Fights Break Sphere: I am not Xiao Yan

Chapter 120 Insect Eater
"Zi..."

As Xiao Yan gradually sank, this strange swamp was evaporated by the strange fire, producing shit-green gas. Although he could not smell the odor because he was isolated from the outside, he could still vaguely imagine how disgusting it was.

"I'm afraid this surface mud is all made up of the remains of decayed corpses!"

The powerful soul power has now become a burden. He would feel sick enough if he extended his perception a little.

The damp and resentful aura around was even so dense that it could be touched. If it was not withdrawn in time, even the soul power would be tainted.

"Teacher, this kind of place is probably not just formed naturally, right?"

Xiao Yan frowned: "Even if the cold power gathers, it will not create such a terrifying environment. It's like..."

It’s like the Little Medical Fairy blew herself up here.

"Who can tell for sure? The Magical Beast Mountain Range can support so many high-level Magical Beasts. Maybe there are some secrets hidden there."

Yao Lao calmly extended his soul to scan the surroundings, ignoring the extreme environment around him and collecting dozens of old magic cores.

"It's a pity... These magic cores have been soaked for too long, and most of them have been dissolved. Too much energy has been lost, so they can only be used as scraps to fill the gaps in medicinal properties."

"You really don't mind at all."

Xiao Yan felt a little nauseous when looking at these things.

Who knows what's on it? What if a foul smell comes out when you're refining the medicine and it stains the pill? Would you eat it or not?

wrong.

Most of the pills he made seemed to have gone into Xiao Yan's own stomach...

There is no other way. When you start refining medicine, you have to prepare Qi-replenishing pills to prevent yourself from getting weak in the middle of the process. The more you practice, the more you have to eat.

"You take it first, and I'll collect a few more for you."

As if he could see the discomfort in his heart, Yao Lao threw the magic core at him, as if he had completely forgotten that he could store it in the ring: "Do you still remember the knowledge I taught you? Identify the race carefully according to the characteristics! Just treat it as a temporary test."

"what?"

"Why, do you have any opinion?" Yao Lao glanced at him.

“…Yes, Master.”

"You old man, did you do this on purpose?"

Xiao Yan clenched his teeth and almost fainted from the smoke. These magic cores were not only covered with a thick layer of black mud, but when they were peeled off, the bodies were unexpectedly dry.

It was clearly materialized energy, but it seemed to have been sucked dry and shrunk into a raisin-like state.

'This swamp...'

Xiao Yan held the magic core with a serious expression, then he stretched out his finger to open the flame barrier and touch the mud.

In just a moment, he had a strange feeling as if his blood was boiling.

It doesn't seem like something is stimulating the energy of qi and blood, but more like an inexplicable external force is actively drawing it away.

"This damn place doesn't eat people!"

"Teacher, did you feel it?" Xiao Yan quickly retracted his hand, and the look in his eyes when he looked around no longer had the previous disgust, but was replaced by vigilance and horror.

He felt this way just by stretching out his fingers. If he were to be immersed in it without any protection, his blood would be completely drained within ten breaths.

"What do you feel?"

Yao Lao, who had no body at all, was unaware of anything. When he turned around, he saw his disciple panicking for no apparent reason.

There's no way... I don't have any energy at all.

What can the swamp trigger? You can't extract the bone spirit cold fire, right?
"It's eating!"

Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and scratched the flames a few times. After he pulled his hand back, he saw that the skin on his palm had already begun to wither.

"Ok?"

Yao Lao's brows tightened, as if he had thought of something bad, and he grabbed Xiao Yan's wrist and observed it carefully.

"It exists in a place where coldness and yin converge, and it actively devours blood and qi. It can't be... that's wrong. That thing can't produce toxins."

Yao Lao searched in his mind, and although he was able to find something similar, some parts didn't seem to match.

"I've heard of something similar before, but I'm not sure if it's that..."

As if disturbed by Xiao Yan's previous actions, strange waves suddenly came from the depths of the swamp, as if an arrow was flying through below at a high speed, causing a sound-barrier-like wave surge.

"Lower left!"

Yao Lao's eyes were slightly dim, and he instantly locked onto its direction: "It's about three hundred feet at this moment."

Baji collapsed!
The fist wrapped in strange fire slammed hard into the mud, creating a ten-foot-long cavity. Xiao Yan kept punching and rushing forward, and in just a few breaths he reached the previous position.

"Left."

Yao Lao stretched out his hand and pointed, and a fast-moving spot of light appeared in Xiao Yan's field of vision, guiding him in the direction.

The light spot in the sight seemed to be flying freely in the air, disregarding the resistance of the swamp, passing through at high speed and turning in an instant, as if it had sensed Xiao Yan's pursuit and was hiding in the distance, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"No... it's too fast, I can't catch up!"

Xiao Yan waved his arm and mobilized the strange fire to melt out a channel, which he then froze with ice.

He had originally planned to build a cage to trap it, but now that he tried it, he realized that this method was not only inefficient, but could also be easily exploited by that strange thing, which in turn would hinder his own actions.

"The point is that he seems to be able to detect my movements."

There was clearly no soul fluctuation on his body, but his perception was able to penetrate such thick obstacles like Yao Lao. Xiao Yan didn't know how he did it.

"Oh!"

Another straight chase, Xiao Yan seized the opportunity and punched the empty space again, rushing towards it. Just when he was about to touch the thing, the other party turned around and dodged without any delay.

"Damn..."

If he continued to use Baji Collapse, the consumption of Dou Qi would be unbearable. Xiao Yan could only use a move at the right time to close the distance, but he would always be dodged by the opponent.

No wonder even the seventh-level giant snake couldn’t control this thing.

The inability to accurately locate itself is enough to completely ruin its business.

“Valer…!”

I thought that thing would take the opportunity to run away like before, but this time it took advantage of Xiao Yan's fighting skill and turned around to rush towards him at high speed.

As the mud between the two layers penetrated, a hissing sound like many insects chirping together suddenly sounded, gradually becoming clearer from far away, accompanied by the sound of hunting.

The fire curtain in front of him suddenly broke through with a dark insect claw. The moment it was about to touch Xiao Yan, it was burned and a large amount of green mist rose up. The unknown creature burst into a wail, and the insect claw instantly melted into slurry and shrank out of the barrier.

Before it could escape at high speed, Yao Lao's soul suddenly appeared, stretched out his hand and cut the thing in half in mid-air, leaving only the broken breath and fleeing in panic.

"Teacher, what on earth is this thing?"

Xiao Yan looked at the pool of brown-black mucus that had been squeezed out of the mud. This mass of things was beating rapidly as if it had life, and suddenly rolled out countless compound eyes, and evolved into a thin layer like insect shells and cicada wings. "It turned out to be this... Then the toxins in this swamp must have another reason for breeding?"

Yao Lao took a deep breath and said, "This thing has no universally recognized name. I prefer to call it 'insect bite'."

"It is formed by the compression and condensation of Yin death energy. After it has gained intelligence, it naturally pursues the breath of life and will do everything it can to devour all living things nearby."

"Because it has such a special property, it can stimulate the blood and qi in a living being just by getting closer."

As Yao Lao started to introduce, he suddenly thought of a powerful man who was famous in Zhongzhou.

Lord Blood River!
This kind of magical treasure is a lifelong pursuit for those who practice blood-attributed fighting spirit.

'It is already as important as the strange fire to the alchemist.'

"The aura of death?"

Xiao Yan suddenly felt a little dazed, and kept pointing at the thing: "This thing... is actually condensed from pure energy? But its level is too low, it doesn't even look like a Dou Huang, how can it condense intelligence?"

The insects that were being pointed at suddenly erupted, turning into a group of mosquitoes and spreading out to attack, trying to break free from their restraints.

"Of course it's because I took a shortcut..."

Yao Lao shook his head and raised his hand to squeeze the insect.

The Bone Spirit Cold Fire instantly turned into a furnace and sealed it. The spiritual creature, which was only a fifth-level creature, had no room for resistance and was beaten to pieces in a moment, leaving only a mass of wriggling black mucus with half-cut brown veins floating inside.

"This thing's so-called intelligence is just derived from consuming a large number of living things. It is incapable of any proper thinking. It only has biological instincts pushed to the extreme."

"Just like what you just saw. Once it finds a target, it will try to attack it, and will not retreat until it is severely beaten."

However, this fellow's ability only goes so far. His broken and mixed consciousness cannot transform further. Instead, it suppresses the birth of his own spiritual intelligence, and he can only be trapped at the fifth level forever without making any progress.

"Do you want to refine it?"

Yao Lao handed it to Xiao Yan and said, "This thing is rare in Zhongzhou. The last time it appeared was three hundred years ago."

"Don't... Just keep it as a collection. This thing is not even as good as some high-level beast fires. What use do I have for it?"

Xiao Yan was quite disgusted.

Even if it was quite rare, what on him was not rare? Even the rarest thing in his body was himself.

Whenever Xiao Yan needed to absorb and refine something, he would ask, "Can it evolve into the Burning Art?"

At the very least, I have to be able to rub it into the Fire Lotus like I did when I transformed into Fire...

"Hehe~ Even if you don't refine it, you should try to use this thing. Believe me, it's much more interesting than you think."

Yao Lao kept urging him, and Xiao Yan, unable to bear the nagging, reached his hand in. Just as he was about to inject his Dou Qi, he suddenly felt a portion of the Qi and blood in his body being cut off.

"Crack!"

As if it had received energy replenishment, the sticky liquid suddenly regained its vitality and wrapped around Xiao Yan's arm, quickly hardening and eventually turning into a thick black shell with a biological texture, dotted with brown patterns.

After a brief sense, he found that the aura emanating from the shell was actually the same as Xiao Yan's. It was obvious that it was in sync with whoever's blood it drank.

"After devouring a life, this creature can reproduce a small part of the other creature's characteristics. Because the places where it lives are mostly swamps and full of mosquitoes, it often appears as an insect."

"That is why I chose to call it insect bite."

Yao Lao twisted a little spiritual light from his shell and pulled out a beam of light to the depths of the swamp: "Also... this thing won't leave much residue after swallowing the creatures. There may be deeper secrets behind the evolution of the poison in the swamp."

"Keep going! You'll have to enjoy this quagmire for a while longer."

"We still have to keep going..."

Xiao Yan sighed, put away the half of the insect bite, and continued to dive deeper following the guidance of his soul.

Although the shell looks good, its defensive performance is just so-so, even worse than his fighting armor. It is really useless.

Unless he becomes a vampire one day, this thing will just remain in the ring and collect dust.

"It seems like a great harvest, but in fact it is useless..."

Xiao Yan had just sunk a hundred feet when a crackling sound came from the strange fire barrier around him, as if something was ignited.

The mud deep in the swamp gradually turned green, and the annoying stench gradually faded away. It must be that no corpse could sink to such a depth.

The gas evaporated from the strange fire actually gave Xiao Yan an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

After releasing a little perception to investigate, the soul power clearly felt a sinister and corrosive force.

"Poisonous fighting spirit?"

Xiao Yan took out the Xuanzhong ruler and a wave of flames split open a fissure below, separating the mud and water into two walls on the left and right.

The further down you go, the denser the dark green fighting spirit becomes. In the end, it even overcomes the thick soil above, creating a space filled with poisonous gas.

And the half-insect-bitten aura was also hidden inside.

"boom…"

Yao Lao activated the strange fire, burning the thick and condensed poisonous gas in an instant, and at the same time formed a layer of ice to support the hole.

Sitting in the center of the space was a dark green skeleton. Although it had been dead for a long time, the aura lingering around it was still powerful, even far surpassing that of the Lion King.

"I'm afraid this person was close to the Dou Zun realm when he was alive!"

Yao Lao picked up the Insect Bite and threw it to Xiao Yan. He lay around the skeleton and looked around, obviously very interested in it.

After all, he would need a body of at least Dou Zong when he was resurrected. This skeleton was already far beyond his expectations, and it might be able to allow him to maintain his Dou Zun realm after his resurrection.

As for higher-level corpses... he didn't even dare to think about it.

Not to mention how difficult it is to hunt down a Dou Zun, just finding such a strong man in this northwestern continent requires a lot of effort.

"A high-level Dou Zong poison master? How could such a person die in the territory of the Jia Ma Empire?"

Xiao Yan suddenly felt a little strange. Since he was a poison master, why didn't he just practice in the Chuyun Empire? Why bother coming here to take risks?

"Looking at the age of this skeleton, it is probably nearly a thousand years old. It is hard to say whether the major empires still existed at that time."

Yao Lao examined the skeleton and found a pile of medicinal herbs that had turned to ashes in the already somewhat broken storage ring, as well as some scrolls that recorded the poison classics and poison techniques.

"Ok?"

Just as he was exiting his perception, Yao Lao turned the ring slightly and discovered a bunch of complex patterns on its inside.

Controlling the fighting spirit, he slowly drew the picture, and the final picture looked like...

“It’s like a map.”

Xiao Yan suddenly recalled the large map that Hai Bodong unfolded. The mountains, rivers and scenery on it corresponded to the scroll in front of him.

　I'm about to be bitten to death by mosquitoes.

　　Damn it! Why is there still such a thing in this season?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)