Chapter 264: Unprovoked Disaster, Overwhelming Calamity

At first, the thunder spirit was just a point of silver light, but later it was a rolling silver smoke. Wherever it passed, the various spells cast by several rogue cultivators immediately turned into fly ash.

The burly man struck, and it was a green-scaled giant python formed from mysterious light, its fangs terrifying, nearly ten zhang long and as thick as a water barrel, with every scale shimmering with spiritual light. It was clearly a magic art refined by tempering the soul of a demonic python.

Because this green-scaled python had no physical body, its movement speed was extremely fast, and it opened its mouth to swallow the silver light, which was also extremely fast. The thunder spirit lacked spirituality, and although its speed was faster, it did not know how to dodge, and was swallowed into the belly by the green-scaled python. A stream of Sha Qi surged, wanting to refine it.

Qian Chen, who was watching the show from afar, couldn't help but let out a light "Eh." This stream of Sha Qi, although it seemed a bit shallow in Qian Chen's eyes, was at the level of the seven streams of Sha Qi on the Seven Sha Banner back then.

This magic spell actually had quite a bit to look at.

Although the green-scaled python swallowed a silver light, there were still several silver lights shot from the thunder pool. The other seven silver lights were stimulated by the Sha Qi, and their instinctual reaction was to gather toward the green-scaled python.

The dots of silver light carried electric light. Although they were only nurtured on the edge of the Lei Hai, their heat was shallow compared to the golden thunder spirits Qian Chen had seen before, but the thunder light carried by the thunder spirit was already only below the Divine Thunder.

Seven shots were fired at once, hooking the thunder spirit in the belly of the green-scaled python, and colliding with the green-black Sha Qi carried by the green-scaled python. Eight dots of silver light shuttled through the green-black Sha Qi, and the collision of thunder energy and Yin Sha energy made a crackling sound, emitting a thunder-like sound. After fighting for a while, the eight silver lights shattered the green-scaled python into a cloud of smoke.

The big man snorted, his face turned pale, revealing an expression of pain mixed with heartache. He hurriedly summoned the green-black smoke back and swallowed it into his belly.

"I can easily take down one thunder spirit, and even if two come together, my demon spirit essence refined with Yin Sha energy can barely cope... But the thunder spirit gathers and scatters as it wishes, and one move affects the whole body. Eight of them move together, which is not easy to deal with!" The big man said with heartache: "Breaking this most powerful demon spirit essence is equivalent to abolishing thirty percent of my means, and I can't refine it back in a month... Why don't you hurry up and take out your means at the bottom of the box?"

A black-robed cultivator heard this and waved his hand to sprinkle a layer of pitch-black miasma. Its quality was gloomy, and it had already refined half a water phase—half like smoke, half like water, just like the ink sprayed by an octopus in the sea, sprinkling toward the eight thunder rays.

"Be careful!"

At this time, a talisman suddenly flew out of Senior Liang's body, protecting himself and the big man in a group of golden light. The golden light carried a trace of divine power, and it was actually a genuine Three-Mountain Talisman that had been blessed by the Wei Chenghuang.

It was this line of difference.

Hearing Senior Liang's shout, the cultivators who reacted one after another sacrificed their protective magic spells and magic artifacts.

Luo Shan lay on the ground, sinking half a foot into the soil like a puddle of mud.

The charming woman's figure transformed into a stream of light, flying back a hundred feet quickly. The weakest rogue cultivators all knew their own limits and trailed far behind, so there was no danger at this time. Only the two or three cultivators who relied on their extraordinary cultivation, had greed for that Long Xucao, and did not react, looked up and saw the scorching thunder light rushing toward their faces...

Luo Shan's hair stood up all over his body, and a numb electric light grazed past, causing the skin on his back to be scorched and burning!

With a few screams, the two rogue cultivators and the black-clothed cultivator who couldn't dodge were all shrouded in thunder light.

The rolling water-sinking smoke was bombarded by thunder light, and collapsed in an instant in that intense thunder light.

The black-clothed cultivator screamed.

"Idiots!" Senior Liang scolded angrily: "In this secret realm, there are countless monsters. Why are only thunder spirits listed as one of the harms?"

"That's because this thing is neither spirit nor monster, but transformed from a stream of thunder essence. It only counts as half a living being, and cannot go against its own nature—its nature is to explode!"

"In front of the supreme Yang energy of thunder, playing with your gloomy magic spells, it's no wonder it doesn't explode!"

Senior Liang looked up, but what entered his eyes was the tragic scene of several charred corpses by the thunder pool. Before the narrow cave entrance, the several cultivators who traveled together had already suffered disaster. The cultivator who had just tried to defile the thunder spirit with magic spells now only had half a lower leg standing on the ground. His body above had turned into charcoal and splashed behind him, burning into a twisted human-shaped black shadow on the ground.

The wound on his leg was charred like charcoal, and not even a drop of blood could flow out, but it was even more cruel than the scene of blood splashing five steps.

The eight thunder spirits, at this time, only three remained, transformed from a point of silver light—the largest was the size of a head, and the smallest was like a clenched baby's fist of electric group.

The thunder light flickered into a group, jumping in mid-air.

Senior Liang gritted his teeth, and his Daoist robe suddenly flew out, transforming into his appearance. Immediately, Senior Liang split into two, a shadow split from his body and fled toward the back, while his true body stood in place. The spiritual energy fluctuation on the Daoist robe startled the three thunder spirits, and the thunder fire jumped like fireballs, shooting toward the direction the Daoist robe flew.

At this time, Senior Liang and the big man took the opportunity to cross the thunder pool and pounce into the cave.

Luo San and the charming woman were slightly closer, but they also seized the opportunity to follow. The other rogue cultivators who were trailing far behind were just about to act, when they saw the Daoist robe shattered by a group of thunder fire. The other two flickering thunder spirits were attracted by the thunder pool and returned to the sky above the thunder pool.

These few rogue cultivators hesitated for a few breaths, most of them decisively gave up and turned to collect spirit grasses elsewhere. Only a few who were unwilling to give up were still wandering nearby, collecting Thunder Dew Grass while staring at the movement of the concave narrow gap.

Senior Liang, the big man, Luo San, and the charming woman, four people, pounced into the cave. They saw that the cave was only three zhang deep, the entrance was narrow, but it became open as they went deep into the cave.

And the Long Xucao only had a hundred plants at the entrance. The deeper they went into the cave, the higher the quality, but the smaller the quantity. The one at the very end was like an ancient vine, as thick as a thumb, deep purple all over, climbing on a jade wall emitting thunder light, winding like a dragon.

Senior Liang gasped, the Long Xucao at the entrance was as thin as hair, only a foot long, naturally drooping, like weeds, and was already worth a lot. And this grass king, rooted in the jade wall, was all top-grade thunder-attribute spirit jade, not to mention the root of that dragon beard "vine," which had a protrusion emitting jade light on the dragon-head-like vine root.

The spirit grass already had a Jiao shape—is this still Long Xucao?

Just this jade wall alone, if broken, would be enough to exchange for his entire family fortune.

And this spirit medicine, which had at least a thousand years of heat, I'm afraid it could make the four major aristocratic families occupying this secret realm fight fiercely and search all the rogue cultivators in the secret realm.

The little monster he saw earlier stood blankly in front of the spirit root, seemingly hesitant.

The little person the size of a baby's fist, holding his finger, stood on the spirit root, staring at a touch of jade color like a dragon's horn, his brows slightly frowned, somewhat distressed.

"Haha, can't pull it out, right!" The big man laughed.

Senior Liang glared at him and said with lingering fear: "It's good that it's this kind of whole plant spirit root. If it were a vermilion fruit or something where the medicinal effect is all on the spirit fruit, and this little thing took a bite, do you know how much we would lose?"

"Little thing!" The big man waved his hand: "Go away, go away! Today we have this big treasure, so we won't catch you little thing! Otherwise, this kind of spirit monster is really rare! Selling it to aristocratic family children can be worth a lot!"

Senior Liang looked at Er Dao Shen twice and hesitated: "This little thing, why does it look a bit like a spirit monster named Er Dao Shen? It shouldn't be!"

The big man asked: "What's wrong? With this precious spirit root in front, who cares about the origin of this little monster."

"No!" Senior Liang stopped him: "Er Dao Shen, this kind of monster, can report everything, half demon and half god, and has quite a spiritual response. It is born from the gathering of human spiritual energy! But this Lei Hai secret realm had no people at all before it was discovered. Other thunder spirit mouse monsters can be nurtured, but how can this kind of monster that needs human energy to nourish survive?"

"I'm afraid this monster was raised by someone to seek treasures in the secret realm!"

Er Dao Shen stood on the Long Xucao Vine for a long time, and finally turned its head and flew toward the cave entrance in frustration, obviously wanting to leave!

"Can't let it go!" Senior Liang shouted sharply.

"It's not that we can't let it go, but you can't go either!" A handsome young master spread his folding fan and didn't know when he had already stood at the cave entrance. Behind him were four Western Kunlun slaves with dark skin and condensed blood, carrying a longevity coffin stone sarcophagus painted with pines, deer, and lingzhi on four sides.

Senior Liang's face changed drastically: "Western Kunlun slaves carrying a coffin, this is the fourth elder of the Jin family, a Core Formation old monster! You are the Nineteenth Young Master of the Jin family, Jin Wuwang."

The big man hurriedly said: "I don't know that it was the spirit monster raised by the Jin family seeking treasures first. We were reckless and absolutely dare not compete with the Jin family for this thousand-year spirit medicine. We withdraw from the competition, and hope that the senior will give us some face..."

"Spirit medicine?" Jin Wuwang laughed loudly: "This spirit medicine was discovered by my Jin family long ago. Putting it here is just to fish!"

Senior Liang's face turned blue and white, and he said in a deep voice: "We are just mere rogue cultivators, and we have never been valued by aristocratic families. Even if we accumulate our family fortune for a lifetime, I'm afraid it won't enter your eyes. Why use such a big bait to fish for us little fish?"

Jin Wuwang sneered: "You have self-knowledge. You are just miscellaneous fish. What my Jin family wants to fish is this little thing!"

He pointed to Er Dao Shen, who was blank, with his head tilted, looking like a little idiot.

"What Er Dao Shen, what human energy nourishment? No knowledge... The true identity of this little thing is an innate deity nurtured by the Lei Hai. Its divine light is pure and incomparable, and even the Wei Chenghuang and Mountain God conferred by the Dao Academy cannot compare to it! How can Er Dao Shen, this kind of miscellaneous god little monster, compare to it?"

Er Dao Shen came back to its senses, babbled and shouted angrily, its tone carrying a trace of grievance.

As if to say—how do you talk?

Let's talk properly, why are you scolding people?

Jin Wuwang sneered: "Do you know that I have been tracking this little thing for more than a month! Why did the magnetic peak containing Yuan Magnetic Divine Iron captured by the Lei family a month ago not have time to be excavated? And was rolled away by the Yuan Magnetic storm? Because besides the Yuan Magnetic Divine Iron, there was a more precious Dan Su Spirit Grass on the magnetic peak, but in front of that group of idiots of the Lei family, it was stolen by this little thing!"

Er Dao Shen's eyes rolled around, not knowing what it was pondering.

Jin Wuwang said: "Our four families, Jin, Lei, Xin, and Tao, have discovered this little thing appearing beside precious spirit medicines and spirit materials time and time again. Often we only see a shadow, and the most precious spirit medicine on the magnetic peak drifting out of the Lei Hai disappears with it. This little thing is extremely tricky, and it only picks the best things, and doesn't look down on the rest, and its escape method is truly superb. Without using this precious Long Xucao Vine, it's really hard to lure it out."

"And this is just the spirit medicine discovered by our four families. As an innate god of the Lei Hai, its familiarity with this place is far better than ours. If we catch it, wouldn't there be ten times, a hundred times more spirit medicines?"

Qian Chen, who was watching the show from afar, shook his head slightly. It's more than a hundred times!

They don't know that Er Dao Shen's entry and exit of the Lei Hai is like going home, and its range of activities is far wider than they imagined. Not to mention the ordinary Lei Hai, even in the deepest part of the Lei Hai, that thousand-zhang magnetic peak that nurtures thunder beads, Er Dao Shen relies on its own skills and Qian Chen's face, and it can come and go freely.

Jin Wuwang disdained to hide it, but Senior Liang's heart sank as he listened—if he had any reservations, it could be said that they still had a chance to sell themselves to survive, but now that so many things were told frankly, it was enough to show that Jin Wuwang didn't intend to let any of them live.

"Nineteenth Young Master!" An old voice came from the coffin: "Why talk to these ant-like rogue cultivators about these things? Kill them quickly, don't hinder me from catching this little thing! Its escape method is truly extraordinary! If it weren't for bringing this 'Raise Coffin to Get Rich and Fall into Trouble' array, how could we block it?"

Jin Wuwang bowed slightly toward the coffin carried by the Western Kunlun slaves: "Yes, Zangshan Laozu!"

Hearing this, Senior Liang sneered: "What spirit medicine? The truly precious thing is this innate deity! Old Monster Jin, I have long heard that your lifespan is about to end, and you can only rely on evil methods to continue your life. You found a group of Western Kunlun slaves to use their witchcraft to cover up the demonic means of continuing your life. Although you are the fourth elder of the Jin family, your cultivation is not as good as those who came later. In fact, you are the oldest among the several Core Formation elders."

"You want to refine this deity! I'm afraid you want to refine it, switch to the Divine Path, and continue your life for another generation!"

At this time, there was silence in the coffin!

Jin Wuwang didn't dare to breathe hard either. Luo San and the charming woman were sweating profusely, and they were terrified from the moment they heard the words "Core Formation Old Monster."

The difference in Dao practice is better than any magic artifact, supernatural power, or means.

Don't look at Senior Liang's hard mouth, but they still had the possibility of joining forces to contend with him. But facing the Core Formation old monster in the coffin, let alone the four of them joining forces, even if dozens more people came, and all the people who came together joined forces, I'm afraid it wouldn't be enough for the Core Formation old monster to kill with one hand.

Suddenly, several people fell into deep despair, even the big man who manipulated the demon spirit essence was somewhat paralyzed.

Jin Wuwang saw the despair on their faces and couldn't help but sneer: "You don't die unjustly. Do you know that you almost scared away that innate deity and forced the Zangshan Laozu to appear in advance. What a crime is this?"

Senior Liang suddenly rose up, a faint green rainbow sprayed out from his nostrils, and in the blink of an eye, it shot to the front of the coffin. But the green rainbow was not aimed at the old monster in the coffin, but at the pool of thunder water.

Luo San and the others' expressions changed sharply, revealing surprise, staring at the thunder water that was constantly scattering electric light.

As expected of an experienced senior, as long as he triggers the thunder water and shakes the thunder spirit hidden in it, letting the thunder spirit explode, he can fight for a glimmer of hope for survival.

Several people immediately began to prepare to use their life-saving cards...

The green light stirred the thunder water, and two thunder spirit electric groups ejected as they wished. At this time, the coffin only opened a crack. A hand like a skeleton, dry and decaying, stretched out from it, pinched the two points of thunder light in its hand, and gray decaying breath permeated from the coffin, forcibly extinguishing the two points of thunder light!

"Despair!"

For a time, the few people in the cave showed despair.

The gap between them and the Core Formation old monster had grown to the point where they had almost no power to fight back.

Er Dao Shen flew to the Long Xucao on the top of the cave, tied a few grass threads into a knot, and formed a small hanging chair. It sat in the hanging chair, rocking, its two little legs stacked together, looking at the show with bright eyes.

As if everything had nothing to do with it. ===== CHAPTER 265 =====