Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 520 - 428 The Terrifying Mutated Divine Power_1

Chapter 520: 428 The Terrifying Mutated Divine Power_1

In the western part of the Tianyuan Realm, an expansive, boundless range of verdant mountains echoed with a deafening explosion from deep within.

Deep in the mountains, a brawny youth clad in red and a full-figured woman in purple robes were attacking Shen Long. The ground was pocked with multiple smoking craters, and there were traces of fire scorching upon the earth.

"Make it quick, finish him off,"

said the youth in red with a cold voice, his face full of murderous intent.

"Daring to chase us here, you’re asking for death,"

Shen Long replied indifferently, flicking his wrist.

A resonant dragon’s cry that pierced heaven and earth sounded as an Ice Flood Dragon and an Iron Tail Scorpion flew out from the Spirit Beast Bracelet.

"A fourth-stage late period Flood Dragon!"

The red-clothed youth’s face paled with fright, his soul nearly flying out of his body.

The Ice Flood Dragon’s eyes lit up with a dazzling blue light, firing beams of blue light straight at their opponents.

At the same time, the Iron Tail Scorpion let out a sharp and piercing scream.

The red-clothed youth and his purple-robed companion immediately felt dizzy and unsteady, nearly falling out of midair.

The two beams of blue light struck the Protective Spirit Light of the red-clothed youth and purple-robed woman accurately. Their Protective Spirit Light instantly froze over, and they were both encased in ice.

Through the blue layers of ice, their facial expressions were clearly visible.

Shen Long punched out, and a giant red fist flashed, easily shattering the two ice statues into pieces, with flesh scattering everywhere.

A Nascent Soul flew out from the remnants, heading off into the distance.

Some of the flesh lit up with blue light, transforming into a bead flickering with Spiritual Light.

There was a "snap," and the bead shattered.

"Tribulation-Substituting Bead!"

Shen Long was unsurprised.

A red flicker of firelight appeared behind Shen Long, and the red-clothed youth reemerged, his back sporting a pair of wings that twinkled with red light.

The red wings’ aura was astonishing; evidently, they were a Spiritual Treasure.

The white spiritual runes covering the red-clothed youth’s body lit up intensely, bolstering his strength considerably.

Tianyuan Divine Light!

This was the innate divine ability of the Tianyuan Tribe, which allowed Human Cultivators to temporarily enhance their mana and thereby increase their strength.

The higher their Cultivation, the greater the boost.

A Nascent Soul early-stage Cultivator employing Tianyuan Divine Light could see their mana rise by forty percent. However, this innate ability also had drawbacks, including a period of weakness following its use.

The higher the Cultivation, the longer the period of vulnerability.

The aura of the red-clothed youth neared that of the Nascent Soul late stage, an impressive feat, though merely an approximation.

His hands radiated red light as he hurled them toward Shen Long.

Shen Long was quick to react, turning around instantly as red light blazed over his body, sprouting numerous Red Dragon Scales.

His fists moved to meet the assault.

With two "thuds," the youth in red screamed in agony as all his fingers broke, and blood poured unstoppably.

The red-clothed youth was sent flying backward, not yet reaching the ground when a gold-red spear flew toward him, piercing through his head.

The moment the Nascent Soul left his body, an enormous red hand appeared and grabbed the Nascent Soul, pulling it back to Shen Long’s side.

Shen Long commenced a Soul Search on it, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Fire Scale Tribe!"

A contemplative expression crossed Shen Long’s face.

They had encountered an ambush in the endless sand sea and had scattered to escape.

On this journey, Shen Long had slain five Nascent Soul Cultivators.

At this time, the Iron Tail Scorpion flew back.

"Master, I have eaten it,"

said the Iron Tail Scorpion, indicating it had consumed the fleeing Nascent Soul.

Shen Long nodded and fed the Nascent Soul to the Ice Flood Dragon.

"Nicely done, with this mutated divine power, you won’t need to resist with your body,"

Shen Long complimented.

"All thanks to the Master’s nurturing, and the help of the Boss,"

the Ice Flood Dragon humbly responded.

Being the earliest to follow Shen Long, the Iron Tail Scorpion naturally assumed the role of the Boss.

Even before its mutation, the Ice Flood Dragon’s Purity of Bloodline had reached four, which was why its Mutated Divine Power was so formidable.

Even without relying on their physical bodies, just with their mutated divine powers, these two Nascent Soul cultivators were no match for it.

Shen Long looted the possessions from the enemies’ bodies and fed the corpses to the Ice Flood Dragon and the Iron Tail Scorpion.

The two Tianyuan realm cultivators had four spiritual treasures on them, among which was a Phantom Demon Ornament, allowing the user to transform into a demon cultivator’s form, making it difficult to see through.

Shen Long had two paths before him, the first was to rush to Jintao Ridge, and the second was to find a place to hide for a while, to avoid the limelight.

If he rushed to Jintao Ridge, he would inevitably end up in a fight to the death with the Tianyuan realm cultivators. After all, he would be nothing but a high-level cannon fodder.

After thinking it over, Shen Long decided to find a place to hide. After all, he was not lacking in resources now, and it would be better to find a place for dedicated cultivation.

With Tianyuan realm cultivators actively hunting for Human Clan cultivators, finding a safe place was not easy.

He performed a Soul Search on an enemy and learned that this person had been to the North Cold Ice Plain.

The North Cold Ice Plain is one of the dangerous areas in the Tianyuan Realm, always covered in accumulated snow and with spatial fractures, making the space there quite unstable.

Tianyuan realm cultivators established a Spirit Medicine Garden on the periphery of the North Cold Ice Plain, where they cultivated ice attribute spiritual medicines.

Shen Long planned to hide in the North Cold Ice Plain for a while, as the inter-realm war was too terrifying, a lone Nascent Soul cultivator could hardly make a ripple.

Without him, the inter-realm war would proceed unabated.

Shen Long retracted the Ice Flood Dragon, the Iron Tail Scorpion, and the Spirit Ant, and using an escape light, he left the place.

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A vast and boundless plain, the ground riddled with rough and long fissures, as if from an earthquake.

Bian Shang stood high in the sky, his face slightly pale, while the body of the Goldscale Beast was bloodied and dripping.

A green escape light flew from the distance, stopping with a flash, and a portly, green-robed old man appeared.

"Taoist Friend Bian, where is Mo Wuya!" the green-robed old man asked.

Yin Lin was at the early stages of Divinity Transformation.

"He got away. That man is an expert in sword control techniques and even has a Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure. Even when I merged with the Goldscale Beast, I couldn’t keep him here," Bian Shang said with a frown, his eyes filled with wariness.

"Is his divine power that strong?" Yin Lin asked in surprise.

"He was also injured by me and won’t recover so quickly. The Qianyang Realm has suffered a great loss and won’t send more people for a short while. We must quickly eliminate the Qingmei realm cultivators; otherwise, if Qianyang Realm sends people to the Tianyuan Realm again, it will be even harder to deal with."

Bian Shang spoke gravely.

Yin Lin nodded, and together they left the place.

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Jintao Ridge, Qingmei Palace.

Lin Xiang and Qin Yue sat in the main seats, their brows deeply furrowed.

Xu Qingyun was speaking to them, looking very somber.

"Many Nascent Soul cultivators’ Life-Bound Lamps have been extinguished?" Lin Xiang asked with a frown.

"Yes! Based on the timing, they must have been attacked on their way to Jintao Ridge. It’s possible the entire party was wiped out. We can’t get in contact with Taoist Friend Mo, Madam Lin, or Taoist Friend Huang," Xu Qingyun reported.

He had just arrived in the Qianyang Realm when he learned that the Life-Bound Lamps of several Nascent Soul cultivators sent to the Tianyuan realm had been extinguished, prompting his immediate return to report.

"What do the cultivators from the Qianyang Realm say? Will they continue to send reinforcements to support us?" Qin Yue inquired.

"They won’t send troops in the short term, but they’ve also proposed to come to the Tianyuan Realm through the spatial passageway we control in the Qingmei Realm, which is safer," Xu Qingyun replied.

No one knew what had happened to Mo Wuya and the others, so the safest method was to come through the spatial passageway controlled by the Qingmei realm.

"Fine! They must send at least three Soul Transformation cultivators to support us. One or two such cultivators are of little use," Lin Xiang said.

With Mo Wuya and others in trouble, the spatial node controlled by the Qianyang Realm lost its value, and the Tianyuan realm cultivators would surely block that spatial node.

"We can’t place all our hopes on them. I am a high-ranking official of the Tianyuan Realm and will definitely resolve our enemies quickly, which means we must prepare for the fierce attacks of the Tianyuan Tribe and strengthen our defenses. We mustn’t let the Tianyuan realm cultivators destroy that spatial node, thereby cutting off our retreat," Qin Yue voiced her concerns.

As long as the spatial node remained intact, even if they were defeated, they could safely retreat to the Qingmei Realm.

If the spatial node were destroyed, severing their retreat, they would be trapped.

Xu Qingyun nodded, saying, "I’ll make another trip to the Qianyang Realm and also alert Taoist Friend Chen and the others to increase our vigilance."

After some idle chat, he took his leave.