Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 442 - 350 Make a deal with the Seven Stars True Monarch (no more today)_1

Chapter 442: 350 Make a deal with the Seven Stars True Monarch (no more today)_1

"Destroy the body of a Demon Race Cultivator? How do I know if what you’re saying is true or false? Maybe you’re using me to break the seal, or perhaps luring me there to kill me,"

Shen Long questioned.

"I’m glad you think that way. You don’t have to go and destroy his body, just take a look. As long as the restrictions haven’t been loosened, there should be no problem,"

the humanoid statue spoke.

"I am not a disciple of my senior, and I see no need to help you. However, if you want my assistance, there ought to be some benefits for me,"

Shen Long requested.

"I am but a Soul Fragment, and I don’t have many valuable things with me. You may go to Heavenly Medicine Peak and pick some Spiritual Medicine. Before I left, I created several Spirit Medicine Gardens for my descendants, but it seems you’ll benefit from them instead,"

the humanoid statue said.

"Descendants? If senior has descendants, why not have them come and check?"

Shen Long expressed his doubt.

"My descendants are not in the Qianyang Realm but in the Qingmei Realm. I was born in the Qingmei Realm and joined the Big Dipper Pavilion after ascending to the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot,"

the humanoid statue explained.

"I passed by Heavenly Medicine Peak, and most of the Spiritual Medicines are withered. Since senior comes from the Spirit Realm, you must possess numerous secret techniques, right? It would suffice to impart a few of those secret techniques to me,"

Shen Long stated earnestly.

"Our Big Dipper Pavilion’s secret techniques are not to be taught to outsiders. Anyone who learns our Pavilion’s techniques will be killed without mercy,"

the tone of the humanoid statue was ice-cold, but then it shifted, "How about this! In my early years, I acquired a cultivation method in a dangerous place. It’s only the first three layers of cultivation method, which I can impart to you."

"What technique is it?"

Shen Long asked.

"The Heavenly Demon True Scripture! How about it?"

the humanoid statue asked pleasantly.

"The Heavenly Demon True Scripture? Alright! Senior, tell me the first three layers of the cultivation method, and I will immediately go and do as you ask,"

Shen Long said.

"Listen well, the first layer of the cultivation method is..."

the humanoid statue truthfully repeated.

"What! It requires a cultivation of the Divinity Transformation Stage to institute? Senior, aren’t you deceiving me?"

Shen Long said with a frown.

"You didn’t ask clearly about the cultivation requirements just now, and now you want to go back on your word? Do you really think I’m made of mud? Believe it or not, I can extinguish you right now? Are you going or not?"

The voice of the humanoid statue turned frosty.

Just now, the Seven Stars True Monarch was amiable, but in an instant, his demeanor changed.

Shen Long did not know the extent of Seven Stars True Monarch’s divine skills, and refusing outright could spell danger if the True Monarch decided to strike viciously; Shen Long might not be a match.

One step back could open up a whole new world, and when outmatched in strength, one has no choice but to yield.

"Fine! I’ll make the trip,"

Shen Long agreed.

"That’s more like it. When you get there, use an Echo Crystal to record the situation so I can review it when you return. I have extra rewards for you, but you can also choose not to come back. Just don’t regret it,"

the Seven Stars True Monarch said meaningfully.

"Got it, I’ll definitely come back. I’m off now,"

Shen Long agreed and started to make his way back.

Just as he reached the foot of the mountain, the Hundred Eyes Cicada emitted a joyful chirping sound, and its body shone brightly with golden light.

"Barbarian Cultivator! Zhuo Shan!"

Shen Long’s expression turned cold.

He released the Tree Person and the Iron Tail Scorpion; the Iron Tail Scorpion’s body shone with yellow light as it burrowed into the ground, while the Tree Person disappeared on the spot, enveloped in green light.

Nearly two hundred miles away, in a narrow valley strewn with grey-white pebbles, Zhuo Shan and his three companions stood beside a massive rock, with two giant centipedes lying on the ground. Their heads were split open with a hole, life extinguished.

"There are plenty of fourth-order demon insects here; we were nearly taken by surprise,"

a man in black frowned as he spoke.

"Alright, let’s keep moving!"

Zhuo Shan said.

Just then, a deafening thunderclap echoed, and a thick silver pillar of lightning split the sky, striking towards Zhuo Shan and his companions.

"No good, it’s an attack, be careful,"

Zhuo Shan’s face changed as he warned.

As they tried to avoid it, the ground suddenly exerted a powerful gravitational force.

Zhuo Shan was at the late Nascent Soul stage, and the gravitational magic of the Iron Tail Scorpion didn’t affect him much. The other three Barbarian Cultivators were pinned to the ground, unable to dodge.

A dazzling black light lit up from Zhuo Shan’s chest, and the shadowy figure of a huge black crow appeared. The black crow emitted a "caw caw" sound and spewed a black sonic wave that shattered the falling silver lightning pillar.

Hundreds of giant ice blades flew toward them, instantly reaching their faces.

The shadowy black crow opened its mouth and spewed out a swath of black flames to meet the onslaught.

As soon as the giant ice blades touched the black flames, they instantly vanished into nothingness.

One of the giant ice blades lit up with a blinding white light, and an Ice Flood Dragon appeared. It opened its huge maw and shot out a thick beam of white light directly at Zhuo Shan and his companions.

Zhuo Shan’s expression turned cold as he spat out a trident halberd flashing with yellow light, slashing at the Ice Flood Dragon.

A fierce gust swept through, and Shen Long appeared with a pair of giant golden wings on his back.

He wielded the Zyphyxial Blade and swung it in a slash, greeting the incoming yellow giant blade.

With a clang of metal on metal, the yellow giant blade was repelled. The three Barbarian Cultivators were hit by the white light and instantly turned into ice, becoming giant ice sculptures.

The Ice Flood Dragon’s tail whipped fiercely, smashing the giant ice sculptures to pieces, reducing the three Barbarian Cultivators to a mound of flesh, as their three Nascent Souls flew out from their bodies – two of them rapidly expanding, a sign they were about to self-destruct.

At that moment, a sharp and piercing screech sounded, and the two Nascent Souls returned to normal size.

A stream of green light descended from the sky, enveloping the three Nascent Souls and collecting them into a Green Jade Vase.

Zhuo Shan’s body radiated a bright yellow light as he tore through the air, avoiding the white light.

The Iron Tail Scorpion was only at the early fourth rank, and its gravity magic had limited effect on late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators.

"Shen Long! You actually have a fourth-rank Flood Dragon!"

Zhuo Shan exclaimed in surprise.

Shen Long did not reply but flicked his sleeve and a plethora of yellow light-sprinkled gravel shot out, coalescing mid-air into a huge Yellow Sand Flood Dragon with Qian Gold Needles hidden within.

He summoned the Zizhu Blade, transforming it into a beaming purple rainbow that slashed toward Zhuo Shan.

The Yellow Sand Flood Dragon shook its head and tail, pouncing toward Zhuo Shan.

A gentle flap of Shen Long’s golden wings stirred up a hundred-zhang-tall cyan tornado, sweeping directly toward Zhuo Shan.

At the same time, numerous white snowflakes drifted from the sky, accompanied by chilling winds. Before the snowflakes could touch the ground, they turned into foot-long white ice blades that flew towards Zhuo Shan.

Zhuo Shan swung the yellow giant blade in his hand, unleashing fierce yellow blade lights that surged to meet the attack.

He flicked his sleeve, and the Qianyang Seal shot out from his hand, rapidly growing in size and smashing down at the Ice Flood Dragon.

"Qianyang Seal, how did you come to have this treasure? Was Taoist Friend Qin killed by you?"

Shen Long asked, somewhat surprised.

The Ice Flood Dragon naturally wouldn’t take the hit head-on and opened its huge maw to emit a white sonic wave, countering the attack.

The white sonic wave collided with the Qianyang Seal, immediately dissipating, while the Qianyang Seal also froze. But quickly, the Qianyang Seal burst forth with dazzling golden light, melting away the ice.

Dense yellow blade light chopped down on the Yellow Sand Flood Dragon, causing its body to explode and transform into a cloud of spirit light-infused gravel. Suddenly, the gravel condensed into a barrage of yellow sand arrows, flying straight at Zhuo Shan.

Zhuo Shan was about to cast a spell to defend himself when a sharp, piercing screech sounded, causing his brow to furrow and a slight discomfort.

The dense yellow sand arrows struck his Protective Spirit Light, resulting in a series of muffled sounds. One of the sand arrows collapsed, revealing a Qian Gold Needle, which pierced through Zhuo Shan’s Protective Spirit Light and entered his left eye, exiting through the back of his head.

The corpse lit up with a blinding yellow light, revealing a Spirit Light-infused bead – the Tribulation-Substituting Bead.

With a "pop," the bead shattered.

Shen Long inwardly cried out in dismay. The Ice Flood Dragon’s body burst into white light, transforming into a massive block of ice – the Ice Escape Technique.

A gust of wind stirred behind him as Zhuo Shan reappeared, with a pair of enormous black wings on his back. The black wings were incorporeal.

Zhuo Shan swung his blade in a slash, and Shen Long met it with the Zyphyxial Blade.

A dull thud sounded, and Shen Long felt himself grow heavier, rapidly plummeting toward the ground.

Before he could hit the ground, Zhuo Shan flicked his right hand and a bead flashing with cyan light flew out, heading straight for Shen Long.

Realizing the peril, Shen Long had no time to dodge as the cyan bead exploded, transforming into a massive sphere of cyan lightning that engulfed hundreds of zhang, blanketing the area in dust and smoke.

A flash of gold, and the Qianyang Seal appeared above the cyan lightning, smashing downward.

A dragon’s roar that penetrated heaven and earth resounded, as the Qianyang Seal was repelled. The lightning dissipated to reveal a huge Red Fire Flood Dragon, unscathed.

With the Defensive Spirit Treasure, Black Skulled Shield, in his possession, Shen Long was unharmed and directly transformed into his Flood Dragon form.

The Gold-Winged Windroc circled high in the sky, transforming into a several hundred zhang tall cyan tornado, sweeping directly at Zhuo Shan.

The Red Fire Flood Dragon opened its mouth and released a swath of red flames while the Ice Flood Dragon expelled a burst of white chilling air. The Zizhu Blade, Yellow Sand Arrows, and Zyphyxial Blade swept in, attacking Zhuo Shan.

This moment demonstrated the advantage of having powerful Divine Sense.

That wasn’t all; Shen Long also unleashed the Nine-Headed Ghost Pigeon.

Facing a late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator, he did not dare to be careless.

"So many fourth-rank Spirit Beasts and Spirit Birds, and even the Nine-Headed Ghost Pigeon?"

Zhuo Shan cried out, his expression turning very unsightly.