While Lin Feng Dao Ren was still in a daze, Mo Xuan transformed into his true form and swallowed Lin Feng Dao Ren whole in one gulp.

The innate spiritual treasure, the Nine Dragon Seal, was immediately suppressed by the Mountain Suppressing Cauldron. Mo Xuan then struck the Nine Dragon Seal with another Divine Light of the End, which greatly reduced its spiritual light before it was absorbed into the Mountain Suppressing Cauldron.

A magical treasure devours another magical treasure, and a treasure master devours another treasure master—that makes perfect sense!

After swallowing Linfeng Daoist, Mo Xuan did not linger and immediately transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the distance.

Not long after he left, several powerful auras rushed over, including two Grand Luo Golden Immortals.

"I wonder which two fellow cultivators are fighting here; the battle seems quite intense."

These powerful figures, seeing the traces of the battle between Mo Xuan and Daoist Linfeng, dispersed shortly afterward.

At this moment, Mo Xuan was transforming into a snake and fleeing, but it was clear that something was thrashing about inside his stomach, making muffled noises.

However, no matter how hard the Taoist Linfeng inside his belly tried, he was unable to escape.

Mo Xuan's physical constitution has been elevated to the superior innate level, and he also possesses the divine power of devouring techniques and refining the Dao. His stomach can be considered an extremely domineering spiritual treasure.

No matter what kind of attack lands in his stomach, most of it will be absorbed by his Devouring Dao Refining Divine Power.

Of course, Mo Xuan's stomach capacity is not unlimited. If the opponent is too strong, he may be forced to burst out of his stomach.

It was clear that Daoist Linfeng did not have the ability to rupture the abdomen.

As time goes by, Linfeng Daoren will be gradually refined by Mo Xuan, becoming resources for Mo Xuan's cultivation.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Xuan successfully returned to Qixia Mountain.

Upon sensing his presence, the powerful members of the snake clan came to greet him.

When they saw Mo Xuan transform into his original form, with his belly occasionally bulging out, they all showed surprise.

"My lord, what's wrong?" Bai Lin asked.

"It's nothing serious. On the way back, I encountered a foolish Great Luo Golden Immortal who ambushed me, and I ended up swallowing him. I need to go into seclusion for a while to completely refine him," Mo Xuan said.

Many powerful members of the snake clan were stunned upon hearing this.

Not long ago, their lord had to rely on formations to kill the Cloud Crocodile, but now he's so ferocious that he's swallowed a Great Luo Golden Immortal whole.

Moreover, they discovered that their lord seemed to have broken through to the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

This made them even happier; the stronger their lord, the better.

Mo Xuan didn't waste any more words. After returning to the Daoist temple, he coiled up his snake body and began to focus on refining Daoist Linfeng.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Xuan, I was wrong in this matter. I am willing to admit my mistake and hope you can spare my life."

The voice of Linfeng Daoist pleading for mercy rang out. He was now truly regretting it. If he had known that Mo Xuan was so powerful, he would never have dared to provoke him.

Now, he has been swallowed by Mo Xuan and has no way to escape. Moreover, the situation is getting worse and worse. His magical power seems to be constantly draining away. If this continues, he will definitely die.

"Fellow Daoist, you and I are sworn enemies," Mo Xuan said with a cold laugh.

"Fellow Daoist, I still have many spiritual objects in my Daoist temple, and even a low-grade innate spiritual root. As long as you release me, I will offer them all to you," Daoist Linfeng hurriedly said.

"Give up on that idea."

Mo Xuan was not moved at all. Even if Daoist Linfeng had a high-grade innate spiritual root, he would not release him, let alone let him go.

The primordial world is vast. If we let Daoist Linfeng go, it will be difficult to catch him again. Who knows when this guy will suddenly appear and try to annoy us? It's better to eliminate the threat directly.

A thousand years later, Daoist Linfeng was completely lifeless, clearly having died inside Mo Xuan's body. Mo Xuan could slowly refine the essence of Daoist Linfeng's remains.

Mo Xuan then transformed back into human form and retrieved the Nine Dragon Seal from the Zhenyue Cauldron.

At this moment, the Nine Dragon Seal had shrunk to the size of a palm, and the jade-like seal emitted a bright light.

This mid-grade innate spiritual treasure is a purely offensive spiritual treasure, and it is quite powerful when thrown.

If Mo Xuan hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been seriously injured by this spiritual treasure. After examining it for a while, Mo Xuan put the Nine Dragon Seal into his sea of ​​consciousness to nurture it.

"My lord, the dragons have come to visit."

Just as Mo Xuan was nurturing the spiritual treasure and refining the Daoist Lin Feng, Bai Lin came to report.

Although Bai Lin is the least senior among the five Taiyi Golden Immortals of the Snake Clan, he has the highest aptitude. He is now in charge of many affairs of the Snake Clan, and the clansmen trust him.

"What are the dragons doing here?"

Mo Xuan frowned.

He now has a very negative view of the dragon race.

Previously, the ancestor had taken him to the Dragon Clan to borrow the Dragon Ascension Pool, but the Dragon Clan refused in every way. When the Snake Clan was in danger, the Dragon Clan did not lend a helping hand.

Not only does Mo Xuan harbor resentment towards the Dragon Clan, but the other members of the Snake Clan feel the same way.

Mo Xuan thought about it and decided to meet with them. There were some things that needed to be clarified in person.

The person who visited the snake clan this time was an acquaintance of Mo Xuan, none other than Ao Cang, the Dragon King of the East Sea.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Mo Xuan."

When Ao Cang saw Mo Xuan, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with surprise.

If he remembered correctly, the last time this snake clan lord was by the side of the Golden Snake Daoist, he was only at the Golden Immortal level.

And now, he has actually broken through to the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

This is truly terrifying... no, even the terrifying dragon has heard of it.

Even during the most prosperous period of their dragon race, the most talented prodigies were never this outrageous.

"Dragon King, please speak freely." Mo Xuan's tone was calm and somewhat distant.

Seeing Mo Xuan's attitude, Ao Cang felt somewhat embarrassed and chuckled a few times.

"I came here today to ask why the snake clan has stopped paying tribute, and why they haven't sent snake women to the East Sea for a long time."

"Ha!!" Mo Xuan was so angry that he laughed.

Indeed, as a subordinate of the dragon clan, the snake clan used to send tribute to the emperor every now and then, and would also send snake women to the East Sea.

But don't the dragons have any self-awareness about what they've done?

I paid you protection money, but you didn't protect me. Now that I've survived on my own, you're still asking me for protection money. Where's your shamelessness?

"From this moment forward, my Serpent Clan will no longer pay tribute to the Dragon Clan, nor will we send any more of our clansmen to the Dragon Clan. Moreover, the Dragon Clan must send back those former clansmen to my Serpent Clan!" Mo Xuan said coldly.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by that?" Ao Cang's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked.

"What do you mean? Literally, my snake clan, as a subordinate of the dragon clan, has done everything we could to be kind and righteous. Even if we ourselves suffered, we risked our lives to help the dragon clan. And what did the dragon clan do when my clan was in danger?" Mo Xuan asked rhetorically.

"This...this..." Ao Cang was speechless for a moment.

When the snake clan was in danger, he actually offered to help and warn the crocodile clan, but his ancestors refused.

The ancestors felt that the rise of the crocodile clan was inevitable, and decided to abandon the snake clan.

But no one expected that the snake clan would so forcefully suppress the crocodile clan.

"From today onwards, the snake race will be separated from the dragon race and will no longer be subordinate to the dragon race," Mo Xuan continued.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't act impulsively. If the ancestors find out about this, they might make things difficult for your snake clan," Ao Cang advised.

"Then let those old geezers come." Mo Xuan's attitude was very firm.

"Eh!!" Ao Cang said no more upon seeing this.

He thought to himself that Mo Xuan was still too young. He would wait for the ancestor to take action and teach this kid a lesson. Then the kid would know what was what.

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