Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 437 - 345 Ice Flood Dragon Annihilates Enemies (No More Today)_1

Chapter 437: 345 Ice Flood Dragon Annihilates Enemies (No More Today)_1

Qin Biao felt an overwhelming gravity pull him towards the ground, his body uncontrollably plummeting downward.

Suddenly, the gravity vanished, leaving Qin Biao feeling weightless. Dozens of thick green vines burst from the soil, quickly intertwining to form a massive green hand covered in sharp thorns, swiftly grabbing Qin Biao’s right foot.

Hundreds of giant ice blades flew towards him, instantly appearing in front of Qin Biao.

Qin Biao’s body radiated a brilliant golden light, a thick golden armor materialized, protecting his entire body as he threw his fists forward to meet the attack.

Accompanied by a piercing sound of whooshing air, a flurry of golden fist shadows flew out, shattering the incoming giant ice blades. One of the white ice blades exploded with blinding white light, and an Ice Flood Dragon appeared, spewing cold air and with a fierce glint in its eyes.

Qin Biao was so frightened that his soul nearly left his body. He flicked his sleeve, and five golden flying knives shot out, striking the Ice Flood Dragon in succession and producing a series of "clang" sounds of metal clashing.

The Ice Flood Dragon’s right claw struck Qin Biao, sending his body flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.

A multitude of cracks appeared on the golden armor that covered Qin Biao. Before he could stand up, more green vines burst from the soil, binding his body tightly.

Qin Biao struggled ferociously, tearing the green vines apart, but a thick white light descended from the sky and struck him, quickly turning his body into a giant ice sculpture.

A thick dragon’s tail descended from above, smashing the ice sculpture to pieces, along with Qin Biao’s body, reducing it to a pile of flesh.

A Nascent Soul flew out of the carnage, but before it could get far, a red firelight shone, and Shen Long appeared, his Windfire Wings fluttering gently on his back. He grabbed the Nascent Soul and began a Soul Search.

"Heavenly Ghost Sect Cultivator! Zhao Xueying, Spiritual Treasure!"

Shen Long’s brow furrowed, and a contemplative look crossed his face.

He hadn’t expected Zhao Xueying, the Vice Sect Master of Heavenly Ghost Sect, to personally lead the team. Fortunately, there were no late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators, so Shen Long didn’t take Zhao Xueying and the others seriously.

Qin Biao had killed Wu Dong and Wu Xi for a fourth-rank Leading Thunder Pearl, which now fell into Shen Long’s hands. With this, he now possessed a fourth-rank Leading Thunder Pearl and an Absorbing Thunder Pearl, allowing him to ask Chu Buyu to help craft a set of treasures again.

Shen Long searched the corpses and found three Storage Bags. None of Qin Biao’s group possessed any Spiritual Treasures, and there was no need for Shen Long to take action. The Ice Flood Dragon, Iron Tail Scorpion, and Tree Person could deal with the enemies themselves.

As the Spirit Beasts, Spirit Insects, and Spirit Birds grew, the pressure on Shen Long significantly lessened. He no longer needed to take action against ordinary enemies.

The Ice Flood Dragon spat out a white aurora that enveloped the bodies of the three Nascent Soul Cultivators, drawing them into its mouth, and swallowed them.

The bodies of Nascent Soul Cultivators were a great tonic for Spirit Beasts and Spirit Birds, containing their Essence Blood and Spirit Soul within the Nascent Soul, which could be fed to the Nine-Headed Ghost Pigeon, wasting nothing.

Shen Long took out a Silver Talisman and placed it on the Nascent Soul, then stored it inside a jade box, keeping it to feed the Nine-Headed Ghost Pigeon.

To oppose Shen Long was to be reduced to nothing.

The three Nascent Soul Cultivators had quite a few possessions, totaling over three million Spirit Stones, thirteen Dharma Treasures, and twelve fourth-rank Demon Cores, along with some Alchemy and Artifact Refining materials.

A green light illuminated an open area, and Heavenly Medicine Peak appeared.

The illusions cast by the Green-Eyed Spirit Fox were so effective that even the middle-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator Qin Biao could not see through them.

"Come back! There must be more valuable things here. We have to beat Zhao Xueying and the others to it," Shen Long instructed.

The Ice Flood Dragon shook its head and swayed its tail, turning into a white light and flying back into the Spirit Beast Bracelet.

The Hundred Eyes Cicada’s eyes emitted a dazzling golden light, with a shrill cicada cry piercing the air.

"Fire Mountain! Lihuo Bamboo! Plenty of them, this is great," Shen Long exclaimed with his eyes shining. To the northwest, there was a range of volcanoes where a large quantity of Lihuo Bamboo grew, which could be transplanted to the second layer of the Myriad Beasts Tower.

Shen Long moved in the northwest direction, the Iron Tail Scorpion burrowed underground, and the Green-Eyed Spirit Fox and Hundred Eyes Cicada followed behind, with the Tree Person at the rear.

As the Tree Person passed, the life force of many ordinary Spirit Plants was drained, leaving them all dead and withered.

Wherever Shen Long passed, not a blade of grass grew; every living thing was killed, and the Spiritual Medicine, Spirit Fruits, and Spirit Wood were all transplanted away.

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On a vast plain, a deafening explosion rang out, and a huge golden light soared into the sky.

Deep in the plains, the ground was filled with large cracks, and dust billowed.

Zhuo Shan and his five companions stood on a low hillock, where a muscular man in a green shirt held a Nascent Soul in his hand, the Nascent Soul bearing a striking resemblance to Xu Mo.

"Shen Long of the Spirit Control Sect is here as well! In addition, there are seven other Nascent Soul Cultivators, with unknown identities," the man in the green shirt said, furrowing his brows.

"Shen Long! Perfect, old grudges and new, we’ll annihilate them all," Zhuo Shan said gravely.

During the great battle, Shen Long had killed many Nascent Soul Stage Barbarian Cultivators and even received extra rewards from Mo Wuya, becoming a role model for the Human Clan in the Donghua Cultivation Realm.

"Shen Long is already at the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul and possesses a rank four Mutated Spirit Insect; he’s not easy to deal with," said the man in the green shirt, his expression grave.

"Zheqing, besides this information, do you have any more details about Shen Long? Like what Spiritual Treasures he owns, or the weaknesses of those rank four Spirit Beasts and Spirit Birds, and his techniques?" a voluptuous woman in a purple dress inquired.

Zheqing shook his head, replying, "I don’t know. Shen Long is tight-lipped and hasn’t leaked much information about himself. That said, his Divine Sense is even stronger than that of a Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator."

"What? He’s only at the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul, and his Divine Sense is stronger than a Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator? Does he have a high-level Divine Sense Technique or a Spiritual Treasure that enhances Divine Sense?" Zhuo Shan asked in surprise.

"It’s unclear, but Xu Mo suspects that Shen Long must have consumed a great amount of Miracle Elixirs to increase his Divine Sense," Zheqing answered truthfully.

"When we encounter Shen Long, we must be extremely cautious. We should eliminate him with all our might and not underestimate him. I have a premonition that this person has always been hiding his true strength. His actual power might be on par with a Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator, or even surpass it," Zhuo Shan instructed with a heavy voice.

"Let’s search for treasures first! Xu Mo also doesn’t know where this is. It doesn’t look like ancient ruins but more like a forbidden area. We may well find a Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure," Zheqing said excitedly.

They left the area, vanishing into the plains.

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In a massive valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, a tremendous explosion came from within the valley, and the ground shook slightly, accompanied by faint sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

After a while, the sound of the explosion and the ghostly cries ceased.

Within the valley lay an extensive Spirit Medicine Garden, half-collapsed. Zhao Xueying and her three companions stood on an open field, with two dried-up corpses lying on the ground, as if they had been drained of their Essence Blood.

Not far away stood a Dragon Scale Fruit tree, with dozens of Dragon Scale Fruits hanging on it.

"Dragon Scale Fruits, they really exist! We’ve struck it rich," an excited, portly man in a black robe exclaimed.