Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 270 - 186 Slaughter and Counterkill (Vote for Monthly Pass)_1

Chapter 270: 186 Slaughter and Counterkill (Vote for Monthly Pass)_1

Two days passed quickly, and in a secret chamber, Shen Long was sitting on a cyan-colored meditation cushion, his eyes slightly closed.

He sensed something, took out a blue-glowing Messaging Plate, injected a spell into it, and Lin Sen’s voice sounded, "Fellow Daoist, there’s news of a third-order Flood Dragon, but I cannot guarantee that the Flood Dragon will definitely be there."

Monster Beasts are known to move around, and it’s quite normal for them to be encountered by cultivators while out hunting for food.

"That is to be expected, I’ll head over immediately,"

Shen Long said, putting away the Messaging Plate and walking out.

He wandered around the streets for a while, noting nothing unusual, before making his way to the Cloud Wind Pavilion.

"Senior, Senior Lin has been waiting for a long time, please feel free to enter,"

the lady in the blue dress said warmly, making a welcoming gesture.

Shen Long nodded, went to the backyard, and saw Lin Sen.

Lin Sen took out a blue Jade Slip and said, "Here is the information you requested."

Without any further ado, Shen Long pulled out a cyan Storage Bag and tossed it to Lin Sen.

"Let’s get one thing straight, the third-order Flood Dragon might not stay there all the time,"

Lin Sen said.

"I’m aware of Wind Listening Tower’s rules, a few tens of thousands of Spirit Stones are nothing,"

Shen Long said nonchalantly.

Lin Sen nodded and handed the Jade Slip to Shen Long.

After scanning it with his Divine Sense, Shen Long nodded, cupped his fists, and left the Cloud Wind Pavilion.

Half a quarter hour later, Shen Long appeared at the entrance of a majestic palace, the signboard bearing the words "Golden Moon Palace." This place had a Transference Array that led back to the Inner Sea, convenient for Shen Long to shake off other Core Formation cultivators.

Not that he was afraid of other Core Formation cultivators, he just didn’t want to be on guard constantly.

He strode into the Golden Moon Palace and saw two Transference Arrays with people arriving through them.

Shen Long paid the fee and stepped onto one of the Transference Arrays.

Once ten people gathered, the guard injected a spell, and a dazzling Spiritual Light burst into the sky, engulfing Shen Long and the others.

As the Spiritual Light dissipated, Shen Long and the others had vanished.

Not long after, a handsome golden-robed man with a rugged face walked in and, following the Transference, left the place.

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On a secluded island, a hidden underground cave.

Lu Qian and Jiang Man were discussing something, with a serious expression on his face.

"What! To enter the Five Dragon Secret Realm to hunt for treasures! Five Core Formation cultivators are enough to open the entrance?"

Jiang Man said with a frown.

"We have to try regardless. The Three Immortals Sect and Heavenly Fiend Island are pressing too hard. If we continue to delay, I worry that they will discover the Secret Realm. It’s better to enter early and take the treasures, rather than waiting and having lengthy nightmares,"

Lu Qian said.

"Why not leave the Northern Sea Cultivation Realm and lay low for a while?"

Jiang Man suggested.

"The Secret Realm has been there for many years. The longer we delay, the greater the risk. It’s not unheard of for a realm to collapse before we could return to the Northern Sea Cultivation Realm. The most crucial point is, I was forced by a Core Formation cultivator to swear an oath on my heart demon that I must meet with him in a year’s time to open the entrance together, and we still need two more people,"

Lu Qian said.

"Is he that powerful that even you are not his match?"

Jiang Man asked, puzzled.

"This person demanded the ’Nine Revolutions Transforming Flood Dragon Technique’ from me, so he must be cultivating this spell as well. I don’t know his background, but he also has a third-order Flood Dragon. The Ice Flood Dragon True Person from the Three Immortals Sect also has an Ice Flood Dragon. Could it be that the people from the Three Immortals Sect are staging their own trap?"

Lu Qian’s brow was deeply furrowed, his face full of disbelief.

"It’s possible. We still need to be cautious. Since that’s the case, let’s take the resources from the Five Dragon Secret Realm earlier and leave the Northern Sea Cultivation Realm to lay low! Let’s invite two more fellow Daoists."

Jiang Man said.

"I can’t go to the marketplace myself. The people from Heavenly Fiend Island and the Three Immortals Sect are all after me. I’ll leave this matter to you. Make sure they’re reliable, and don’t tell them it’s the Five Dragon Secret Realm, or it’ll invite unnecessary trouble,"

Lu Qian said.

"Understood, leave it to me! Take care of your injuries for now,"

Jiang Man agreed.

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In a vast expanse of azure blue sea where the breeze was brisk,

a blue Escape Light appeared on the distant horizon, and with a flash, it stopped above a small island.

The light converged, revealing a Blue Flying Boat over ten zhang long, with Shen Long standing on it and the Hundred Eyes Cicada crouching within it, its eyes emitting bursts of golden light.

"I gave you a way out, yet you chose the path of death; don’t blame me then,"

Shen Long muttered to himself, his face full of killing intent.

As he gestured a spell, the Blue Flying Boat slowly descended into a small valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, which had a cave about a zhang wide.

He stored the Blue Flying Boat and the Hundred Eyes Cicada and strode into the valley.

A half quarter hour later, a red light flew rapidly from the distant sky and stopped with a flash.

The light faded, revealing a red Flying Shuttle inscribed with constant flowing light, and a tall, thin golden-robed young man accompanied by a stunningly beautiful woman in a blue dress standing atop the shuttle. The young man in the gold robe was at the Late Stage of Core Formation, while the blue-dressed woman was at the Middle Stage of Core Formation.

In front of the woman fluttered an enormous, brilliantly colorful butterfly with long antennae.

The Five-Colored Spirit Butterfly, ranked seven hundred fifty-fifth on the Heaven and Earth Exotic Insect List, was renowned for its keen sense of smell and tracking abilities.

With a gentle flutter of its wings, the Five-Colored Spirit Butterfly headed towards the island, circling uncertainly in the air above it.

The expressions of the golden-robed young man and the blue-dressed woman turned cold, ready to take action, when a cave exploded, and a gold-colored spear wrapped in golden flames shot out, aiming directly at the Five-Colored Spirit Butterfly.

As the Five-Colored Spirit Butterfly attempted to dodge, a piercing, ear-splitting squeal sounded beside its ears.

Its head drooped, its reactions slowed, and the golden spear struck the body of the Five-Colored Spirit Butterfly, the spearhead piercing through it. A surge of golden flames spread along the shaft, engulfing the body of the Five-Colored Spirit Butterfly.