Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 325 - 238 Spirit Beast Spirit Insect Build Merit_1

Chapter 325: 238 Spirit Beast Spirit Insect Build Merit_1

The Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Qin Family fought on the front lines; the Clan Protection Formation was a fourth-tier Formation. Who would have imagined the enemy possessed a fourth-tier Formation-breaking talisman and a Spiritual Treasure? What puzzled Qin Yunyan was how the enemy knew of the existence of the Taixuan Jade Lotus.

"Taoist Friend Qin, the Taixuan Jade Lotus should be close to maturation, right?"

A tall and thin man in a black robe spoke.

"How do you know of the existence of the Taixuan Jade Lotus?"

Qin Yunyan looked puzzled.

"What? Have you forgotten me so soon, Taoist Friend Qin? I said I would come back for revenge!"

The man in the black robe sneered.

"Zhou Kun, you’re not dead!"

Qin Yunyan exclaimed, his face showing a sudden realization.

The Zhou Family had discovered the Taixuan Jade Lotus in the Burial Immortal Tomb and fought over it with several Core Formation Cultivators, successfully seizing the Taixuan Jade Lotus.

"Heh heh, you haven’t died; how could I afford to die? Today is the day your Qin Family is eradicated."

The man in the black robe chuckled sinisterly, his face filled with murderous intent.

Just as Qin Yunyan was about to say something, a thunderous bang erupted, and a silver lightning bolt as thick as an adult’s arm hurtled towards him, striking at Qin Yunyan.

Shen Long reacted quickly, bringing out the Absorbing Thunder Pearl. He cast a spell into it, and the Absorbing Thunder Pearl burst forth with blinding Spiritual Light. The silver lightning, as if guided by some force, entered the Absorbing Thunder Pearl, which remained unharmed.

"The Absorbing Thunder Pearl!"

Reverend Zizhu exclaimed in surprise.

"Make it quick, kill them."

Wu Sang commanded as he formed a spell, sending a Black Centipede over ten zhang long lunging at Shen Long, spewing black venomous fire from its mouth.

Reverend Zizhu formed a spell as two huge, green bats flapped their wings, charging at Shen Long.

Shen Long released the Ice Flood Dragon, the Gold-Winged Fire Ant, the Iron Tail Scorpion, and the Fire Qilin Beast. The Ice Flood Dragon let out an angry roar and sprayed a swath of white aurora, snuffing out the black venomous fire.

From the sky, a multitude of white snowflakes drifted down. A gale blew by, and the white snowflakes transformed into numerous white ice blades about a zhang long, hurtling towards the other side.

The two green bats opened their mouths and each emitted a green sonic wave, shattering the incoming white ice blades.

A deafening thunderclap erupted from high above, and three thick silver columns of lightning tore through the sky, striking at the two green bats and the Black Centipede.

As they tried to avoid them, a piercing screech entered their ears; suddenly, their heads spun, feeling as though they had crashed into an iron wall.

Before they could recover, they were hit by the silver lightning columns, with blinding thunderlight engulfing their forms.

A golden spear flew forth, piercing through a mass of silver thunderlight; the Black Centipede fell from midair, its body charred. Its head bore a massive, smoking hole, devoid of life.

The Ice Flood Dragon’s tail swept fiercely, burying itself into a cluster of thunderlight, sending one of the green bats flying, crashing heavily upon a mountain peak, creating a tremendous crater.

This green bat wasn’t dead yet. Before it could take flight again, a thick beam of white light struck it, instantly freezing its body into an ice sculpture.

Dozens of white ice blades a zhang long flew forth, shattering the ice sculpture into fragments.

A green bat emerged from the silver thunderlight, its body emitting puffs of black smoke, revealing minor blood traces with glimpses of bone beneath.

A burst of firelight ignited, and a Cyan-Red Firebird appeared, radiating intense heat.

The green bat had no time to avoid; the Cyan-Red Firebird collided with the green bat’s body, immersing it in fierce flames. The green bat flapped its wings desperately, its body releasing a burst of blinding green light, to no avail.

A massive red blade light swept through, cutting the green bat in two—the green bat met its end.

Reverend Zizhu and Wu Sang were furious, their painstakingly nurtured Spirit Beasts and Spirit Insects slain.

Wu Sang wielded two golden Double Axes, swinging them to release two massive golden axe-blades flying towards Shen Long.

Reverend Zizhu slapped into the void with his right hand, and a purple, hairy hand appeared out of nowhere above Shen Long. The hand, strikingly similar to a spider’s claw, dove for Shen Long’s head.

Shen Long let out a heaven-shaking dragon roar, emitting a red sonic wave, obliterating the purple hand.

As the two golden axe-blades rushed forward, Shen Long’s fists shone with blinding red light, sprouting numerous Red Dragon Scales.

His fists collided with the golden axe-blades, producing a clashing sound of metal against metal. The surface of the dragon scales bore faint slash marks, barely perceptible without close inspection.

Reverend Zizhu brought out a short blade flickering with purple light. Its blade was etched with a Spider pattern, the Spiritual Energy immense.

The Zizhu Blade, this Spiritual Treasure, was Reverend Zizhu’s trump card. Without this Spiritual Treasure in hand, even with a fourth-tier Formation-breaking talisman, they would struggle to break the Qin Family’s Clan Protection Formation.

Shen Long dared not to meet it head-on, taking out a Fire-Winged Talisman and slapping it onto himself. With a flash of red light, a pair of red wings sprouted from his back.

He had merged with the Gold-Winged Windroc but was not yet fully confident of annihilating the opponent, so he did not intend to reveal the existence of the Gold-Winged Windroc just yet.

With a gentle flap of the red wings, Shen Long vanished from the spot, evading the Zizhu Blade.

Wu Sang wanted to intervene against Shen Long, but the Ice Flood Dragon pounced at him.

The Ice Flood Dragon, at the middle stage of the third tier, had a physical strength that even Wu Sang was not fully confident he could overcome.

He formed a spell, and the phantom of a Silver Giant Eagle materialized above him, spewing a silver lightning bolt as thick as a human arm, striking at the Ice Flood Dragon.

The Ice Flood Dragon blasted a thick beam of white light, blocking the silver lightning.