Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 345 - 257 Thirty years_1

Chapter 345: 257 Thirty years_1

A gust of wild wind blew by, and Shen Long appeared out of nowhere, appearing behind Reverend Zizhu, swinging the Zyphyxial Blade towards the purple shield.

With a muffled sound, the purple shield was sent flying, colliding with Reverend Zizhu’s body and sending him crashing heavily into the ground.

A thick beam of white light descended from the sky, striking the purple shield. In an instant, the purple shield and Reverend Zizhu rapidly froze, turning into a massive ice sculpture.

With a swing of his blade, Shen Long cleaved the purple shield and Reverend Zizhu into two halves.

Thus, Reverend Zizhu met his end, and the spiritual light of the Zizhu Blade dimmed, falling from midair.

This time, Shen Long owed much to the Hundred Eyes Cicada; otherwise, he would not have been able to detect Reverend Zizhu.

If it were a head-on battle, Shen Long would not have been able to kill Reverend Zizhu so easily, as he had ambushed and taken considerable advantage.

Shen Long exhaled lightly, summoned the Soul Refining Bowl, collected the souls of Reverend Zizhu and the red-robed man, looted the treasures from their corpses, and let the Ice Flood Dragon devour the bodies.

Shen Long flew down and put away the Zizhu Blade.

"A Spiritual Treasure! Haha!"

Shen Long laughed wildly. This was the second Spiritual Treasure he had acquired.

An ear-splitting explosion resounded as the ground burst open, and a short and plump man in a yellow robe emerged from beneath, looking haggard.

A somewhat shrill screeching sound was heard as a completely yellow Spider broke through the soil. Its head was bizarrely small, its body bloated, and beneath its abdomen were eight spear-like sharp legs, with eyes of dull yellow.

The yellow Spider opened its huge mouth and spat out dozens of fine yellow strands of silk, piercing through both the protective spiritual light around the yellow-robed man and his body, then wrapped him up and swallowed him whole.

"A fourth-grade Demon Insect!"

Shen Long was horrified and hastily recalled the Ice Flood Dragon, Hundred Eyes Cicada, Iron Tail Scorpion, and Tree Person back into the spirit beast bag. The golden wings on his back fluttered gently, and he vanished from his spot as a huge red brick smashed towards the yellow Spider.

The yellow Spider spouted a stream of yellow venomous fire towards the huge red brick. When the red brick collided with the yellow venomous fire, a puff of green smoke rose, and its spiritual light dimmed.

Dense yellow silk flew towards him, striking the huge red brick, which was pierced as easily as tofu by the yellow silk.

Miles away, Shen Long was in a desolate valley. His body covered in red dragon scales, he felt an immense restraining force, making every step arduous even with his strong physique.

He summoned the Magnetic Origin Bead and cast a spell into it. The bead emitted a blinding golden light and unfurled a golden light screen that enveloped his entire body, immediately easing the pressure.

Shen Long quickened his pace and walked toward the interior of the valley.

There were many restrictions in this place, and Shen Long frequently used the Wind Escape Technique, cautious of triggering any restrictions as he intended to find a place to hide within the valley.

As dense yellow silk flew towards him, upon entering the valley, it immediately fell to the ground, unable to touch Shen Long.

He broke into a cold sweat and hastened his steps even more.

Before long, he reached the end of the valley, and a cave about a zhang in size caught his eye.

Shen Long released the Hundred Eyes Cicada. The cicada’s eyes gleamed with piercing golden light, revealing no other living creatures in the cave, not even a blade of grass.

Shen Long strode into the cave, and soon he arrived at the end, where a cave hundreds of zhang in size opened up before him.

The Hundred Eyes Cicada looked out towards the mouth of the valley but found no trace of the yellow Spider.

Shen Long took out the Formation Flag and Disk and began setting the Xuangui Great Array. He also released the Iron Tail Scorpion and Tree Person to stand guard.

He fetched the Zizhu Blade and sat down with crossed legs to start refining the blade.

With a Spiritual Treasure in hand, his strength would increase significantly.

With a fourth-grade Demon Insect outside, he had no intention of leaving this place any time soon.

...

In the Five Poisons Marketplace, the streets were bustling with people, and the noise of carriages and horses filled the air.

In a quiet estate, Qin Ming and Lin Lin sat beside a blue stone table, sipping tea and chatting casually.

"Who would have thought that Taoist Friend Shen’s divine skills were so formidable? He actually managed to kill a descendant of the Nascent Soul Cultivator of the Witch Clan. Wu Xian has offered a hefty bounty for his capture," Qin Ming exclaimed in surprise.

Not long ago, the Enforcement Hall of the Five Sage Sect had destroyed a spy network the Witch Clan had set up within the Human Clan, capturing a number of Human Cultivators working for the Witch Clan. After interrogation, they learned Wu Xian was offering a large reward for Shen Long’s capture and also discovered Shen Long’s act of slaying those at Wu Shan.

"Yeah! Not only is Taoist Friend Shen adept at Alchemy, but he is also so powerful, possessing two mutated spirit insects," Lin Lin said with evident envy.

Qin Ming nodded and responded, "Having one more friend doesn’t hurt. I’ve already given orders to keep an eye out for Taoist Friend Shen. If we run into him, we’ll inform him about Wu Xian’s bounty."

He harbored no good feelings towards the Witch Clan, so naturally, he would tip Shen Long off about the Witch Clan Cultivator’s pursuit.

"After so many years, perhaps he has already left the Southern Border Cultivation World," Lin Lin speculated.

Qin Ming nodded, "Maybe! In any case, befriending him can only be beneficial to us."

...

Time flies, thirty years have passed.

In the Donghua Cultivation Realm, in Qin Country, at Spirt Control Sect.

Han Yuwei and Lin Yutong stood at the peak of a tall mountain, gazing at a cluster of thunderclouds in the high sky with solemn expressions.

Ice Silkworm True Person was in the midst of breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage, he had been in seclusion for over forty years, considering the time, it had been over sixty years since Ice Silkworm True Person returned from the Southern Border Cultivation World.

Thunder flashed and lightning cracked, streak after streak of silver lightning struck down, turning this stretch of heaven and earth into a sea of thunder.

After a short while, the thunderclouds churned and surged, revealing arcs of blue, red, and green lightning.

"Tricolor Divine Thunder!"

Han Yuwei’s expression grew solemn.

The tricolor thunderclouds roiled and surged, and a thick bolt of tricolor lightning tore through the void like a tricolor thunder spear. With an irresistible force, it plunged into the sea of lightning. The lightning became more dazzling, and the air was filled with rolling waves of energy.

Before the light had dispersed, a second bolt of Tricolor Divine Thunder struck down, engulfing Ice Silkworm Valley in tricolor lightning.

When the third bolt of Tricolor Divine Thunder struck, the tricolor clouds violently tumbled, revealing a Tricolor Thunder Python with a girth as thick as a man’s waist, its body covered in arcs of tricolor lightning.

The Tricolor Thunder Python plunged from the sky, heading straight for Ice Silkworm Valley.

A gigantic white palm emerged from within the lightning, hitting the Tricolor Thunder Python squarely. The body of the Python twisted, then burst apart, transforming into a massive cloud of tricolor lightning that submerged the Ice Silkworm Valley in a haze of dust and smoke.

"Four bolts of Tricolor Divine Thunder!"

Han Yuwei exclaimed in surprise, this was quite an accomplishment, as most Core Formation Cultivators only managed to attract several bolts of Dual-Color Divine Thunder when breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage.

A powerful surge of spirit pressure shot up into the sky, followed by a man’s wild laughter.

A white escape light flew out from the dust and landed in front of Han Yuwei and Lin Yutong, revealing none other than Ice Silkworm True Person.

He had successfully traversed the Heavenly Tribulation and advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Congratulations, father, on advancing to the Nascent Soul Stage."

Lin Yutong offered her congratulations.

"Husband, why did it take you so long to get through the Heart Demon Pass? You scared me to death."

Han Yuwei said with confusion.

"The Heart Demon Pass was difficult to cross. I almost couldn’t break free from the illusion, but luckily, I endured it."

Ice Silkworm True Person’s face showed a hint of lingering fear; he remembered something and said, "By the way, has Shen Long returned yet?"

"Not yet, but his life-bound lamp shows no abnormalities,"

Han Yuwei reported truthfully.

"He hasn’t returned yet? Could he have encountered some trouble?"

Ice Silkworm True Person frowned and said.

It had been over sixty years since he returned from the Southern Border Cultivation World, and thanks to the top-grade elixir given by Shen Long, his recovery had been swift. Even so, Ice Silkworm True Person had spent decades polishing his mana, tuning his condition to the best before braving the breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Stage and succeeding in advancing.

Without the top-grade elixir given by Shen Long, he might still be recuperating.

"Not sure. We don’t have many people in the Southern Border Cultivation World. Let’s do this: you should consolidate your realm first. Later, we’ll go look for him in the Southern Border Cultivation World before heading to the Northern Sea Cultivation Realm,"

Han Yuwei suggested.

She appreciated Shen Long as well and didn’t wish for any mishaps to befall him.

Ice Silkworm True Person nodded and agreed.

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In the Southern Border Cultivation World, Myriad Poison Valley.

An expansive grassland lay before them, where a blinding silver lightning shone high in the sky, highly conspicuous.

A gust of wind blew by, and Shen Long appeared with a pair of golden wings dozens of feet wide on his back.

He had cultivated the Zizhu Blade, spending thirty years in that cave concentrating on his cultivation; he successfully reached the peak of Core Formation and intended to leave Myriad Poison Valley. On his way, he encountered a fourth-order Monster Beast.

Shen Long merged with the Gold-Winged Windroc and used the Wind Escape Technique to flee for his life.

A loud roar from the beast echoed, carrying across a dozen miles.

Shen Long’s face changed, and he flapped the golden wings on his back fiercely, disappearing from his spot.

Half a day later, Shen Long emerged in a desolate valley with a Magnetic Origin Bead floating above his head, enveloping his entire body beneath a golden light screen.

The valley was subject to intense gravity restrictions, and it was here that Shen Long had cultivated for thirty years.

There were many fourth-order Demon Insects and Monster Beasts in Myriad Poison Valley, as well as numerous restrictions. He could not guarantee he would be able to escape fourth-order Monster Beasts every time.

After much thought, Shen Long decided to attempt breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage here. If he could advance to the Nascent Soul Stage, facing a fourth-order Monster Beast again, he would be able to make a full retreat.

The Spirit Infant Fruit had ripened, and besides, he also had the seeds of the Taixuan Jade Lotus and Soul-Soothing Incense to aid his attempt at reaching the Nascent Soul Stage.

Of course, Shen Long needed time to polish his mana properly. It wasn’t a matter of simply taking the spiritual objects and charging into the Nascent Soul Stage.

Shen Long entered the cave, took out Formation Flags and Disks, and set up the Xuangui Great Array.

A massive amount of yellow mist poured out, engulfing the whole valley.

Inside the cave, Shen Long sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slightly closed, covered by a sheath of red aurora.