Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 482 - 390 Spiritual Treasure Soul Devouring Bell_1

Chapter 482: 390 Spiritual Treasure Soul Devouring Bell_1

Northern Sea Cultivation Realm, Outer Sea, Golden Flood Dragon Marketplace.

A vast estate occupied the area, where Qinglian Sword Venerable sat beside a cyan stone table, listening to a blue-clad woman of delicate features report something to him.

"So much time has passed! Still not a single clue?"

Qinglian Sword Venerable frowned as he spoke.

Qinglian Sword Venerable had personally overseen the investigation into the murder of Mo Wuya’s junior disciple, and after several years, they had not unearthed the slightest clue.

"No, the murderer is too cunning. There were no witnesses at the time of Fairy Lin’s murder, nor were her belongings found on the market. We started our investigation through the black market and did indeed uncover quite a few evil cultivators, but they were all clueless. The murderer has been extremely careful, leaving no trace. I suspect that the murderer is not a cultivator from the Northern Sea Cultivation Realm, but rather someone who was merely passing through and left immediately after committing the crime,"

the blue-clad woman analyzed.

"Increase the manpower; I don’t care about the murderer’s background. At all costs, we must find the killer,"

Qinglian Sword Venerable instructed.

"Yes, Senior Ye,"

the blue-clad woman replied respectfully.

She took out a blue Law Disk that radiated flickering spiritual light, cast a spell into it, and her complexion drastically changed, her face overtaken by shock.

"What happened?"

Qinglian Sword Venerable asked casually.

"Senior Ye, the Su Family of Black Phoenix Island has been annihilated. The bodies of the cultivators on the island have been reduced to ashes, and most of the valuable possessions have been plundered,"

the blue-clad woman reported.

"What? The Su Family of Black Phoenix Island has been annihilated? No witnesses? Not a single survivor?"

Qinglian Sword Venerable expressed in surprise.

The Su Family was one of the eight major powers of the Northern Sea, with deep roots and numerous experts.

"There were no witnesses, not a single survivor. Logically, with their Clan Protection Formation, the Su Family should have been able to hold off an attack for some time, escape through the Transference Array, or at the very least, summon help using a large Messaging Array. It’s as if the enemy instantly broke through the Su Family’s Clan Protection Formation and annihilated the cultivators on the island in a very short time, the work of a Soul Transformation Cultivator,"

the blue-clad woman said with a solemn expression.

If it were the handiwork of a Soul Transformation Cultivator, everything would make sense.

"A Soul Transformation Cultivator!"

Qinglian Sword Venerable’s brows furrowed.

"Before the murderer left, they set a great fire, seemingly with the intention of destroying the scene, or perhaps out of spite,"

the blue-clad woman analyzed.

"Dispatch people to thoroughly investigate this. No matter who did it, we must unearth the complete truth. Let’s hope it wasn’t the work of an evil cultivator or the Barbarian Tribe,"

Qinglian Sword Venerable ordered.

"Yes, Senior Ye,"

the blue-clad woman complied, accepting the command and departing.

"Could it be that the same killer who murdered Mo Taoist Friend’s disciple has annihilated the Su Family?"

Qinglian Sword Venerable muttered to himself with a heavy countenance.

...

As time passed, a period of thirty years went by.

Southern Border Cultivation World, Myriad Poison Valley.

A chain of lush green mountains stood tall, and from its depths, a deafening roar of thunder echoed, followed by a large burst of silver lightning that shot up to the heavens, shaking the earth and whipping up clouds of dust and debris.

On the outskirts of the mountains, a towering tree gleamed with blinding green light, transforming into a severely scarred giant green flower. The bud of the giant flower bore the face of a man, his expression filled with terror.

By his aura, it was clear that he was a Flower Demon at the Nascent Soul Stage.

A gust of wild wind blew by, and Shen Long appeared, holding the Zyphyxial Blade in his hand, his back adorned with a pair of golden wings, his expression ice cold.

Just as Shen Long materialized, the Flower Demon’s face turned pale with fear. It was about to use the Wood Escape Technique to flee when a piercing screech rang out, as if someone had struck its head with a club, leaving it dazed and disoriented.

Before the Flower Demon could regain its senses, Shen Long swung his blade, and a streak of red light flashed past; the Flower Demon was cleaved in two, and a green Crystal Core rolled out from within, falling to the ground.

With a single hand, Shen Long reached out, and the green Crystal Core flew towards him, landing in his grasp.

"A fourth-stage, late phase Flower Demon! I didn’t expect Myriad Poison Valley to have such high-order Flower Demons," Shen Long exclaimed joyfully.

He had visited the Five Sage Sect’s Scripture Pavilion, perused the tomes that introduced high-level cultivators and volcanoes, then bid farewell and left in search of a great opportunity.

He had been in the Southern Border Cultivation World for over thirty years. With so many volcanoes in the Southern Border to investigate, he simply couldn’t check them all. Luckily, these years hadn’t been entirely fruitless; as he traveled throughout the Southern Border Cultivation World, he had met quite a few Nascent Soul Cultivators and collected a substantial amount of cultivation resources.

The Hundred Eyes Cicada, Ice Flood Dragon, Fire Qilin Beast, Gold-Winged Fire Ant Queen, Green-Eyed Spirit Fox, Tree Person, and Pursuing Spirit Beasts had successively advanced to the fourth stage, middle phase. Without the vast amount of cultivation resources Shen Long had invested, their progress would not have been so swift.

Shen Long collected the Crystal Core and the Flower Demon’s corpse and left the area.

After leaving Myriad Poison Valley, Shen Long transformed into a streak of Escape Light and tore through the sky. He had just flown ten thousand li when a thirty-odd zhang long green Flying Boat came toward him face-on. Three men and a woman stood atop the green Flying Boat, led by a sinuous woman in a purple dress, her features strikingly beautiful.

The clothes of the four bore a fierce ghost face emblem, the mark of the Soul Shattering Palace.

"Wu Jiao! Vice Master of the Soul Shattering Palace."

Shen Long recognized the origins of the woman in the purple dress.

The Soul Shattering Palace was one of the six major forces in the Southern Border, with a long heritage and abundant experts.

For Wu Jiao to personally lead a team suggested that Myriad Poison Valley contained something valuable.

Wu Jiao also noticed Shen Long and a look of surprise flashed through her eyes.

Shen Long had been active in the Southern Border for years, and Wu Jiao had heard of him but had never seen him.

Neither party knew the other, nor did they greet one another, simply going their separate ways.

Half a month later, Shen Long arrived at Golden Toad Mountain.

In the Donghua Cultivation Realm, the Human Clan and the Barbarian Tribe had not started a war, and the Spirt Control Sect successfully established branches in the Southern Border, Northern Sea, and Western Desert without much trouble. The Northern Sea Cultivation Realm was a focus, with twenty Core Formation Cultivators and one Nascent Soul Cultivator stationed there, given its rich Monster Beast resources.

Shen Long had brought twelve Core Formation Cultivators with him, and later, another six arrived. Working in teams of three, they dispersed to gather intelligence and cultivation resources, but nothing significant was uncovered.

Golden Toad Mountain was exceedingly bustling, thronged with business travelers.

After a short while, Shen Long arrived at the gate of a sprawling estate. The plaque read "Spirt Control Garden" in three golden characters, with two Foundation Establishment Cultivators guarding the entrance.

"Master Shen, Grandmaster Lin and Master Aunt Han have arrived; they are in the Spirt Control Garden," one of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators reported.

Shen Long nodded and strode in.

He arrived at a quiet courtyard where Ice Silkworm True Person and Han Yuwei were sitting beside a cyan stone table.

"Congratulations, Madam, on advancing to the Nascent Soul Stage!" Shen Long said with a smile, congratulating her.

"It’s all thanks to the Spiritual Objects for Core Formation and the Soul-Soothing Incense you gave me; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been so easy to reach the Nascent Soul Stage," Han Yuwei replied with a smile.

"Master, there hasn’t been any trouble in the Donghua Cultivation Realm, has there?" Shen Long inquired.

"No trouble. Also, the Spiritual Treasure you requested has been crafted. There was one failure, but fortunately, we had two Soul-Devouring Scorpion Spirit Souls. I spent a lot of money to purchase another batch of materials, and it eventually succeeded," Ice Silkworm True Person said, taking out a small bell with a glimmering purple light. On the bell, one could see the motif of a Soul-Devouring Scorpion, the spiritual energy impressive.

Shen Long accepted the purple bell, clearly seeing the words "Soul Devouring Bell" inscribed on its surface.