Chapter 851 Not So Normal

"The power of the Hedao realm is somewhat unfamiliar."

Sensing the fluctuations coming from the front, Patriarch Wanxiang placed his hand on the stone wall without changing his expression.

The formation lit up, and a hidden passage appeared on the right wall.

"Is it Xue Qingrou, or the old ghost of Guxue?"

Several faces of enemies flashed through his mind. As a casual cultivator, he had offended many people along the way, and there were countless people who wanted to kill him, including some old monsters with deep backgrounds. Therefore, when he was walking outside, Wanxiang Patriarch rarely used his original body.

He used the power of the life-saving silkworm Gu to gather his subordinates one after another.

Most of these people were losers with no hope of advancement, or fugitives with hatred, and that was how Venerable Yangji came into his sight. After subduing these people, the Ancestor of All Things would take their lives, and then use the ability of the Life Silkworm Gu to change lives to lend out his own cultivation.

In this way, he, a Hedao monk, created the illusion of more than a dozen Hedao monks.

If it weren't for the limitation of the growth cycle of the Life Silkworm Gu, he would have wanted to differentiate into more offspring and create more powerful ones, so as to expand the territory of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect and occupy more resources.

"I hope Huang Kun can deal with this person."

Restraining his emotions, the Wanxiang Patriarch walked into the passage. Not long after he entered the passage, the entrance of the passage was like the surface of water, which returned to calm after the ripples. The wall also returned to its previous appearance, a yellowish brick wall without even a single forbidden word on it.

boom!!

There was another violent collision from above, and then the earth seemed to be set on fire, and a scorching sun rose out of nowhere.

The night was as bright as day, and the falling rain was evaporated, producing a large amount of water vapor.

The whole area became foggy.

"Weak, too weak!"

In the steam, a strange man with nine heads and flames all over his body stood in the middle of the flames, with charred corpses lying all around him.

The other side.

Ke Zhenbei held a long sword and the rain slid down the tip of the sword.

Huang Kun, who was highly expected by the Wanxiang Patriarch, was half-kneeling in the mud, gasping for breath. Not far from him, several stiff figures stood aside and watched. At the edge of the mist farther away, hazy shadows were looming.

The man in black robe stood beside Chen Luo, staring at the soul-parasitic Gu in his hand with shining eyes.

A strange insect that parasitizes the soul.

Ranked eleventh on the list of strange insects, it can parasitize the soul and control life and death. The black shadow sent by the Wanxiang Patriarch was parasitized by the soul parasitism insect as soon as it approached this area. The stiffness that the Wanxiang Patriarch sensed later was caused by these sub-insects losing their self-identity but unable to self-destruct.

"It seems that there are really no strong ones."

Chen Luo's gaze passed through the people in front of him and looked towards the interior of the Wanxiang Immortal Gate.

Due to the deadly poison of the scorpion horn, at this moment the Wanxiang Immortal Gate was as quiet as midnight. Except for the second-step cultivators above the Spirit Transformation Realm, all others had fallen into a deep sleep.

"The characteristic of the Life Silkworm Gu is to change life. As long as the original body is not caught, it can change life infinitely. What we are seeing now is the 'change' of cultivation. If it is a highly successful Life Silkworm Gu, it can also 'change' lifespan, luck and even qualifications, and change fate against the will of heaven." The black robe spoke immediately.

I have been a Gu practitioner for my entire life, but I have never fought such a rich battle.

There are many strange insects in the world, and each one is not simple.

Chen Luo already knew this.

It was precisely because of this that he wasted so much time dealing with the Wanxiang Patriarch. To deal with a behemoth like the Upper Nine Sects, the more prepared you are, the better.

"This guy is quite strong, don't damage his brain."

Chen Luo glanced at Huang Kun who was kneeling there and gasping for breath, then left a word and walked towards the inner hall of Wanxiang Xianmen.

Walk into the hall.

The main hall collapsed, and people were lying all over the ground. Most of them were ordinary disciples of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect. Under the scorpion's horn poison, these low-level disciples fell to the ground like leeks. The middle area was charred black, which was the mark left by the nine-headed lion's rampage.

Chen Luo stepped on the ruins, glanced at the mountains of spiritual materials in the innermost alchemy room, and said to the several puppets that followed in.

"Clean it up and don't waste it."

The last time he went to Yongye Valley, Chen Luo noticed the problem of resources. This time when he came to Wanxiang Xianmen to clean up, he would naturally not miss these things. The savings of a medium-sized sect should be enough for him to use for a long time.

Deep in the passage.

The Immortal Master Wanxiang walked to a corner and squeezed out a drop of blood from his index finger.

The wall suddenly lit up with a circle of light.

A small secret room appeared in front of him. This is where Wanxiang Xianmen stored high-level spiritual materials. Many of these top-level spiritual materials could not be put into the storage bag. Just like the spiritual grass in the middle of the cave, it must be connected to the ground to remain active. Once it leaves the ground for too long, the spirituality on it will immediately disappear. The same is true for the spiritual fire next to it. Once it hits the storage bag, it will immediately burn through the storage space. Even the top-quality storage ring cannot save it.

These spiritual materials are all treasures collected by the Wanxiang Immortal Venerable over the years. The puppetry technique of the Situ family that he had snatched from Lingxu Cave Heaven was placed in this place by him.

“I hope it doesn’t come to that.”

The Immortal Master Wanxiang sat cross-legged in the middle of the secret room, waiting for the result from Huang Kun.

Although there was danger, it was not enough to make Wanxiang Xianzun give up everything. If the enemy defeated Huang Kun with ease, he would definitely turn around and flee without saying a word. But now Huang Kun was not dead, which meant that the enemy was not as strong as he imagined, and it was most likely not the old monsters he had offended.

As long as it's not those people, he has a way to deal with it.

"Go out and check Huang Kun's condition."

Sensing the feedback from the Life Silkworm Gu, Wanxiang Zun suddenly spoke. A ghost-like shadow separated from behind him and slowly merged into the ground.

boom!!

Just after the shadow left for a few breaths, a terrifying aura suddenly came in. The hard stone wall shook violently as if it had been hit by an ancient monster. The restrictions in the cave lit up one after another, maintaining the original structure of the cave.

A large amount of debris fell during the collision.

Bang.

A pitch-black shadow flew in from the hole and hit the stone wall next to it. The exaggerated force shook the entire cave a few times, and a circular dent was created on the restriction behind it.

A figure walked in through the damaged opening.

A lot of heat was coming out of the person who came, and nine monster-like heads looked at the Venerable Wanxiang who was sitting in the middle of the room at the same time.

It was the nine-headed lion puppet.

After being "enlightened" by Chen Luo, this puppet was filled with a violent aura. Every time it took action, it would burn everything around it into ruins. Even the puppet body that carried it could not withstand this force and was damaged several times.

"I found you."

The nine heads opened their mouths at the same time, revealing strange smiles.

Venerable Wanxiang, who was sitting in the middle of the secret room, felt a sinking feeling in his heart, and he subconsciously looked back at the black substance that had flown in before.

This was the shadow that had separated from him not long ago, and it possessed two-thirds of his strength. Even if he took action himself, it would be impossible for him to get rid of the shadow so quickly. The nine-headed monster in front of him was obviously some kind of evil creature that had never appeared in the world of immortal cultivation.

It is very likely that he escaped from the restricted area.

'When did I mess with the forbidden creatures?'

Forbidden Zone Creatures is a general term used by the Immortal Cultivation World to refer to cultivators like Chen Luo who escaped from the Forbidden Zone. It represents a type of person. There are a total of seven forbidden zones in the Immortal Cultivation World. Not to mention the Emperor's Tomb Forbidden Zone, people have escaped from the remaining six forbidden zones, and the most famous force is the Eternal Night Valley.

The Lord of Eternal Night Valley is the evil spirit from the second forbidden zone. This is a secret known to many high-level warriors.

Only half of the shadow by the wall remained.

The body was charred black. The original shadow was not of this color. It was burned into this color by the evil creature in front of it.

"Why don't you run?"

The nine-headed lion was a little disappointed.

Before, he had killed all the elders of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect except Huang Kun. The scorching aura that the Wanxiang Immortal Lord sensed before was released by him.

"Who are you? It seems there is no undying hatred between us."

The Immortal Master Wanxiang stood up, with a surging aura around him.

The power of the Life Silkworm Gu 'Yi Ming' flowed back into his body like seawater. His originally peaceful aura began to rise rapidly with the return of power, but in the blink of an eye he was promoted to the He Dao realm, heading all the way to the middle stage of He Dao.

The nine-headed lion standing at the door was shocked by this force and took a few steps back. The smile on his face became more distorted.

Very strong.

Just be strong!

When he took the third step back, the nine-headed lion laughed fiercely, and the flames on his body suddenly exploded. His two legs stepped on the ground, and cracks appeared on the lower part of his calves. The whole person turned into a scorching fireball and crashed into the Wanxiang Immortal Venerable like a madman.

boom!!

The two forces exploded on the spot, and the fireball lasted for about three seconds before exploding with a loud 'boom'.

The body of the nine-headed lion was like yang thunder, burning to the extreme and turning into an explosive.

This desperate fighting style caught Wanxiang Xianzun off guard, and half of his body was burned black. His hair was like it was burned by fire, emitting a burnt smell. The robe on his body turned into a beggar's robe, tattered.

His internal organs and soul were also damaged, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"madman!"

The Wanxiang Immortal Lord exhaled a breath of black air, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

This is not something a normal person can do!

I hit you, and you hit me back. That's normal. But the madman in front of him was different. He just said a word and showed a little momentum. A normal person should enter the negotiation stage, but this madman blew himself up directly.

Sensing the dozen or so auras gathering outside, Venerable Wanxiang activated the teleportation array on the wall without saying a word.

A flash of light.

No movement.

"Are you wondering why it didn't spread?"

An old voice sounded beside him. Venerable Wanxiang was startled and turned around, only to find that an old man had been standing next to him.

The old man was wearing khaki clothes and holding a black brick in his hand.

This brick is the base of the teleportation array under his feet.

(End of this chapter)