Chapter 930: 376: Disaster of Nanxun!
Let me spare you?
Heaven’s consent not granted (6K) Chapter 930: 376: Disaster of Nanxun!
Let me spare you?
Heaven’s consent not granted (6K) “A fellow from Nanxun turned into a Soul Ghost…”
Chen Dengming was riding the Spirit Boat, discreetly heading towards the Valley Dead End where Qiu Feng and another were trapped.
Suddenly, he received a report from his Martial Immortal Incarnation through spiritual communion, which immediately piqued his curiosity.
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He quickly ordered his Martial Immortal Incarnation to detain the Soul Ghost and question it.
The response he received only filled him with shock and anger.
“Cultivators from the Demon Palace have joined forces with the Heavenly Demon Sect and Mosha Country to invade Nanxun, abducting a group of people for a blood sacrifice, while others were soul stripped for Soul Refining?”
Inside Nanxun were merely mortals, at most some with innate martial skills; not even a single cultivator could be found.
How could the Outer Realm Evil Cultivators commit atrocities even against mortals?
“Do they really have no fear of the curse of Nanxun?
These people deserve to die.”
Chen Dengming’s expression darkened, various thoughts flitting through his mind, but he realized that, for the moment, he could do nothing.
Blood sacrificing Nanxun could be the Outer Realm Evil Cultivators’ retaliation against Eastern Huayuan, or perhaps it was the Outer Domain Devil Lord’s next move in his desire to swallow the Human Immortal Dao System.
It could even be an outright trap, luring one into a snare, just to attract Eastern Huayuan back into Nanxun to be ensnared.
“Elder Dongfang once said that he has altered the terrain near the South Search Entrance and set up a grand domain array.
Low-level cultivators wouldn’t be able to break through at all…”
“Even if Golden Core cultivators entered, unless they numbered more than ten, they wouldn’t be able to break through.
And Golden Core cultivators also risked their realm dropping and perishing…”
Chen Dengming, lost in thought, still began contacting Eastern Huayuan through the Dao Force of the Human Immortal in his sea of consciousness.
However, this attempt at contact yielded no response.
That was normal, though; Spirit Transformation Cultivators might spend months in a slight cultivation session and may not notice the message he sent with his divine sense in time.
Chen Dengming ordered his Martial Immortal Incarnation to retreat with the fellow’s Soul Ghost in tow.
This matter would need to be considered at length.
With his current strength, he seemed invincible, but in the grand scale of both sides’ battlefield, he could only be considered high-end combat power, not the very top.
If something truly did happen in Nanxun, it wouldn’t be something he could quickly resolve by just rushing over, and not even Eastern Huayuan could solve it single-handedly.
“First, keep calm; let the incarnation investigate this matter further…”
Chen Dengming quickly collected his thoughts, temporarily setting aside the issue.
Getting anxious would only muddle things further.
For now, better to focus on the task at hand.
He suddenly retracted the Spirit Boat and summoned the White Bone Thousand Spirits Chariot.
Souls howled as the chariot rolled forward, speeding off rapidly.
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Within the Valley Dead End.
At this moment, a battle was erupting.
The towering Incense Fire Incarnation formed a gesture, and suddenly a torrent of ferocious water chains exploded from its body, resembling flashing silver belts, creating huge whirlpools that blasted away the approaching Lingbo Manes that resembled slender, serrated snakes.
Boom!
Whoosh!
The swollen river overflowed its banks, water gushing everywhere, waves churning, filled with the sharp and swift force of the water cutting through the air, throwing up millions of snowball-like sprays of water.
Yet, the water chain vortexes, powerful enough to shred any Golden Core cultivator into a clump of bloody mud, could only disorient the sleek Lingbo Manes, inflicting little serious damage.
These serrated creatures had slick yet resilient bodies with a faint luminous film over them, and their saw-toothed mouthparts exerted a sucking force.
The onrushing water chains were emptied of Water Spirit Qi by those mouthparts, rendering them harmless.
“Do they possess the Devouring Spirit Skill, capable of swallowing Spiritual Energy?”
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The color drained from the Incense Fire Incarnation’s face as it suddenly noticed its own Spiritual Energy rapidly draining from its legs.
Looking down, it realized that without noticing, two Lingbo Manes had attached themselves to its shins like leeches.
Its brow furrowed, it gave up its legs, letting them dissipate into Spiritual Energy to break free from the Lingbo Manes, and quickly fled.
Its Divine Sense then reached out towards the cavern in the valley ahead.
“These monsters are formidable, and I’m only an Incarnation here; I can only fend for myself and can’t take you with me yet.
But my true self is already on the way…
Hold on a while longer.”
Inside the cavern, Qiu Feng and Cheng Zhenwei exchanged glances upon hearing this.
“Impressive, so the huge ruckus outside just now, breaking through the Ice Cloud Blood Mosquito formation and challenging the Lingbo Manes entrenched in the pond, was just Brother Chen’s Incarnation?”
Cheng Zhenwei looked astonished.
He had long heard that Taoist son’s Clone Skill was unparalleled, but who could have expected it to be this formidable?
Decades had passed, and even the Incarnation of Taoist son surpassed their power.
Qiu Feng exhaled and, having guessed as much, said gravely, “I fear neither of us can call him Brother Chen anymore…”
Without addressing Cheng Zhenwei’s shocked expression, Qiu Feng immediately sent a message to the departing Incense Fire Incarnation.
“Taoist son, the Lingbo Manes are vicious and difficult to subdue.
If your true self is coming, you must be very careful.
It would be best to bring some Martial Uncles along.”
Just as he sent the message, Qiu Feng’s expression suddenly changed, and he quickly withdrew his Divine Sense.
Almost at the same instant, amid the layers of clouds above the valley, a powerful buzzing noise erupted as if countless mosquitoes were flapping their wings.
Buzz, buzz—
A crimson whirlwind parted the clouds, charging straight towards the location where the Divine Sense had swept through, incredibly keen, its presence due to the Ice Cloud Blood Mosquitoes, which prevented spiritual communication from passing out of the valley.
As if disturbed by the commotion, the earth within the valley churned, the ground trembled slightly, and rocks were overturned.
Rusling sounds accompanied gigantic vines, resembling pythons, stretching out from beneath the earth and slithering by.