Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 262 - 178 Encounter with an Evil Cultivator_2

Chapter 262: 178 Encounter with an Evil Cultivator_2

"You killed my ghost thrall!"

The young man in black clothes flew into a rage.

He had been putting on an act just a moment ago, only to lull Shen Long into a false sense of security. He had already released his ghost creatures, ordering them to launch a surprise attack on Shen Long.

Thanks to having worn the Soul Nourishing Locket for many years, Shen Long’s Divine Sense was much stronger than that of other Cultivators of his level. He had been on guard the whole time, so as soon as the ghost creature got within five hundred zhang of him, he detected it.

"Attack, kill him."

The young man in black commanded, his face full of murderous intent.

He summoned a black scroll, unfurling it in mid-air.

Upon the scroll were many fearsome ghost creatures, emanating strong fluctuations of Yin Qi.

With a pinch of a spell, the black scroll burst into a blinding black light. The sound of ghosts wailing and wolves howling echoed loudly as the creatures on the scroll seemed to come to life. A large amount of dark Qi gushed out, stirring up chill winds in the vicinity.

Three sinister ghost creatures flew out from the scroll. Each more than two zhang tall, their bodies pitch-black, eyes blood-red, fingers long and slender.

Judging by their aura, they were ghost creatures of the Core Formation Stage.

The scroll emitted an abundant black light amidst the swirling chill winds, and one fierce ghost after another flew out from it, most at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

No sooner had these ghost creatures left the scroll than the high sky was shaken by ear-splitting thunderclaps, and thick silver lightning struck down, heading straight for the creatures.

The ghost creatures attempted to dodge, but a sharp, piercing shriek sounded, immediately slowing their reactions.

Dense silver lightning continuously struck their bodies, eliciting agonizing screams as their bodies began emitting plumes of green smoke.

The sound of air breaking could be heard as arrows wrapped in golden flames shot forth, piercing through the bodies of the Foundation Establishment Stage ghost creatures. Plumes of green smoke burst from their bodies as they turned into black beads the size of longan fruits and fell into the sea.

The three Ghoul Kings opened their mouths almost simultaneously, letting out a heartbreaking ghostly wail.

Hundred Ghosts Wailing! A Divine Skill that only Core Formation Stage ghost creatures could master.

Shen Long was shrouded by a curtain of green light, with the Mysterious Fire Shield spinning incessantly around him. Upon hearing this sound, he felt dizzy and unsteady on his feet.

Ripples danced above his head as an inky-black Ghost Claw materialized and reached straight for Shen Long.

The black Ghost Claw struck the green light curtain, producing a muffled sound. The curtain shook slightly, and a black long staff struck the Mysterious Fire Shield head-on.

Propelled backward, the Mysterious Fire Shield hit the green light curtain with a thud.

"Quick battle, don’t hold back, this guy is not your average Core Formation Cultivator," the young man in black said.

Just then, deafening thunderclaps roared from the high sky, and thick silver lightning bolts struck towards the four people in black attire.

A lady in pink with strikingly beautiful features hurriedly summoned a small purple umbrella, opening it above their heads to deploy a purple light curtain, enveloping them.

Dense silver lightning struck the purple light curtain, causing its spiritual light to dim.

Seizing the chance, Shen Long altered his spell and sent it into the Leading Thunder Pearl. The pearl radiated blinding silver light as three exceptionally thick silver lightning bolts split the sky, striking the three Ghoul Kings.

Simultaneously, the Iron Tail Scorpion emitted a sharp, piercing shriek.

The three Ghoul Kings, slowed by the Iron Tail Scorpion’s Divine Sense Attack, were hit squarely by the thick silver lightning, crying out grievously as their bodies became faint and translucent. A massive red light from a blade swept over them, cutting them in half.

As the Ghoul Kings’ bodies emitted green smoke, they turned into black beads the size of chicken eggs and fell into the sea.

The black scroll’s spiritual light faded, and it spontaneously combusted into ashes without wind.

Shocked and furious, the young man in black couldn’t believe it. The Hundred Ghosts Chart had helped him kill many Core Formation Cultivators. To think that it would be destroyed in his fight against Shen Long.

He hadn’t expected Shen Long to possess such a treasure as the Leading Thunder Pearl, the bane of ghost creatures.

A deafening dragon chant resonated as a White Flood Dragon emerged from a white Spirit Beast bag tied around Shen Long’s waist.

With a skyward cry, the White Flood Dragon summoned numerous white ice blades, pouring down towards the four people in black.

The young man in black gripped a black long staff, his wrist flicking as a heavy shadow of the staff swept out to meet the incoming white ice blades.

With a ’clang’ sound, a multitude of white ice blades shattered into ice fragments.

A sharp and piercing hiss erupted beside the ears of the four black-clothed youths, causing them to feel dizzy and disoriented.

A white ice blade lit up with a blinding white light, as the Ice Flood Dragon emerged in an instant.

"A third-stage Flood Dragon!"

The woman in the pink skirt exclaimed in shock.

They realized they had bitten off more than they could chew—the opponent actually had a third-stage Flood Dragon in their possession.

The Ice Flood Dragon opened its gaping maw and spewed out a thick beam of white light that struck the purple barrier, instantly freezing it.

Its claws slammed into the purple barrier, which shattered instantly, and the Ice Flood Dragon’s claws pierced through the heads of two Core Formation Cultivators. The woman in the pink skirt and the black-clothed youth transformed into two streams of escape light, fleeing in opposite directions.

A pink light shield enveloped the woman in the pink skirt, her eyes filled with terror.

She hadn’t fled far when a piercing sound of something slicing through the air was heard. A long spear wrapped in golden flames shot towards her, striking the pink light shield with a dull thud.

A wave of golden flames spread out, submerging the pink light shield.

Just as the woman in the pink skirt thought of using another tactic, a streak of red light shot towards her, striking the pink light shield, which shattered like a bubble.

The golden spear pierced through the chest of the woman in the pink skirt, and golden flames immediately engulfed her body.

Elsewhere, the black-clothed youth exhibited an astonishing escape speed. A whirlwind rose before him as Shen Long appeared, golden wings upon his back, holding the Zyphyxial Blade in his hand, his expression cold.

He spat out a long knife flashing with black light, followed by a ghastly wailing echo.

Shen Long chopped with his blade, sending the black long knife flying.

He frowned slightly as dragon scales grew all over his body. His right hand transformed into a dragon’s claw and he swatted at the void behind him.

A "ding" sound rang out as an almost invisible flying needle was sent flying backward.

Having successfully reached the eighth level of the Nine Revolutions Transforming Flood Dragon Technique, Shen Long was able to withstand a Dharma Treasure with his body.

"Nine Revolutions Transforming Flood Dragon Technique!"

The black-clothed youth cried out in shock.

Shen Long slashed with his blade, unleashing a fierce red blade light that swept out directly towards the black-clothed youth.

The black-clothed youth hastily summoned a black shield in front of him to meet the red blade light, while a black light barrier appeared to protect him.

The red blade light struck the black shield with a thud, leaving no trace on its surface.

A deafening thunderous roar came from the high skies. A thick silver lightning bolt tore through the sky and struck the black light barrier, dimming its spiritual light.

A gust of wind blew past, and Shen Long appeared behind the black-clothed youth without any warning.

He held the Zyphyxial Blade in his right hand, swinging it towards the black-clothed youth, while his left hand transformed into a dragon’s claw, striking towards him.

Two muffled sounds were heard as the black light barrier shattered and Shen Long’s blade slashed at the black-clothed youth’s head, spilling blood on the spot.

Shen Long collected the possessions of his enemy and searched the corpses for their Storage Bags, allowing the Ice Flood Dragon to consume the bodies. The corpses of Core Formation Cultivators were a great nourishment for the Ice Flood Dragon.

Shen Long dived into the sea and found the Yin Pearls left by the Ghoul King, four in total. The Yin Pearls could be used for Array Setting and Artifact Refining and also to cultivate Ghost Creatures.

He didn’t raise ghosts, but he could trade them with other Core Formation Cultivators.

Shen Long landed on a small island ahead, finding a secluded cave.

He took out four Storage Bags, shook them upside down, and after a streak of brilliant light passed, a large pile of items appeared on the ground.

Fourteen Dharma Treasures, a Seacrossing Boat flying Dharma Treasure, defense Dharma Treasures including the Purple Cloud Umbrella, Profound Yin Shield, and Icepython Armor, one Spirit Extinguishing Needle, a Soul Refining Bowl, more than thirty thousand Spirit Stones, two sets of third-stage Formations, four bottles of third-stage Elixirs—all of medium quality—as well as a batch of Monster Beasts Materials, and twenty-two third-stage Demon Cores.

Besides these, there were dozens of Jade Slips and several Ocean Charts.

Shen Long’s gaze settled on a green Beast Hide. It was a topographical map with the words "Immortal Fall Island" inscribed in large characters.

Some places were marked with text, and there were numerous colored dots of various hues.

"Immortal Fall Island! This is one of the seven great dangerous places of the Qianyang Realm. It seems they have been to Immortal Fall Island,"

Shen Long muttered to himself.