Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 1187 - 1191 Situ Lei

Chapter 1187: 1191 Situ Lei

"Silin, do we know the specific identity of the murderer?"

Wu Yixin asked.

"No, after Xiao Feng cultivated the Strength Law to Great Achievement, he’s been quite arrogant, having killed numerous Golden Immortal cultivators. He has many enemies."

Wu Silin reported back, having thought of something, and said: "We can’t rule out that some forces might be instigating a war between us and the Poluo Clan to reap the benefits, such as the Jiuyan Palace."

The relationship between the Wu Family and the Jiuyan Palace is quite poor. If it weren’t for the Different Clan being a major enemy, the Wu Family and Jiuyan Palace would have been at odds long ago.

"Since the Poluo Clan has sent its subsidiary forces to act, we can’t just watch. Dispatch several forces to counterattack comprehensively; a single Night Owl Clan isn’t enough to cause a life-and-death battle between us and the Poluo Clan."

Wu Yixin ordered.

"Yes, Ancestor Yixin."

Wu Silin agreed thoroughly and left with the order.

The Poluo Clan and several subsidiary forces of the Wu Family had a fierce battle. After a batch of Golden Immortal cultivators were killed and injured, both sides tacitly halted the hostilities.

The biggest beneficiaries of this battle were the Zhu Family, Huang Family, Hundred Swords Sect, and Yu Family. They acted swiftly and occupied seventy percent of the Night Owl Clan’s territory, with the Huang and Zhu families each taking twenty percent.

No Golden Immortal cultivator from the Night Owl Clan stepped in, and the remaining thirty percent of the territory was divided among other subsidiary tribes of the Poluo Clan.

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The Fire Separation Mountain Range stretches billions of miles, and the Immortal Yuan Qi here is thin, with few high-rank immortals lingering.

A golden escape light appeared in the distant sky, briefly flickering before coming to a stop.

As the escape light dissipated, a hundred-foot-long golden colossal ship emerged. Shen Chan, Shen Fu, and Shen Lin stood on the deck, while Shen Long sat quietly beside a cyan tea table, sipping tea.

He planned to head to the Jiuyan marketplace to gather resources.

"Master, there’s someone up ahead undergoing a minor celestial tribulation,"

Shen Chan said.

"There are two Golden Immortal cultivators, one at the late stage, the other at the middle stage,"

Shen Fu added, able to sense the strength of their divine souls to determine their exact cultivation.

"Let’s go have a look,"

Shen Long instructed.

Shen Chan obliged, performed a spell, and the golden colossal ship increased its escape speed, flying forward.

After a while, the golden colossal ship stopped.

A cloud of four-colored thunder floated high in the sky, with flashes of lightning and thunder, as massive four-colored immortal thunderbolts struck downward.

For hundreds of thousands of miles, dust filled the sky, with countless yellow sand particles soaring up.

A burly youth in a red robe flew over and furrowed his brow upon seeing Shen Long and his companions.

"Fellow Taoists, please leave this area to avoid misunderstandings,"

The red-robed youth said.

"We are merely watching this fellow cultivator undergo the minor celestial tribulation, with no ill intentions,"

Shen Long replied.

The red-robed youth furrowed his brow but said nothing.

As time passed, the area of the four-colored thundercloud gradually shrank. When it reduced to several dozen feet, the four-colored thundercloud churned and condensed into a gigantic four-colored thunder tiger, emanating a destructive aura.

The four-colored thunder tiger bellowed to the sky and pounced downward.

The ground trembled violently, countless yellow sand particles shot skyward, coalescing into a large yellow palm that met it head-on.

"The Great Achievement of the Earth Law!"

Shen Chan exclaimed in surprise.

The yellow palm struck the four-colored thunder tiger, causing it to explode and transform into a massive cluster of four-colored thunder light, engulfing a vast region.

The ground shook violently, with dust filling the sky.

"He has crossed the minor celestial tribulation,"

Shen Chan stated, eyes glinting with a golden light.

A loud man’s laughter emerged from the dust cloud, and a yellow escape light flew out from it, coming to a stop and revealing a burly youth in a yellow robe.

The yellow-robed youth’s face appeared somewhat pale, though his aura was vast as the seas.

"I am Situ Lei, may I ask for the name of my fellow Taoist?"

The yellow-robed youth cupped his fists and said, his voice resonant.

"Qian Long, we are just passing by, with no ill intentions,"

Shen Long replied.

"I believe my fellow Taoist has no ill intentions. Since fate has brought us together, may I propose a sparring session with Taoist Friend Qian?"

The yellow-robed youth asked.

"Sure! I would also like to witness Taoist Situ’s divine skills,"

Shen Long agreed and leaped forth.

Shen Chan performed a spell and the golden colossal ship retreated to a distance to watch the battle.

Situ Lei’s right hand released a dazzling yellow light, and with a palm strike, countless yellow sand particles soared into the sky, quickly forming a large yellow palm that rushed toward Shen Long.

Shen Long remained unfazed, his right fist radiating with intense golden light, punching out.

The void shattered, a golden giant fist flashed out, meeting the yellow palm.

The golden giant fist smashed into the yellow palm like a sledgehammer onto tofu, instantly dispersing it.

The golden giant fist reached Situ Lei, and he was enveloped in a brilliant yellow light, transforming into a vast expanse of yellow sand particles.

A large number of yellow sand particles soared sky-high, quickly coalescing into the form of Situ Lei.

Situ Lei gently flicked his right index finger towards the void, and a sonic boom was heard, with a yellow rainbow shooting out.

Just as Shen Long was about to fend off the attack, Situ Lei shouted loudly, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting.

A golden light ring bloomed around Shen Long’s body, and a cyan light curtain emerged from the cyan pagoda bead string on his chest, forming a second layer of defense.

Unaffected by the Soul Subduing Roar, blue dragon scales sprouted all over his body, emitting a deafening dragon roar.

He exhaled a blue soundwave, colliding with the yellow rainbow, causing the red rainbow to disperse.

"Soul Subduing Roar? I can do it too,"

The corners of Shen Long’s mouth slightly lifted.

Shen Chan performed a spell, and the golden colossal ship retreated into a shadow, heading back.

Hearing this, a trace of astonishment flashed in Situ Lei’s eyes, and a golden light ring appeared around the body of both him and the red-robed youth.

Shen Long roared loudly, exactly the Soul Subduing Roar,

An astonishing scene unfolded; the golden light rings around Situ Lei and the red-robed youth shattered like bubbles.

The red-robed youth let out a scream, spitting out a large mouthful of essence blood, while Situ Lei’s body trembled.

His eyes were filled with apprehension, as the same divine skill was wielded more powerfully by Shen Long, indicating that Shen Long’s divine soul was much stronger than Situ Lei’s.

"Taoist Friend Qian’s skills are profound, I concede,"

Situ Lei cupped his fists and said.

"Thank you for going easy, Taoist Friend Situ. Let your companion use this drop of Golden Spirit Immortal Milk for healing!"

Shen Long took out a golden jade vial, tossing it to Situ Lei.

Situ Lei had also cultivated the Taiyi Yuan Soul Method, but it was unknown if he had the complete Taiyi Yuan Soul Method.

"Golden Spirit Immortal Milk?"

Situ Lei exclaimed in surprise, catching the golden jade vial, uncorking it, and scanning it with divine sense, confirming that it was indeed Golden Spirit Immortal Milk.

"Taoist Friend Qian wants to know if I have the complete Taiyi Yuan Soul Method, right?"

Situ Lei asked.

"Indeed, I am willing to exchange items with you, Taoist Friend Situ,"

Shen Long said sincerely.

"I only have the cultivation method up to the sixth level,"

Situ Lei raised his right hand, sending out a yellow jade slip that flew toward Shen Long.

Utilizing the jade slip, Shen Long scanned it with divine sense, showing a look of disappointment on his face.