Chapter 449: Meeting the Female Drought Demon

It's hard to talk about this seal.

If it were in the normal world, the Yellow Emperor couldn't save the Female Drought Demon.

But in Jiuzhou's current situation, it's hard to say what state the Female Drought Demon is in, after all, everyone is a member transcending the original world.

White Marsh also didn't speak, just revealing a very mysterious smile that made people feel a bit creepy.

I learned the Female Drought Demon's exact whereabouts from White Marsh.

Carrying an uneasy heart, Mu Yi flew straight there.

Jiuzhou is vast; its scenery is far more magnificent than Mu Yi's world, all kinds of rare treasures and strange beasts abound, yet it lacks the ferocity of the ancient vicious beasts.

Perhaps because Mu Yi exudes the aura of Heavenly Court immortals, the journey was relatively smooth, encountering hardly any obstruction.

Upon arriving at the place, Mu Yi understood why White Marsh had shown such a strange expression.

The Female Drought Demon's location is a valley; it's unknown what formation surrounds it, yet it is not isolated.

Mu Yi stepped into the valley cautiously.

However, after just stepping in, a scorching heat wave hit him, almost swallowing him.

This heat is even more scorching than the flames of the fire flame demon he previously killed.

"How terrifying this power!"

Mu Yi thus realized why there is no protection here; this intense heat itself is like a semblance, making him suspect that the valley hides a sun.

Even his Inner Qi cannot completely block this scorching heat.

Only when Mu Yi deployed the barrier did he feel a sense of relief.

"I don't even know exactly where..."

Although he didn't know the exact location, based on common knowledge of heat transmission, Mu Yi guessed the Female Drought Demon should be at the heat source's center.

Meanwhile, deep in the valley,

a Daoist's heart suddenly stirred, waking from his secluded cultivation.

He felt inexplicably irritable; Mu Yi triggered the restriction he had left behind.

The Daoist pinched his fingers to calculate, his face turning grave: "Where did this junior come from, daring to cause trouble for the Drought Demon!"

"When the Drought Demon appears, a thousand miles become scorched earth—how could there be such a reckless fool!"

However, the Daoist's face grew increasingly solemn; he actually couldn't calculate anything.

The only thing he could figure out was that he himself would meet disaster.

"How could this be? Could it be that some wicked disciple has again stirred up trouble?"

"No, that's wrong—this calamity arises because of me!?"

"I guard the Drought Demon here; how could I suffer such calamity for no reason!"

The Daoist grew more confused the more he calculated; he simply stood up, donned a fiery red robe, and walked toward the valley's outskirts.

"I'd like to see who dares to come here and undertake such a perilous act."

Huh?

Mu Yi keenly sensed a faint, elusive malice in the air.

Strange……

He hasn't done anything yet; where does this newly arisen malice come from?

Could it be the Female Drought Demon's displeasure at his entering the valley?

Mu Yi became even more cautious; facing such a powerful divine ability user, one can never be too careful.

If it weren't for needing to deal with the Female Drought Demon to obtain the Tiger Soul Blade, he would never dare come here.

Just as Mu Yi was estimating whether his stamina could last until he met the Female Drought Demon,

a fiery red figure appeared here with a solemn expression.

The Daoist saw Mu Yi, breathed a sigh of relief, landed before him, and swept his Daoist robe.

"This place is a forbidden zone; who are you, daring to enter here? Don't you want to live?"

"If you provoke the Drought Demon, that would be a calamity of heavenly proportions."

Mu Yi frowned; this person seemed to have come from somewhere else, his tone not like that of a Heavenly Court immortal but rather like a Kunlun Loose Immortal.

"Since this is a forbidden zone, who are you and why are you here?" Mu Yi asked.

"I am Chiyanzi, the Loose Immortal of the Yi Ling Cave of Qianxin Mountain! I voluntarily guard the Drought Demon here to protect all beings under heaven."

"A Daoist with a messed-up mind!" this thought flashed through Mu Yi's mind.

First, setting aside this forbidden zone, it should be guarded by personnel sent from the Heavenly Court.

Moreover, this Daoist's cultivation is not much different from his; he might even be inferior, yet he dares to claim he guards the Drought Demon, an ancient great divine ability.

However, since this fellow claims to be the guardian, he ought to know where the Female Drought Demon is, right?

"I am the Underworld Heavenly Lord; I came here at White Marsh's behest to meet the Female Drought Demon Princess—please, Daoist, lead the way!"

Chiyanzi heard this and snorted in disbelief, not believing a word Mu Yi said.

"Underworld Heavenly Lord? White Marsh's entrustment? You brat, spouting nonsense—get lost at once, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

"I'd like to see just how impolite you can be!"

Mu Yi's face instantly turned cold; he directly drew the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow, sensing hostility from Chiyanzi, and against an enemy he could show no pleasant expression.

After sensing the bloody, fierce aura on the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow blade, Chiyanzi's face also changed dramatically.

"No wonder I have omens of disaster—the calamity is actually here!"

Seeing Mu Yi draw his weapon, Chiyanzi brandished a three-foot Azure Cloud Sword, its sharp edge flashing with a fierce hue as it lunged at Mu Yi.

"Capture this villain for me; let's see what excuses you have left."

Mu Yi exploded outward, turning into a gust of vicious wind that howled forth!

"How bold! You thief, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!" Chiyanzi let out a fierce shout, and his figure suddenly became blurry.

All that could be seen was the surrounding winds and clouds surging, the crimson sea of clouds rampaging outward in all directions.

In a daze, Chiyanzi's physique seemed to expand by dozens of times.

Between his brows radiated a frenzied, vicious aura; he acted entirely on his own, with not a trace of tranquil non-action.

"Boom—"

The tremendous shaking and dull roar became the sole theme between heaven and earth at this moment!

It even seemed to faintly transcend the material boundary, taking on an even more frenzied form as it rampaged across the entire valley!

And this seemed only the beginning!

In a time gap imperceptible to ordinary things, Mu Yi and Chiyanzi collided fiercely.

A direct clash of the peak sword and blade techniques.

At this moment, they were evenly matched.

"What fierce power!" Mu Yi secretly marveled; this person's attack was as scorching and violent as the sun, filled with an aura that would destroy everything.

"What formidable power!" Chiyanzi likewise felt shocked; the earlier clash let him fully sense Mu Yi's might.

Without further ado, Chiyanzi transformed into a rainbow of light.

"A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix!"

One firebird after another circled the rainbow disc, then all surged toward Mu Yi.

"Hungry Ghost Path!"

The Reincarnation Barrier unfolded; each firebird, like a clay ox sinking into the sea, was completely absorbed and digested by the barrier.

Then the rainbow light pierced the barrier, having its outer rainbow sheath stripped by the Hungry Ghost Path, yet its fierce light fully revealed.

Molten fire transformed into a sun, shining uniformly in all directions, its light brilliant and undifferentiated in strength or thickness; the sword light glittered, as if all power had condensed onto the sword tip.

"Chirp~"

As if a phoenix were crying out, faintly a phoenix unfurled its wings before Mu Yi's eyes.

Mu Yi raised his blade to block, and then the two collided in midair.

"Boom!"

The valley trembled and shook; a blinding burst of white light rapidly expanded, covering everything.

The light faded; Mu Yi frowned, staring fixedly at Chiyanzi before him.

He saw that Chiyanzi's eyes were vacant, having actually sunk into the Reincarnation Illusion.

Mu Yi regulated his breath to calm the inner qi that had been ignited within him, not quite understanding what had happened.

If the power of reincarnation is cultivated to the extreme, it can indeed let a person directly fall into reincarnation.

But at his current level, at most it could cause the true spirit to fall into the illusion preceding reincarnation; this thing could at best be considered an adjunct of the true meaning of reincarnation, merely disturbing the enemy's attention a little.

Yet unexpectedly, this time it produced a remarkable effect, directly sending Chiyanzi into the illusion.

Although his mind seemed a bit off, Chiyanzi indeed had a couple of tricks up his sleeve.

"Seal!"

Mu Yi reached out and touched Chiyanzi's brow, sealing his power, and only then let out a sigh of relief.

He then casually withdrew the reincarnation true meaning from Chiyanzi's body, and Chiyanzi was placed, having awakened from the illusion.

"You wretch, what sorcery did you use?!"

Seeing Mu Yi within arm's reach, Chiyanzi reflexively wanted to strike, but discovered his mana had been sealed, rendering him unable to move.

Hearing Chiyanzi's tirade, Mu Yi also felt a surge of anger.

But the next moment, Mu Yi hastily composed himself and looked toward the valley's depths.

The valley was filled with scorching heat everywhere, which seemed not only physical but also mental, capable of making one feel irritated from the heart.

This Chiyanzi before him was inherently of fire, cultivating an unusually violent explosive technique; his temper was likely inherently impatient.

Moreover, having stayed too long in the valley, his mind was affected, making his will so weak.

Seeing Chiyanzi chatter on endlessly, Mu Yi took out a Clear Heart Talisman from his pack, a gift from Mingyue, though he didn't know if it would be useful.

The Clear Heart Talisman was like a bucket of cold water, dousing Chiyanzi thoroughly and letting him regain a bit of sanity from his frenzy.

But the next moment, the Clear Heart Talisman affixed to Chiyanzi's body spontaneously combusted without wind.

"You wretch, you dare humiliate me like this—I'll fight you to the death!"

Chiyanzi stared blankly for a moment, then continued his tirade, gripping his sword to fight Mu Yi to the death.

Mu Yi kicked him over; without mana to back him, Chiyanzi is now only slightly stronger than an ordinary person and could never be his match.

He felt a bit of a headache; Mingyue's ability is too weak—the talismans she refined have some effect, but they cannot at all dispel the frenzied fire within Chiyanzi.

They might even be burned away in return; the power gap is simply too great.

After a moment's thought, Mu Yi delivered a palm strike infused with reincarnation true meaning, once again plunging Chiyanzi into the Reincarnation Illusion and sealing him within the barrier.

Thereafter, he employed all the items on his person that could boost mental defense, and felt his way toward the valley's depths.

The closer he got to the valley's depths, the stronger the scorching sensation became; the various implements Mu Yi used began to burn up at a visible rate.

Even the Reincarnation Barrier felt as if it were being eroded by high temperature.

Gritting his teeth, he pressed forward another stretch, but Mu Yi ultimately could go no further; he had a premonition that pressing on would likely roast him alive.

He had no choice but to plant his feet and shout ahead.

"I am Mu Yi, having received guidance from the Yellow Emperor, and have come to pay respects to Princess Female Drought; I pray the princess will show herself!"

After shouting three times, there was no response ahead; Mu Yi rubbed his brow, striving to suppress his inner agitation, and intended to turn and leave.

This place is simply not somewhere he can presently set foot.

Taibai Jinxing and White Marsh are so benevolent that he has never yet confronted a being of such great supernatural power.

The Demon Buddha Boshun I saw earlier, with a massive army formation and Amitabha Buddha's protection, gave me no real impression.

After struggling in this valley, I finally understand what divine might like a prison is; even the lingering power of the Nüba's divine art overwhelms me, let alone facing these great divine practitioners.

Just as Mu Yi was about to turn and leave, a figure silently appeared before him.

"You say you were instructed by the Yellow Emperor?"

Mu Yi looked up in shock; had the other not spoken, he would not have noticed their presence at all.

Clad in a dark robe threaded with gold, face masked, aura towering, radiating endless light and heat, his gaze seemed as if staring directly at the Great Sun.

"What does he want you to do?" the Nüba asked coolly.

"Take the Tiger Soul Blade!" Mu Yi said plainly.

"Hmm… is he also getting senile? Giving you the Tiger Soul Blade? With your meager cultivation, you probably can't even survive a day!" the Nüba's voice was full of mockery.

Hearing this, Mu Yi raised his hand and released a small patch of dense fog.

"Fog?" the Nüba exclaimed, surprised at the sight, and even through the mask, Mu Yi could feel her appraising him from head to toe.

"The Yan‑Huang bloodline, the Chi You inheritance, and even a divine seat in the Heavenly Court…"

"Hmph, that's quite a clever calculation!"

After a cold snort, the Nüba said to Mu Yi.

"The Tiger Soul Blade is here, but only White Marsh can unlock it; go find it."

"White Marsh is currently in the Underworld; I just paid a visit before coming!" Mu Yi hurriedly replied.

"Underworld? White Marsh is dead? How could he possibly die?" the Nüba clearly doubted.

Mu Yi produced White Marsh's horn, proving his words were true.

"Nüba, long time no see, could you accompany this kid to the Underworld?" White Marsh's voice echoed from the horn.

"No!" the Nüba refused bluntly.

"How many years have you lingered there? At least come out and move around!" White Marsh urged helplessly.

After the great defeat of Chi You that year, he had been holed up in the valley; White Marsh couldn't imagine staying in one place for so many years, fearing he might have gone mad.

"So much nonsense!" the Nüba sealed the horn on the spot, cutting off White Marsh's voice.

Mu Yi twitched his mouth; so the Nüba was a recluse, staying put for centuries, and he was lucky to meet her today.

"If you want the Tiger Soul Blade, let…"

She tossed the White Marsh horn to Mu Yi, waved her hand, and with a sudden upheaval of heaven and earth flung Mu Yi out of the valley, leaving only a single sentence ringing in his ears.

"So we have to make other plans?"

Mu Yi sighed, realizing that trying to persuade these great divine beings with words was probably a fool's dream.

Aside from picking up a mentally flawed Red Flame Child, it was basically a wasted trip.

"Fine, saving a life outweighs building a seventh‑tier pagoda; let's send him to the Heavenly Court for treatment!" Mu Yi sighed.

Then he flew toward the Heavenly Court with the Red Flame Child; after all, he was a true immortal and might become one of the fire gods, which counted as a good karmic bond.