Chapter 284: Entering the Secret Realm Beneath the Sea, the Blood Pool Breeds a Fierce Creature

Primordial Deep Sea.

Divine Light shimmered as a figure shuttled through the void, covering millions of miles with a single step.

This figure was none other than someone else.

It was Fang Longye, who had just taken his leave from the nephew and uncle, the Macaque King, after lingering for several days at the Huai River Water Mansion.

As he flew and shuttled through the air, Fang Longye recalled the words and actions of Wuzhiqi from before.

A cold chuckle escaped him.

"Too fake!"

He evaluated.

It was not that he did not believe the various matters Wuzhiqi had spoken of, but rather that he did not believe Wuzhiqi would be so kind.

To cast out his own brothers-in-law and offer them as the fortuitous opportunity promised to him, all for the sole purpose of disrupting the schemes of the Human Race.

No matter how one looked at it, Wuzhiqi was not the type to only care about venting his anger—there must be some other motive hidden within.

Although he had used the Profound Spirit Escape Armor to calculate his own Heavenly Secrets and found that the matter was indeed as Wuzhiqi had said, and that it was nearly a hundred percent beneficial to him with no harm,

Fang Longye still did not believe that Wuzhiqi truly intended to groom a junior.

This old ape was no benevolent old Divine Immortal, but a true old Demon.

If one were to compare cruelty with him, the Water Ape Great Sage, who had devoured countless Humans, would not even count for much.

Would such a person have no ulterior motives for him? As for the idea that Wuzhiqi was treating him differently because he was a friend of the Macaque King, Fang Longye found that even more ridiculous.

Let alone that he was merely a friend of the Macaque King.

Even the Macaque King himself, in the eyes of an old demon like Wuzhiqi, was nothing more than a descendant with some utility value.

To be schemed against when necessary, and to be sacrificed when necessary.

Fang Longye himself held this very mindset.

Judging others by himself, he did not believe that an old demon like Wuzhiqi, who had lived for who knows how many Yuanhui, would have any sentiment to speak of.

This guidance he had given him must contain some scheme.

"The lotus flower is the seal; this is my true body. You helped me break the seal, and I have finally stepped out of the control of the Buddha!"

Fang Longye inexplicably thought of a line from a movie scene he had seen in his past life.

It was truly quite similar to the current situation.

"Could it be that he wants to use my hand to break free?"

It was very likely.

Fang Longye's eyes flashed, as if he had grasped some clue.

Only—

At the thought of the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon, all innate beings, laid out before him, he could not help but feel a sense of covetousness.

An open scheme! Fang Longye sighed in his heart.

Although he could not yet be certain if Wuzhiqi's action was to borrow his hand to break free,

it was certain that there was an ulterior motive.

Yet, knowing full well that there was an ulterior motive,

to ask him to abandon the idea of the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon now was something he truly could not do.

Especially when there was no harm to him.

"Hmm," Fang Longye calculated, "although I don't know what realm these nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon are in."

"But judging solely from the fact that the Sea Dragon Kings are Taiyi Golden Immortals, these nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon are certainly not that simple."

"It seems I must plan this carefully!"

Fang Longye thought to himself.

After all, he was still just a small fry of a Golden Immortal; even if the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon were placed before him now, he would not be able to devour them.

Let alone use secret techniques to refine them.

After a moment of reverie, he shook his head and laughed, no longer wasting his thoughts on this matter. When the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally go straight; it was still too early to discuss this now.

What was important at the moment was not thinking about this, but exploring that Secret Realm of the battlefield between the Longbo Clan and the Giant Ao Clan.

Since returning to that Water Mansion in the Huai River and having a small gathering with the nephew and uncle, the Macaque King, Fang Longye had proposed his departure.

Afterward, he did not return to his Daoist temple or anything of the sort, but instead followed the route in the memories of the Divine Turtle, flying all the way toward the Primordial Deep Sea.

He intended to go to the Secret Realm that the Divine Turtle had encountered to try his luck.

It was not that he could not sit still and had to wander around at some risk, unable to settle his heart to cultivate properly.

He wanted to as well!

The key was that he sensed that if he did not make a trip to this Secret Realm now, he would surely miss out on the fortuitous opportunity within.

In other words, if he did not go to this battlefield Secret Realm now, someone else would soon get there first.

How could that be? He had long since regarded the Secret Realm that the Divine Turtle encountered as his own opportunity.

Now that the duck in his hand was about to fly away, he was naturally unwilling.

Therefore, he immediately canceled his previously planned intention to return to his Daoist temple for a period of closed-door cultivation.

He rushed toward this deep sea area in a hurry.

The current Fang Longye had a deep understanding of the path of time and space, and his 'Flying Body Tracing' divine ability was already approaching small success.

Shuttling through the void, a single thought could cover a distance of millions or even tens of millions of miles.

Thus, he quickly found the sea area where the Divine Turtle had entered that Secret Realm.

"Where is it?"

Fang Longye frowned.

Sweeping his gaze across, there was only the vast, billowing waves.

There was nothing else.

The Divine Carrier had only entered that battlefield Secret Realm by chance; in his memory, he only had the location of this sea area, but not the specific location of the Secret Realm.

Fortunately, after a great deal of effort, he finally found the location of that Secret Realm using 'Seeing Through Walls'.

"A layer of barrier?"

At the bottom of the deep sea, Fang Longye gently brushed his palm over the seawater in front of him; it looked no different, yet there existed an invisible barrier that isolated everything.

It masked everything in the surroundings, then pulled it apart completely, forming a type of special distorted space.

This feeling did not feel like opening up space; it was more like space had developed a fault and overlap, as if a fragment were stacked on the seabed.

Following his touch, without any warning, the surrounding space suddenly collapsed, revealing a pitch-black, gaping hole.

"A spatial rift?"

However, a peculiar point was that this spatial rift seemed not to exist on the seabed; after it emerged, not a single drop of seawater could backflow into it.

"Boom—!"

From within the large hole, a terrifying rumbling sound actually came.

Fang Longye stared at that pitch-black hole, his gaze solemn.

Just standing here, he could feel the terrifying Aura emanating from within.

He felt a bit hesitant; originally there was nothing to waver about, but when the matter arrived at his doorstep, standing here,

he realized that this place was definitely not simple. Before even entering, just standing at this hole and feeling these Auras made one feel a sense of palpitation.

Summoning the Mysterious Spirit Escape Armor, he performed another calculation and found that the Heavenly Secrets indicated there was no danger, only surprise.

After his thoughts turned a few times, he immediately made a decision.

Without further hesitation, looking at the pitch-black hole before him, his body flashed and he plunged straight into the hole.

……

A feeling of the world turning upside down washed over him.

Soon, this feeling vanished without a trace, and Fang Longye discovered he had arrived in a desolate land.

An ancient Aura rushed toward his face.

"In the ancient times, this was a battlefield fragment where the Longbo Clan and the Giant Ao Clan fought to the death."

Fang Longye was fully armed, releasing a host of Spirit Treasures, and the Mysterious Spirit Escape Armor above his head lowered thousands of rays of Mysterious Yellow Merit Golden Light.

It firmly protected him within.

He cast his gaze outward.

He suddenly realized that his divine sense and detection-type supernatural abilities were severely restricted here, having almost no effect, and could only detect scenes within a radius of ten thousand miles.

He saw that the light between heaven and earth was dim and gloomy, like a deathly still twilight, wreathed in faint black mist. The earth was thoroughly soaked with blood, presenting a reddish-brown color, cold, hard, and withered. It was desolate and empty, with the ground covered in scattered attack imprints.

Every imprint exuded a chilling murderous intent.

If not for the Mysterious Spirit Escape Armor above his head, Fang Longye would have long since triggered these attack imprints and been enveloped by the sky-filling attacks.

He stepped forward, heading toward the depths.

At the same time, with the assistance of various Spirit Treasures, he carefully collected these attack imprints one by one into his Inner World.

The masters who unleashed these attack imprints were all extraordinary, each leaving behind their own Dao essence. Collecting them into his Inner World was also excellent for gaining insights.

Walking along the way, the surrounding scenery remained the same.

Perhaps because the place where he appeared belonged to the periphery of this battlefield, he had not yet seen any Corpse remains, weapons, or Spirit Treasures.

Only the increase in attack imprints on the ground indicated that he was continuously penetrating deeper into this battlefield.

Gradually, broken weapons began to appear.

The first thing that caught his eye was a large spear, broken in half and stuck in the ground, with fresh blood even dripping around the spear shaft.

It was like a mountain peak.

As he went deeper, he saw more and more relics of the two clans.

However, whether they were remains or divine weapons and Spirit Treasures, they were all in a state of extreme disrepair.

Armor fragments, shattered Spirit Treasures, a severed arm of the Longbo Clan over a thousand miles long, hill-like fragments of Ao shell, blackened bloodstains...

All were wreathed in thick baleful energy—Fang Longye didn't care about the details and collected them all into his Inner World.

"Even if it's trash, it still has its uses!"

Fang Longye said in his heart.

……

He walked all the way through.

Behind him, it was clean.

Even the ground no longer retained its original reddish-brown color.

The entire ground, along with the bloodstains, had been excavated, revealing the bare Earth Vein stone bed underneath.

If it weren't for the fact that this Earth Vein stone bed had lost all its spiritual energy with the passage of time,

he would have likely extracted even the Earth Vein stone bed and collected it into his Inner World.

"This is?"

Suddenly, Fang Longye's gaze sharpened, and he looked straight toward a point a thousand miles away.

He saw a Corpse of a Giant Ao stuck upside down on a sharp mountain peak not far away.

This Giant Ao Corpse was huge; at a glance, one could not see the end of it, and the entire body was pierced through the sharp mountain peak, ignoring the defense of the Ao shell.

Black-red filthy blood was splattered all over the ground, dragging out long trails along the mountain peak.

Fang Longye hurried forward, only to see that the turtle body was tens of millions of miles in size, like an ancient continent; every raised ridge on the Turtle Shell looked like a vast, boundless mountain range.

However, as he approached.

This unimaginably massive Corpse of the giant turtle, under the subtle fluctuations caused by his body moving, instantly turned to dust and vanished.

Nothing was left—even the turtle shell no longer existed, leaving only Calamity ash all over the ground.

"Bad luck!"

Having been excited for nothing—Fang Longye, unwilling to give up, groped that sharp mountain peak, only to discover it was just an ordinary mountain peak.

It was entirely because the existence that killed this giant turtle was too powerful; even holding a toothpick could have pierced its turtle shell.

Continuing to walk forward, as time passed, he saw more and more complete Corpses.

Yet, many were just like the turtle clan Corpse he had encountered before; they looked intimidating and radiated powerful auras, but they were all show and no substance.

The moment they were touched, they vanished into thin air.

They didn't leave him a single thing, which infuriated him to no end.

Up to this point, there was only one Longbo Corpse and one giant turtle slough, whose realm was unknown, but their essence had only leaked away by half and they had not been destroyed.

He had stored them in his own Inner World.

Fang Longye put away another broken blade and looked toward the distance of ten thousand miles, unable to help but be stunned.

He saw that starting from six thousand miles ahead, some vegetation had actually grown, presenting spots of green, which was completely out of place with the previous desolation.

Fang Longye composed his expression and continued to walk forward, though he became guarded in his heart.

As the saying goes, when things are abnormal, there must be a demon.

He had to be on guard.

Gradually, the green vegetation became more numerous, thicker, and taller, until in the end, it was like a vast, dark green grassland with a faint glow.

Everywhere he looked was waist-high dark green grass, carrying the freshness of grass mixed with soil.

However, Fang Longye did not relax because of this; instead, he became even more vigilant.

It was only because along this entire journey, there hadn't been a single severed limb or fragment of a Spirit Treasure.

It was too abnormal! "Good fellow, these grasses are quite tough! Each blade is comparable to tempered steel~"

Fang Longye looked at these long grasses that shimmered with a cold, dark green light and chuckled.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

He flicked his hand, and a wave of Qi surged; the grass blades swayed and collided, sounding like iron swords clashing.

"This grass can also be considered a type of spirit plant; I must transplant some."

Just as he was pondering this.

Before he could make a move, he heard a *xiu xiu xiu* sound, and he saw countless blood-red vines rushing toward him, covering the sky and earth.

"Hmph!"

Fang Longye let out a cold snort, swung the Panlong Spear in his hand, and instantly slashed those blood-colored vines to the ground.

A fragrance of vegetation mixed with blood essence rushed toward his face.

He saw that they were covered in barbs and seemed to have a life of their own, still twisting constantly, with bright red liquid flowing from the severed ends.

That fragrance originated from this.

However, although the juice was fragrant, it could not hide its thick, bloodthirsty nature.

"Good fellow, this could even rival a Golden Immortal!" Fang Longye raised an eyebrow; he didn't care about the fragrance but was instead amazed by the power of these vines.

A single vine alone had power comparable to a Golden Immortal.

It was only because he had various Spirit Treasures to protect his body that he didn't fear their intrusion.

Otherwise, with two fists struggling against four hands, it would truly be difficult to deal with these vines that clearly possessed bloodthirsty supernatural abilities.

"Follow them!"

Seeing that these vines retreated the moment they were injured, Fang Longye immediately followed them without stopping.

These vines were clearly just branches extended from a main vine; the main vine hidden in an unknown place might even be comparable to a Taiyi! If he could collect it, even if he just raised it in his Dao field, it would count as a form of protection.

Following them closely, after spending quite some time, Fang Longye finally found the main vine.

The root of this main vine looked like ginseng, was entirely bright red, and was over ten feet tall.

Vines covered its entire body, and even from a thousand miles away from the main vine, one could still smell a thick, bloody stench.

However, this bloody stench did not come from this bloodthirsty spirit vine, but from the place where it grew.

He saw that this bloodthirsty spirit vine was rooted at the edge of a blood pool, and that bloody stench originated from there.

This blood pool was over ten thousand miles in radius, and inside, there was no telling how much viscous blood and baleful Qi had condensed, so red it was almost black.

Most of the vines of this bloodthirsty spirit vine grew around the blood pool, coiled in a full circle, as if guarding this blood pool.

And within that blood pool, bubbles were gurgling, never stopping, as if a peerless fierce creature was gestating inside.

No—it wasn't "as if."

Fang Longye sensed it repeatedly and confirmed that inside this blood pool, a peerless fierce creature was indeed gestating.

That aura was fierce to the extreme, and bloodthirsty to the extreme.

"So that's why all the complete Corpses I saw along the way turned to dust the moment they were touched!" Fang Longye realized with a start.

"It turns out the essence of those sloughs had all gathered into this blood pool!"

(End of chapter)