul-level magic power surged forth.
"Island Master. . . as long as you and I cooperate to kill this old woman, we'll split the immortal treasure in the Ancestor Hall!"
Zhan Tu's eyes turned a murky yellow, and he spat out a pitch-black pearl.
The dark spherical pearl emitted a black light, enveloping Zhan Tu and causing his figure to instantly vanish.
When he reappeared, he was already among the Azure Void Sect disciples.
His figure was like lightning, and with a flick of his finger, the Azure Wood Sword transformed into a stream of light, piercing towards the nearest Core Formation cultivator.
Poof!
The Core Formation cultivator's wooden shield artifact was pierced through, and the Core Formation cultivator behind him, his face full of astonishment, died with a sword through his chest.
With Zhan Tu and the Old Ghost's combined strength, bullying these Core Formation disciples was indeed overkill.
"Junior, how dare you? !"
Madam Bi naturally could not bear to see Zhan Tu slaughtering the Azure Void Sect disciples like this. The black dragon in the void let out a roar, just about to turn around.
Suddenly, the surrounding world changed!
Six large black holes opened, each containing a Core Formation ghost, leading a horde of monsters to charge out. In the void, spiritual energy instantly thinned to the extreme!
It was Fang Xi, who had unleashed the Hungry Ghost Path, Animal Path, and Hell Path divine abilities from the Six Paths of Reincarnation!
As soon as he made his move, demonic qi surged around him, truly a powerful Nascent Soul Old Devil!
"Is Your Excellency in league with that remnant?"
Madam Bi pointed her staff, and the black dragon roared, beheading a one-horned mountain goat. But she saw its flesh and blood quickly re-form, and it swiftly stood up, causing her to frown.
"Not quite. . . we just made a deal."
Fang Xi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Madam Bi.
She was only an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, so holding her back for a bit was no problem for him.
"What kind of deal? This old one is also quite wealthy. . . " Madam Bi immediately stopped her actions, attempting to persuade him.
For Nascent Soul cultivators like them, nothing was the overall situation; only their own self was the overall situation!
If she could pay some price to buy off Fang Xi and make him turn coats, she would naturally have the victory assured, and could avoid a life-or-death struggle with a peer. Why not?
"Hehe. . . The Old Ghost previously promised me the Withered Glory Chant's Soul Transformation chapter cultivation method, and the advanced divine ability for Withered Glory Mystic Light. If fellow Daoist has them, it's not impossible to consider."
Fang Xi chuckled.
"Withered Glory Chant's Soul Transformation chapter? And the advanced divine ability for Withered Glory Mystic Light?"
The smile on Madam Bi's face froze. Her Azure Void Sect's ancestors were merely outer disciples of Green Emperor Mountain. How could they be qualified to cultivate a core cultivation method like the 'Withered Glory Chant'?
"A pity. . . it seems there's nothing to discuss then."
Fang Xi raised his hand, a clap of thunder sounded, and a blood-colored long spear appeared in his grip.
He lightly tossed it, and the Asura Path divine ability transformed into a crimson beam of light, entangling with the black dragon in mid-air.
"So he's a Spell Cultivator? This could be a bit troublesome. . ."
Madam Bi, seeing her own Spirit Treasure trapped in mid-air, couldn't help but change her expression, pulling out the Azure Spirit Plate. . .
...
Before the Ancestor Hall.
"Demonic Dao Domain?"
The Old Ghost calmly pulled the Azure Wood Sword artifact out of the last Core Formation cultivator's chest. He looked at Fang Xi's Yama Demon Domain, a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Did this person's Second Primordial Spirit choose the path of a Spell Cultivator?"
"I also have a Core Formation Dao Domain, but it seems to only be effective in greatly harming Foundation Establishment cultivators. Among those of the same realm, it's not very useful."
Zhan Tu spoke.
"That's natural. A Nascent Soul Dao Domain is the same; it's not very useful in cultivation battles among peers. . . except for one type of person—a Spell Cultivator! A Spell Cultivator focuses solely on researching spells and divine abilities, not even bothering to refine their life-bound spirit artifacts. Their own Dao Domain is also incredibly powerful, enough to contend with powerful enemies of the same realm. . ."
The Old Ghost explained, then looked at the blood flowing across the plaza, his gaze fixed on the distance.
Although it was just a hazy gray before, at this moment, it seemed to be tinged with streaks of crimson.
"It seems many cultivators have died outside, even Nascent Souls have fallen. . ."
"This blood sacrifice, it should be about done, right? Hehe. . . Did you really think that the numerous mystic realm teleportation arrays left behind by Green Emperor Mountain back then, and the deliberate creation of so many void loopholes on the periphery, were for your benefit?"
The Old Ghost was laughing heartily when the Yama Demon Domain suddenly roared and exploded.
Fang Xi fled in disarray, roaring, "That old woman has a Void Treasure! I'm no match for her!"
Behind him, Madam Bi was enveloped by a white ribbon and a black dragon, and she still held the 'Azure Spirit Plate' in her hand.
At this moment, streaks of silver runes flickered on this ancient treasure, forming countless profound trigram restrictions.
Her gaze swept over the corpses strewn across the ground, and her killing intent grew even denser. "You two. . . you both shall die!"
"Hehehe, it's you who shall die!"
The Old Ghost cackled, telling Zhan Tu to conjure a wooden spirit pearl—it was the 'Seekwood Pearl'!
As soon as this pearl flew out, Madam Bi's face instantly changed. She felt the 'Azure Spirit Plate' in her hand actually losing control, flying directly out of her grasp!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Two streaks of emerald green light combined in mid-air. The Seekwood Pearl embedded itself perfectly into the core of the Azure Spirit Plate, as if it were always meant to be there.
Buzz!
The now complete Azure Spirit Plate seemed to be drawn by an immense force, snapping onto the lintel of the Ancestor Hall.
Clang!
Streaks of blood-red light flashed, and the powerful restrictions that had always surrounded the Ancestor Hall actually vanished without a trace in the next instant. . .
"Go!"
The Old Ghost flashed, instantly entering the Ancestor Hall.
Fang Xi glanced at Madam Bi, whose eyes were bloodshot as if she was about to fight him to the death, and likewise transformed into an azure rainbow, drilling into the Ancestor Hall.
...
The furnishings within the Ancestor Hall were very simple, with only a single room. Upon entering, one could see a shrine.
On a slightly rustic, long redwood table, countless spirit tablets were densely arranged.
And at the very top, a scroll hung.
Within the scroll was an Azure-robed Immortal, standing majestically on a verdant cliff, gazing far into the distance. . .
Comments