Chapter 427: Six-Cave Mountain Gate (Two-in-One)

Sun Lingtong was filled with shock and doubt.

At this moment, thoughts raced through his mind as he quickly reviewed everything he had just experienced.

"How exactly did I get hit by the petrification technique?"

The skin on his hands was still turning into stone. Sun Lingtong hurriedly tried to distinguish the details, confirming that this petrification technique was quite profound; he could not discern any of its underlying principles.

"This is a trap, one that kills without mercy! Before me, there might have already been many victims."

"No, that's not very likely."

"If that were the case, then that group of black-robed, hooded figures wouldn't have been so ostentatious in paying their respects to the mountain, performing sacrifices, and causing deaths."

"Moreover, they didn't even dare to enter the cave, clearly tacitly acknowledging that this Soul Transformation-level existence is still alive."

"I used the magic tool to excavate the treasure materials, and after the materials were transported into the mechanical dragon, I personally checked them over."

"It's these treasure materials that have a problem!"

Sun Lingtong analyzed the situation, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

The petrification technique was still eroding him, and his magic power suppression actually showed signs of drinking poison to quench thirst. Because the petrification technique came into contact with his magic power, it benefited from it, and the power of the technique began to increase.

"This won't do, I must explain the situation to Unlike Ning Zhuo immediately!"

"That group of black-robed cultivators cannot be lost; I must go find trouble for them and see what intelligence can be extracted through interrogation."

Sun Lingtong hurriedly sought to save himself.

On one hand, he controlled the mechanical dragon to leave the cave immediately and pursue the departing black-robed cultivators.

On the other hand, he wrote a flying letter and sent it directly into Unlike Ning Zhuo's room.

Speaking of Unlike Ning Zhuo, after receiving a round of criticism from Sun Lingtong, he returned to his own living quarters.

At first, he was still very calm.

He subconsciously wanted to sit in meditation to cultivate, but remembered that Sun Lingtong had forbidden him from doing so.

He then lay on the bed, deciding to sleep.

As a result, he closed his eyes, but could not fall asleep no matter what.

According to common sense, he had not yet fully recovered, the aftereffects of his qi deviation still remained, and he was physically and mentally exhausted. Under such circumstances, it should have been easy to fall asleep.

But reality was just the opposite; Unlike Ning Zhuo tossed and turned, his eyeballs moving constantly beneath his eyelids.

He took a light breath and opened his eyes abruptly.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, and after watching for a while, he sat up in irritation.

He did not maintain this posture for long before getting up again, changing to sit on the edge of the bed.

After sitting for a dozen breaths, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles and had no choice but to stand up.

Irritation.

Annoyance.

All kinds of negative emotions grew rapidly.

"Brother Linghu has been confined for so long, yet he is actually able to endure it; how truly impressive!"

"Boss Sun's lesson is absolutely correct."

"I can't even endure this little bit of free time; I feel irritated and feel like I'm wasting time."

"My mindset has undergone many subtle changes compared to before."

"Sigh..."

Unlike Ning Zhuo was so uncomfortable; reason told him that cultivation and doing things both required a balance of tension and relaxation, but his emotions were chaotic, causing him to pace and wander around the room constantly.

Just at this moment, a knocking sound came from the cabin door.

Unlike Ning Zhuo opened the cabin door and saw a flying letter fly into the cabin, naturally unfolding in the air.

"Why is Boss writing me a letter?"

Unlike Ning Zhuo was quite strange and cast his gaze over.

After reading it once, he understood the reason and his expression changed immediately: "Boss is in trouble!"

Unlike Ning Zhuo flicked his finger, shooting out a flame that drifted upward and burned the flying letter.

He immediately began to write a letter.

The mechanical dragon originally had a device that could allow Sun Lingtong to transmit sound to Unlike Ning Zhuo's living cabin. But Sun Lingtong worried that the Ten Thousand Mile Dragon would also be petrified, so he had already begun to minimize its range of use.

He was even more worried about Unlike Ning Zhuo's safety, so he used a flying letter to notify Unlike Ning Zhuo of what had happened, and in the letter, he instructed Unlike Ning Zhuo to burn the flying letter in time, not to enter the storage cabin or the dragon head cabin, and to stay as far away from Sun Lingtong as possible.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's flying letter was quickly delivered to Sun Lingtong's hands.

"At least Unlike Ning Zhuo knows the situation." Sun Lingtong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly read the contents of the flying letter.

In the letter, Unlike Ning Zhuo asked about Sun Lingtong's specific injuries and suggested cracking the flying letter that the hooded black-robed figures had actively sent into the giant cave earlier, but which Sun Lingtong had intercepted.

But in fact, Sun Lingtong had already begun to do so.

The flying letter was quickly cracked; in fact, the sender had not encrypted it.

Old Monster Shi Zhong:

We, the cultivators of the Six-Cave Sect, respectfully follow the orders of the Cave Master of Demon Heart, and hereby submit this letter, sincerely inviting the Old Monster to wake up.

Our Six-Cave Sect has long heard of the Old Monster's great name and has always admired your Earth-element divine abilities, which shake all directions. Now, the Imperial Court's great army is besieging the Thousand Peaks Forest, and the situation is critical; we need the Old Monster's assistance to display heavenly might and share in the joy of slaughter.

If you agree, the Six-Cave Sect will certainly reward you handsomely!

"This group of people is actually from the Six-Cave Sect?" Sun Lingtong naturally had long known about the feud between the Ning family and the Six-Cave Sect.

Sun Lingtong stared fixedly at a certain line of text above: "As the Six-Cave Sect side, the tone is one that treats Old Monster Shi Zhong and the Cave Master of Demon Heart as equals..."

"Could it be that Old Monster Shi Zhong was originally a Nascent Soul cultivator, and this time he tried to break through to a higher realm, but failed, resulting in his death?"

Sun Lingtong discovered some key intelligence, but it was far from enough.

Under his control, the Ten Thousand Mile Dragon easily followed the envoys of the Six-Cave Sect.

The envoys quickly descended the mountain and stood at the foot of the mountain, taking out their mounts, all of which were demon beasts like lions and tigers.

They were filled with anxiety, their brows deeply furrowed, and when they communicated with each other, they no longer used their spiritual sense, but spoke with words.

Along the way, they were all discussing how to report back.

Clearly, this diplomatic mission had ended in failure, putting them under great pressure.

Human life hanging by a thread!

During this process, Unlike Ning Zhuo specially used his divine ability to plant "Human Life Hanging by a Thread" on these four people one by one.

The black-robed cultivators' mounts were quite fast, and soon, they arrived at a station on the mountainside.

Through the teleportation array in the station, the four envoys left completely.

Generally, when tracking to this point, a cultivator could only sigh at the sky. But Sun Lingtong, who possessed the Ten Thousand Mile Dragon, was different.

This mechanical creation reached the Nascent Soul level and possessed the ability to traverse the void that only Nascent Souls had.

As for teleportation arrays, their principle was all void evasion and transport.

Therefore, Sun Lingtong decisively controlled the Ten Thousand Mile Dragon to directly escape into the void.

"Unlike Ning Zhuo, it's up to you!" Sun Lingtong communicated through the magic tool.

Unlike Ning Zhuo gave a hum and immediately activated his divine ability.

Upper Lower Dantian—Bright Mirror Spirit Light Lower Dantian.

The complete divine ability, resembling a white lotus with green leaves, immediately began to shine brilliantly.

Unlike Ning Zhuo could not help but open his mouth wide; although he could sense the four targets, the sensing in the void was completely different from the reality of the outside world.

Unlike Ning Zhuo felt left and right inverted, distance lost, and even the sky spinning and the earth turning.

For a time, he didn't even know how to describe it.

This process of traversing the void was still too profound for him, far exceeding the upper limit of his understanding.

Fortunately, he and Sun Lingtong had realized this point in advance. Unlike Ning Zhuo was only responsible for inputting what he sensed into the mechanical dragon, letting the Ten Thousand Mile Dragon play its own role.

A moment later, the dark curtain dissipated, the silver light expanded, and it turned into the real world.

Sun Lingtong was in the dragon head cabin, stared fixedly, and cheered: "Success, haha, Unlike Ning Zhuo, well done!"

Unlike Ning Zhuo had already collapsed on the ground, his whole body numb, and the spiritual sense mirror in his mind was almost completely shattered.

He gasped for breath, dizzy for a while, unable to move.

The four black-robed cultivators walked off the teleportation array.

Sun Lingtong controlled the Ten Thousand Mile Dragon, carefully continuing to follow behind the four black-robed cultivators.

Walking out of the hall where the teleportation array was placed, Sun Lingtong came to the outdoors.

Only to see that on this giant pillar of heaven wood, stone buildings stood in great numbers, with tall buildings and low houses, mainly in gray and black colors.

The sky was covered with a layer of purple-black poisonous mist all year round, blocking the sunlight.

The four black-robed cultivators did not dare to linger, walking straight onto the main road and climbing quickly toward the mountain peak.

On the road, they encountered other cultivators of the Six-Cave Sect from time to time. These cultivators were almost all wearing black robes and gray robes, with cold or fierce expressions. Many cultivators were followed by lion and tiger beasts, and some cultivators played with poisonous scorpions, or centipedes, and other such gu insects.

On the mountainside, Sun Lingtong looked into the distance and saw a huge martial arts arena.

Inside the martial arts arena, a large group of cultivators were killing each other, fresh blood flying, and the onlookers roared excitedly, the sound waves spreading out in waves. From time to time, cultivators fell completely, losing their lives.

Clearly, the competition among the cultivators within the Six-Cave Sect was far more brutal than in the Myriad Medicine Sect!

The four cultivators broke through the gate tower and stepped onto the main hall at the top of the mountain.

The guards intercepted them, and someone turned and entered the hall to report.

Not long after, the guards let them pass.

The four black-robed cultivators looked at each other, all biting the bullet, walking on the main road, and finally stepping into the majestic main hall.

The interior of the main hall was incomparably wide, the dome hung high, and the surrounding walls were painted with various murals. Some murals described fierce mountains and evil waters with miserable mist, some murals depicted countless cultivators fighting fiercely, and some were scenes of bloody sacrifices. The characters in the murals all had one common feature, that is, regardless of whether they were crying or laughing, their expressions were all very ferocious.

The floor of the main hall was paved with pitch-black mysterious iron, cold and hard.

A faint fragrance permeated the air, mixed with a trace of nauseating fishy smell.

In the central area of the main hall, six pitch-black stone pillars stood respectively.

The shape of each stone pillar was also quite different.

The middle and upper sections of the stone pillars were all hollowed out, carved into seats or cloud beds.

The four cultivators walked to the central area of the six stone pillars and bowed their heads.

On the stone pillars, three seats were empty, and the remaining three had cultivators sitting or lying on them.

These three all had surging Nascent Soul auras, each with different visions.

One sat upright on a throne; he was tall, naked from the waist up, and his whole body was covered with black-purple scales. At this time, he closed his eyes tightly, and his motionless appearance was like a stone sculpture.

One sat cross-legged on a futon, but his whole body was covered with a layer of bloody light and shadow; his figure was blurry, but his aura was surging, as if the sound of waves was spreading out in waves.

The third one lay on the bed, with her back to the outside. She wore a semi-transparent purple cloud gauze, her waist and back lines were soft and beautiful, full of temptation. But on her buttocks, a giant scorpion tail grew out. The poisonous sting at the end was shining with cold light.

The four cultivators bowed in a grand ceremony.

Through their words, Sun and Ning immediately understood the identities of the three Nascent Soul cultivators in front of them.

The tall man covered in scales was the Cave Master of Demon Heart.

The one covered in bloody light and shadow was the Cave Master of Blood Shadow.

The charming female cultivator lying down with her back to the crowd was the Cave Master of Poison Scorpion.

The Cave Master of Demon Heart opened his eyes; his eyes were clearly cultivated through secret techniques, without normal human pupils, and there was only a blood-red vortex in his eye sockets, which was constantly rotating by itself.

Hearing the report of his subordinates, the Cave Master of Demon Heart spoke slowly, his voice low: "Hmph, you sacrificed more than a dozen Qi Refining fellow disciples, and you didn't even see the face of Old Monster Shi Zhong. You failed in your work, all go die."

The four cultivators knelt on the ground, just wanting to open their mouths to beg for mercy.

Bang bang bang.

After a series of explosions, their chests all burst open, and four hearts flew out.

The fresh hearts flew in front of the Cave Master of Demon Heart, and the scales in the center of the latter's chest suddenly split open, revealing a vertical slit the size of a palm.

The slit opened, revealing a blood-red heart, on which black tendons were like coiling dragons, and also like tree roots, densely entangled.

Every time the Demon Heart beat, it would detonate a heart in front of it.

The essence of the shattered hearts was successively thrown into the slit in the chest and swallowed by the Demon Heart.

On the other side, the Cave Master of Blood Shadow on the black pillar let out a cold laugh.

The bloody light and shadow covering him also divided into a strand, shining on the four corpses.

The four corpses with burst chests withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, almost all their essence and blood were sucked out, and finally merged into the blood light of the Cave Master of Blood Shadow.

As for the Cave Master of Poison Scorpion, she also slightly shook the scorpion tail behind her.

The cold light of the scorpion tail flashed in mid-air.

Immediately, the withered corpses all turned into four pools of purple poisonous water.

The poisonous water quickly turned into purple smoke, steaming upward, and gathered on the scorpion tail.

The Cave Master of Poison Scorpion let out a laugh: "The great war is imminent, yet we are slaughtering sect disciples and cultivating demonic arts. When the Great Cave Master returns and finds that there are a hundred or eighty fewer cultivators in the sect, he will definitely be furious. Hehehe."

The Cave Master of Blood Shadow let out a cold hum: "Nowadays, the vanguard army of the Imperial Court's crusade has approached the Thousand Peaks Forest, and the follow-up great army is constantly marching over. Even if the Great Cave Master is angry, what can he do at this juncture? How can a few Qi Refining cultivators compare to our Nascent Soul-level combat power?"

The Cave Master of Demon Heart's voice was low: "Even Old Monster Shi Zhong couldn't be invited; what is the use of keeping such trash? The only use is to serve as materials to help us increase a trace of cultivation."

"The great war is imminent, and at the critical moment, it is very likely that this slight difference in cultivation will determine life and death!"

The Cave Master of Poison Scorpion laughed again: "Hehe, that Old Monster Shi Zhong was born from a ten-thousand-year-old earth essence, most likes quiet, and has the longest age. Inviting him out of the mountain was the most difficult task from the beginning. Second Cave Master, you have used this method to eliminate many of the sect's rising stars; I think we can slow down. After all, without these cannon fodder, do you mean we have to go down to the field in the early stages of the great war?"

The Cave Master of Blood Shadow let out a cold hum: "Poison Scorpion, you speak nicely. The real reason is that your love poison has reached a bottleneck and needs to spend a period of time refining before you can continue to progress."

"You are worried that if we continue to cultivate like this, your share will be missing, right."

The Cave Master of Poison Scorpion was exposed, but it didn't matter: "Hehehe, so what if you see through me?"

"My love poison must collect the freshest emotions. This kind of horror, fear, terror, and anger before death is the best material for refining poison."

"What's wrong with you two slowing down?"

"The hearts and essence blood of these Qi Refining cultivators are of little help to the two of you, and are dispensable."

The Cave Master of Blood Shadow let out a cold hum: "You and I are both leaders of the Six-Cave Sect, helping each other is naturally fine. Then, what about the reward?"

The Cave Master of Poison Scorpion's scorpion tail swayed, throwing out two things.

One was a blood-evil demon stone the size of a fist, and the other was a section of a mechanical carriage.

"Nascent Soul-level blood-evil demon stone, not bad, not bad." The Cave Master of Blood Shadow put away the demon stone, very satisfied.

The Cave Master of Demon Heart said unhappily: "Poison Scorpion, you want to dismiss me with just a magic tool-level mechanical carriage? Do you know that you are provoking me and insulting me?"

The Cave Master of Poison Scorpion gave a charming laugh: "Little sister wouldn't dare. Second Brother Demon Heart, look carefully, this mechanical carriage is a magic tool on the surface, but it is actually a magic treasure level, just disguised very cleverly."

"Back then, we plotted against the Ning family and confiscated a large amount of their wealth. We all misjudged it, and this mechanical carriage was treated as a magic tool and rewarded."

"Once, I accidentally discovered the mystery of this mechanical carriage, so I designed to harm that disciple and captured this object."

"Second Brother Demon Heart, isn't your son Lin You always plotting for the Pale Savage Elephant?"

"This is not good."

"The new Elephant King is very protective of his shortcomings, and with a great enemy approaching, we must unite that group of White-Toothed Elephants."

"Lin You, this kid, loves to show off, nothing more than wanting a mount to show off his power. With this mechanical carriage, with a little modification, he will definitely be satisfied."

The Cave Master of Demon Heart then revealed a trace of a smile, took the initiative to reach out, and put away the mechanical carriage.

"Good, these past few days, You'er has indeed been quite noisy."

"Poison Scorpion, you have a heart."

The Cave Master of Poison Scorpion gave a charming laugh: "As long as Second Brother is satisfied!"

The Cave Master of Blood Shadow let out a cold hum: "Poison Scorpion, you spent a small amount of money to do a big thing, I admire you, I admire you."

Inside the mechanical dragon, Unlike Ning Zhuo was trembling with anger!

He recognized that mechanical carriage; it was exactly the object his mother had described to him, which she had ridden back then, convenient for nurturing the fetus.

"Could it be that mother was because this carriage was snatched, and after a long journey, she moved the fetal qi?"

"Poison Scorpion, and Demon Heart!"

"Six-Cave Sect!"

"I swear, I must take back the mechanical carriage!"

Just as Unlike Ning Zhuo made up his mind, the Cave Master of Demon Heart suddenly revealed a strange expression.

This Nascent Soul-level demonic cultivator spoke: "Something is wrong."

"What?" The Cave Master of Blood Shadow asked.

The Cave Master of Poison Scorpion laughed: "If Second Brother is not satisfied, little sister can add some more."

The Cave Master of Demon Heart had a solemn face and shook his head slowly: "I ate these hearts, but I have a feeling of foreign objects, as if something was mixed in."

Speaking of this, he immediately activated his magic technique.

For a time, demonic qi overflowed, radiating throughout the main hall, conducting a powerful investigation.

The investigation was fruitless.

The Cave Master of Demon Heart then activated another magic technique.

Demonic qi surged wildly, like giant waves, shaking the entire main hall.

In the dragon head cabin, Sun Lingtong gritted his teeth, sweating all over with nervousness.

And outside the cabin, Unlike Ning Zhuo's mechanical ring shrank suddenly.

"Not good!"

"Boss, run!!"

Unlike Ning Zhuo shouted subconsciously.

Hearing Unlike Ning Zhuo's voice, Sun Lingtong was startled; his brain hadn't reacted yet, but his body moved first, immediately opening the Ten Thousand Mile Dragon to run wildly toward the outside of the hall.

Bang!

The next moment, the door of the main hall closed with a bang.

The Cave Master of Demon Heart laughed loudly, his momentum rising suddenly, standing up slowly like a giant standing between heaven and earth.

The red clouds in his eye sockets accelerated their rotation, and his invisible vision firmly locked onto the Ten Thousand Mile Dragon.

"Hahaha, rats peeping at my Six-Cave Sect, what great courage!"

"All go die for me!!"

The Demon Heart in his body beat with a bang.

In the mechanical dragon, Unlike Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong both spat blood.

At the critical moment of life and death, the Ten Thousand Mile Dragon escaped into the void.

The blood light of the Cave Master of Blood Shadow followed closely, shooting into the mechanical dragon body, quickly dyeing the dragon body red.

Run, run, run!

Sun Lingtong's hair stood on end, his whole mind filled with only this thought.

As for Unlike Ning Zhuo, his heart almost burst, and he fell to the ground, fainting.