Chapter 153: Strange Treasures Appear in the Black Water Abyssal Sea

Perhaps because the commotion caused by Qingli devouring these black waters and black lotuses was not small, once it lasted for a long time, it ultimately disturbed this realm space and invited a backlash.

The two had just finished their conversation when an anomaly occurred.

In the pitted water pools and ponds all around, the black water rippled, and from within, one monster after another jumped out.

The monsters appeared in various forms, each different from the next.

Some had two heads, some three, or a thousand heads clustered together; some had horns on their heads, or wings under their ribs; some had a single foot, or many feet; there were also those with a thousand hands and a thousand eyes, many mouths and many faces, and human faces covered in fangs, and so on.

It was very incongruous, as if various species had been wantonly stitched together, indescribably awkward, giving one a visual shock.

Looking at them suddenly, each had its own disgusting aspects.

These monsters were far more than a thousand or a hundred; as soon as they flew, they emitted a resonant demonic sound.

Then, they came toward Fang Longye and the other two, looking fierce and with obscure auras.

"Monsters evolved from the bloodline essence of a multitude of immortals, demons, gods, and Buddhist beings."

Fang Longye looked on, not surprised or suspicious.

Clang—

He summoned the Cai Xian Sword; the blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, covered in coiled dragon Dao Patterns, suffused with five-colored light, and the dormant ferocity and terror erupted, stirring the surroundings.

Fang Longye reached out to grasp the hilt and swung it; a clear, bright sword light swept across, curved like the moon, traveling through the air and cutting down all the attacking monsters.

Above his head appeared a small bronze pot, radiating clear light like a downpour, gathering all these monsters evolved from bloodline essence into the Refining Immortal Pot to be refined into pills.

He took out a divine pill suffused with red mist, swallowed it, and as his thoughts turned, a warm and moist power spread out, filling everything, which was very comfortable.

Although the energy was not very great, and the unique essence of bloodlines and the like had been removed, the remaining various Dao principles and Dharma laws were not few.

Fang Longye looked at this vast and boundless evil space, his eyes glowing with divine light, and he clapped his hands in admiration: "Good fortune! Even if not used to practice the 'Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God Art', just taking it to refine into Myriad Spirit Pills is a great harvest!"

Watching the various monsters that grew in clusters again in an instant, Fang Longye casually tossed a gourd of freshly made divine pills to Ao Ying.

He opened his mouth to say: "Although you have not practiced the 'Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God Art', these divine pills are of no small use to you."

"Kill the enemy with all your heart and properly collect the corpses of these monsters. This is for your own benefit."

Ao Ying summoned the Spirit Treasure Dream-Breaking Blade and said in a delicate voice: "Even without a reward, I would naturally fight with all my might for my master."

Fang Longye smiled; one does not worry about scarcity but about inequality. This Corpse Soul Ridge space was Qingli's place of opportunity and fortune, and it did not have much to do with Ao Ying.

To a certain extent, she was fighting for Qingli's opportunity and fortune.

If there were truly no reward for her.

She would not have an opinion about him, her master, but it could not be guaranteed that she would not harbor resentment toward Qingli.

He naturally had to consider such matters that might affect the unity of those around him.

Casting aside these thoughts, he immediately continued to kill the overlapping, endlessly emerging monsters.

Qingli and Ao Ying also immediately followed his lead, fighting in a melee with these seemingly endless monsters.

Advancing all the way, killing all the way.

Qingli, who was practicing the 'Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God Art', did not know how much bloodline essence she had swallowed, accumulating heavy resources for this secret art.

The cyan halo behind her swayed, heavy and substantial. The two light eggs floating within were both covered in interlaced patterns, suffused with profound principles.

It was obvious that both had achieved rapid growth.

Inside the Divine Embryo, the originally blurry outline became clear, only it had undergone significant changes.

It was likely still the image of a human body with a snake tail.

Only now it had a single horn on its head, a vertical pupil between its brows, craggy scales, a pair of layered feathers grown on its back, eight arms growing out, and peculiar patterns covering its whole body.

Without accident, if she could Reverse Innate, this would be the general image of Qingli after becoming an Innate creature.

Of course, as she continued to smelt various bloodlines, this image would still change. However, it would just be additions or subtractions based on this foundation.

As for the Demonic Fetus nurturing a fierce sword, it had undergone even greater changes.

The surface of the Demonic Fetus was covered with a layer of terrifying patterns, resembling fierce ghosts, and also resembling various wailing monsters, as if it were a manifestation of all living beings sinking into depravity.

Inside the Demonic Fetus, black energy condensed into water, a black lotus floated within, supporting an ink-green sword blade, with black demonic fire leaping around it, burning incessantly, never stopping.

Although the sword blade was still illusory and unstable, strange patterns appeared on it, clustered in groups, suffused with heavy murderous intent.

And Fang Longye was also practicing the 'Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God Art' during this process.

However, it was naturally different from Qingli; after all, in terms of Reversing Innate, his main practice was still the secret art of the 'Yin and Yang Great Vehicle Dragon Transformation Scripture'.

Therefore, whenever the cultivated Divine Embryo reached a certain level, he would sink it into his dantian.

He would operate the Yin and Yang millstone and the Yin and Yang furnace to grind and burn it, extracting the various fortunes within the Divine Embryo and integrating them into himself.

Subsequently, he would continue to devour the many bloodline essences tainted in this space, once again cultivating the Divine Embryo from the 'Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God Art' secret art.

When it reached a certain level, he would again use the 'Yin and Yang Great Vehicle Dragon Transformation Scripture' to grind it away and extract the fortune into his body.

Round and round, cycling back and forth.

It could be said that in the process of fighting all the way, Fang Longye and the three of them had all benefited greatly.

Even Ao Ying had obtained countless divine pills refined using the corpses of the monsters. These monsters were derived from the bloodline essence of a multitude of immortals, demons, gods, and Buddhist beings; it could be said that these divine pills were essentially refined from the bloodline essence of a multitude of immortals, demons, gods, and Buddhist beings.

They were naturally more miraculously effective than most spiritual pills and medicines.

Fighting all the way, swallowing all the way, her strength also advanced by leaps and bounds.

Only, as they went deeper into this evil space, the resistance encountered by Fang Longye and his two servants became increasingly powerful.

At present, it could not yet be called difficult to move.

But it was also not as free and easy, relaxed and comfortable as before.

Seeing that, nowadays, all around them, there were countless black lotuses crowding together. In the center of the stamens were ferocious faces, constantly emitting strange cries, which were very chilling.

As far as the eye could see, the air was filled with filth, and there were countless demons.

The Dharma laws of the path of slaughter and destruction were suffused all around, invading in every possible way.

However, this is still a minor matter. After all, as long as one can endure it, one can more or less gain some insights in this regard and increase one's means of attack.

The most critical point is that what one sees and hears is entirely the most evil, most turbid, most wicked, and most dark principles in heaven and earth; if one is not careful for even a moment, one's mind will be lost, one will be tainted by them, and one will fall into a state of madness.

Clang—

Fang Longye swung his sword to slay a dozen or so monsters exuding powerful Auras, and activated the Refining Immortal Pot to collect them inside.

He performed a sword flourish, looked into the distance, sensed an overwhelming Aura, and thought to himself, "Should be about time to reach the core area, right?"

Judging solely from these monsters currently emerging from the black water, each one's Aura is more than a hundred times stronger than the ones at the very beginning.

Of course, the quantity is also more than a hundred times fewer.

Qingli, by his side, sensed the deep Demon intent all around and remarked with emotion, "Truly a treasure land of the Demon path. If a Demon path cultivator saw this, wouldn't they be overjoyed?"

At this moment, she had long since retracted the secret technique, 'Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God Art'.

It was not for any other reason, purely because she had reached a limit of what she could endure.

If it were pure essence blood origin, it would still be fine, but the key is that these essence blood origins are all tainted with endless Demon characteristics. The latter is not something she can blindly absorb.

Ao Ying also remarked with emotion, "Such a dangerous place of Demons is actually the birthplace of that Ghost Immortal named Nie Xiaoqian; it is truly a marvelous stroke of fortune."

Qingli casually caught a black lotus flower with a human face beside her, not at all afraid of the face that kept changing on this black lotus.

She held up the black lotus, pointed at the eerie human face that was emitting shrill wails, and said, "To be able to stand out among this multitude of dead spirits, awaken intelligence, break free from restraints, and finally achieve the status of a Golden Immortal—that is naturally a marvelous stroke of fortune."

Ao Ying thought for a moment and couldn't help but agree, "Thinking about it carefully, she really does have abundant fortune."

These human-faced black lotuses before them look eerie, and their Auras are not weak, but for the dead spirits bound within them to awaken intelligence and break free can be described as harder than ascending to heaven.

Seeing that the two were actually in the mood to chat, Fang Longye touched his forehead and sighed, saying in a deep voice, "Pull yourselves together, we are almost at the core area. There is no telling what dangers might lie ahead."

Hearing this, the two women immediately apologized, and then became fully alert.

After traveling for another significant distance, the three climbed over a barren black stone mountain, and a strange and magnificent scene appeared before them.

In all directions, black water surged, carrying seemingly endless various fierce Auras, annihilating everything.

A sea with no horizon, with Demon intent as deep as an abyss, filled every corner of this Black Water Abyssal Sea.

Layers upon layers of black tides constantly surged, roared, and crashed.

Every wave that rose reflected billions of faces, fine and dense, crowded together, forming eyeball shapes, looking terrified and horrible.

The ears were filled with shrill wailing sounds, and the sounds were filled with endless pain and the intent of destruction.

The moment they saw it, all kinds of negative emotions assaulted them: greed, hatred, slaughter, destruction, evil, jealousy, fear, madness,... and so on, endless.

Clang—

The Dragon Chant Bell rang, dispelling them all.

Fang Longye looked at this Black Water Abyssal Sea again, his heart trembling with fear.

Such a scene, such sounds, were entirely negative, filled with the malice of the living beings who died in that great battle tens of thousands of years ago.

Naked malice, as if it were substantial.

Thinking again that this was merely an insignificant battlefield in the great battle of the Immortal Qin conquering the heavens.

It was not even a main battlefield, just a place affected by the spilling of blood origins when some Immortals, Demons, Gods, and Buddhist practitioners perished.

It is said that one can see the whole leopard from a single spot, but no matter what, Fang Longye could not imagine how cruel this great battle was.

He only knew that the current miserable plight of the Human Race in the Earth Immortal Realm seemed understandable.

He operated the 'Separating Walls and Seeing Through' divine ability to dispel the heavy obstacles, and saw that in the central area of this Black Water Abyssal Sea, there was a mountain peak half-exposed.

Flat on top and pointed at the bottom, the base was covered with halos, a dark green color, looking like moss falling down with a rustle.

Most importantly, this mountain peak naturally grew Demon patterns, blooming with long, continuous black Demon light, intermingling with the void, giving rise to millions upon millions of black seal characters that leaped, surged, and collided, recounting the supreme principles of Demons.

The seal characters were numerous and scattered, falling into the surrounding black water, stirring up thunder arcs like startled geese, colliding with each other, the arc light refracting pale, stirring the soul.

This entire mountain peak was clearly a Demon path exotic treasure of unfathomable power.

Fang Longye immediately cast aside other thoughts, clapped his hands and laughed, "I said, how could there be a lack of treasure in such a sinister place of Demons?"

(End of this chapter)