Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Chapter 910: Demon King Spirit, Restriction in the Pond

The so-called spirit body and soul of a monster is the spirit of a high-level monster that leaves its body after its death. It is very similar to the original soul of a human cultivator.

Once the physical body dies, the spirit will quickly enter the cycle of reincarnation and disappear between heaven and earth without an attachment.

But these white light monsters before their eyes were not ordinary monster spirits, but spirits that were trapped in the black fog after death and could not enter reincarnation.

After countless years, the spirits of these monsters had already been refined into the black fog, becoming an obstacle preventing nearby monks from passing through this place.

Because they are spiritual beings, they can quickly reunite even if they are broken into pieces. It is difficult to kill these white light monsters using ordinary spells or magic weapons.

The Fire Phoenix could only cast spells with all its might to activate the flames on its body, forming a barrier around the two of them to prevent these white light monsters from getting close.

As she consumed a large amount of magic power at all costs, the dozen or so white light monsters surrounding the two of them were indeed difficult to approach and were blocked by the red flames she released.

Seeing that all the monsters outside were isolated by the Fire Phoenix and could only watch them anxiously, Song Qingming immediately felt relieved and followed the Fire Phoenix with confidence.

The two of them walked through the black fog and soon arrived at the edge of the black fog in front of them. If they went a few dozen feet forward, they would be able to break out of the black fog.

Just when Song Qingming thought that the two of them were about to pass this level safely, he did not expect that a white light suddenly lit up again in front of him, followed by a thunder, which forced the two people in the black fog back several steps.

After stabilizing his body, Huo Feng looked up and found that there was a tall white tiger in front of him, blocking their way.

This white tiger has lightning under its feet and wings on its back. The aura it exudes is far more powerful than other white light monsters nearby.

“Nascent Soul Spirit Body!
This is strange. I didn’t see such a powerful spirit last time I came here. How come one of these suddenly appeared? Could it be a Nascent Soul cultivator who fell here before?"

After Huo Feng muttered to himself, he was about to cast a spell when the "white tiger" in front of him opened his mouth and spit out another fierce white lightning.

Seeing this, Huo Feng quickly cast a spell and took out a "five-colored feather fan".

Just as she was about to take the blow, a white light suddenly appeared beside her.

I saw a big white hand flying out quickly, and the next moment it grabbed the fierce lightning that the other party spit out. Then the white hand in the air clenched hard and swallowed and refined the lightning directly.

"You are using too much mana now, why don't you let me deal with this guy!"

Hearing the confident words from Song Qingming who was casting a spell beside him, Huo Feng stood there in a daze for a moment, then nodded and handed the somewhat troublesome "Nascent Soul Spirit Body" in front of him to him.

Seeing that the white hand controlled by Song Qingming instantly swallowed up its own lightning, the "white tiger" seemed a little angry, and opened its mouth and spit out several lightning bolts.

Although his internal cultivation was suppressed to the seventh level of the Golden Core, the power of the "Heaven-Devouring Thunder Control Art" that Song Qingming had practiced for many years was not weakened much when it was exerted.

Facing these surging white lightnings, Song Qingming's expression did not change much. He smiled slightly, and the big white hand in the air stepped forward and grabbed them hard, refining all the lightnings directly.

Although the "Nascent Soul Spirit Body" before him had reached the Nascent Soul stage, it was, after all, a spirit body without intelligence, and its magical powers were still slightly inferior to those of a real Nascent Soul cultivator.

After blocking all the attacks from the opponent, Song Qingming's magic power surged out, and the giant white hand on his body more than doubled in size.

Taking advantage of the gap when the other party was casting a spell, he stepped forward and grabbed one of the wings of the "white tiger".

The "white tiger" was not too panicked when suddenly being imprisoned. Lightning flashed on its body immediately, and it tried to defeat the giant white hand on its wings.

But no matter how the lightning flashed on the "white tiger", it could not escape the giant hand of lightning controlled by Song Qingming. Instead, all the lightning released by itself was absorbed by the other party.

Seeing that he could not break free, the "White Tiger" could only turn around and spit out lightning towards Song Qingming's position, trying to force the other party back and break free from his control.

However, before the opponent's attack reached him, Song Qingming slapped his waist with one hand and directly summoned out the "Nascent Soul Puppet" he was carrying.

Under his command, the "Nascent Soul Puppet" beside him suddenly flashed with light, and jumped up to entangle the opponent, preventing the "white tiger" from approaching the flame shield in front of him and the Fire Phoenix.

The humanoid "Nascent Soul Puppet" on Song Qingming's body has also reached the half-step Nascent Soul realm, and its strength is not much worse than the "white tiger" in front of him.

With his help, Song Qingming, who controlled the white giant hand, tried his best to perform the "Heaven-Devouring Thunder Control Art" and quickly absorbed and refined most of the lightning on the opponent's body.

Seeing that his aura was becoming weaker and weaker, and being entangled by the "Nascent Soul Puppet" and unable to interrupt Song Qingming's spell, the "white tiger" gradually lost its previous ferocious look.

After roaring with all its might, a white light suddenly flashed on the body of the "White Tiger", forcing back the "Nascent Soul Puppet" in front of it. It then turned around and turned into black mist, broke free from the giant white light hand and fled backwards.

Just as the other party revealed his true spirit, a golden talisman flew out from Song Qingming's hand and turned into a sword light that pierced into the black fog.

The next moment, the monster's soul was pulled out of the black fog by Song Qingming and thrown into a bowl in his hand.

“I didn’t expect that the life force of this Nascent Soul monster could be so powerful after staying here for such a long time. This is a bit of an unexpected gain.”

The life force spirit of the Nascent Soul monster is also one of the high-level materials needed to refine puppets of the same level.

Feeling that the monster spirit in the bowl was still struggling hard, Song Qingming showed a look of satisfaction on his face. He quickly cast a spell to seal it into his storage bag.

The Fire Phoenix, who had been standing beside him and watching him fight with the "White Tiger" quietly, now looked at Song Qingming with a hint of complexity in her eyes.

“I remember that you seemed to have a puppet at the Golden Core stage, but I didn’t expect that you could actually train him to the Nascent Soul stage.

It seems that you have been able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage over the years, not only because of good luck, but also because of a lot of opportunities!"

Hearing Huo Feng's question, Song Qingming immediately realized that the other party was talking about "Golden Wind" who had followed him for many years, and quickly shook his head and replied:
"Your Highness has misunderstood. It is not so easy to train a puppet. This puppet is not the one I originally owned. I borrowed it from someone specially for this trip."

"Oh, I see."

Hearing Song Qingming's answer, Huo Feng, who was anxious to leave the black fog, nodded slightly, and without saying anything more, he continued to walk forward with the other party.

Soon the two of them passed through the black fog and came to the foot of a high mountain.

Without the cover of the black fog, the white spiritual light following the two people quickly disappeared, and the Fire Phoenix also directly retracted the flame shield beside it.

After arriving here, Huo Feng looked around carefully before continuing to move forward with Song Qingming.

In order to conceal their whereabouts as much as possible, the two did not use magic power to fly for the rest of the journey, but chose to restrain their breath and move forward directly on foot.

After walking for less than an incense stick of time, Huo Feng brought Song Qingming to a pond at the foot of the mountain and stopped on their own initiative.

The pool is not big, only two or three meters in radius, and there are some white bones and corpses left by some unknown monsters around it.

Just by standing nearby, Song Qingming faintly felt a powerful aura coming from inside, and immediately guessed that what Huo Feng was looking for should be hidden under the pool in front of them.

After arriving here, a round bronze mirror appeared in Huo Feng's hand with a flash of inspiration. Then he cast a spell to fix it on the mountain wall not far ahead.

Song Qingming quietly wiped the spirit beast bag on his waist, summoned out several translucent golden butterflies, and controlled these spirit insects to scatter around the pool.

"I'll go down first, you stay up there, I'll send you a message once it's safe!"

After Huo Feng finished speaking, he took the lead and jumped into the pool of water in front, while Song Qingming sat down beside the pool, patiently looking at the "Five-Colored Spirit Feather" in his hand that he used to communicate with the other party.

After waiting for less than half a quarter of an hour, Song Qingming saw a burst of red light suddenly emanating from the "Five-Colored Spiritual Feather" in his hand, and he hurriedly stood up.

After casting a spell to cover his body with a layer of water-avoiding magic, Song Qingming also jumped forward and into the pool.

Following the guidance of the breath coming from below, Song Qingming soon sank to the bottom of the pool.

But before he sank a few feet, Song Qingming felt a burning breath coming from below. He was stunned and stopped.

Finding that the water vapor around him had begun to boil, he hurriedly took out the fire-proof clothes he had obtained from "Qu Bai" and put it directly on himself before turning around and continuing to sink.

Not long after, Song Qingming, who was already close to the bottom of the pool, suddenly felt the sound of a fight coming from below, and immediately increased his speed and fell down.

He saw a burst of flames rising up, and immediately in front of him there appeared a person wrapped in red flames.

Although he couldn't see the face clearly through the flames, Song Qingming recognized Huo Feng at a glance through the other party's familiar curvy figure.

Opposite her were two pitch-black giant pythons, which were continuously spewing white cold air at her who was controlling the fire.

"Hey! Didn't you tell me to come down only after it was safe? Why did you start fighting early?"

When Song Qingming saw this scene, there was a hint of surprise on his face, but at this moment he didn't bother to ask the other party.

Seeing that the Fire Phoenix was entangled by two black pythons and could not gain any advantage for a while, Song Qingming immediately summoned out the "Nascent Soul Puppet" on his body to help join the battle.

With Song Qingming's help in entanglement of one of the black pythons, the Fire Phoenix finally relieved some of the pressure.

After a while, she found an opportunity and cast a spell with all her might to activate the "five-colored feather fan" in her hand, which fanned out a burst of flames and instantly knocked the black python in front of her away.

Without waiting for the opponent to attack again, flames ignited on the Fire Phoenix again.

Then a sharp cry came from her mouth, and the Fire Phoenix's entire body changed into a red phoenix. Then she stepped forward with a flame and grabbed the black python that had just stabilized its body.

The red flames carried by the two sharp claws directly burned the entire black python, and soon it turned into black mist and disappeared under her feet.

After dealing with one opponent, Huo Feng ignored Song Qingming who was still fighting with another black python behind him, and landed directly on top of a bluestone at the bottom of the pool, urging the flames under her feet to attack downwards. But before her attack landed on the bluestone, a transparent shield suddenly covered the bluestone, blocking all the flames she released.

Seeing this scene, Huo Feng's face showed a little surprise.

Before she had time to think, she saw several red sword lights suddenly shot out from the white light shield, forcing Huo Feng to temporarily dodge the opponent's attack.

However, what Huo Feng did not expect was that the white sword light seemed to be endless and kept following her, leaving her with no time to cast spells except to keep dodging.

Song Qingming, who was still fighting with the black python above, saw the Fire Phoenix being chased by the white sword light below, and he felt a little anxious.

Just as he was pondering whether he should release the seal in his body in advance and go down to help, he heard another cry from below, followed by a flame that shot out directly in the water.

The next moment, there was another loud "boom" from below, which shook Song Qingming so much that he flew several feet upwards with the water flow.

After Song Qingming stabilized his body, he found that the black python that had been fighting with him for a long time had disappeared, and the water below the pool gradually became quiet.

Seeing this, Song Qingming quickly dodged and fell down, and saw a figure in red sitting cross-legged on a huge blue stone at the bottom of the pool, with two damaged snake statues beside it.

"Are you OK!"

Seeing the Fire Phoenix with a slightly pale face and closing her eyes to recover her magic power, Song Qingming hurried forward to check on her condition.

But before he could get close, Huo Feng immediately waved his hand calmly and said:

"I'm fine, I just temporarily over-consumed my mana."

After hearing what the other party said, Song Qingming's face was slightly relieved of the worry. He turned around and looked around the bottom of the pool.

The entire bottom of the pool was littered with scattered bones, just like the top.

Although these monster skeletons have fallen here for who knows how many years, most of them have not completely decayed, and still reveal a hint of the oppressive aura they had when they were alive.

The surrounding mountain walls were covered with vines and grass, and apart from the traces left over from individual battles, there was nothing strange about them.

The only thing that was missing was the huge green rock with a fire phoenix sitting cross-legged in the middle of the pool. It was obviously out of tune with the surrounding environment, and Song Qingming couldn't help but focus his attention on it.

The huge green stone was square and about three feet high, like a sarcophagus.

The two damaged snake statues on the side look somewhat similar to the black python that Song Qingming had just fought.

It seems that the black python just disappeared because the Fire Phoenix destroyed it.

However, because the Fire Phoenix was sitting there to recover her condition, Song Qingming didn't want to go up and disturb her at this time, so he patiently found a place to sit down.

After waiting for a long time, Huo Feng's complexion recovered a little. He opened his eyes and stood up.

"How's it going? Did you find what you wanted?"

Hearing Song Qingming's question, Huo Feng shook her head slightly, and then pointed to the green sarcophagus under her feet.

"What I want should be in here. I have just broken the restriction, so I don't think there will be any danger.

However, when I just came down, the restriction was not triggered and it suddenly attacked me, which seemed a bit strange.

Just in case, you should stay away from me before I open the seal."

Hearing Huo Feng's reminder, Song Qingming immediately turned around and took out several golden formation flags from his body and inserted them on the surrounding mountain walls.

As a golden shield covered Song Qingming's body, Fire Phoenix, seeing that he was ready, turned around and left the green sarcophagus, and began to cast a spell to push the green coffin lid below.

After a while, the entire sarcophagus was pushed open by the Fire Phoenix, revealing a pool of emerald green spiritual liquid.

Seeing the green spiritual liquid in front of him, Huo Feng immediately noticed an egg-sized golden ball emitting spiritual light inside.

Feeling the powerful aura coming from the golden sphere, Huo Feng's face immediately showed a hint of joy, and with a movement of the magic power in his hand, he shot a ray of light at it.

As soon as the magic power touched the "golden sphere", Huo Feng felt a powerful spiritual power slowly merging into her body, and she immediately exuded a different aura.

Seeing that the Fire Phoenix was not in any danger and seemed to be casting a spell to refine the "golden sphere" in the green liquid, Song Qingming, who was not far away, also slightly put down a trace of worry on his face.

This time she followed Huo Feng to help, and although she encountered some twists and turns along the way, fortunately she found what she wanted without any danger.

Next, as long as they wait for the Fire Phoenix to successfully refine this thing, they should be able to leave this place with peace of mind.

Although before following Long Feng to "Xianhuang City", Song Qingming had already heard from him the news that Xia Mo and the others had escaped danger.

However, he had been away for such a long time without giving them any news, and he didn't know whether Xia Mo and the others were still waiting for him near the "Northern Frontier" or had already returned to the East China Sea to cultivate immortals.

"The news of my disappearance shouldn't have reached Chiyun Mountain so quickly!"

Just as Song Qingming was still thinking about how to get out quickly, his face suddenly changed and revealed a strange look.

The two "Golden Fantasy Butterflies" that were left outside the pool to guard had always been connected with him, but at this moment Song Qingming suddenly could not sense any trace of them.

With a slight frown, he cast a spell and controlled it. Song Qingming found that his spiritual sense could not contact the spiritual insects outside at all, and he immediately restricted them.

At this time, the Fire Phoenix that was still absorbing and refining the "golden sphere" in front of the sarcophagus below seemed to have sensed something was wrong as well, and with a wave of its hand it took out a bronze mirror from its body.

But he found that a crack had appeared on it at some point.

"Oh no, someone seems to be coming upstairs!"

Hearing Song Qingming's reminder, Huo Feng nodded slightly and said:

"It will take me some time to refine this thing. Please try and see if you can help me hold them off for a while!"

Hearing the rare words of request in Huo Feng's tone, Song Qingming did not hesitate too much. He immediately produced a few more golden formation flags in his hands and cast a spell to insert them into the nearby mountain wall.

I saw a black light rising rapidly, instantly covering the entire bottom of the pool.

Then, Song Qingming, holding the formation flag, cast a spell to remove the seal in his body, and his aura instantly rose to the second level of Nascent Soul.

Although Huo Feng had reminded him long before he came in that he should try not to release the seal in his body unless it was absolutely necessary.

Otherwise, Song Qingming would most likely be discovered as a human cultivator by other demon masters, and it would be difficult for him to leave.

However, the fact that the other party was able to eliminate the "Golden Illusion Butterfly" that he had placed outside so quietly showed that his cultivation level should be at least above the Nascent Soul stage.

If the person who came was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, Song Qingming would hardly be able to stop him with just the "Yin Yang Eight Extremes Formation" in his hands.

At this time, facing the critical moment when the Fire Phoenix was refining spiritual objects, Song Qingming did not dare to be careless at all.

As soon as the formation was set up here, Song Qingming felt five or six auras falling rapidly from above. The pressure from the two leading figures had reached the Nascent Soul stage.

"Two Nascent Soul cultivators, and one has reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul."

Song Qingming, whose spiritual sense sensed the powerful cultivation of the person who came, couldn't help but frown slightly on his forehead.

"These people arrived at the right time!"

Before Song Qingming could complain in his heart, a powerful aura suddenly came from above his head and landed directly on the black light shield above Song Qingming's head.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the water at the bottom of the pool kept rolling. A middle-aged man wearing white armor and with a very strong body landed above the "black shield" that shook a few times.

Then another figure in a green robe fell, revealing the figure of a young woman with eyes emitting a strange green light. Behind her were five demon kings in the late Jindan stage who had not yet transformed.

"Hey! Could it be that person set up this magic circle?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's question, the woman in green robe nodded quickly and responded:
“Fellow Daoist Lei Ming, when I came down here before, there was no such restriction, so it must have been done by them.

I never thought that this person is also proficient in formations. He is a rare genius among my demon race."

"Humph! You think you can block our way with this magic circle? I'm afraid you think it's too simple."

Hearing the praise from the green-robed woman beside him, the middle-aged man with a higher level of cultivation showed a bit of disdain on his face.

He took a step forward, raised his hand, clenched it in the air, and summoned a white hammer.

"Let me see how capable he is!"

As the middle-aged man stood up and swung his hammer vigorously, the white hammer in his hand, with tremendous momentum, turned into a powerful white aura and fell directly from mid-air.

(End of this chapter)