Chapter 387 A Thousand-Mile Tracking: The Tremendous Changes at the Strange Peaks and Passes
Wang Yu knew about this thing.
The deceased ancestor of the Feng clan possessed a natal magic weapon—the Qilin Beast Head Bell—which cost him a great price: the life-protecting power granted by his own essence.
When he was reading the classics, he was deeply impressed by the word "Qilin".
The fact that the Blood Slaughter Heart-Slaying Sword could trigger this trump card already shows that the last step is crucial; only the final step is needed to kill the Green-Clad Ancestor on the spot.
The illusory image of the green bell blocked the blood-red sword light, but it also left a terrifying rift running across the city from north to south, within which a terrifying killing intent lingered.
If one's mind becomes absorbed in it, the killing intent may overwhelm the brain.
The disheveled old ancestor in green robes had just raised his head.
The Earthly Grudge Puppet's Yellow Spring Great Handprint has arrived. This time, it emerges from the ground, like the hand of an earth god suddenly opening up, grabbing the man in green and trying to crush him into mincemeat.
"Ughhhh!"
A series of frenzied attacks drove Qingyi completely insane.
They really didn't give him any chance to catch his breath, especially after he stopped using his supernatural powers to gather strength, the backlash almost damaged his internal organs.
The internal injuries were too severe...
Now that he was being held by the Yellow Springs Handprint again, and worried that the magic weapon would be damaged, he would be the one to suffer a fatal injury. Qingyi thought to himself.
His natal magic weapon, the Azure Ruler, suddenly shot out.
A foot struck his forehead, leaving a blue talisman mark. The foot transformed into a blue dragon, blowing away the Yellow Springs Great Handprint like a hurricane.
The hurricane expanded further, attempting to destroy the ice mirror illusion set up by Wang Yu.
This crazy behavior left Wang Yu somewhat confused about his intentions. Was it a feint or a real outburst, with countless wind blades scattering everywhere?
Wang Yu's true form suddenly burst forth from underground.
The black ice transformed into a square cage, enveloping both of them and further reducing the combat area. It could also replace the function of the ice mirror.
He still prevented onlookers in the distance from seeing the methods he used.
They have done this repeatedly.
The old ancestor in green robes also realized that the other party was very reluctant to reveal their identity and had only made simple obscuring of their vision, which meant that the other party's methods were representative and even quite famous!
"Ice Demon Child..."
His thoughts raced as he looked at the solid ice before him and the fact that the other party had only recently broken through to the Nascent Soul stage. A flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, and a blurry figure materialized in his mind.
Unfortunately, I haven't truly figured it out yet.
A high-pitched dragon roar resounded behind him, and the Yinming Demon Dragon, whose body length officially exceeded one thousand meters and then surged to three thousand meters in length, took shape from his blood and qi.
Every scale and claw, every dragon eye and horn, is incredibly realistic!
The divine power of silver blood covered his body, forming silver patterns. Under the influence of the power field, it seemed to transform into a bullet and suddenly attacked the old ancestor in green robes.
Most importantly, since obtaining the Silver Blood Divine Power, a fourth-tier divine power belonging to body refiners, the feeling of being restricted and constrained has completely disappeared.
His fierce divine power erupted, and the Silver Blood Divine Effect ensured that every part of the power field was filled with his full-force power, coupled with the perfected Demon Dragon Fist.
This move is equally deadly!
The air was frantically compressed, forcibly condensed into a white cloud of gas, which exploded like a torrent before it even touched the blue-clothed man. The Yinming Demon Dragon crashed headfirst into the old man's lower back.
He was like a pancake being kneaded.
The azure dragon, formed from the Azure Ruler, coiled around its body. It was tiny compared to the Netherworld Demon Dragon, but its power was not weak.
It actively stretched out its head, supporting the blue gale layer for defense.
Unfortunately, the power of the fourth-order body refinement combined with the supernatural power was too fierce. Perhaps due to the material, the Azure Ruler itself was fine, but the Azure-Clad Ancestor was in a terrible state.
The immense force pierced through his body, almost completely severing his limbs below the waist. His lower body was smashed into a small pancake, thinner than a piece of paper.
"--No!"
The old scoundrel roared and suddenly awoke.
Given the Yinming Demon Dragon's two prominent characteristics—its ability to manipulate ice—and the previous issue of the formation's failure, if he still couldn't guess it, he would be a complete idiot.
"Wang Yu, it's you! You traitor!!"
"joke.
“You old fool, you dared to set a trap for me, the entire Feng family deserves to die.”
His eyes hardened.
The glass tower, which had been floating within the black ice wall, was moved by Wang Yu to the top of the Green-Clad Ancestor's head at some unknown time, and instantly grew larger and pressed down.
The tower-shaped magical artifact possesses a natural sealing power that produces remarkable effects.
Wang Yu activated the Moon Gazing state of Taiyin You Tong to its extreme, quickly locking onto the green-robed Nascent Soul. In the enlarged space inside the tower, the Twelve Phases of Guanghan were executed very quickly.
The twelve wonders appeared one after another.
Osmanthus tree, moon rabbit, ice axe, jade plate, fairy shadow, palace, cold bridge, frost sword, aurora, feather robe, ruyi, holy bow.
The power layered upon layer, the aurora on the inner wall created a mesmerizing dream through culture, and a straight beam of light fell from the moon bead at the top of the tower, which was the Ice Soul Divine Light.
It fell directly onto the old ancestor in green robes.
The three supernatural powers arrived together, a truly deadly attack!
From the moment he began with the Soul-Destroying Death Ray, Wang Yu had been proceeding cautiously, all for this trump card—the method he considered, after a short period of deliberation, that was most likely to kill Qingyi.
Frequent spellcasting was excessively depleting his meager magic power of about 100 drops... less than 200 drops. If this move didn't work, it would prove that his methods were incomplete.
We need to truly block the means of spatial teleportation.
Ice crystals filled the tower, leaving only the upper half of the body in blue robes, as if truly dead, utterly powerless to resist, after the Twelve Phases of Wonder took effect.
This half-human-shaped ice crystal resembles a sand dune blown by the wind.
Layers of fine, granular dust, like an inverted hourglass, began to flow away continuously, at an increasingly faster pace.
But Wang Yu's expression was very unpleasant.
He reached out and grabbed a handful of Rejuvenation Pills, crunching and swallowing them all. The crescent moon mark in his pupils almost shrank to the size of a needlepoint, and his vision shifted, the green-clad corpse losing its color in his eyes.
He removed everything, as if skinning and dismembering it.
At the Qi Sea location, a nascent soul with closed eyes and bowed head came into view, but it was grayish-white and not a proper Wind Demon Nascent Soul.
"The cicada sheds its shell..."
After quickly scanning every corner of the Glazed Pagoda and confirming that the other party was not using any underhanded tactics, Wang Yu's divine sense transformed into tentacles and directly searched the entire city.
In the end, it all turned into a long sigh.
It was estimated that after the cicada shed its shell, the other party immediately activated the extraordinary power of a Nascent Soul cultivator—the Teleportation Technique!
The effectiveness of spatial escape techniques is self-evident; it is one of the most common means of self-preservation. Qingyi's willingness to make a bold decision, abandoning his physical body and escaping with only his nascent soul, is commendable.
This means that for a long time, he can only rely on his divine sense and the demonic energy remaining in his nascent soul to exert his strength, as well as the energy cycle formed by the nascent soul and the sea of qi.
Once severed, it cannot be relocated unless a new Qi Sea is found to reside there.
Otherwise, the demonic energy left in the nascent soul cannot be restored once it is consumed. After all, the nascent soul is still in its infancy and does not even have meridians, so how can it restore its demonic energy?
Unless one breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage and is nourished by the Dharma, one can transform into a Primordial Spirit.
When the nascent soul grows into a human, it will be no different from the original body. If the physical body is damaged at that time, in addition to possessing another body, one can also find a way to reshape a new one.
Without the many restrictions of possession, it can be considered a legitimate method for restoring one's physical body.
"The teleportation technique of the early Nascent Soul stage can only cover a maximum distance of three thousand miles, and the teleportation is random."
Thinking about it in my mind.
Wang Yu suddenly remembered that there was a direct descendant of Qingyi in the city lord's mansion... Meiling City Lord Fenghua!
Tracing bloodlines and identifying blood relatives.
This can be described as a specialty of demonic cultivators. These secret techniques can be simple or profound and complex. Although Wang Yu rarely studies them, he has some readily available.
Moreover, it is a feng shui secret technique recorded in the Earth Mother Classic.
At this moment, the world was completely silent.
The central urban area of Meiling City was completely destroyed. A large number of cultivators in the four districts of east, west, south, and north stayed far away from the center of the battlefield, only daring to look from afar, without any intention of getting close.
Wang Yu's mind raced.
The icy realm reappeared, and its coverage continued to expand outwards.
The formation of Meiling City was still active, but it lacked a master. After searching with divine sense, Huangquan Di Yuan Kui returned shortly afterward, carrying the unconscious Feng Hua.
A black vortex unfolded behind him, and thousands of palm-sized black paper boats surged into Feng Hua's head, causing him to scream in agony as his eyes rolled back violently.
The Soul-Snatching Evil Boat Curse brought back boatloads of memories for Wang Yu to peruse.
A moment later.
Wang Yu, carrying the dead dog-like city lord of Meiling, barged straight into the treasury. Since the city needed to be managed, the city lord's treasury still contained some good items.
However, most of them were third-tier spiritual items, costing millions of low-grade spirit stones and over ten thousand high-grade spirit stones. He didn't have any of the top-grade spirit stones or fourth-tier spiritual items that he wanted most.
Wang Yu was prepared for this. He could obtain half of the Nascent Soul corpse and feed it to the Thunder Corpse to cultivate it to the peak of the third rank, which would take at most seven or eight years. It was a shortcut.
The overall returns are still quite considerable.
in this way.
Only then did he leisurely embark on his pursuit.
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Several days later.
Wang Yu held a feng shui compass, on which a clump of blood floated, turning into a pointer to indicate the direction for him. Feng Hua's soul had been destroyed by him, leaving only a physical body with some remaining vitality.
They've been reduced to mere blood-supply machines, a truly pitiful state.
This is their own doing. Wang Yu originally planned to rely on the Yougu Feng Clan for a while, but their trap is utterly despicable!
So we decided to roll up our sleeves and get to work.
After several days of tracking, Wang Yu discovered that the direction in which the Green-Clad Ancestor had moved was actually to the west. After moving three thousand miles, he was already very close to the border between Yeqiong Prefecture and the Northern Broken Mountain Range.
He remembered that north of Black Mountain Pass, after crossing the withered leaf swamp and the dry sea white sand, after passing through a mountain range, was the famous pass of Qiongzhou – [Qifeng Pass]!
This place is famous for its many strange peaks, especially the vast expanse of peaks formed from iron stone. It is rich in gold and precious materials. This iron stone forest has a magnetic field that can erase the perception and manifestation of divine consciousness.
Therefore, this place is also one of the most brutal meat grinders in the war between good and evil, where countless heroic souls from both sides have been buried...
We tracked them all the way here.
Wang Yu was slightly puzzled as to why Qingyi did not flee to the secluded valley, but instead went far away from Yeqiongzhou and entered Qifeng Pass.
Looking into the distance, one can see the majestic pass stretching across the Iron Stone Forest.
He was thinking about how to sneak in.
Considering the attitude of the cultivators stationed at Taihu Lake near Heishan Pass, Qifeng Pass, although belonging to Chiyuan, should have similar unspoken rules.
Touching the Sea Heart Ring, Wang Yu realized he didn't have any small storage bags or similar items on him, so he used a string of storage rings to put some spirit stones into it.
Just as we were about to set off.
Just then, a deafening thunderclap resounded, and the sky transformed into a crimson sea of lightning. This was the Thunderfire Sect's renowned thunderous divine power—the Crimson Sun Heavenly Thunder!
The most famous user of this supernatural power was Yang Lei Zhenjun.
"They've come knocking on our door?"
Wang Yu was surprised. Although Taihu and Chiyuan had been clamoring to fight for several years, the preparation stage of war was the most troublesome, involving formulating strategies, mobilizing logistics, rushing to the reserve battlefield, and so on.
It will take at least eight or nine years to prepare.
The upheaval at Qifeng Pass was most likely a surprise attack orchestrated by True Lord Yang Lei without his consent.
The purpose is self-evident.
While pondering.
Wang Yu instantly sank into the ground, creating a dark space. He loosened the human seed bag behind his waist and released all the people he had kidnapped from the Meiling City prison.
There were only seven or eight people, the most important of whom was the son of Yang Lei Zhenjun.
If you just hand it over like that, it's easy to get confused about the situation.
He was given a heads-up beforehand, and he also wore the Earth Demon Mask, which is the symbol of the Demon Clan. Yang Lei Zhenjun is also the patriarch of Lei Huo Guan.
If this person's identity is genuine, they will surely know something about it.
After all, nine out of ten mortals abducted by the Mara clan would end up in the territory of the Thunderfire Temple.
"Cough cough—"
He cleared his throat, and several beams of light flew out from the humanoid bag.
Wang Yu's gentle, youthful voice rang out first.
"Are you all well?"
The seven or eight people immediately huddled together, trembling. The "young master," whose lips and teeth were dripping with blood, looked at Wang Yu's mask and visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
He tried to speak.
"S-senpai...you're a member of the Moro Clan?"
"I suppose so. I'll take you back. How should I address you?"
"Li Mingsheng".
Having proven his own failure and been brutally beaten down by reality, Li Mingsheng's spirits were almost completely broken, but he also gained a lot of experience and was no longer a delicate flower in a greenhouse.
You can't learn by being taught, but you can learn by doing!
The second generation of immortals are just being cheeky, that's how it is.
He had seen Wang Yu's face in Meiling City, and even with the mask on, he was still not entirely trusting of him. So he remained timid and hesitant, seeing that Wang Yu did not intend to speak.
He couldn't help himself again.
"Senior, when shall we go to find... Sister Lei?"
Upon hearing this...
Wang Yu raised an eyebrow, only then realizing that the noble lady from Taihu Lake he had met years ago was actually surnamed Lei, truly a person of impeccable lineage.
After thinking for a moment, he said.
"We are currently still in Chiyuan. Please bear with us and stay in the magic treasure for a while longer. These spirit stones will help you restore your magic power."
They scattered spirit stones in large quantities, which Li Mingsheng and the others immediately took away.
The Qi Sea was empty, making it difficult for cultivators to feel safe. Seeing Wang Yu's friendly attitude, the other playboys who had accompanied Li Mingsheng on his adventure quickly expressed their gratitude.
"Yes, yes, thank you, senior."
"I am deeply grateful for your help, senior. I will repay you handsomely when I return."
"Senior, please take out your magic weapon quickly. It will be safer inside."
"No problem."
Wang Yu opened the seed bag, revealing a simple, honest smile like that of an old farmer. Everyone entered one by one, feeling much more relaxed.
The brief communication ended.
Wang Yu returned to the ground and gazed at the battle at Qifeng Pass for a while. Seeing that the fighting was fierce, he made no move to approach.
The woman in green is likely inside the pass.
How to eliminate it and prevent future troubles depends on the subsequent actions; speed is crucial.
Otherwise, if the other party regains his physical body and leaves again, he will have to come back to chase after him. As for the Ice Demon Child's identity being equated with Wang Yu, it doesn't matter.
He doesn't want the boy's boat anymore!
I'll post one chapter first, then have dinner and continue writing.
(End of this chapter)
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