Mortals get a golden finger for immortal cultivation every year

Chapter 158: The Power of the Fallen Heart Flame
"However, my lord, please be more careful. I have a feeling that the divine blood of the spirit race this time is not that simple."

Xiaohong expressed her concerns, and she naturally learned from Zhao Shuang the purpose of the spirits' visit this time.

The divine blood of the elves is said to be related to the secret of the birth of the elves. If you get it, you will definitely get great benefits.

Although Xiao Hong is from the Black Phoenix clan of the demon race, she still stands on the side of Zhao Shuang.

"This thing is of no use to me. As for the secrets of the spirit race, the secrets of the spirit race cannot be revealed by a bottle of divine blood. This matter cannot be explained in a few words, and you don't need to inquire about it."

Zhao Shuang shook his head and said lightly.

Although Zhao Shuang is only in the Spirit Transformation Stage, Xiao Hong still focuses on Zhao Shuang. After all, she has witnessed and experienced Zhao Shuang's magical powers, so she naturally knows how powerful Zhao Shuang is.

"I understand, but if not for this, does your Excellency have anything else to do?"

Xiaohong asked in confusion.

"Haha, isn't this the invitation from Lord Lan of Sunset City? I happened to have nothing to do, so I came to take a look."

"Now that I'm here, I naturally can't give up halfway. I have to help the Holy Emperor Palace and City Lord Lan once. After all, they are all human cultivators."

Zhao Shuang chuckled and explained,

"I see."

Xiaohong nodded in relief and said nothing more.

On the other side, the demons, humans, and spirits all headed towards the place where the spirits were rebelling.

After a short rest, the two of them did not waste any more time and headed towards the Scorching Flame Pond where the Eldar rebelled.

……

On this day, several figures stood on a mountain outside the Chaos Valley.

Some of them are immortal cultivators at around the Jindan stage, and some are physical practitioners at the third or fourth level of the Vajra Sutra.

At this moment, their faces were not very good, and they looked at the entrance of Chaos Valley not far away with serious eyes.

And in this Chaos Valley is the place where the rebellious elves live, the Scorching Flame Pond.

However, a dangerous place like the Scorching Flame Pond was one that not only they, but even the cultivators in the Spirit Transformation Stage and high-level physical trainers did not dare to set foot in easily. Therefore, they just followed the orders of the Sunset City Lord Lan and waited outside the Chaos Valley.

However, after waiting for three or five days, someone finally couldn't stand it anymore and asked the person in charge about the matter, raising questions.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, did City Lord Lan really send someone to tell you that they will arrive outside the Chaos Valley and engage in a battle with the Heling cultivators?"

"Indeed, without City Lord Lan's message, I wouldn't have dared to let you fellow Daoists risk coming to wait outside Chaos Valley. This is to prevent the demon cultivators from taking advantage of the situation and causing this mission to fail. If that happens, City Lord Lan will have a hard time explaining it to the Holy Emperor Palace. Moreover, with Senior Huangliang Shijun around, you can imagine how important this matter is."

The old man surnamed Sun, who was in the lead, spoke with a serious expression.

After hearing this, the others no longer had any opinions and continued to wait.

Time flew by, and three days had passed. Suddenly, a long roar came from the side of Chaos Valley, rumbling like thunder, shocking the mind.

At the same time, there was an endless stream of demonic energy that surged into the sky like a flood, making people shudder.

It is obvious that the demons are coming.

Such a scene naturally made the responsible human race feel a chill down their spines. They had witnessed it with their own eyes not long ago.
The two spirits killed the demons who arrived earlier. Their powerful strength made them shudder.

At this time, figures appeared in the direction of chaos, in the sky, and on the ground.

There were green wooden birds in the sky, each one was a full ten feet tall. There were also stone men on the ground, each one seemed to be standing upright, five or six feet tall.

Just one look at it is daunting.

However, each of these wooden birds is lifelike and light-bodied. From a distance, it is difficult to immediately tell whether they are real or fake.

The body of the stone giant is extremely rough, and there is nothing else on its huge face except a pair of pale white eyes. The stones that condense into the giant are also of various types.

All of these come from the demon clan and the spirit clan. In fact, the spirit clan is also a kind of demon clan, but one is transformed from birds and beasts, and the other is transformed from wood, stone, flowers and plants.

For example, the wooden phoenix and the stone man that have just emerged from both teams are examples.

The former is Xiao Hong from the Black Phoenix Clan, and the latter is Huang Shi Gong from the Spirit Clan.

At this moment, an emerald green wooden phoenix and a gray-white stone man walked out of the queue at the same time.

At this moment, one of them was on the head of the wooden phoenix, and the other was in the palm of the stone man.

"Senior Xiao, could you please show up and answer my question?" Huang Shigong's voice was not loud, but it was like thunder, and the cultivators of the three tribes outside the Chaos Valley could hear it clearly.
Just as he finished speaking, a phoenix cry sounded, and Xiaohong's graceful figure emerged. She opened her almond-shaped lips slightly, sneered, and said bluntly.

"Why, old Huangshi, are you going to give up this Chaos Valley?"

"You are dreaming. Not to mention that you are a demon clan senior, even if there is another demon clan senior, what can he do? It is impossible for my spirit clan to give up the Chaos Valley."

Hearing Xiaohong's rude and wishful words, Huang Shigong shook his head and refused without hesitation.

He was not afraid or apprehensive because Xiaohong had already advanced to the Void Refinement Stage.

However, perhaps because his mouth was too clever, a light laugh was heard.

"Haha! Fairy Xiaohong is not enough, and I am here too."

As the chuckle ended, another demon cultivator flew out from behind.

This person was thin, with a glittering moth perched on his shoulder. He was none other than the handsome young man named Huan.

After seeing the young man, Huang Shigong and another spirit girl's expressions changed drastically: "Huan Cangqi, it's you. Why are you here?"

Obviously, he knew the boy.

"I never thought that you two would dare to appear before me. In our previous battle, when I was not even at the Void Refinement Stage, I was able to fight you two undefeated."

"Ten thousand years have passed, and I've already reached the Void Refinement Stage, but you're still just two Spirit Generals. It seems the Spirits, despite having a longer lifespan, can't compare to the potential of our two races. It's likely that sooner or later, like other weaker races, you'll slowly die out in the Spirit World. If that's the case, it would be best if you submitted to us sooner rather than later. The Spirits are still very useful to both of our races, and we won't let you completely perish."

The young man surnamed Huan spoke in an unusually calm manner, yet with a hint of advice.

Seems quite kind.

"How ridiculous! You are just a small elder, yet you actually evaluate my spirit race in this way. It's more appropriate for your clan leader to say this."

Huang Shi Gong was furious. "Yes, Huang Shi Gong, you're still so eloquent. I didn't say that, the clan leader said it. I'm just relaying it. Whether you listen or not is your own business."

The young man, the big rat as Zhao Shuang called him, laughed heartily, without showing any sign of anger.

"It's ridiculous. With several Holy Spirits here, the spirit race will never surrender to any race." Tianying, who was surrounded by green light, replied coldly.

"It's up to you. It's not our demon race that will be exterminated anyway."

"Fellow Daoist Huang Liang, City Lord Lan, and Fellow Daoist Zhao, the first Divine Transformation Master of the human race, shouldn't you all come out as well? Others may not know, but I know very well that you all arrived here yesterday. Do you really want to reap the benefits while others are at it?"

After speaking to the two spirits, the young man surnamed Huan smiled coldly, then suddenly turned his head and shouted towards the void in the other direction in the distance with a strange look on his face.

Naturally, this sentence surprised the two elves in the field, as well as the humans who were unable to hide nearby.

A faint white light flashed, as if an invisible veil suddenly fell off, and a giant jade boat that was thirty meters long and four or five meters wide suddenly appeared in the void. It was covered in misty white light and floated there silently.

Standing on the jade boat were Huangliang Lingjun, Zhao Shuang, Lord Lan and other human cultivators.

"Phantom Flame Moth, it turns out to be Senior. I've heard of your great name for a long time, and now I see you for the first time. You really are a big rat, haha."

Zhao Shuang laughed.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Huangliang Shijun, Lan Chengzhu and others changed drastically. They did not expect Zhao Shuang to be so rude and even speak too harshly to the young man who was in the Void Refinement Stage.
If this happened to an ordinary cultivator in the God Transformation Stage, what difference would it make to him seeking death?

"Big Rat, in all these years, you are the first Daoist fellow who dares to address me like that. This truly makes me look up to you. I believe you are the first Divine Transformation Stage cultivator of the human race, Daoist fellow Zhao."

"I heard that more than two cultivators at the Void Refinement Stage have fallen at your hands. It's a good opportunity for me to come and experience your magical powers. I wonder what you think of them and whether I'm qualified."

The young man smiled despite his anger.

"Yes, of course. I naturally have no objection to this. It's a pity that fellow Daoist is an elder of the Qiongtian Rat Clan after all, and cannot be accepted as a spiritual beast, otherwise it will inevitably affect the relationship between the two clans. Otherwise, I heard that nobles are best at treasure hunting, and have a deep sense of spiritual objects and spiritual medicines in heaven and earth. Now it seems that I have no fate with them. What a pity," Zhao Shuang said, and Huangliang Shijun, Lan Chengzhu and others were terrified.

Finally, Huangliang Shijun, who had the highest level of cultivation, could no longer bear to listen and interrupted him.

He was afraid that the young man would not be able to resist taking the initiative and let the elves take advantage.

"Fellow Daoist Huan, are you interested in traveling together to the wilderness to seek opportunities? Although you and I are different as humans and demons, our magical powers complement each other. Didn't we reap great rewards when we joined forces thousands of years ago? Besides, it hasn't been long since you and I suffered the Heavenly Tribulation, and yet our strength hasn't improved much. If we don't seize the opportunity, I really don't have any confidence in this Heavenly Tribulation. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Huan is confident."

"Huh, you're asking even though you know it."

The young man surnamed Huan snorted coldly, but his heart was trembling and he was not sure at all.

"However, before that, we have to deal with these spirit cultivators first. When the time comes, how about we divide the things they have equally between the two tribes?"

Huangliang Shijun suggested.

Zhao Shuang was the first person in the human race to reach the God Transformation Stage, so they did not dare to say too much for fear of exposing each other's secrets.

"What do you think, Brother Zhao?"

The young man surnamed Huan did not respond to Huangliang Shijun's words. Instead, he looked at Zhao Shuang with a half-smile. This was the cultivator in the God Transformation Stage who made him feel afraid and whose soul seemed to be trembling.

He had only sensed this feeling from the clan leader, a cultivator in the fusion stage.

Therefore, it is understandable that people are wary of, or even afraid of, Zhao Shuang.

"I don't have any objection, just split it equally."

Zhao Shuang chuckled and said nonchalantly.

After saying this, he explained a few words to City Lord Lan behind him.

After listening to what Zhao Shuang and Huangliang Shijun said, Lord Lan City rubbed his hands together without saying a word, then raised them. Suddenly, a huge blue fireball shot up into the sky and exploded in the air.

Then, in the woods on the distant mountaintop, lights of various colors flashed, and rays of light shot out. Human monks and body cultivators who drove spiritual tools to fly appeared one after another.

Similarly, on the demon clan's side, demonic energy was also surging, and a large group of ferocious-looking demon beasts and a dozen transformed demon cultivators appeared.

On the human side, all kinds of magic weapons and spiritual tools were sacrificed one after another, and spiritual energy soared into the sky, turning into pieces of light.

At this moment, even if Huang Shigong and Tian Ying of the Spirit Clan were stupid, they knew that the human race and the demon race had joined forces. Their faces darkened, and they immediately ordered the Spirit Clan cultivators to retreat to the Chaos Valley.

Seeing this, although Huangliang Shijun and the young man surnamed Huan from the demon clan were confused, their morale was now high and they would naturally not miss such a good opportunity. When they were about to give the order to enter the Chaos Valley, Zhao Shuang spoke.

"Stop, there's no rush."

"Am I right? Fellow Daoist Xutian Shengling of the Qiling Clan."

As soon as these words were spoken, Huangliang Shijun and the young man surnamed Huan from the demon clan changed their expressions slightly and stood ready for battle. City Lord Lan and Xiaohong also ordered the cultivators of the human and demon clans not to act rashly and to be prepared.

As soon as Zhao Shuang finished speaking, a strange blood light appeared above the Chaos Valley.

Then, with the sound of thunder, a blood lotus several dozen feet in size condensed.

The lotus petals were bright red like blood, with a strong smell of blood, and they were spinning rapidly in the air.

"It is indeed the Xutian Holy Spirit." The young man named Huan from the demon clan said in horror.

As soon as these words came out, the blood-colored lotus suddenly turned into a river of blood, rushing down from the sky.

But just as they were about to approach the human and demon tribes, suddenly, a thick but intangible light curtain appeared about ten feet in front of the human and demon cultivators.

Therefore, the cultivators could clearly see that the so-called light curtain was actually a layer of burning transparent invisible flame.

Fourteenth on the list of strange fires: Fallen Heart Flame.

Therefore, as soon as the blood river came into contact with the Fallen Heart Flame, it turned into wisps of green smoke and disappeared.

Just as the humans and demons were cheering loudly, a scream was heard above the Chaos Valley.

"What kind of strange flame is this? Why is it inside my body? What on earth have you done?!"

Following the sound, I saw an Elven man in a dark green robe wailing with a distorted face above the Chaos Valley.

At this moment, his body was covered with invisible flames, as was his interior. However, he relied on his powerful cultivation to persevere, trying to force these invisible flames, which were like maggots in his bones, out of his body.

Unfortunately, to no avail!
Seeing this scene, not only the spirits in the Chaos Valley, but even the cultivators of the human and demon races were horrified, especially the young man named Huan, who was even more grateful for the relationship between the two races.

(End of this chapter)