Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 102 - 102 76 Profound Yin Marketplace_2

102: 76 Profound Yin Marketplace_2 102: 76 Profound Yin Marketplace_2 An hour later, a loud explosion resounded, interrupting Shen Long’s thoughts.

He frowned and looked toward the source of the sound, where the explosive noises continued, as if someone were casting spells in battle.

Shen Long’s Divine Sense burst forth, detecting two auras rushing toward the earthen temple.

Shen Long stood up and walked out.

A green-faced, fanged zombie was entangled in a fight with a young man in his early twenties, clad in a red robe.

The zombie had pitch-black fingernails, its facial features were a muddled mess of flesh and blood, and it emitted a nauseating stench, with green liquid occasionally dripping from its body.

The face of the young man in the red robe was pale, holding a red Banana Palm Fan in his hand, with a thick red protective light enveloping him.

He waved the fan, releasing several fireballs the size of bowls, which fell upon the zombie one after another, engulfing it in roaring flames.

“Yin Corpse Sect Disciple!”

Shen Long’s gaze fell on the young man in the red robe, noticing a black human-shaped pattern on the sleeve of his robe, the insignia of the Yin Corpse Sect.

He hadn’t expected to encounter a disciple of the Yin Corpse Sect in such a desolate wilderness; clearly, the young man was no match for the zombie.

The zombie leaped high, springing several meters into the air, and landed in front of him.

Its pitch-black fingers struck the red protective light, producing a muffled thud.

The protective light shimmered slightly, dimming in luminosity.

“Taoist friend, I am Chen Feng of the Yin Corpse Sect, please lend me your aid, I would be eternally grateful.”

The young man in the red robe called out pleadingly, urgency in his voice.

Shen Long raised his right hand, and a streak of blue light shot out, plunging into the ground.

A mature green vine as thick as a man’s thigh burst out from the earth, entangling the zombie’s body.

Seizing the opportunity, the young man in the red robe quickly retreated.

The zombie struggled fiercely, tearing the green vines apart with its arms.

A gigantic fireball fell from the sky, smashing onto its body.

With thunderous booms, roaring flames engulfed the zombie.

Before the flames had even dissipated, another gigantic fireball came crashing down.

Shen Long consecutively released ten gigantic fireballs, each striking the zombie’s body.

The immediate area transformed into a sea of fiery red, with the ground showing signs of melting.

Shen Long brought his hands together, then spread them apart, creating a three-meter-long gigantic Wind Blade above his head.

With a whoosh, the gigantic Wind Blade shot out, penetrating the sea of fire, and after flying out from the midst, it struck the ground, leaving a long and wide crack.

As the flames scattered, the zombie was cleaved in two and fell to the ground motionless.

Chen Feng’s eyes showed a trace of astonishment as he clasped his fists, saying, “Many thanks for your assistance, Taoist friend.

May I inquire how to address you?”

“Shen Zhu.”

Shen Long replied.

“So, it’s Taoist Friend Shen.

That Great Perfection level Fireball Technique of yours is truly powerful.

May I ask which sect or faction did you come from?”

Chen Feng asked politely.

“I am without a sect or faction, just a Loose Cultivator.”

Shen Long had already prepared his reply.

“A Loose Cultivator?”

Chen Feng looked doubtful, finding it rare for such a young and powerful Loose Cultivator to exist.

A streak of blue Escape Light appeared in the distance, and not long after, it stopped above the earthen temple, revealing a ten-meter-long Blue Flying Boat with a woman in her forties, dressed in a blue gown standing on it.

Judging by the insignia on her clothing, she too was a disciple of the Yin Corpse Sect.

“Junior Brother Chen, where is that purple zombie?”

The woman in the blue gown asked, her gaze settling on Shen Long.

“It has been dealt with by this Taoist Friend Shen.

Senior Sister Sun, what about the other purple zombie?”

Chen Feng inquired.

“I have taken care of it.

I am Sun Xing, much obliged for Taoist Friend Shen’s assistance.”

The woman in the blue gown said courteously.

“It was a mere trifle.

Are there other zombies lurking nearby?”

Shen Long asked casually.

“Suddenly, a purple zombie sprang up in this area, harming many Cultivators.

We received a message and came specifically to eliminate the purple zombie.

Little did we expect to find two of them.

We owe Taoist Friend Shen for his timely help, or else Junior Brother Chen would have been in trouble.”

Sun Xing explained.

“It’s nothing.

Other Taoist friends would have done the same.”

Shen Long said nonchalantly.

“We have other matters to attend to, so we won’t linger any longer.

Junior Brother Chen, let’s return to report back.”

With a spell gesture from Sun Xing, the Blue Flying Boat slowly descended.

Chen Feng boarded it, and after another spell gesture from Sun Xing, the Flying Boat burst into brilliant blue light, soaring into the sky and quickly disappearing from sight.

Shen Long returned to the earthen temple and continued to peruse “Zhao Country Travel Records.”

Early the next day, Shen Long rode a magic artifact and left the place, flying up into the sky.

More than two months later, Shen Long appeared above a vast and limitless green mountain range, with competing peaks and ancient trees reaching the heavens.

He formed a spell gesture, and the Flying Artifact below his feet moved forward, though not quickly.

After a while, Shen Long slowed his speed, looking ahead to see a gigantic valley surrounded by mountains on three sides.

He maneuvered the Flying Artifact to slowly descend, then stepped towards the gigantic valley.

Upon reaching the entrance of the gigantic valley, he saw a golden stele over ten meters tall with the words “Profound Yin Marketplace” engraved in silver letters.

The bustling noise of the marketplace echoed from within the valley.

Shen Long stepped in; the streets were spacious and clean, with buildings constructed along the mountainside.

Numerous Cultivators were entering and exiting, and a variety of shops were operating on both sides of the street.

He wandered around, occasionally entering a shop to look at their merchandise.

The Profound Yin Marketplace offered many Yin-attributed materials for sale, even Corpse Refinement services, as well as weapon shops, Elixir Shops, and Talisman stores, though in limited quantities.

Half an hour later, Shen Long arrived at the front of a small store with a sign that read “Liu’s Grocery Store” in big characters.

The shopkeeper was a blue-robed elder past sixty years, yet only at the Qi Refinement Level Seven.