Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

Yang Ping'an couldn't help but sigh, "One cannot be short-sighted and only care about immediate benefits while ignoring the dangers that lie ahead, otherwise one will fall into danger like the snake demon and the spider demon."

After defeating the spider demon, Yang Ping'an found the corpses of the snake demon and the centipede monster. With two swings of his sword, he sent both monsters to the underworld as well.

After eliminating all traces, Yang Ping'an left the battlefield. He began searching the forest for a place where he could refine the lotus.

If this lotus flower is not refined as soon as possible, it may attract more monsters like snake demons, centipede monsters, and spider demons, who will find Yang Ping'an holding the lotus flower and bring him more trouble.

Holding the lotus flower, Yang Ping'an walked up the valley and found a deserted cave deep in the forest.

Yang Ping'an entered the cave and used his sword to smash the rocks at the entrance, covering the cave entrance and creating the scene of a dilapidated cave that had collapsed due to years of neglect.

After concealing the cave, Yang Ping'an returned to the depths of the cave and sat down cross-legged.

Yang Ping'an held the lotus bud in his hands and channeled his magic power to refine it. However, just as Yang Ping'an's unique magic power entered the lotus, the lotus suddenly changed.

The lotus buds generated a powerful suction force, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy in the cave, forming a vortex of spiritual energy.

The vortex gradually expanded, rapidly engulfing the entire Beech Forest, centered on the cave where Yang Ping'an was located.

Not only spiritual energy, but the dense white mist in the Beech Forest was also completely absorbed by the flower buds. The Beech Forest revealed its original appearance, and the lush forest reappeared in the world.

A full moon hung high in the sky, its bright light cascading down like a waterfall, casting its radiance across the wilderness. The outlines of the surrounding undulating valleys stood out starkly against the vast canvas of the deep blue night sky.

Sparse clouds drifted past the full moon, the wind rustled through the treetops, and the leaves whispered softly. The wind did not disturb the moonlight; it emitted calm and unhurried rays, slowly passing through the clouds and through the air, illuminating every grove of trees in the forest.

Inside the cave, the lotus absorbed all the spiritual mist that permeated the forest, and its bud slowly bloomed. Without the obstruction of the thick fog, Yang Ping'an saw the lotus directly for the first time. The surface of the lotus in front of him shimmered with divine light, emitting a dazzling radiance that illuminated the dim cave.

Yang Ping'an composed himself. Just watching wasn't enough; he'd already caused such a commotion. He had to refine the treasure with the lotus flower as soon as possible and leave the forest.

Yang Ping'an tried to channel his magic power into the blooming lotus, but was rejected. He then cut his finger with his sword and attempted to bind the lotus to his master with his blood, but the blood droplet slid off. Yang Ping'an tried several other methods to refine the magic weapon, but all ended in failure.

The lotus flower seemed unable to bear Yang Ping'an's probing, and a beam of spiritual light shot out from its stamen. Yang Ping'an hastily erected a magical barrier, but it had no effect whatsoever. The beam of spiritual light floated lightly through the barrier and entered Yang Ping'an's brow.

A message appeared in Yang Ping'an's sea of ​​consciousness: the spiritual light emitted from the lotus was the Divine Refining Method, a supernatural power that uses divine sense to refine treasures. Treasures refined through the Divine Refining Method not only undergo rapid refinement but can also achieve a state of unity with their master's mind and spirit.

Overjoyed, Yang Ping'an immediately probed the lotus with his divine sense, searching for its core. His divine sense surged like ocean waves, continuously nourishing the lotus's core.

During this process, the significant depletion of his divine sense left Yang Ping'an pale. Finally, Yang Ping'an's divine sense permeated the core, successfully leaving his divine sense imprint, and he began to refine the lotus.

Yang Ping'an controlled the twenty-four-petaled lotus to grow larger and smaller, adapting to and commanding it. After playing with it for a while, Yang Ping'an was awakened by a sound coming from outside the cave. With a thought, he shrank the lotus and stored it in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Outside, a group of Taoist priests, lined up in formation, cautiously explored the Beech Forest.

It turned out that the huge commotion caused by Yang Ping'an refining the lotus had emptied the spiritual energy of the Beech Forest into a vortex of spiritual energy, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to flow into this spiritual energy vacuum zone and triggering a spiritual energy tide.

This caused the Taoist priests still cultivating in Jinglong Town to experience unstable magical power within their bodies, forcing them to exit their cultivation state. After they awoke, they detected the existence of the spiritual energy tide. The town lord of Jinglong Town received a report from his subordinates, who determined that the source of the spiritual energy tide was the Beech Forest.

The lord of Jinglong Town feared that the three demon kings were refining the treasure and worried that their strength would increase further and they would attack Jinglong Town. Therefore, the lord of Jinglong Town no longer waited for the Taoists sent by the Yi Qi Dao Alliance and personally led a team to the Beech Forest.

The disappearance of the dense fog in the forest made it possible for them to enter and investigate. With their combined strength, they could briefly contend with a demon king, and as long as they were not attacked by two or more demon kings and had to pay a certain price, they could escape.

Unbeknownst to them, all three demon kings were already dead; not only were there no living demon kings, but Yang Ping'an had also destroyed their corpses. They were destined never to find the demon king they feared.

Even the most skilled Daoist in the One Qi Dao Alliance could only sense a range of tens of meters, which was no match for Yang Ping'an.

Yang Ping'an, who has cultivated divine sense, possesses a normal divine sense domain exceeding 300 square kilometers, equivalent to one-third of Hong Kong or the entire territory of the Maldives. Furthermore, Yang Ping'an's divine sense has not yet reached its limit and is still slowly growing.

If Yang Ping'an's divine sense hadn't been so greatly depleted while refining the lotus, he wouldn't have been able to get so close to those Taoists.

Yang Ping'an concealed the aura that had leaked from his body due to the depletion of his divine sense, and quietly observed the movements of the group of Taoists outside.

"Shh~" A rustling sound came from the grass in the distance.

A Taoist priest immediately tensed his muscles, made hand seals, and spiritual light flickered between his fingers, with faint lightning appearing.

Although it was unclear what kind of spell it was, one could clearly sense from the fluctuations of the magical power about to erupt that once this power was unleashed, its power would likely be considerable.

Just as the spiritual light emanating from the Taoist's finger reached its peak, a gray hare leaped out of the grass.

Seeing so many people in front of it, the hare panicked and jumped hastily to the other side of the bushes.

"It was just a wild rabbit." The Taoist priest extinguished the spiritual light in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

The Taoist priests' tension eased somewhat, and the tense atmosphere relaxed a little.

"Hahaha~~, Little Cao, have you been scared out of your wits by a monster?" the Taoist priest called Little Cao said with a mocking laugh from his companion.

"That's right, Xiao Cao, you're such a coward." "Hahaha~" The other Taoists in the crowd also joined in teasing him.

"I'm being cautious, cautious! Do you even know what being cautious means?!" Xiao Cao's face flushed red as he waved his arms up and down at the teasing crowd, trying to justify his behavior.

The Taoist priests burst into laughter again, and the air was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

"Alright, quiet down. The situation is unclear right now, don't alert them." A composed middle-aged Taoist priest spoke up to stop the other Taoist priests who were about to mock Xiao Cao.

"We didn't encounter those demon kings ahead, only slaying a few weaklings. If we attract the demon kings' siege, with our strength alone, escaping their pursuit might result in heavy losses like the deputy city lord and his group!" The composed middle-aged Taoist priest, seeing that the other Taoist priests had quieted down, once again warned them with the previous tragedy, urging them to learn from this experience.

"Yes, Lord City Lord," the Taoist priests under the Lord of Jinglong Town replied in unison.

"Okay. Don't lose formation, let's keep moving forward."

"Xiao Cao, continue to investigate the situation." The city lord led his Taoist priests toward the battlefield where the three demon kings had fought.