Chapter 313: Influencing the Battle Situation

"Th-this is a Tier 3 Late-Stage Poisonous Flood Dragon Demon King!"

"And it was just dried up like that?"

"Master's methods truly cannot be measured by ordinary standards."

"Simply possessing the aptitude of a Nascent Soul!"

"If things continue developing like this, even if I just drink some soup, I believe I won't be far from Tier 3 Late-Stage either."

The Shi Tian Shu knew the Green-Faced Poisonous Flood Dragon's strength better than anyone; among the many Demon Kings in the Beast Cry Mountain Range, it could be counted as one of the top two.

Furthermore, it possessed the bloodline of a Wang Zu demon beast, something completely incomparable to ordinary demon races.

Yet even such a powerful opponent still died at its master's hands; it was simply like a dream.

"Hahaha!"

"Excellent!"

"You too have met your end today!"

"Truly, this has allowed me to vent a mouthful of pent-up rage!"

"This calls for a great goblet!"

The Shi Tian Shu harbored deep hatred for the Green-Faced Poisonous Flood Dragon; if not for the other party's coercion back then, it would not have fallen into a situation where it nearly died.

Now that the Green-Faced Poisonous Flood Dragon was dead, many demon races who had suffered under its tyranny could finally break free from its oppressive power.

Qin Ming paid no heed to the Shi Tian Shu chattering loudly beside him; instead, he took out a recovery pill, swallowed it, and began to regulate his breath.

One stick of incense later.

The complexion on Qin Ming's face had recovered considerably; although the duration of the earlier magical battle had been brief.

Yet he had consecutively unleashed several major life-saving trump cards, and even with his robust magic power comparable to that of a Jin Dan Late-Stage cultivator, he still felt somewhat inadequate.

Although the Hooked Jade Jin Guang Mirror possessed immense power, its effectiveness was greatly diminished when facing some demon beasts and ghost cultivators with extremely long lifespans.

Beings who could easily possess lifespans exceeding tens of thousands of years were truly difficult to deal with.

He immediately stood up, his gaze fixed upon the corpse of the Green-Faced Poisonous Flood Dragon, his eyes filled with immense excitement.

Speaking of the greatest harvest of this journey, nothing could surpass this.

A Tier 3 Late-Stage semi-humanoid Poisonous Flood Dragon Demon King was a treasure trove from head to toe; even within a Nascent Soul sect, such a creature would be an extremely rare find.

The corpse of the Poisonous Flood Dragon, whether used for forging artifacts or refining pills, constituted a top-grade spiritual material within the Immortal Realm.

Qin Ming split open the abdomen of the Green-Faced Poisonous Flood Dragon's corpse and, from its heart, extracted slightly less than half a bottle of essence blood from the Tier 3 Late-Stage Demon King, which presented a rich golden hue.

Within the essence blood, the beast soul of the Poisonous Flood Dragon was even roaring.

The ancient bloodline of the entire demon beast had condensed right here.

"Essence blood of a Wang Zu demon beast; this time I've truly struck it rich!"

"My 'Heavenly Demon Form Refining Strategy: True Pill Chapter' can now proceed."

Qin Ming stored away the precious essence blood, then cast the Thorn Technique, transforming the ordinary blood of the entire Poisonous Flood Dragon into a single blood pearl.

Subsequently, he waved his hand and stored away the corpse of the Green-Faced Poisonous Flood Dragon.

The Shi Tian Shu watched eagerly from the side, rubbing its small paws together as it weakly asked:

"Master, do you think that Ink Poisonous Flood Dragon Pill could be... hehehe!"

Qin Ming knew it was plotting for the demon pill again; he immediately flicked its head, saying, "When you were fighting just now, why did you hide so far away?"

"Only now do you think of asking for rewards?"

"This item is of great use to me; stop dwelling on it."

Hearing this, the Shi Tian Shu laughed awkwardly, "I was just afraid of causing trouble for Master; with the Green-Faced Poisonous Flood Dragon's strength, even a fart from it could blast me to death."

"Hehehe!"

"I was just asking casually."

"As for that Green Flood Dragon's precious meat..."

"Rest assured, you won't be short of that."

"Alright, the commotion here was too great; it might attract other demon beasts, so we should leave this place immediately."

Having said this, Qin Ming recalled the Shi Tian Shu into the Small Spirit Realm, then leaped into the air, transforming into a streak of cyan rainbow light as he departed from here.

At the very moment Qin Ming departed.

Deep within the Beast Cry Mountain Range, where the largest demon races were entrenched, several Demon Kings with robust demon energy auras were currently communicating within a great hall.

They were discussing how to continue their assault on human territories.

At the upper seat inside the great hall, the innate soul fires of several Demon Kings were enshrined.

But just at this moment.

In the very center, the soul lamp representing the Green-Faced Poisonous Flood Dragon Demon King suddenly extinguished without any wind.

In an instant, the great hall descended into chaos.

"What is happening? Why has my lord Green-Face's innate soul lamp extinguished?"

"Could it be that the Green Flood Dragon Demon King has met with disaster?"

"Impossible; with my lord Green Flood Dragon's strength, who within the Southern Wild Immortal Realm could be his match?"

"He has truly perished!"

"!!!"

"The situation has changed! Quickly notify all the demon races below to retreat immediately."

Among these demon races, without the powerful Demon King Green-Faced Poisonous Flood Dragon to lead them, they all became utterly at a loss.

Many of these demon races had originally been coerced by the Green-Faced Poisonous Flood Dragon and had no choice but to migrate outward.

These low-bloodline demon races couldn't wait for it to die sooner.

Now that the Green-Faced Poisonous Flood Dragon has died, the internal factions of the demon races have begun to splinter once again.

Furthermore, with the loss of the Green-Faced Poisonous Flood Dragon, the most critical link serving as the intermediary between the demon races and the Taihu Bone Wang Dian, the alliance between the two sides has gradually begun to crumble...

Liang Kingdom, deep within the Taihu ruins, Bone Wang Dian.

An elderly man in his eighties or nineties, his body covered entirely in warts, knelt respectfully on the ground, trembling as he reported the situation to the figure seated above on a throne forged from white bones.

This old man was none other than Jin Guang Laozu, at the late stage of the third rank.

Seated cross-legged atop the Bone Throne was a young man with a face as pale as paper; a strange, faint red glow emanated from his eyes, and a sinister expression hung upon his face.

"So, that Poisonous Flood Dragon is dead?"

"It still held some utilitarian value, but dead is dead."

"This Southern Wild Immortal Realm holds no interest whatsoever."

"How proceeds the matter I entrusted to you?"

Hearing this, Jin Guang trembled all over and hastily replied:

"Reporting to Master, I have already dispatched the ghost entities under my command to investigate and search."

"Yet to this day, we have failed to locate the whereabouts of that youth who took the Hooked Jade Jin Guang Mirror."

"Rumors placed him in Wu Kingdom some days ago, but now he has vanished without a trace again."

"His Moon-Watching Island is shrouded year-round in mist and illusion realms; I... I cannot enter it..."

Upon hearing this, the pale man straightened his posture, revealing that his entire body was composed of white bones; the surrounding air instantly plummeted to freezing point, his gaze filled with scarlet cold light, as he spoke in an utterly icy tone: "Truly useless, unable to accomplish even such a trivial matter."

"If my 'Nether Nether Sky Corpse Ghost Body' cultivation had not reached a critical juncture, preventing me from leaving this place, why would I need to go through such trouble?"

"Were it not for the fact that you offered the precious mirror as bait to break the seal, I would have refined you into nothingness long ago."

"I granted you a ghost cultivator's body, allowing you to survive ten thousand years without perishing, yet I can reclaim it at any moment."

At these words.

Jin Guang shivered uncontrollably; knowing full well the methods of the True Person before him, he immediately prostrated himself on the ground, begging for mercy: "Master, spare my life!"

"I will definitely retrieve the precious mirror!"

The True Person of White Bones narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice:

"I give you one final opportunity."

"If you fail to retrieve it again, prepare yourself for the agony of soul-devouring."

"Yes!"

Jin Guang Laozu, drenched in sweat, retreated from the Bone Wang Dian.

(End of Chapter)