A Mortal's Supporting Character's Different Kind of Cultivation

Lu Yunfeng hurried along, and after half a day's journey, he finally arrived at the outskirts of the central area.

Along the way, Lu Yunfeng encountered many eyes on him, some strong and some weak, but after witnessing his peak Qi Refining cultivation, they all gave up.

The strong all headed towards the center, sweeping away the weak along the way. The weak, knowing they had no hope of seizing the treasure, found a secluded spot and became cowards.

Lu Yunfeng couldn't afford to run away from the golden box guarded by the Ink Dragon. He had to act before the Hidden Moon Sect members found it. Lu Yunfeng considered himself fearless against any opponent of the same level, but the Hidden Moon Sect was mobilized as a whole. They could easily annihilate even a top-tier level one demonic beast. Lu Yunfeng wasn't arrogant enough to think he could take on the entire Hidden Moon Sect alone, especially since their ancestor, Nangong Wan, was also in the group. Her true combat strength was no less than that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator. He didn't want to be trapped by Nangong Wan's Vermilion Bird Ring; that was no joke.

Lu Yunfeng arrived at a stone wall several meters high. In front of him was an antique bronze gate, inscribed with many ancient characters that Lu Yunfeng could not understand, resembling patterns.

Lu Yunfeng recalled the information in his mind. The stone wall was covered with a forbidden wind-type technique that would shred anyone who dared to try to climb over it. Lu Yunfeng placed his hand on the stone wall and carefully sensed it. "I can indeed feel a domineering wind-type spiritual power. The powerful person who built this place is most likely a wind-type spiritual root, or at the very least, has a wind-type inheritance of a high grade. If I can obtain it, it can make up for my weakness in wind-type techniques." Lu Yunfeng muttered to himself, looked around, and headed into the bronze door.

Lu Yunfeng's acquired demonic inheritance is of a very high level, but it consists entirely of demonic methods, which are mostly methods that cannot be seen in the light of day. He has learned a few secret techniques from it that are not outwardly visible in order to fight enemies. If he could obtain the inheritance of a powerful figure from the Crimson Forbidden Land, his methods of fighting would be more comprehensive.

As Lu Yunfeng entered the gate, a vibrant scene unfolded before his eyes. Various exotic flowers and rare herbs, along with countless strange trees, filled the air. Everywhere were chrysanthemums the size of human heads, emitting a purple mist; strange trees resembling female bodies; small flowers emitting a foul stench; and giant trees requiring several people to encircle—all rare sights from the outside world. Amidst this bizarre vegetation, a winding, pebbly path led from the bronze gate entrance, stretching into the distance, obscured by dense vegetation, its end seemingly invisible.

Upon seeing such a bizarre scene, Lu Yunfeng froze for a moment, frowned, and subconsciously took a deep breath. A rich spiritual energy rushed towards him, a spiritual power mixed with a strong scent of grass and trees that permeated his lungs and made Lu Yunfeng's expression brighten.

"Such a blessed land, no wonder it can nurture so many rare and precious materials. The ancient cultivators who built this place were truly talented," Lu Yunfeng exclaimed.

Lu Yunfeng scanned the area with his divine sense and continued walking forward. Suddenly, several emerald green toads emitting a foul odor crawled out of a tree shaped like a female body. Several winged centipedes the size of human eyes flew out from chrysanthemums emitting purple mist, buzzing loudly. In other directions, there were also several purplish-black venomous snakes, two scorpions larger than a person with two venomous stingers, and a gecko that appeared and disappeared intermittently.

Numerous venomous creatures surrounded Lu Yunfeng, crackling and spewing poisonous mist, gradually compressing his living space.

The grayish-brown poisonous fog immediately enveloped the entire area.

Upon seeing the poison array, Lu Yunfeng's expression darkened; he recognized who had come.

Legend has it that Spirit Beast Mountain once recruited two twins named Zhang Kuang and Zhang Qin, who had a high affinity for poisonous insects. These two were indeed geniuses; by chance, they obtained a fragment of the Ten Thousand Poisons Formation manual. Through their efforts and remarkable comprehension, they managed to comprehend a Five Poisons Formation. Although this delayed their cultivation, their combat prowess was still considerable. Together, they could easily trap Foundation Establishment cultivators for a short period.

"I wonder if you are Zhang Kuang or Fellow Daoist Zhang Qin from Spirit Beast Mountain? What brings you to this ambush?" Lu Yunfeng took out the Wind and Fire Banner and shook it. A tornado enveloped him, and he looked around calmly.

"Stop looking around. I am Zhang Kuang. You're the one who killed my brother, aren't you? I'll make you pay for my brother's life." A voice full of anger came from near and far, and then fell silent. The speed of the poison array increased significantly.

"Your brother, that burly man covered in spirit beast pouches, I'm very curious. I clearly checked, and there were no marks in his storage pouches. How did you determine it was me? Did someone tip you off? Was it that Taoist from the Qingxu Sect who told you?" Lu Yunfeng was quick as well, spreading his divine sense around. He also activated the fire power within the Wind and Fire Banner, sweeping towards the poison array.

Amidst a forest of exotic flowers, rare herbs, and strange trees, bursts of sound occasionally emanated from a grayish-brown mist. The mist would then churn and thin, only to be immediately replaced by a surge of five-colored mist that gathered within the grayish-brown mist, replenishing its energy.

The continuous replenishment of the mist made Lu Yunfeng's attacks feel like hitting cotton. Without eliminating the poisonous creatures that created the mist, it would be difficult to break through the Five Poisons Formation, let alone Zhang Kuang, who was maneuvering freely within the mist. A moment's carelessness would result in being attacked by Zhang Kuang's small, emerald-green cone. This inevitably made Lu Yunfeng impatient. "It seems I can't hold back any longer. If I don't break through the poison formation's blockade quickly, I'll just be worn down to death." Thinking of this, Lu Yunfeng's expression hardened.

He immediately shook his hands, and the Wind and Fire Banner shone brightly. A wind and fire dragon, tens of feet in size, merged into the outer tornado, completely obscuring Zhang Kuang's vision.

Lu Yunfeng breathed a sigh of relief, put away the Wind and Fire Banner, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and immediately sat down cross-legged to regulate his breathing.

After realizing he could no longer see Lu Yunfeng's large figure, Zhang Kuang accelerated the convergence of the poison array, unleashing his own emerald green cones and numerous talismans to attack the fire and wind tornado. His own figure moved back and forth within the poisonous mist, making it impossible to pinpoint his true location.

The Wind and Fire Tornado had absorbed nearly two-thirds of Lu Yunfeng's spiritual power, making it impossible to break through methods like the Five Poisons Formation, which relies on depleting the enemy's spiritual power. Zhang Kuang's attack methods also leaned towards attrition, so breaking the Wind and Fire Tornado would take even longer. Zhang Kuang's personality was also cautious; his goal was simply to wear Lu Yunfeng down. For a time, the two sides were locked in a stalemate.

In an instant, the tense scene that had just been filled with hostility subsided. Only a grayish-brown mist enveloped a fiery dragon at the entrance of the bronze gate, with occasional explosions. The fiery dragon swayed a few times and then remained still.

A dark, indistinct figure appeared and disappeared in the mist. Meanwhile, Lu Yunfeng, at the center of the fire and wind tornado, was holding a spirit stone and desperately trying to restore his spiritual power.