Chapter 466: Azure Dragon!

"Evil Cultivator?"

Hearing this voice, Su Ping's Avatar was slightly surprised.

He had been puzzled as to how any Evil Cultivator could sneak past the Immortal Boat of the Duobao Chamber of Commerce that he had deployed in the Xuanling World.

After seeing the person clearly, he discovered that the other party did not possess any aura of Evil Art.

It was an old man in hempen clothes holding a cane, flying over at high speed while stepping on a two-headed Black Water Turtle the size of a bus.

His cultivation was at the Spirit Transformation Initial Stage, yet his cane emitted a faint Protective Spiritual Light that radiated a sense of immense pressure.

This made him quite confident in his ability to hunt other Cultivators in this Shikong Haiyu.

The elder sibling among the Xiahou siblings coughed up blood and warned:

"Daoist, be careful! This person is a member of the Evil Heart Society, which specializes in colluding with Evil Cultivators to hunt down fellow Cultivators like us who have decent talent, only to sell us to the Evil Cultivators!"

"Evil Heart Society?"

Su Ping's Avatar recalled the memories in his mind regarding such small organizations.

He struggled to recall, only then managing to find a clue from a corner of his sea of consciousness.

Ever since he had gained control over the Xuanling World.

With the help of Demon Emperor Taiyi's avatar to set up the Taiyi True Fire Array, under the influence of the array, all Evil Spirits had nowhere to hide.

Whether it was Decay or Chaos, or other miscellaneous Evil Cultivators.

As long as they dared to approach the Xuanling World, they could be dragged out.

Over time, the Xuanling World had instead become a recognized safe zone for all factions.

It had also become a transit station that thousands of routes for many chambers of commerce were bound to visit.

After all, being able to pass the test of the Xuanling World at least indicated that one's side had no members who were corrupted, nor had they been infiltrated by Evil Cultivators.

However, while this set of methods could prevent Evil Spirits and Evil Cultivators from directly sneaking in, it could not stop Cultivators whose hearts were already evil.

There was always a group of Cultivators who, seduced or forced by various reasons, became partners of the Evil Cultivators.

They did not practice Evil Art, and on the surface, they appeared to be upright Cultivators.

Even if they captured target individuals, they would hand them over to the corresponding Evil Cultivators in exchange for cultivation resources or divine weapons to enhance themselves.

Being able to pass the detection of the Xuanling World array and sneak in with the chamber of commerce team had thus become normal.

"Hehehe!"

The old man in hempen clothes looked at Su Ping's Avatar, and the more he looked, the more delighted he became.

A major reason he had embarked on this crooked path was that his own lifespan was running out.

Accumulating resources through normal channels offered no hope of breaking through to extend his life.

Yet he did not want to die; he had not lived enough.

So, on a certain night, after receiving an invitation message from a friend who had defected to the Evil Cultivators.

With almost no internal struggle, he chose to defect to the Evil Cultivators.

Or rather, with the help of the Evil Cultivators, he did business with them to exchange for massive resources.

He also left a backup plan for himself: in case his breakthrough failed, he could still choose to completely defect to the Evil Cultivators and rely on Evil Art to extend his life.

Although doing so would likely leave him neither human nor ghost, and possibly even under the control of a Demon God, unable to act of his own will.

But since he was about to die anyway, he could not care about such things.

"This old man is going to capture you alive; those big shots will surely compete and offer high prices to snatch you up!"

This old man in hempen clothes appeared arrogantly to be talking to himself.

In fact, as he swung his cane in small motions.

A curse spell had already been cast, forming invisible and traceless chains that appeared in the airspace around Su Ping's Avatar.

If this had been an ordinary Nascent Soul or Spirit Transformation Cultivator.

Even with the blessing of a Spirit Body talent.

They would likely have suffered from being ambushed by this insidious method.

"Hahaha, go to sleep!"

The old man in hempen clothes raised his cane, feeling that the moment he was about to activate it after finishing the setup!

Bang!

He suddenly found his vision blur.

It was actually the afterimage of that young Cultivator appearing before his eyes, and then a fist had already shattered his Protective Spiritual Light and smashed directly into his face.

Under a loud noise that shook the surrounding airspace.

The Xiahou siblings watched with wide mouths as the formidable enemy who was difficult for them to defeat was actually punched away by this Daoist, disappearing directly into a mass of Time-Space Turbulence!

The Black Water Turtle under his feet still wanted to resist.

After being stomped on by the young Cultivator, its entire body shook, and it immediately retracted, not daring to move a single bit more.

After Su Ping's Avatar used physical methods to tame the Spirit Beast under his feet, his gaze turned toward that patch of Time-Space Turbulence.

"Scared already?"

"That won't do; I am still quite curious about that so-called society."

Su Ping's Avatar whispered softly and extended his left hand to make a grasping motion in the void.

A giant translucent arm reached over, and in the blink of an eye, it grabbed the disheveled old man in hempen clothes and brought him back.

"You! Who exactly are you!"

"How could a Great Ability like you come here!"

The old man in hempen clothes looked at Su Ping's Avatar with a face full of grief and indignation.

The exchange just now had already made him realize the heaven-and-earth gap between himself and this young Cultivator before him!

Subconsciously, he had already regarded Su Ping's Avatar as an Immortal above Dao Integration who was deliberately disguising himself.

In a certain sense, this thought of his was not wrong.

Su Ping's Avatar smiled, ignored the other party's impotent rage, and directly opened his Storage Bag to stuff him inside, waiting to throw him into the Bronze High Tower later to be handed over for professional interrogation.

Then, Su Ping's Avatar looked toward the Xiahou siblings.

The two also hurriedly stood straight and bowed in salute.

It was just that they were planning to return to the Immortal Boat to end this trial right then.

Su Ping's Avatar, however, called out to stop them.

"Wait!"

"The moment I emerged, you saw it, didn't you?"

The Xiahou siblings trembled in unison; the elder brother did not go to ponder any lies.

In his impression, when facing such a Great Ability, only telling the truth would not bring about a worse result.

He lowered his head and smiled bitterly:

"I dare not deceive you, Dao... Immortal Elder!"

"When the Immortal Elder appeared, I did see it."

"However, I—we can both swear, or accept the Immortal Elder's contract, that we will definitely not speak of this secret!"

"Well said, but this matter is of great importance, so you must first go to a place to stay."

Su Ping shook his head slightly, and with a wave of his large hand, he had already brought the Xiahou siblings before him.

"Rest assured, I am not some great villain!"

"You will only lose your freedom for a period of time; once I have finished handling this matter, I will definitely release you to go home."

As for the Xiahou siblings, the younger sister showed fear and still wanted to beg for mercy.

The elder brother, however, stopped his sister with a look, fearing that she would offend the other party, and hurriedly nodded in agreement, consenting to it.

Su Ping did not make things difficult for them; just to be safe, he casually threw them into a Cave Heaven Secret Realm in the Biyuan World and had people watch them well.

Although this pair of siblings had decent talent, they could not be considered heaven's pride, nor did they have great fortune upon them.

Wanting to leave the Biyuan World on their own was undoubtedly a fool's dream.

The old man in hempen clothes was sent into the Bronze High Tower.

Tian Rulai, having nothing to do, also personally took action to handle it.

This let Su Ping quickly learn all the secrets of the old man in hempen clothes.

He also noted their meeting place, which happened to be a space-time singularity in the North King Time Domain.

This was actually not strange.

Every space-time singularity is inherently located in the strange and ever-changing Shikong Haiyu, which is precisely where all kinds of demons and ghosts hide.

Seeing that it was on the way, Su Ping did not act coy and directly had Su Ping's Avatar make another trip.

As for his true self, his Primordial Spirit Avatar, and his Taiyi clone,

because their targets were too large and they were easily spied upon, leaving traces that would arouse unnecessary curiosity, they would temporarily continue to busy themselves with their own tasks.

Su Ping's Avatar remained the same as usual, taking an Immortal Boat to a transit station.

Then, using the Token obtained from the old man in hempen clothes, he boarded a Small World that had suddenly appeared.

This was a Small World that had long since become lifeless.

The original World Barrier was completely gone, and the earth veins had vanished into thin air.

Only a bit of World Consciousness remained, imprisoned within a certain magic treasure.

It was also by relying on this magic treasure that the evil cultivators drove this Small World, using it as a special Immortal Boat.

After Su Ping's Avatar boarded the Small World, he immediately encountered the questioning of a giant with three heads, eight arms, and a back covered in pustules.

This giant stared at Su Ping's Avatar:

"You can also join the Evil Heart Society?"

"Where is the killing intent and bloodthirst on your body?"

Su Ping's Avatar grinned upon hearing this and tilted his head to look at the giant.

The next instant, the Blood God Dharma Image surged out from his body, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a monstrous Blood Sea and a ten-thousand-meter-tall phantom of a blood-colored demon god.

The giant looked up in terror at this Blood God Dharma Image, and his legs immediately buckled, causing him to kneel down.

The other cultivators who had boarded the Small World, upon seeing the methods displayed by Su Ping's Avatar,

no longer doubted the identity of Su Ping's Avatar.

"Such an incense-worshipping evil god—who knows how many mortals and cultivators' lives were sacrificed in blood to have such momentum!"

"Could he be a Great Ability from some evil cultivator faction!"

"I haven't seen him before; he must be a newcomer. Is he from the incense-worshipping sect? Perhaps we can form an alliance with him?"

While the various cultivators had their own thoughts,

a bell chime rang in their ears.

It was to remind the cultivators who had boarded the Small World to enter the underground space to avoid unnecessary losses once the Small World entered the space-time vortex region.

Su Ping's Avatar walked into the underground space through a passage exposed on the ground without haste.

He discovered that inside was a super-large plaza that occupied a vast area and was endless to the eye.

In the center of the plaza stood three statues of demon gods.

Su Ping's Avatar took a look and found that they should be Chaos Demon Gods.

It seems the organizers have some connection with the Chaos side.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that they are just using their name to intimidate others.

Because of the Blood God phantom displayed earlier, no one bothered Su Ping's Avatar along the way.

Those who wanted to make acquaintances, upon approaching and sensing the "keep away" aura Su Ping radiated, tactfully backed off.

Everyone here was a Demonic Path evil cultivator, and all knew what level of self-emotional control they possessed.

No one was willing to gamble that this Great Ability of the Incense Divine Path before them wouldn't go on a rampage.

Several days later.

The Small World passed through the most dangerous vortex zone.

It also arrived at the space-time singularity Su Ping wanted to find.

Soon, the vast majority of cultivators rose and left the underground space, walking out to the surface.

Many who had come for the first time were filled with exclamation.

Su Ping's Avatar also walked out, and with a shift of his gaze, he saw in the distant Void, hovering impressively, a Shenchong of a Green Dragon, incomparably huge in size, comparable to the size of a Small Thousand World composed of thousands of Small Worlds.

This Green Dragon hung its head low, its eyes tightly shut.

The death aura all over its body indicated that it had long since perished.

Yet the dragon corpse still radiated a terrifying Dragon Might, causing the minds of countless cultivators to tremble.

"Everyone, please rise. The dragon mouth of that Green Dragon corpse is our destination this time, and also where our trading platform is located."

"With the protection of the Green Dragon corpse, no matter how powerful the divination experts of the Three Great Alliances are, they cannot calculate our location here."

"Even after you leave, because of the Green Dragon's Dragon Might, your memories of entering this place will be automatically blurred."

A cultivator holding a small Bronze Bell appeared on high ground, introducing the Green Dragon corpse with quite a bit of pride.

They could not tell.

But Su Ping's Avatar could see it; this Green Dragon corpse was just like the Ink Qilin encountered earlier.

Both were former Emperors of the North King Time Domain!

Where an Emperor's corpse lies, it must be suppressing something.

Su Ping's Avatar swept his gaze over the Green Dragon corpse.

Then, he suddenly let out an "eh" in his heart.

He had noticed a familiar figure appearing on top of the Green Dragon's head.

That figure on top of the massive Green Dragon's head was a tiny thing, like a plankton.

Yet the moment she appeared, she made cultivators from all sides unable to help but be attracted and look over.

"Whose cultivator is that!"

"How dare she step on the dragon's head? Is she not afraid of being crushed by the Dragon Might?"

"Wait, it seems to be an enemy cultivator! The old Sect Master of the Yuan Demon Sect and two Elders have all made their move!"

Yuan Demon Sect—Su Ping's Avatar had overheard on the way here that they were one of the important organizers hosting the event.

Behind them was a real, solid demon who had reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm providing support.

That old Sect Master was also a Great Vehicle Realm demon, and he had long possessed an Innate Supreme Treasure in his hands.

However, as he charged over with the Elders.

They had thought it would be a crushing victory.

Upon contact, accompanied by streaks of crimson sword-light rainbows, they tore through the Shikong Haiyu.

The surrounding cultivators seemed to hear the entire Shikong Haiyu wailing.

The cultivator holding the Bronze Bell gasped:

"How is this possible!"

"The old Sect Master... was killed with one sword strike?"

First, those with high cultivation revealed expressions of disbelief.

Then, those with low cultivation who couldn't tell what had happened gathered the situation from the mouths of those people.

The old Sect Master of the Yuan Demon Sect, a Great Vehicle Realm old demon.

Had actually been killed with one sword strike by the enemy cultivator on the dragon's head!

And it was the kind where both the Primordial Spirit and body were destroyed, with no hope of rescue!

"Do not be afraid! She killed the old Sect Master, so her Dharma Power must be insufficient. Let us all go together and avenge the Sect Master!"

"Kill that female cultivator! This seat will bestow ten high-grade Divine Pills and one Hunyuan Shenchong!"

There was clamor, and high-level cultivators also offered rewards that moved hearts.

From within the dragon's mouth, many, many cultivators immediately flew out and charged over.

Among them, there were indeed monsters with Evil Spirits protecting their bodies mixed in.

It was unknown what method they relied on to allow them to refrain from contaminating those ordinary cultivators.

Perhaps it was also because of this Green Dragon corpse?

Su Ping's Avatar curiously looked at the Green Dragon, which was sitting cross-legged with its head hanging low.

He was not worried about the acquaintance on top of its head.

After all, that person was the true Child of Destiny of the North King Time Domain.

A person of absolute great fortune, Chiyuan Xianren!

Su Ping even suspected that her running here was likely once again being guided by the unseen, coming to receive the great opportunity of this place!

Regarding this, Su Ping was also happy to see it happen.

And with this Chiyuan Xianren, who had gradually gained a reputation in the Cultivation World, present.

Presumably, no one would care about what he, this plain and unremarkable cultivator, was doing, right?

Thinking of this, Su Ping's figure moved, and he retreated behind the crowd.