Chapter 1424: The Metamorphosis of the Luotian Old Patriarch

Three days later.

Outside Longshe Shan, beyond the Formation, two figures silently descended; they perched on an unremarkable tree, like light butterflies and bees, the two gradually changed, standing in the middle of the treetop, their forms concealed.

"Is this place Longshe Shan?"

Diewumeng stared at the hazy white before her; the mist obscured everything, making it impossible to see inside, a Formation enveloped everything before her, the vast area, the huge valley, became a land of mist.

These mists are not the most troublesome; the most troublesome are the dangers hidden within the mist. Inside the Formation lie many unknown perils that may appear at any time, making them impossible to guard against.

Bee King replied, "Indeed, this place is Longshe Shan, surrounded by the Luotian White Snake Clan. Ordinary people finding a way close is unlikely; without some special means, one truly cannot avoid the Luotian White Snake Clan."

"The clan members of the Luotian White Snake Clan outside are easy to evade; this Formation before us, these mists, are the truly lethal ones."

"Diewumeng, do you have a way to bypass this Formation and the mist to enter Longshe Shan?"

Diewumeng looked for a moment, shook her head, "I'm sorry, Bee King, I have no means either; this Formation is too profound, more complex and profound than any I've encountered before, breaking it is unlikely."

"Really no way?" Bee King persisted. He knew Diewumeng's methods well; the Demon King most mysterious within Mangshan Demon Palace, ordinary Formations cannot block her, yet this Formation before her prevents her from advancing.

"Temporarily none; let me examine this Formation carefully, perhaps I can find a way in," Diewumeng said nothing, continuing to stare at the mist; the Formation hidden within the mist grew clearer to her eyes.

Diewumeng quickly became immersed; this Formation cannot be broken, they cannot enter, nor can they exit easily.

Understanding the Formation's core principle and then breaking it would naturally allow passage through it; Diewumeng's eyes brightened, flashing continuously, as if parsing the Formation before her.

Half a day later.

Diewumeng awoke, exhaled a breath of foul air, and said, "This Formation truly is... complex, more complex than any Formation I've seen before."

"Give me a few more years, and it still may not be possible to break this Formation."

"Bee King, the Qinglong Daoren inside is no ordinary one."

Bee King nodded, "I naturally know that. Diewumeng, what I want to know is whether you can actually get inside."

Diewumeng nodded, "Bee King, this Formation does not block our entry; we can go in at any time. However, whether we can exit safely is hard to say; we may be trapped by the Formation and die inside."

"This Formation is exceedingly subtle; even if I enter, I cannot break it."

"Bee King, do you still intend to go in?"

The Formation poses no problem; we can enter at any time, but exiting is unlikely.

Diewumeng lacked certainty; she did not wish to go in, cannot gamble with her life, and the conditions inside, whether dangerous, were unknown for now.

She, not wanting to enter, naturally did not want to encounter danger.

She would not do anything without certainty.

"You aren't certain either?" Bee King turned his head, asking, trying to gauge Diewumeng's thoughts.

Diewumeng shook her head, "No, not even a tenth of certainty."

"Let me tell you, Bee King, even the Formation masters from Cangzhou would likely be trapped inside, unable to exit. Once you and I fall into the Formation, getting out won't be easy."

"Even so, do you still wish to go in?"

When the time comes, perhaps no one will be seen, the elixir won't be obtained, and they will fall first.

No one knows the temperament of the person inside, or whether he will forgive their recklessness.

Having never encountered him, Diewumeng does not dare to gamble.

"Hoo hoo, it seems this opportunity will slip away from us," Bee King sighed, also knowing this chance was rare.

If they could obtain the opportunity, the two would advance further.

Letting him give up outright, he is unwilling and does not want to quit.

But if he doesn't give up, then…

"Let's go; inside is not a place we can enter," Diewumeng shook her head, transformed into a butterfly, and left.

Bee King hesitated a moment, staring at the Formation behind him; the elixir of Longshe Shan could only be watched from afar, not touched.

"Alas."

He sighed and turned away.

Inside Longshe Shan.

Qinglong Daoren smiled, laughing at Chen Chuyang, "Outside is truly lively; one or two try to find us, yet they dare not enter. A mere Formation is enough to frighten them. That's fine; we can cultivate peacefully without worry of their disturbance."

"These two Demon Kings are no ordinary ones; they likely have their eyes on our elixir as well."

"Body, if you act, handling those two should be no problem, right?"

Chen Chuyang smiled and nodded, "Within reach."

"Indeed, Body is formidable," Qinglong Daoren flattered.

Chen Chuyang pressed his hand, "Alright, you know I'm powerful; those two aren't simple. If you encounter them, be careful, don't capsize in a ditch."

"I understand," Qinglong Daoren smiled, saying, "I don't wish to go out, nor meet them. At least until my strength can contend with the Heavenly Capital Dragon King and the like, I won't leave."

Outside, it's too dangerous.

Even staying in Longshe Shan, many would still keep watch; now Qinglong Daoren is even more settled, going nowhere, staying here to cultivate peacefully.

With Body by his side, he can be far more at ease and cultivate peacefully.

"When do you plan to return, Body?" Qinglong Daoren asked.

"After a while," Chen Chuyang waved his hand, not in a hurry to leave.

Two beauties await him here; naturally he will enjoy them fully before slowly returning.

One month later.

Inside the Luotian White Snake Clan's cavern.

Luotian Old Patriarch's body suddenly swelled, expanding dozens of times in an instant, transforming from human form into a Luotian white snake—a massive serpent, like a mountain peak, its winding body raised its head, inhaling and exhaling serpentine breath toward the sky.

Its white scales began to shed, layer after layer flashing; after all the scales fell off, new ones grew over its body, these white scales harder and brighter.

The flashing white scales made her body become transparent, white to the point of translucence.

The entire body radiated terrifying pressure, demonic aura blazing, and her eyes suddenly opened, staring straight at the sky.

The sky above the cave heaven underwent a change, as if it had been pierced.