Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 410 - 318 Gu Bo_1

Chapter 410: 318 Gu Bo_1

After a while, a streak of azure escape light flew in from the distance, flashing to a stop and revealing an enormous Thousand-Mile Bird, with a tall young man in green standing on its back.

The youth in green looked down at the chaotic ground, his brows deeply furrowed.

His divine sense spread widely as he frowned and said, "What kind of bizarre escape technique is this? To escape hundreds of miles in an instant."

His sense detected a strong aura that moved instantaneously over hundreds of miles, and after three times, he could no longer sense the other party’s presence.

"It’s him, he’s actually shown himself."

The youth in green expressed his surprise.

Decades ago, two Nascent Soul early-stage cultivators entered the heartland of the Barbarian Tribe to cause trouble and were besieged by Barbarian Cultivators; one of the male cultivators merged with his life-bound spirit bird, and his escape speed was so fast that even late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators couldn’t keep up.

"It seems Fairy Gu has met with misfortune. I must find a way to eliminate this person. Otherwise, if I allow him to grow, he will definitely become a great threat."

The youth in green muttered to himself.

The Thousand-Mile Bird beneath him lightly flapped its wings, heading into the distance, away from this place.

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In a hidden underground cave, the stone walls emitted a faint yellow glow.

The Golden Crow True Monarch was sitting on the ground, panting and gasping for breath, his complexion pale and his aura weak.

He was no match for his opponent, and the Golden-Eyed Golden Crow had been killed by the other party. The Golden Crow True Monarch had also sustained severe injuries and escaped with the help of a tier-four escape talisman.

"Damn it, to have encountered a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, such bad luck," cursed the Golden Crow True Monarch.

It was already very fortunate for him to have escaped from the hands of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Currently severely injured, it was certain that the Barbarian Tribe would organize a search for him.

A sharp and piercing sound emitted from his body; the Golden Crow True Monarch’s expression changed as he took out an array plate flickering with yellow light, on which a dot was visible. This indicated that someone had entered the periphery of the formation and was remaining still.

"Could it be Taoist Friend Shen?"

The Golden Crow True Monarch wondered aloud, his eyes filled with surprise and doubt.

He deactivated the formation and went outside.

Standing outside was a tall youth in red; it was Shen Long, who had changed his appearance.

"Taoist Friend Shen, is that you?" the Golden Crow True Monarch asked with surprise.

He had not arranged to meet Shen Long at any particular place, so how had Shen Long known to find him here?

"Who else could it be if not me? Taoist Friend Qin, are you all right?" Shen Long inquired.

He had merged with the Gold-Winged Windroc and used the Wind Escape Technique to leave, and then had the Green-Eyed Spiritual Fox track the scent of the Golden Crow True Monarch to locate him.

"Luckily, I had a tier-four escape talisman. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have escaped so narrowly. Taoist Friend Shen, weren’t you being pursued by a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator? How did you shake her off so quickly?" asked the Golden Crow True Monarch with a puzzled expression.

After all, Shen Long was only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, and the Golden Crow True Monarch didn’t believe Shen Long could have killed a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. He instinctively thought Shen Long had shaken off his pursuer, but it was indeed strange that Shen Long seemed to have done so with ease.

Both were just one minor realm apart, yet the Golden-Eyed Golden Crow, upon which the True Monarch had relied, was killed by the enemy, and he himself was seriously injured. Meanwhile, Shen Long was pursued by a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and emerged without a scratch?

"I used a Demon-Locking Talisman to trap her and managed to escape. I just happened to find you here," Shen Long explained.

Of course, he wouldn’t tell the truth. His ability to kill a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was greatly aided by spirit insects, spirit beasts, and spirit birds, and few in the outside world knew his life-bound spirit bird was the Gold-Winged Windroc, let alone that he owned multiple spiritual treasures.

"By chance?" The Golden Crow True Monarch obviously didn’t believe it, estimating that Shen Long must have a spirit beast or insect skilled in tracking that had followed him all the way here.

"Taoist Friend Qin, it’s not wise to stay here long. I think we should leave this place and head back," suggested the Golden Crow True Monarch.

If they encountered another Barbarian Tribe’s Nascent Soul cultivator again, they would likely be in great peril.

"Taoist Friend Lin and Madam Lin, where are they? Can you contact them?"

Shen Long asked.

The Golden Crow True Monarch shook his head and said, "I can’t contact them. Do you have a way to find them?"

"I don’t know their location. Forget it, let’s leave this place. It would be best if we run into them, but if not, then so be it."

Shen Long said.

He truly did not know the whereabouts of Lin Qing and Xu Mei, surmising they had fled in opposite directions. Shen Long believed that if he spent more time searching, he might find them. But having just killed the descendant of Gu Bo, the Barbarian Tribe would surely mobilize even more powerful experts to hunt them down. There wasn’t much time left for them; they had to leave immediately.

The Golden Crow True Monarch had no objections and withdrew the formation.

Shen Long released the Iron Tail Scorpion, climbed onto its back, and the Golden Crow True Monarch followed close behind.

The Iron Tail Scorpion’s body shone with bright yellow light, and a thick yellow light shield appeared, enveloping them as they submerged underground and rapidly moved forward beneath the surface.

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The Wind Falcon Mountain Range stretched tens of thousands of miles, the ancestral land of the Wind Falcon Tribe.

Deep within the mountains, one could see numerous buildings, including a splendidly golden and jade palace with a signboard bearing the words "Wind Falcon Hall".

A tall, blue-robed elder sat in the main seat with an ashen face, whilst a full-bodied woman in a green dress reported to him.

"What? Yu’er is missing? You can’t contact her? What about her Life-Bound Lamp?"

The blue-robed elder frowned and asked.

Gu Bo, Nascent Soul Mid-Stage, one of the three great Alchemists of the Barbarian Tribe, also served as the High Priest of the Wind Falcon Tribe.

The Wind Falcon Tribe was one of the eighteen great tribes of the Barbarian Clan, generally not strong in force. However, their entire strength rested on Gu Bo, as one of the three great Alchemists of the tribe. Many tribespeople sought his aid in alchemy.

Apart from Gu Bo, the Wind Falcon Tribe had no other particularly outstanding members; his breakthrough to a higher stage seemed hopeless after being stuck in the Nascent Soul Mid-Stage for hundreds of years. Therefore, Gu Bo focused on nurturing Gu Yu, specially giving her the Qianyang Cauldron spiritual treasure in hopes she could refine high-quality elixirs.

Regrettably, even with the Qianyang Cauldron, Gu Yu couldn’t refine high-quality elixirs. Instead, she managed to cultivate fourth-order Spirit Beasts, Spirit Birds, and Spirit Insects, possessing formidable power.

When the Barbarian Tribe went to war with the Human Clan, the Wind Falcon Tribe was also summoned to join the battle. Gu Bo sent Nascent Soul Mid-Stage cultivators to fight.

Gu Yu did not participate in the battle and remained far from the front lines.

She had accumulated some materials for refining a spiritual treasure and planned to ask a fourth-order Artifact Refiner for help in crafting an offensive spiritual treasure. Unexpectedly, her companions sent a message that they encountered Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Human Clan en route. Gu Yu pursued a Nascent Soul Early-Stage Cultivator and lost contact.

"It’s not extinguished yet; she might have been captured alive."

The woman in the green dress reported cautiously.

Gu Qing, Nascent Soul Early-Stage.

With Gu Yu’s incident, the Wind Falcon Tribe truly lacked successors.

"Send more people to find Yu’er. Issue a high reward – whoever rescues Yu’er will be rewarded with a Spiritual Treasure. And whoever killed Yu’er, our Wind Falcon Tribe will never let them off."

Gu Bo ordered.

"Yes, High Priest."

Gu Qing acknowledged the command and left to carry out her orders.

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A vast and boundless plain, where tens of thousands of cultivators were engaged in battle. Most were Foundation Establishment Cultivators fighting at ground level, Core Formation Cultivators in mid-air, and Nascent Soul Cultivators at high altitudes.

A huge clump of azure lightning lit up in the sky, extremely conspicuous.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and a massive Green-Eyed Ice Silkworm appeared near the azure lightning.

The Green-Eyed Ice Silkworm opened its mouth and spat out a beam of white light that entered the azure lightning.

As the lightning dissipated, a giant ice sculpture became visible. Encased within the ice was a muscular man in a golden robe.

The Green-Eyed Ice Silkworm sprayed out a large amount of fine white silk, penetrating the ice sculpture, which became riddled with holes. A Nascent Soul flew out of the body and was caught by a white gourd.

The Green-Eyed Ice Silkworm shone with a blinding white light, separating from Ice Silkworm True Person.

With a single gesture, the white gourd flew into his sleeve.

After a twenty-year standoff, the Barbarian Tribe could no longer hold back and initiated a decisive battle, with even the Soul Transformation Cultivators joining the fray.