Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 955 - 8640,000 years * Vote for Monthly Ticket

Chapter 955: 8640,000 years * Vote for Monthly Ticket

Heaven Moon Realm, Cold Moon Continent.

In the Cold Moon Mountain Range, Bian Lang stood at the top of a high peak, looking at a scorched land with a cold gaze.

Dozens of Cold Moon Clan cultivators stood by, with expressions of sorrow and grief.

"Elder Bian, we have searched thoroughly. Not a single corpse was left behind; buildings and formations have been destroyed. The enemy did a clean job, leaving no traces at all."

A portly golden-robed old man said cautiously.

"How could the clan be exterminated when there are four Mahayana cultivators stationed in the Heaven Moon Realm? Guan Xin, can we still contact any other Mahayana from our clan?"

Bian Lang said with a frown.

"We can’t reach them. However, Elder Bian, you had ordered us to collect the maps of Qihong Cave."

Guan Xin reported truthfully.

When the incident occurred, he was out on a task and narrowly escaped the catastrophe.

"Collect maps of Qihong Cave? What’s so special about Qihong Cave?"

Bian Lang inquired with a frown.

"A Mahayana cultivator encountered an Eighth Rank Monster Bird possessing Vermilion Bird Bloodline in Qihong Cave and was killed by it. A Soul Fragment escaped, and once the news spread, Elder Bian ordered the collection of maps of Qihong Cave. When we returned to Cold Moon Mountain Range, it had already turned into scorched earth."

Guan Xin slowly explained.

"A Monster Bird with Vermilion Bird Bloodline! It couldn’t be a True Spirit, could it?"

Bian Lang’s face darkened.

To his knowledge, there were four Mahayana cultivators from the Cold Moon Clan stationed in the Heaven Moon Realm. Even if a formidable enemy attacked, they should have been able to escape, unless the enemy was extremely powerful.

"It probably isn’t! It’s not so easy to cultivate into a True Spirit. If it really was a True Spirit, that Mahayana cultivator’s Soul Fragment wouldn’t have been able to escape."

Guan Xin analyzed.

Bian Lang also considered this point and instructed, "Pass down the order, our people should not return here. If the enemy attacks the Cold Moon Mountain Range again, our Cold Moon Clan might really be exterminated. Scatter our people across various realms to gather information about the Eighth Rank Monster Bird possessing Vermilion Bird Bloodline."

"Yes, Elder Bian."

Guan Xin and others unanimously agreed.

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As years do not stay, seasons flow, ten thousand years passed.

Realm of the Spiritual Pivot, Green Lotus Continent.

Qianling Sect, Golden Roc Peak.

Inside a certain Practice Room, Shen Long was seated on a green cushion, with eyes slightly closed, and his body covered in a green halo.

After a while, a Sound Transmission Talisman flew in and landed in front of Shen Long.

Shen Long sensed it, the green halo on his body dissipated, and he opened his eyes.

He flicked his fingers, and a beam of Spiritual Light shot out, striking the Sound Transmission Talisman. The talisman self-ignited, and the voice of Sun Lin sounded, "Uncle Shen, Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch has come to visit, saying he has important matters to discuss with you."

"Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch!"

Shen Long was slightly startled; he did not have a close relationship with the Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch. Why would he come?

He stood up and walked out, with Sun Lin standing at the door, wearing a respectful expression.

"Where is Taoist Friend Qiu now?"

Shen Long asked.

"He’s outside the mountain gate, just by himself."

Sun Lin responded truthfully.

"Invite him into the guest hall; I’ll be right there."

Shen Long instructed.

"Yes, Uncle Shen."

Sun Lin took the command and left.

Shen Long walked into the Practice Room, entered the Myriad Beasts Tower, and reached Thunder Roc Island on the fourth floor.

Shen Peng emerged from Thunder Roc Island; he had ascended to the Mahayana Realm, saving Shen Long over thirty thousand years of arduous cultivation.

"Master, you’ve come."

Shen Peng spoke, his face full of smiles.

"Come with me; I might need your help."

Shen Long said, taking Shen Peng with him as they left the Myriad Beasts Tower.

He put Shen Peng into the Spirit Beast Bracelet and came to the reception hall, taking a seat in the host’s spot.

Soon after, Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch and Sun Lin entered.

"It has been a while, Taoist Friend Shen."

Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch started the conversation.

"It has been a while indeed, did you receive the elixir my faction sent you?"

Shen Long asked.

He promised to help Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch refine a batch of elixirs and had someone deliver them once they were ready.

"I’ve received them, the elixirs refined by Taoist Friend Shen are indeed exceptional."

Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch’s tone was warm, as he seated himself.

Sun Lin fetched tea implements and tea leaves, brewed the Spiritual Tea, and then withdrew.

"Taoist Friend Shen, have you ever heard of Mysterious Fire Immortal?"

Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch asked.

Shen Long nodded. "I’ve heard of her, but it has been a long time since there’s been any news."

"I’ve discovered her Daoist sanctuary, but the restrictions are too strong, I can’t break through the entrance. I’d like to ask for your help, to break through together. Including myself, there are two other Taoist Friends."

Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch explained.

"What kind of restriction is so powerful? Even a collaboration of three Mahayana cannot break it?"

Shen Long voiced his doubt.

"The Nine Palace Celestial Formation from the Ten Great Ancient Prohibitions. This formation can absorb part of the attacks and convert it into defense. Unless you break the restriction at once, the more it’s attacked, the stronger the defense becomes."

Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch candidly said.

They had exhausted their means and still couldn’t break the restriction, but instead strengthened it, so he had no choice but to seek Shen Long’s help.

"The Nine Palace Celestial Formation from the Ten Great Ancient Prohibitions?"

Shen Long suddenly understood.

In the Cultivation Realm, there are ten formidable formations known as the Ten Great Ancient Prohibitions, and the Nine Palace Celestial Formation is one among them, famous for its defense capabilities.

"Taoist Friend Qiu, I can help, but my wife and I must go together, plus, I want the cultivation method from the Spirit Domain."

Shen Long stated his condition.

"What? The cultivation method from the Spirit Domain?"

Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch frowned, Shen Long’s requirement was too high.

"I don’t lack ordinary things. If you have the Essence Blood of an Eighth Rank Monster Bird with a Vermilion Bird Bloodline, I can also help."

Shen Long spoke with a profound implication.

Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch’s brow furrowed deeply, it seemed he had underestimated Shen Long’s appetite.

Shen Long’s strength was no weaker than his, and he was also an Alchemist, making it difficult indeed to request Shen Long’s assistance.

"I can provide you with the cultivation method from the Spirit Domain, but I have a small request—help me refine two batches of elixirs. I haven’t gathered all the materials yet, once I have, I’ll come to you."

Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch slowly said, flicking his sleeve, a green jade slip flew out towards Shen Long.

Shen Long’s Divine Sense swept over it, his eyes revealing a trace of delight, and he spoke, "No problem, my wife hasn’t finished her closed-door cultivation yet. For now, you stay in Qianling Sect."

"I’ve got other matters to attend to and can’t stay long, so here’s the plan! When it’s time, head over to Mysterious Fire Realm, and we’ll meet at the Mysterious Fire Marketplace."

Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch proposed.

"Meet at Mysterious Fire Marketplace in the Mysterious Fire Realm? No problem!"

Shen Long readily agreed.

"It’s a deal, I will wait for Taoist Friend Shen and Fairy Chu at the Mysterious Fire Marketplace."

After saying this, Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch stood up and left.

Shen Long personally saw Heavenly Fiend Divine Monarch off, then returned to Golden Roc Peak.

He came to the entrance of the Artifact Refining Room and sent a Sound Transmission Talisman.

Half an hour passed, the doors of the Artifact Refining Room remained closed.

Shen Long didn’t mind, walked into the Practice Room, took out the green jade slip, placed it on his forehead, and immersed his Divine Sense within.

After a while, Shen Long withdrew his Divine Sense, his face revealing a contemplative expression.

"So profound and mysterious, no wonder many Mahayana Cultivators spend tens of thousands of years comprehending the Spirit Domain without any results."

Shen Long muttered to himself.