Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 518 - 426 Ambush_1

Chapter 518: 426 Ambush_1

In the northern part of the Tianyuan Realm, a vast plain stretched out.

A thirty-zhang-long azure flying boat skimmed rapidly through the high skies, with Shen Long and more than a dozen cultivators standing on deck, expressions varied.

They had attacked the Black Rhino Mountain Range, easily breached its formation, annihilated all the Tianyuan Tribe cultivators, and acquired a large number of cultivation resources.

The Black Rhino Tribe’s treasury held plenty of cultivation resources, which were divided among three Soul Transformation Cultivators; Shen Long and the others also obtained some valuables from the bodies of the Tianyuan Tribe cultivators.

They were en route to Jintao Ridge, to meet up with the cultivators from the Qingmei Realm.

Shen Long held a map, his brows slightly furrowed.

In the treasury of the Black Rhino Tribe, they had found many maps, these more detailed, helping them to understand the Tianyuan Realm better.

Logically, the shortest and fastest route for them to reach Jintao Ridge from the Black Rhino Mountain Range should be a direct one.

The Tianyuan Tribe would definitely know of the Black Rhino Tribe’s annihilation, and might set up an ambush along the way.

Considering the existence of the Tianyuan Tribe, they deliberately took a detour, planning to go from east to north to west and finally south.

"Tianyuan Tribe cultivators are approaching, including five Nascent Soul Cultivators, more than eight hundred li from us,"

Huang Ziqi spoke.

With a change in his spell, the azure flying boat rapidly descended to the ground.

He summoned a yellow banner flag emitting spiritual light, cast a spell into it, and a vast expanse of yellow mist surged out, enveloping the entire azure flying boat.

Before long, the yellow mist dispersed, and the azure flying boat also vanished.

A short while later, a ten-zhang-long golden flying boat arrived from a distance, with four men and a woman standing on it.

They did not discover Huang Ziqi and the others, and passed by this place.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a yellow light shone from the ground, and the azure flying boat reappeared.

Huang Ziqi pinched his spell, and the azure flying boat quickly lit up with an azure glow, flying high into the sky.

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In the Tianyuan Mountain Range, the Tianyuan Garden.

Yin Shi, Yin Qing, and Yin Hao sat beside a green tea table, discussing something.

"Taoist Friend Bian and the others set an ambush on the way to Jintao Ridge and didn’t discover any third-party forces. It seems we were overthinking it,"

Yin Shi analyzed.

"It’s likely just a small detachment of cultivators from the Qingmei Realm causing trouble, forcing us to dispatch our Divinity Transformation Cultivators to catch them, thereby lessening our pressure,"

Yin Qing suggested.

"That’s a strong possibility; we also can’t rule out the presence of third parties. Is Bian Shang still in secluded cultivation?"

Yin Shi asked with furrowed brows.

"We’ve already sent someone to notify him; he will immediately head to the front lines once he leaves seclusion. It’s just not clear whether his Life-Bound Spirit Beast has advanced to the fifth rank or not,"

Yin Qing said curiously.

"That’s uncertain, he’s engrossed in his Insect Repelling and Controlling Beast Taming Techniques. To his eyes, spirit beasts and spirit insects are far dearer than we are. It’s been over three hundred years since he last made an appearance,"

Yin Shi replied.

After chatting for a while longer, they dispersed.

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In the western part of the Tianyuan Realm, a series of undulating verdant mountain ranges.

An azure flying boat sped swiftly through the high skies, with Shen Long and more than a dozen cultivators standing on the deck, looking content.

Huang Ziqi personally controlled the Flying Spirit Treasure, and along the way, with his powerful Divine Sense, he detected Tianyuan Tribe cultivators within eight hundred li.

To avoid startling the proverbial snake in the grass, they did not engage these Tianyuan Tribe cultivators, trying their best to avoid them. When that wasn’t possible, they used their spiritual treasures to conceal themselves.

On this journey, they had not encountered any Soul Transformation Cultivators, and everything was going smoothly.

"Eh, a Soul Transformation Cultivator."

Huang Ziqi uttered in surprise, his brow furrowed, as he pinched out a spell.

The azure flying boat lit up with a dazzling azure glow, heading toward the northwest direction.

After a short while, a golden Escape Light appeared in the distant sky and came to an abrupt halt.

The Escape Light contracted, revealing an enormous beast.

The beast had a pair of golden antlers on its head, its body covered in golden scales, with a pair of huge golden wings on its back.

A group of cultivators from the Tianyuan Tribe stood on the back of the golden beast, led by a burly red-clothed youth.

The red-clothed youth’s facial features were handsome, and his aura was unfathomably deep.

"Elder Bian, what’s wrong? Is there anything unusual?"

A Tianyuan Tribe cultivator inquired.

"Nothing. Increase our speed!"

The red-clothed youth ordered.

Bian Shang, at the early stage of Divinity Transformation.

The golden beast beneath him let out a loud roar, its body shining brightly with golden light, and turned into a Golden Escape Light that left.

Eight hundred li away, a teal Flying Boat hovered mid-air, with Huang Ziqi’s right hand holding a chicken-egg-sized yellow sphere.

"To actually possess a fifth-order Spirit Beast, thank goodness we discovered them early, or it would have been troublesome."

Huang Ziqi muttered to himself.

Encountering a Soul Transformation Cultivator with a fifth-order Spirit Beast, it seemed that they hadn’t noticed them.

He formed a spell with a flick of his fingers, and the teal Flying Boat immediately lit up with a blinding teal light, flying off into the distance, leaving the place.

A month later, the teal Flying Boat appeared above a vast yellow desert, with Mo Wuya, Huang Ziqi, and Fairy Xuanbing along with dozens of other cultivators standing on the deck.

The winds howled past, yellow sand filling the sky.

"This is the Endless Sandy Sea; crossing here, we can hurry to the southern part of the Tianyuan Realm."

Huang Ziqi said with a smile.

"We’ve taken such a detour and spent quite a bit more time, but since we haven’t run into any problems, it was worth it."

Fairy Xuanbing said with a smiled.

"Let’s meet up with the cultivators from the Qingmei Realm as soon as possible! It’ll save us from being on edge."

Mo Wuya said.

With a flick of his fingers, Huang Ziqi commanded the teal Flying Boat to fly towards the yellow desert ahead.

The teal Flying Boat was incredibly fast, and their journey was smooth and unobstructed.

After flying out for several hundred thousand li, Shen Long suddenly spoke up, "Senior Huang, stop quickly, there’s an ambush ahead."

Huang Ziqi first was startled, then quickly reacted, changing his spell, and the teal Flying Boat quickly retraced its path.

Fairy Xuanbing’s Divine Sense unfolded, but she detected no abnormalities.

"Young Friend Shen, you might have sensed it wrong,"

Fairy Xuanbing said.

Her Divine Sense extended far beyond Shen Long’s. Shen Long was just too nervous, and that’s why he made a mistake.

"Perhaps I did sense it wrong, but better safe than sorry. The closer we are to our destination, the more careful we need to be,"

Shen Long said.

The Nine-Headed Ghost Pigeon had sent a warning to Shen Long, detecting high-level Ghost Creatures.

Theoretically, there shouldn’t be Ghost Creatures here, as the Yin Qi isn’t particularly strong in this place. What would Ghost Creatures be doing hiding here?

Mo Wuya nodded and took out a chicken-egg-sized teal sphere, the Spiritual Treasure Qingli Pearl, capable of seeing through concealment.

"Not good, there indeed is an ambush!"

Mo Wuya exclaimed.

Hardly had his voice fallen when a ripple swept above the teal Flying Boat, and a thirty-odd zhang large red hand appeared out of nowhere, slapping down towards them.

At the same time, a fierce wind picked up, with several yellow tornadoes appearing, heading straight for them.

Huang Ziqi controlled the teal Flying Boat to retreat along the way they came, at great speed.

Mo Wuya’s right hand burst forth with brilliant teal light, slashing towards the void above, and a huge teal sword light swept out, shattering the red hand to pieces.