Tianhai Fairy Journey

Chapter 1428 Liu Ying's Tribulation (Part 2) (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

Lakeside Residence.

Above the towering Lingfeng Peak.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, like another heavy world, exuding an unprecedented pressure.

At this moment.

A gentle breeze swept across the land.

The thick, black clouds melted away rapidly, like ice and snow, and the entire world returned to calm.

At the summit of Lingfeng, a young figure in a green robe, sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.

"Even with the blessing of Heavenly First Water, my understanding of the Dao of Water is still incomparable to that of the Dao of Water Abyss!"

Gazing at the magnificent scenery of the distant peaks, a thoughtful expression appeared in Li Qing's eyes.

Although the Path of Water Abyss does not have the blessing of innate spiritual water, it is the path of cultivation that best suits one's own Great Dao. The progress of comprehension during cultivation is far superior to that of other branches of the Great Dao of Water.

This proves the old saying that choosing the right path leads to twice the result with half the effort.

The next moment, Li Qing chuckled and shook his head.

It has only been ten years since his last seclusion. This amount of time is insignificant to any Nascent Soul True Monarch, let alone the fact that he has now entered the late Nascent Soul stage.

To expect to make rapid progress in such a short time on a path that is not one's strongest suit is wishful thinking.

next moment.

A simple, ancient-looking cyan token slowly appeared.

This is precisely his identity token as a true disciple of the Tianshui Dao Sect.

Not long ago, this identity token, which had been dormant for a long time, finally showed a slight fluctuation.

Clearly, the opening of the Demonfall Space is not far off.

"There has been no news of Elder Shuiwa. It is estimated that his small world is still deep within the reverse flow of time and space!"

As an independent small world, the Demonfall Space has been wandering in the depths of the world along its unique trajectory. Normally, it will fall into the South China Sea every two or three hundred years.

Li Qing put away the identity token, his expression returning to calm.

He has made full preparations for this battle for the opportunities in the Demonfall Space.

With Elder Shuiwa stationed at the Inheritance Tower to provide him with assistance, he had already gained the upper hand in this battle.

at the same time.

Information from the outside world transmitted by the demon body and Shan Lingyi quickly surfaced in his mind.

During the ten years he was in seclusion, the entire Taiyuan Realm returned to peace.

The war between good and evil in Yunliang Kingdom has become more normalized. Although the war has not ended, its level has dropped by more than one level compared to the past, and even battles at the Nascent Soul level are rapidly decreasing.

Currently, the world surrounding Yunliang Kingdom has begun to transform into a chaotic testing ground.

Countless demonic cultivators and immortal cultivators below the Nascent Soul level fought and battled each other in that cruel trial field, each striving for their own unique opportunities.

More and more talented cultivators began to actively venture into it in order to hone their skills.

The existence of that chaotic world even became a tacit understanding between the two major factions of good and evil. As long as the war continues, there will be no winner or loser, thus protecting the face of both sides.

In addition, the existence of such a cruel trial world also fits the purpose of both sides to cultivate geniuses within their respective camps. It is like a huge Gu pool, where only the geniuses who survive are more worthy of cultivation.

At this moment.

A figure in a white dress slowly descended.

"My lord, there have been new developments deep within the Snake Mountain Range!"

Shan Lingyi continued, "The special poisonous land that my husband once entered is slowly regaining its light!"

Upon hearing this, Li Qing's gaze shifted slightly.

Years ago, he and his old friend Liu Ying entered the Tengdu Death Land together. It was during that chance encounter that Liu Ying was able to advance to the fourth-tier Nascent Soul realm, and the Blood Spirit Flood Dragon also took the opportunity to complete its advancement.

Of course, more importantly, the death of Tengdu is related to the secret of the legendary demon saint.

Compared to back then, Li Qing now has a deeper understanding of the power of that existence.

The powerful demon saint corresponds to the Integration Realm on the path to immortality for cultivators.

Such beings are in harmony with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, truly approaching the level of immortals, and can be considered almost immortal.

Even in the vast spirit world of ancient times, the powerhouses at the level of demon saints were the strongest beings who stood above all living beings in the spirit world, and could truly look down upon all living beings in the spirit world.

Such a powerful being would not easily perish or have his cultivation vanish.

"That mysterious ancient being we encountered in the Tengdu Wasteland is very likely to have an inseparable relationship with that fallen demon saint!"

Thinking of this, Li Qing couldn't help but ponder for a moment.

To be honest, he didn't really want to get involved with that being whose identity and background were unpredictable. This was also why, even though he knew that there might be a huge secret hidden deep in the Pangshe Mountains, he didn't go to investigate after returning to Luonan Kingdom.

But now that the Tengdu Death Land has undergone tremendous changes, it has piqued his interest.

"No matter how glorious that ancient being was in the past, it is ultimately in a sealed place and suppressed by the rules and order of heaven and earth, so there is no need to worry too much!"

Moreover, judging from his brief cooperation with that mysterious ancient being and the fact that the other party had offered him opportunities, that being was not entirely unapproachable.

"Very well, since we've just come out of the pass, we might as well go and take a look!"

Having made up his mind, Li Qing looked at Shan Lingyi again: "Have the Lingbao Sect and the Hehuan Sect reacted?"

"I don't know the situation with the Hehuan Sect, but the powerful figures from the Lingbao Sect have already begun their journey there, and that area has now been forcibly sealed off by the Lingbao Sect."

"Since I've just emerged from seclusion, I should naturally participate!"

Li Qing smiled faintly.

Upon hearing this, Shan Lingyi couldn't help but giggle: "I knew my husband wouldn't miss such an opportunity!"

"This is a detailed account of the changes deep within the Pangshe Mountains, which I have collected."
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Deep in the Pangshe Mountains.

Round and round golden suns hung high in the sky.

The vast golden light enveloped the world like a layer of golden sand.

Take a closer look.

The so-called golden sun is actually formed from a series of golden mirrors.

That layer of golden gauze curtain, though seemingly weak in defense, kept out a large number of Nascent Soul cultivators from the surrounding Snake Mountain Range.

One after another, Nascent Soul True Monarchs, radiating immense pressure, stood at the edge of the golden world. They could only observe the distant treasure land from afar, not daring to overstep their bounds.

The so-called golden mirror that floats high above represents the Lingbao Sect, the ruler of Luonan Kingdom.

Who would dare disobey the orders of the Lingbao Sect?

"I never imagined that in that land, the legendary Pure Essence Fruit, which had long since vanished, and the Myriad Poison Cloud Tree, said to cure all poisons, still grew."

Seeing a large number of figures dressed in Lingbao Sect robes traversing the depths of the pale golden world, gathering various spiritual treasures, even the Nascent Soul True Monarchs standing on the outskirts were extremely envious.

But just as everyone was discussing it...

A phantom figure in a green robe, blending seamlessly into the heavens and earth, had already drifted over everyone's heads and entered the outer world of the Poisonous Land of Death.

That golden mirror, which seemed to have the power to detect everything, could not sense the slightest abnormality.

"The shrinkage of the Tengdu Wasteland is truly far greater than before!" Li Qing's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

This land was once covered by the deadly venom of the ancient Teng Snake, so much so that even Nascent Soul cultivators dared not venture deep into it. But now, the scene is completely different from what it once was.

"Could it be that the mysterious ancient being closely related to the fallen demon saint has already departed?"

He immediately thought of a possibility.

When he entered, it coincided with the resurgence of that mysterious ancient being. Now, nearly two hundred years have passed, and that being's strength is probably even more terrifying. How could it possibly lose control of the Poisonous Land of Death?

As he continued to delve deeper...

But all that could be seen was a huge battle fluctuation coming from afar.

Roar!Roar!
A colossal green serpent demon king was being besieged by two Nascent Soul cultivators. Streams of spiritual light rained down upon it, and the green serpent demon king let out painful cries.

"It's Xiaoqing!"

Upon seeing the massive body of the early-stage fourth-tier Azure Serpent Demon King, Li Qing, who had originally planned to detour into the depths of the Poisonous Land, slowly stopped.

"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Liu Ying is also here?!"

A hint of surprise appeared in Li Qing's eyes.

After returning to Huxinju, he made a special effort to inquire about his old friend, but he did not hear any news about him.

He wasn't surprised by this, after all, Liu Ying was a demon cultivator who had always stayed outside the mainstream cultivation world and rarely had contact with the outside world.

"Could the dramatic changes in Tengdu Death Land be related to that fellow Daoist Liu Ying?"

When the two parted ways for the last time, they both obtained the opportunity of the ancient Tengjiao from inside the Tengdu Wasteland. In the end, Liu Ying took the bloodline of the Tengjiao and obtained the opportunity to advance to the fourth rank.

In terms of lineage, compared to him merely using another true dragon bloodline to cultivate the Blood Spirit Flood Dragon, Liu Ying is clearly more closely related to the lineage of the Ancient Soaring Flood Dragon.

call!call!
Strands of pale black light rippled out, and Li Qing's face transformed into that of an unremarkable middle-aged man, while the surrounding aura transformed into pure heavy water pressure.

After activating the power of the Heavy Water Wheel Sea, he completely transformed into another late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who primarily cultivated the Great Dao of Heavy Water.

On the other side of the battlefield.

boom! boom! boom!
A massive, cyan serpent demon king roared incessantly, its enormous tail lashing the heavens and earth, forcing back several powerful magical attacks.

However, those two early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators from the Lingbao Sect were also quite formidable in combat.

Numerous magical treasures flashed forth, each of the two wielding four or five treasures, unleashing a continuous barrage of attacks that firmly bound Xiaoqing in place. A massive, sky-covering golden net also took the opportunity to descend rapidly.

Faced with such an offensive, Xiaoqing let out a mournful cry, and then, disregarding her own battered and bruised demon body, she charged madly toward the golden net, wanting to break through it head-on.

However, the final outcome was not as it wished. The golden net revealed various mysterious patterns, completely enveloping it.

No matter how much Xiaoqing struggled, the golden net remained incredibly strong and tightened even more.

"You beast, how dare you be so insolent!"

One of the Nascent Soul True Monarchs from the Lingbao Sect sneered and rapidly made hand seals.

The golden net erupted once more, and the golden light transformed into new sealing chains, completely sealing the enormous green serpent demon's body.

At this critical moment.

Boom! !

Streaks of black light descended from the sky, seemingly tiny yet like a giant mountain falling, radiating a heavy pressure that made the heavens and earth tremble.

The once powerful golden net instantly tore apart inch by inch.

"A late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!"

Sensing that immense pressure, the two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Spirit Treasure Sect immediately changed their expressions and retreated rapidly with fear in their eyes.

The next moment, under the watchful eyes of the two.

The streaks of black light instantly dispersed, transforming into a heavy black mist that engulfed the Green Serpent Demon King before quickly disappearing.

"Who on earth dares to disobey the orders of our Lingbao Sect? Could it be the master of that demonic beast?"

On the other side, deep in the mountains.

Little Green Demon's eyes were filled with terror as she looked around at the heavy black clouds.

The immense pressure emanating from the late-stage Nascent Soul realm caused its enormous demonic body to tremble continuously.

"How did you end up here? Could it be that Fellow Daoist Liu Ying is also here?"

Li Qing regained his original appearance and slowly descended.

Upon seeing that familiar human face, Little Green Demon's eyes were filled with excitement. After advancing to the fourth rank, it possessed a far stronger intelligence than before.

It naturally understood that the powerful figure before it had once had a close relationship with its master.

"Xiaoqing greets Your Excellency!"

The Green Serpent Demon King seemed to remember something, lowered its massive head, and pleaded bitterly, "I beg you, my lord, to consider the past relationship between you and my master and save him!"

"save?"

A hint of surprise appeared in Li Qing's eyes: "What exactly happened?"

Why is Fellow Daoist Liu Ying facing a crisis?

At this point, Xiaoqing, who had no other choice, naturally dared not hide anything.

"Your Honor!"

"Master is currently attempting to break through to the late stage of the fourth tier, and is unable to control the power of the Poisonous Wasteland. This has attracted the attention of the Spirit Treasure Sect and the Joyful Union Sect. Currently, late-stage Nascent Soul experts from both major forces have led their forces into the depths of the Poisonous Wasteland, and Master's situation is extremely precarious."
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boom! boom!
Deep within the poisonous land of Teng.

A deafening roar echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

But all that could be seen above a patch of azure sky were streaks of light emanating immense pressure, standing in mid-air.

Various dazzling spiritual lights of heaven and earth shone continuously, unleashing a terrifying and massive offensive.

At this moment, there were two other figures radiating immense pressure, each standing silently in mid-air at the rear of the battlefield.

"I never imagined that the internal strength of the Poisonous Land of Death had weakened to such a degree!"

A figure hidden within a hazy, mysterious pink glow murmured softly.

As early as when the Tengdu Death Site was discovered, the Hehuan Sect sent a powerful expert at the late Nascent Soul stage to investigate, but ultimately returned empty-handed.

That kind of poisonous power is extremely strange; it not only corrodes magic power but also erodes the soul, and even a late-stage Nascent Soul expert cannot resist it.

However, it has now been discovered that the so-called Tengdu Wasteland is almost just a shell, and the seemingly green world that once existed has far less power hidden within it than before.

Faced with the continuous attacks from the surrounding Nascent Soul True Monarchs, the internal power of Tengdu Death Land not only failed to erupt, but instead became increasingly weak.

"Fellow Daoist Kuangbao!"

The figure hidden within the pink glow slowly gazed into the distance.

Behind another group of Nascent Soul True Monarchs stood a black-haired old man, about ten feet tall, wielding a giant black hammer. The vast and violent pressure emanating from him clearly demonstrated the old man's strength.

"There must be some secrets hidden inside this Poisonous Land. Why don't we join forces and destroy it as soon as possible? As for the hidden opportunities within, we can each rely on our own abilities!"

"Alright!"

The black-haired elder from the Lingbao Sect nodded.

The next moment, the two of them simultaneously fell towards the center of the emerald green sky.

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to all my fellow book lovers!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)