UGB Chapter 1948 The Fall of the Last Strongest Member of the Fusion Immortal Sect!
Chapter 1948 The Fall of the Last Strongest Member of the Fusion Immortal Sect!
Seeing this!
Xuan Yuan Daoist frowned slightly, his tone tinged with helplessness:
"Junior brother, it seems that the golden-scaled python is currently hiding in the deepest part of that poisonous fog."
"It's probably impossible to remove the snake gall silently without alerting the poison cultivator inside."
He took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes:
"That's enough!"
there is always a solution to a problem.
go!
Let's get our hands on the golden python's internal organs first.
As for that poison cultivator, there's no need to worry about him.
"Yes, Senior Brother!"
Lin Qingxuan nodded, the short sword at his waist trembled slightly, and his spiritual energy began to circulate, preparing him for battle.
After saying that,
With a light touch of their toes, the two of them stepped out of the flying boat, seemingly floating in mid-air.
Xuan Yuan Daoist made a backhand gesture and uttered a low shout:
"receive!"
The flying boat, which was about ten feet in size, flashed with light and began to shrink rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, it shrank to the size of a thumb, transformed into a stream of light, and landed inside Xuan Yuan Daoist's sleeve, where he carefully stored it away.
next moment,
Lin Qingxuan drew his cyan longsword and stood on it.
Xuan Yuan Daoist then summoned a jade ruyi, and his body shone with a surge of spiritual light.
Riding their respective magical artifacts, the two transformed into two streaks of light, one in front of the other, and resolutely disappeared into the vast expanse of white poisonous fog.
as predicted,
Just as Master Xuanyuan said...
The eerie poisonous mist landed on their protective auras, and was instantly repelled like water droplets falling on a rock.
Even the protective shield couldn't penetrate it in the slightest.
It didn't cause either of them the slightest discomfort.
The two grew increasingly resolute, their steps becoming lighter as they cautiously advanced deeper into the poisonous fog, guided by the compass.
His eyes scanned the surroundings warily, searching for any trace of the golden-scaled python.
Within the poisonous fog, visibility was less than ten feet, and the surroundings were deathly silent; not a sound could be heard.
Only the sound of their two magical artifacts cutting through the air could be heard.
It was unusually quiet.
Just as they had traveled several miles and were getting closer to the direction indicated by the compass...
suddenly!
A beam of dark light suddenly shot out from the depths of the poisonous fog.
It moved with lightning speed, carrying a terrifying aura, and appeared before the two of them in an instant.
Its power far exceeded the limits of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Like Mount Tai pressing down, the two disciples, Xuan Yuan Daoist and his companion, were immediately jolted, their pupils constricted, and their spiritual energy instantly froze.
A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head, making it difficult to even breathe.
A sudden chill ran through them, and an ominous premonition instantly enveloped them—
This is absolutely the power of a Golden Core cultivator!
Xuan Yuan Daoist reacted extremely quickly, his face instantly turning ashen. He hastily withdrew his oppressive aura and bowed towards the depths of the poisonous fog, shouting:
"We are juniors Xuan Yuan and Lin Qingxuan, disciples of the Bixiao Sect. We happened to pass by this place by chance. If we have offended you in any way, please forgive us."
The two juniors immediately withdrew, daring not to disturb the senior's peaceful cultivation any further!
He immediately invoked the name of his sect.
In the hope of using the name of their sect to intimidate the other party.
He hadn't expected that the person lurking deep within Blue Ocean Lake was actually a Golden Core cultivator.
Moreover, judging from his imposing presence, he is likely a powerhouse at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm or higher.
This is something that the two of them cannot contend with.
Then,
A chilling laugh echoed from the depths of the poisonous fog.
The laughter, seemingly emanating from the deepest hell, carried intense disdain and murderous intent, echoing through the poisonous fog and sending chills down one's spine.
"The Azure Cloud Sect?"
It's just a sect with only a Nascent Soul True Monarch in charge, yet it dares to be so presumptuous in front of me?
I don't take it to heart.
"Since you're here, stay—and die!"
The voice has not fallen,
The dark light that had been rushing towards them suddenly stopped, and then, as if it had gained sentience,
With a "hiss," it split open, transforming into two slender, dark rays of light, each carrying a sharp killing intent.
Like two deadly blades, they aimed straight for the vital spot between their brows.
They were moving so fast that they didn't give the two of them a chance to dodge.
Seeing this scene,
A deep sense of regret flashed across Lin Qingxuan's eyes, his heart filled with self-blame and resentment.
He suddenly remembered that after breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage, he had gradually lost his previous caution.
So much so that they readily believed Xuan Yuan Daoist's words, thinking that with the Bixiao Sect backing them, they could do whatever they wanted.
But I never expected it would end up like this.
"If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have trusted my senior brother so easily."
If only I had been more cautious back then and hadn't rashly ventured into the depths of Blue Obsidian Lake, I wouldn't be in this predicament..."
Lin Qingxuan cried out in despair in his heart.
He tried to use his spiritual energy to dodge and to summon his short sword to parry, but he found that the spiritual energy around him had already been imprisoned by that terrifying power, and his body was completely unable to move.
They could only watch helplessly as the dark light drew closer.
Obviously,
He deeply regretted his arrogance and carelessness after breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, and his loss of his previous cautious behavior.
Unfortunately, there is no elixir of regret in this world.
Once you make a mistake, there is no going back.
Before the thought had even formed,
"puff"
With a soft sound, two dark rays instantly pierced through the space between the two men's eyebrows.
Fresh blood gushed out, splashing into the poisonous mist, where it was instantly swallowed up.
The look of disbelief still lingered in Xuan Yuan Daoist's eyes.
Lin Qingxuan's eyes, however, were filled with deep regret and resentment.
next moment,
Their bodies went limp and collapsed, their consciousness plunging into eternal darkness.
There was no more breath.
Just as these two Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Azure Cloud Sect lost their lives...
Within the poisonous fog, a figure dressed in a black robe appeared out of thin air.
The black-robed cultivator was tall and imposing, his face shrouded in a layer of black mist, obscuring his features. He exuded a powerful and terrifying aura, typical of a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator.
The oppressive force swept out like a tidal wave, causing the surrounding poisonous mist to tremble slightly.
The black-robed Golden Core cultivator glanced down at the two Bixiao Sect cultivators whose brows had been pierced and who were already lifeless, a cold smile curving his lips.
He then waved his hand, and an invisible suction force suddenly erupted.
One could see the storage bags at the waists of the two cultivators and the magical artifacts in their hands.
Along with their other treasures, they all took flight.
As if guided by an invisible thread, it landed steadily in his palm.
His gaze swept across the area, finally settling on the compass that Xuan Yuan Daoist had dropped on the ground. He raised an eyebrow slightly, his tone carrying a hint of understanding:
"So it was my spirit beast that attracted these two ignorant little fellows."
He glanced down at the compass in his hand.
The compass needle still pointed to the location of the golden-scaled python, and the general outline of the incident was quickly deduced—
Presumably, these two disciples of the Bixiao Sect tracked down the Golden Scale Python using a compass.
Then,
The black-robed Golden Core cultivator flicked his finger, and a vibrant green flame appeared out of thin air.
The flame, though seemingly weak, emitted an eerie high temperature and landed on the bodies of the two Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Once contaminated,
The emerald green flames then blazed wildly, emitting a sizzling sound.
The flames were extremely corrosive, burning not only their bodies,
It continues to devour the remaining spiritual energy and divine soul energy on their bodies.
In less than a breath...
Their bodies were completely burned to ashes, leaving not even a trace.
All traces were cleaned up completely.
After disposing of the corpses of the two Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Azure Cloud Sect...
The black-robed Golden Core cultivator didn't leave immediately. Instead, he frowned and muttered with a hint of dissatisfaction:
"trouble!
All traces of energy must be completely eradicated, otherwise, if the powerful figures of the Azure Cloud Sect track them down, it will be a considerable problem.
That being said,
However, his tone showed no fear of the Bixiao Sect, which possessed a Nascent Soul True Monarch.
To him, although the Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Bixiao Sect was powerful, he was far away within the sect and might not personally intervene for the sake of two Foundation Establishment disciples.
Even if they do track them down, it will only be a death sentence for them.
So this matter is just a troublesome thing.
Immediately,
The black-robed Golden Core cultivator closed his eyes, rapidly forming hand seals while chanting obscure and difficult-to-understand incantations.
His internal magical power surged wildly.
In the blink of an eye, he unleashed a supreme and wondrous technique.
A moment later!
He suddenly opened his eyes, flicked his sleeve, and a strange breeze appeared out of nowhere, gently blowing outwards.
The breeze, though seemingly gentle, carried a powerful purifying force.
Where the breeze passed, the surrounding poisonous fog dissipated slightly, and the lingering spiritual energy fluctuations and the scent of blood remained in the air.
The lingering essence of both individuals was completely erased by the gentle breeze.
No trace was left.
The previously eerie and gloomy air had become much fresher.
It was as if everything that had just happened had never occurred.
The black-robed Golden Core cultivator closed his eyes and briefly sensed the surroundings, confirming that there was no longer any unusual aura.
He then slowly opened his eyes, murmuring to himself:
"All the Qi has been cleared!"
Even the soul lamp of the Bixiao Sect could not guide them to this place.
However, the golden-scaled python must be brought back and cannot continue to be released into the wild.
otherwise,
This will inevitably attract other cultivators from the Great Yuan cultivation world, which will only create more trouble.
In the blink of an eye...
He whistled softly into the depths of the poisonous fog.
next moment.
A long, drawn-out cry, like that of a dragon or a snake, suddenly rang out from the depths of the mist.
The voice was deep and resonant, carrying a hint of intimacy and awe, echoing through the poisonous fog.
Then,
A golden light suddenly pierced through the dense poisonous fog.
It shot in like an arrow released from a bow.
The speed is astonishing.
The golden light faded away...
A massive golden-scaled python appeared before the black-robed Golden Core cultivator.
The golden-scaled python was several meters long, its entire body covered with palm-sized golden scales that shimmered brilliantly in the dim light.
As if crafted from gold,
A thin horn adorns its head, and its eyes, like rubies, sparkle with a lively light. A faint aura of spiritual energy lingers around its body.
Clearly, this is a spirit beast comparable to the Foundation Establishment realm.
The golden-scaled python stretched out its massive golden head and nuzzled against the black-robed Golden Core cultivator in a coquettish manner, its forked tongue flicking slightly, displaying great affection.
He showed none of his usual fierceness.
Upon seeing this!
The black-robed Golden Core cultivator's originally cold gaze instantly softened.
He raised his hand and gently stroked the golden head of the golden-scaled python, chuckled softly, and spoke in a gentle tone:
"Look at yourself, you're the one who brought this trouble upon yourself."
For the foreseeable future, you'll have to stay in the spirit beast pouch.
"We'll release you once things have calmed down."
After saying that,
The black-robed Golden Core cultivator patted the black spirit beast pouch at his waist, and a soft ray of light shone down, enveloping the golden-scaled python.
The golden-scaled python obediently closed its eyes, letting itself be enveloped in the rosy light.
Its body gradually shrank.
Finally, it transformed into a golden light, entered the spirit beast pouch, and disappeared.
Immediately.
The black-robed Golden Core cultivator did not linger here.
With a swift movement, he transformed into a streak of black light, instantly disappearing into the depths of the poisonous fog without a trace.
Only a deathly mist remained, still lingering over Blue Ocean Lake.
at the same time,
Deep within the vast, white, poisonous fog...
There is an island hidden above the lake.
The island was shrouded in a thick poisonous fog, making it impossible for ordinary cultivators to detect.
At the very center of the island stands an ancient, black palace.
The palace appeared extremely ordinary, its walls constructed of black stone without any ornate decorations, yet it exuded a chilling aura.
It seemed to contain an extremely terrifying power.
Once it erupts, it will be earth-shattering and tear the sky apart.
Yes,
This seemingly ordinary palace, with its surface covered in extremely intricate patterns, is not an ordinary building, but a magical artifact.
It is also a top-grade magic weapon, capable of concealing one's aura and repelling powerful enemies.
This is one of the most prized treasures of the Rongshen Immortal Sect.
At this moment, the once lively scene inside the palace suddenly became completely silent.
An elderly man with an air of otherworldly wisdom, seated on the throne at the head of the main hall, slowly opened his eyes.
His brow furrowed slightly, as if he had sensed something amiss.
His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority:
"Go and check what's going on outside."
Why are there disturbances and fluctuations in spiritual energy?
As soon as this word comes out,
Dozens of figures in the main hall looked up, a hint of worry flashing in their eyes.
These figures were all dressed in Taoist robes of various colors, and their bodies were surrounded by obscure yet profound spiritual energy fluctuations.
Their minimum cultivation level is at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
Not bad.
These are the remaining cultivators of the Rong Shenxian Sect.
In the past, these Nascent Soul True Monarchs held high positions and possessed great strength, so they naturally wouldn't worry about a slight fluctuation in their aura.
But things are different now than before...
The current Rongshen Immortal Sect is no longer the top sect that once dominated the cultivation world.
Instead, it was a fallen sect labeled as a rebel and traitor by the Cultivator Association.
They could only hide deep within the Blue Ocean Lake, barely clinging to life.
Once their whereabouts are discovered by the powerful members of the Cultivator Association, their fate will surely be tragic.
therefore.
These Nascent Soul True Monarchs of the Immortal Fusion Sect have now become extremely sensitive.
Even the slightest breeze or rustling sound could unsettle them, making them fear that their presence would be exposed.
Even the half-saint powerhouse sitting on the high throne right now is no exception!
Although he was powerful, far surpassing ordinary Nascent Soul True Monarchs, he dared not easily reveal his whereabouts.
after all!
The Cultivator Association has a Nascent Soul cultivator in charge, whose strength is unfathomable.
He was far beyond his ability to contend with.
After a while...
A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the main hall.
The black-robed Golden Core cultivator who had just dealt with the Bixiao Sect disciples strode into the main hall.
...(End of this chapter)