Chapter 471: Sweeping Annihilation

On the spiritual energy Archipelago, the Star-Moon Market remained bustling as ever.

Yet over the past few years, many patrol ships from the Four-Nation Alliance had appeared, filling the air with tension.

One major reason was that void anomalies had also begun to emerge successively in the Southern Wasteland region.

Although the scale of the descending realms was far smaller than in other Immortal Realms, the overall strength of the four nations in the Southern Wasteland Immortal Realm was too weak to withstand the harassment of the demonic path.

Merely the arrival of demonic cultivators at the Jin Dan stage was enough to give the Four-Nation Alliance a severe headache.

And Wangyue Island, relatively remote in location, was no exception.

On this day.

On Wangyue Island, spiritual qi misted heavily; various spiritual plants and spirit rice swayed gracefully in the wind, presenting a scene of lush verdancy.

Numerous spirit farmers labored within the spiritual fields, which, vast as they were, were divided and managed in an orderly fashion.

Under the management of Mo Lingwei, this formidable woman, Wangyue Island had developed quite well.

At this moment, she sat in the main hall of the Greenwood Pavilion on the island, her expression grave as she reviewed the latest intelligence reports.

After a long while, she asked the cultivator below, "What does Wei Mengzhu say?"

"Reporting to Qingxia Xianzi, within the last two months, the Four-Nation Alliance has discovered three more void anomalies consecutively within the territories of Jin State and Liang State."

"Fortunately, before the Island Master departed, he gave Wei Mengzhu advance instructions along with solutions, temporarily stabilizing the situation."

"However, some Jin Dan demonic cultivators still successfully descended."

"Currently, the Alliance Leader and others are organizing forces to resist the demonic path and likely have their hands full."

The one reporting the situation in the main hall was Wu Wangfeng, son of Wu Jiang.

Several years had passed, and this young man's cultivation had advanced to the late Foundation Establishment realm.

Wu Wangfeng was steady and capable, restrained in demeanor, possessing the heroic spirit of a regional prodigy.

Mo Lingwei frowned slightly: "According to the intelligence, the void anomaly located a hundred li from our Wangyue Island appears to be of considerable scale based on its size."

"If the demonic path successfully descends upon this realm, Fellow Daoist Wu, please stay and lend me your aid."

"Hold out until the Island Master returns."

Wu Wangfeng cupped his fists and said, "The Island Master bestowed a second life upon our Wu family; regarding matters of Wangyue Island, I would not hesitate even at the cost of my life!"

Just then.

Boom—boom—boom! The great protective formation outside the spiritual island activated automatically, illuminating a layer of misty blue light.

Immediately following came a sound of violent impact.

It caused the entire Wangyue Island to tremble; had Qin Ming not upgraded the protective formation to the fourth-rank lower grade before leaving, that collision would likely have reduced everything to nothing. "Eh? In such a remote place, there is actually a fourth-rank great formation protecting the island."

"There must be plenty of good treasures here, hahaha!"

An elderly man with purple hair, clad in a blood-red robe adorned with demonic patterns, surged with violent demonic qi; wielding a blood-colored demonic blade, he slashed several terrifying beams of light that struck the great formation.

Under this attack, the fourth-rank protective formation actually began to sway precariously.

Behind the purple-haired elder stood hundreds of demonic cultivators in a dense crowd, all gazing at the dazzling array of high-grade spiritual plants on the island, revealing fervent expressions of predatory intent.

"Dragon Blood Divine Tree, Five Elements Primordial Qi Spirit Peaches, Void Spirit Bamboo, Three-Crimson Soul-Returning Grass, and so many high-grade spirit rices..."

"Elder Wu Kui, we never expected that upon our first descent into this realm, we would encounter such a treasure trove; we've truly struck it rich, hahaha!"

"While the Blood Refining Demonic Sect and the Ghost Nether Palace are still bitterly fighting human forces elsewhere, they have inadvertently handed this boon to our 'Wan Hun Ya'! Hahaha!"

Mo Lingwei and Wu Wangfeng transformed into two streaks of light, instantly arriving above the spiritual island.

The two looked out at the scene outside, their expressions suddenly changing! They revealed looks of despair.

"A Nascent Soul Demonic Lord!!"

With their status as mere Foundation Establishment junior cultivators, it was impossible for them to withstand the assault of a Nascent Soul great expert under any circumstances.

After bombarding the protective formation several times without success and seeing he could not quickly break through the array.

Wu Kui, the elder from Wan Hun Ya, showed a trace of impatience on his face; in his withered palm, a talisman flashing with green light suddenly appeared.

It was unmistakably a fourth-rank Barrier-Breaking Talisman!

"This defensive formation is indeed somewhat troublesome, causing me to waste one of my talismans for nothing."

He gazed into the spiritual island at Mo Lingwei's peerless, world-toppling beauty, his eyes immediately flickering as a sinister smile curled the corners of his mouth.

The next moment.

The purple-haired elder activated the talisman, which transformed into a white streak that plunged into the spiritual island's great formation.

Boom—boom—boom.

The protective formation on Wangyue Island seemed to suffer a tremendous impact; the runes within the blue light shield began to become chaotic, then shook violently.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Dense cracks appeared across the light curtain, which then collapsed like foam.

The people on Wangyue Island were terrified, all staring in horror at everything unfolding before their eyes.

With the fourth-rank great formation broken, the demonic cultivators outside bared ferocious expressions and were about to rush forward en masse.

Buzz—buzz—buzz~ Suddenly.

The space near the spiritual island began to tremble violently, and the spiritual qi itself became chaotic.

The members of Wan Hun Ya did not know what was happening; one by one, they circulated their magic power to resist this uncomfortable sensation.

Still shaken, they looked back, only to see in the distant sky a Cloud-Soaring Palanquin emitting five-colored treasure light approaching from afar with astonishing speed, arriving near Wangyue Island in an instant.

Immediately after, a roguish voice rang out from within the Cloud-Soaring Palanquin:

"Damn it! My master just went on a long trip, and someone nearly stole our entire home!"

Then Shi Tian Shu, draped in five-colored command flags and holding a black steel fork, charged out.

Its figure suddenly expanded, becoming a hundred zhang tall; the black steel fork in its hand, 'Zhanxian Ji', flashed with unstable black mystical light as it swept horizontally at the group of demonic cultivators before it! Swish! The hundreds of demonic cultivators from Wan Hun Ya, not yet understanding what had occurred, were all struck by the black light, exploding into bursts of blood mist that fell as a rain of blood across the sky.

Shi Tian Shu revealed its peak third-rank cultivation; the previously arrogant multitude of demonic cultivators had become souls dead beneath its fork.

In the blink of an eye, only Elder Wu Kui remained, his face filled with shock and uncertainty as he stared at what lay behind Shi Tian Shu.

As a Nascent Soul Demon Monarch, he naturally sensed that the true ruthless character was the one sitting inside the Lingxiao Imperial Carriage.

Watching his disciples and grand-disciples die miserably, Demon Monarch Wu Kui felt no great fluctuation in his heart.

His sinister gaze fell upon the imperial carriage, filling him with an inexplicable sense of heart-pounding dread.

Wu Kui, being a decisive person by nature, immediately activated the demonic treasure in his hand and unleashed it toward the opposite side.

The blood-colored demonic blade flickered strangely in mid-air a few times before instantly arriving before the Lingxiao Imperial Carriage.

The Heaven-Devouring Mouse, which had just been radiating domineering aura, let out a cry of alarm upon seeing the Nascent Soul Demon Monarch make his move; it retracted its form and hid back within the Small Spirit Realm.

On the Lingdao, Mo Lingwei and the others first witnessed the Heaven-Devouring Mouse display its mighty power, sweeping away numerous demonic cultivators, and were just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Yet seeing that Nascent Soul Demon Monarch remain unscathed and even attack the Island Lord's imperial carriage, their hearts suddenly tightened.

Boom!!

Just as the Blood Demon Blade of the old demon Wu Kui was about to reach the Lingxiao Imperial Carriage, a torrent-like aura erupted from within, making heaven and earth seem like a separate domain that instantly enveloped him.

Under the influence of this aura, the spiritual nature of the demonic blade he had unleashed suffered great damage, causing it to wobble and fall.

The purple-haired elder's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in shock: "A Nascent Soul Dharma Domain!"

"A Qin Zhenjun at the mid-Nascent Soul stage?"

He immediately felt that the magic power within his body instantly lost connection with the external spiritual energy; it was as unbearable as a tiger having its teeth pulled.

His entire cultivation strength could not even exert one or two tenths of its power. Immediately after.

Just as he was stunned, the vision before his eyes suddenly changed, transforming into a boundless sea of blood.

In an instant, he felt his cultivation being suppressed down to the False Infant realm.

The purple-haired elder stumbled, nearly failing to stabilize the circulation of magic power within his body.

"You dare scheme against my Lingdao; are you tired of living?"

As a faint voice rang out, a young cultivator of ordinary appearance appeared in the air opposite.

The elder from Ten Thousand Souls Cliff looked at this person and immediately felt a sense of heart-throbbing terror.

Knowing he was no match for him, he hastily took out a yellow talisman and rushed toward the edge of the Nascent Soul Dharma Domain, attempting to break open a path to life.

However, in the next moment.

The purple-haired elder's Nascent Soul eyes revealed panic, and a feeling of impending catastrophe rose mysteriously within him.

It was a sensation only experienced when undergoing a heavenly tribulation.

They saw that Qin Ming in the opposite side now held an ancient-styled bronze mirror, which burst forth with a Jin Guang, sweeping directly toward him.

Boom! The three-colored poisonous flames transformed into a Xiong Xiong burning griffin, diving straight at the purple-haired elder's Nascent Soul.

The purple-haired elder from Ten Thousand Souls Cliff flashed a ruthless look in his eyes and directly employed Nascent Soul Departure to teleport outward, yet to his horror, he discovered that no matter how he fled, he was firmly locked onto by the tribulation fire.

Immediately, the heavenly fire ignored his defensive methods and descended straight upon his Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul let out a piercing wail of agony, then the sound gradually diminished until it finally returned to silence.

Qin Ming casually waved his hand, causing the three-colored poisonous flames to dissipate into the air; then he skillfully cast the Thorn Technique, draining the elder's corpse dry and transforming it into a blood pearl the size of a fist.

After putting away the other party's storage bag, he directly buried the dried corpse beneath the Lei Yuanmo date tree to continue nourishing the spiritual plant.

Under the dual suppression of the Nascent Soul Dharma Domain and the Blood Pagoda spiritual treasure, Qin Ming's annihilation of an early-stage Nascent Soul demonic cultivator was simply a dimensional strike.

Moreover, he also possessed a terrifying poisonous flame of the fourth tier, upper grade.

After putting away the Blood Pagoda spiritual treasure, Qin Ming's figure once again appeared in the air.

Mo Lingwei, Wu Wangfeng, and the others stared blankly at all of this.

They had seen the Heaven-Devouring Mouse appear and display its mighty power to sweep away those demonic cultivators.

Subsequently, that Nascent Soul Demon Monarch known as Elder Wu Kui seemed to have been pulled by Qin Ming into another space.

As for what happened next, they could see nothing at all.

After merely half a teacup's time had passed, they only saw Qin Ming emerge alone, while that Nascent Soul Demon Monarch had vanished without a trace.

His fate and ending were self-evident.

Wu Wangfeng's heart was also shaken immensely.

From the appearance of Qin Zhenjun Wangyue to resolving the crisis of Wangyue Island, it was settled easily in just a few moves, and he maintained an air of casual ease throughout.

It was feared that his strength among Nascent Soul cultivators was already an extremely terrifying existence, even more powerful than before.

"Lingwei pays respects to Island Lord my lord!"

"This junior pays respects to Island Lord my lord!"

Mo Lingwei and Wu Wangfeng flew up from the Lingdao and bowed respectfully.

"Mm, no need for excessive ceremony," Qin Ming said faintly. "Come to the Green Wood Pavilion to see me."

Subsequently.

Qin Ming turned into a streak of light and returned to the island.

With the protective great formation of Wangyue Island destroyed, he immediately took a fourth-tier, middle-grade formation array from the storage bag of that dead demon monarch and set it up on the island.

Inside the Green Wood Pavilion, after listening to Mo Lingwei's report, Qin Ming gained a certain understanding of the events that had occurred in the Southern Wilderness over the past few years.

"Mm, Mo Lingwei, you have managed the Lingdao quite well."

Mo Lingwei quickly replied: "This is what I ought to do; if Island Lord had not returned in time today, we would absolutely have been unable to resist the demonic path invasion."

"I did not expect that even Nascent Soul Demon Monarchs have begun appearing in the Southern Wilderness Immortal Realm; do we need to go support Wei Mengzhu and the others?"

Qin Ming pondered for a moment, then immediately had the Heaven-Devouring Mouse take the Profound Water Crocodile and the Silver-Winged Frost Bee to handle the matter.

"You all need not worry too much; there should be no more Nascent Soul Demon Monarchs descending to this realm in the near future."

"For a very long time to come, I will personally hold the fort in the Southern Wilderness."

"You all attend to your respective duties and do what needs to be done."

Qin Ming said with complete indifference.

His alias, Qishang Mojun, had already resolved this matter at the Demonic Dao Conference; this unlucky Nascent Soul Demonic Lord from Wan Hun Ya must have acted on his own authority.

That was why he had appeared in the Southern Wilderness.

Upon hearing this, Mo Lingwei immediately felt relieved.

"By the way, have you accumulated enough merit points?" Qin Ming then asked.

Mo Lingwei answered truthfully, "Reporting to the Island Lord, I previously undertook missions to investigate spatial anomalies and accumulated some merit, but I still lack the final three thousand points needed to exchange for a Jin Dan."

"Hmm, since you all merited reward for protecting the island this time, consider it granted; convey my oral decree to Wei Wuya and collect your Jin Dan."

Qin Ming took a jade bottle from his storage bag and handed it to her, saying, "This is Xuan Sha Spirit Liquid, a spiritual substance for forming a core; once you receive your Jin Dan, you can prepare to seclude yourself and break through to the Jin Dan realm."

Mo Lingwei accepted the jade bottle and bowed in gratitude with an excited expression, "Thank you for the Island Lord's bestowal! Lingwei will certainly not disappoint your expectations."

With such a core-forming spiritual substance, she had several more degrees of confidence in breaking through her realm.

Wu Wangfeng, standing nearby, was also filled with envy.

Qin Ming also rewarded him with a bottle of second-rank upper-grade Yu Xuan Dan and two life-preserving items, offered some words of encouragement, and then dismissed the two.

A few days later.

The news that Qin Zhenjun Wangyue returned to the Southern Wilderness and annihilated a Nascent Soul Demonic Lord with thunderous methods spread throughout the Immortal Realm, and cultivators everywhere felt as though they had found their mainstay.

With Qin Ming holding court in the Southern Wilderness Immortal Realm, the various factions felt greatly reassured.

Shi Tian Shu, accompanied by two other spiritual pets, quickly helped the cultivators of the Four Nations Alliance sweep away several spatial anomalies that had appeared across the four nations of the Southern Wilderness.

After all, these smaller-scale spatial channels could only produce demonic cultivators with cultivation at most reaching the Jin Dan realm.

Given Shi Tian Shu's current cultivation and strength, clearing out these small groups of demonic cultivators was simplicity itself.

In just a few short months, the territories of the four nations had already returned to their former tranquility, emerging from the crisis.

This caused Qin Ming's prestige to reach a peak in the hearts of the cultivators from the four nations.

"Master, everything is settled, ehehe!"

Shi Tian Shu, shouldering a black steel fork, marched back to the island from outside with majestic strides and an air of triumph.

Qin Ming nodded approvingly, "You already possess no small number of tribulation-warding treasures; next, prepare to seclude yourself and break through to the Shapeshifting realm."

"As for the Embryo-Nurturing Fruits on the tree, simply pick and consume them yourself."

"Hehehe, Master, rest assured; with this treasure, I have great confidence in breaking through to become a Shapeshifting Great Demon."

Shi Tian Shu took out that Profound Spirit Armor, patted the tortoise shell, and said proudly.

(End of Chapter)