Chapter 261: Malevolent Energy On Sword Hanging Peak
Yuan Hong’s news surprised Su Yan. He asked, “Although the Soul Spirit True Silkworm is powerful, is it really necessary for a tribe to refine it for generations?”
Yuan Hong glanced at him: “What do you know? Shi Ze is from the Stone Demon Cave, the people of the Stone Demon tribe. His skills, his stone demon tattoos, and his physique are no worse than mine from Fuyue Peak. Only his spiritual cultivation is a bit lacking, hence the need to temper his soul.”
“Soul Spirit True Silkworm?”
Yuan Hong nodded: “The Soul Spirit True Silkworm is refined using **gu**, its body serving as a cage, passed down through generations and implanted into the body to form a Divine Soul Golden Core, and then to cultivate both body and soul, achieving the Dharma Aspect Realm. However, this Soul Spirit True Silkworm is already a third-order low-grade bloodline, very difficult to find. The Stone Demon Cave cannot possibly find one for every Dan Qiao Realm Martial Artist, hence the shortcut method.”
Su Yan looked thoughtful and asked, “Did they find the mother worm?”
“You get it right away.”
Yuan Hong smiled: “Legend has it that their Old Ancestor initially contracted a Soul Spirit True Silkworm and kept it in the tribe. That True Silkworm had already reached the fourth-order level. For years, it provided its origin essence to the Dan Qiao Realm Martial Artists of the Stone Demon tribe, helping them condense Divine Soul Golden Cores. If the tribe had a genius, they might even be able to forge a Divine Soul Golden Core of at least Six Revolutions based on the mother worm.”
Su Yan frowned slightly upon hearing this and suddenly said, “Although Shi Ze is a Dan Qiao Realm Martial Artist of the Triple Heaven, he doesn’t look like the kind of genius who could use the mother worm.”
Yuan Hong’s eye twitched, and he said mournfully, “Compared to you, even that guy Huang Shuzhen is not a genius.”
Su Yan chuckled, and Yuan Hong continued: “Shi Ze is only two hundred years old now and has already reached the Dan Qiao Realm Triple Heaven, making him one of the top talents of the Stone Demon tribe for this generation. Perhaps it is truly on him.”
He paused slightly and pointedly said, “However, if you get your hands on a Soul Spirit True Silkworm, the people of the Stone Demon Cave will likely pursue you to the death.”
Su Yan’s eyes narrowed slightly: “Let’s talk about it if I can get it. Anyway, on the battlefield, I’ll end up killing Shi Ze and the others.”
Although Ji Wenchuan and Xiao Weizhi of the Mad Blade Sect and Bishan Sect executed the “Build a Plank Road Openly, Store Grain in the Dark” strategy well.
Under Su Yan’s control, the demonic path headquarters on Feng Yan Mountain had long been exposed.
If the two of them came here, how could the whereabouts of Yao Qingqing and the other two escape his detection?
Although the three of them transformed into rainbows and flew away, the blood bees couldn’t keep up with their speed, but their direction was clearly towards Sword Hanging Peak.
Su Yan was one of the eyewitnesses of that place.
Although the Beast King Sect had backup plans and killed many monsters contaminated with malevolent energy, then disposed of them, it still couldn’t change the fact that the malevolent energy had penetrated deep into the earth veins.
In other words, these three guys were eyeing the malevolent energy.
Su Yan would not let them have their way.
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On Feng Yan Mountain, gale winds howled, and within the demonic path martial artists’ ranks, there was still a solemn atmosphere.
Although Ji Wenchuan and Xiao Weizhi had taken away more than half of the demonic path martial artists, Yao Qingqing and the others would not allow them to deplete all of them.
Therefore, in the camp, there were still two thousand elite martial artists guarding the supplies, tents, and other belongings.
They were still patrolling with seriousness, vigilant against the people of the Beast King Sect sneaking into the camp.
However, their patrols did not detect that around Feng Yan Mountain, a large number of blood-red bees and insects had appeared at some point.
Su Yan, along with Long Qiushui, Xiang Ge, and Yuan Hong, arrived directly on Feng Yan Mountain.
The four of them looked into the distance, their pupils involuntarily shrinking slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.
“To think that Cold Shadow Peak would go to such lengths, with thousands of disciples, almost as many as a regular sect.”
It was more than just a regular sect. Excluding major sects like the Beast King Sect, Nine Peaks Sect, and Sword One Sect, even second-tier sects like the Danxia Sect only had about three thousand disciples, and more if including servants.
Xiang Ge, however, said, “Although the Three Flames Divine Palace and Sacred Weapon Path are in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, they rule their own territory. The disciples are subjects, and the subjects are also disciples. Such numbers are not strange.”
In the demonic path, there were no pure disciples, only subordinates.
If the Beast King Sect controlled all the counties under its jurisdiction, then raising an army of tens of thousands of martial artists would definitely not be a problem.
Long Qiushui’s gaze swept over the camp, and she frowned slightly. Her divine sense could be considered unrestrained.
Yet, despite this action, she couldn’t find a single Dan Qiao Realm Martial Artist.
Su Yan said, “They are at Sword Hanging Peak.”
Xiang Ge raised an eyebrow upon hearing this: “Then what are we waiting for? Let’s attack directly and kill them all, lifting the siege of Cold Shadow Peak.”
He had already taken out his Natal Spiritual Artifact, the Dragon Tiger True Steel Sword, its sword like a dragon’s roar, its blood shadow like a tiger.
Yuan Hong shook his head: “Junior Brother Xiang, why the hurry? With Senior Nephew here, it’s just these two thousand people.”
Xiang Ge glanced at him sideways, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Even Long Qiushui was surprised and very curious: ‘What did Su Yan do to him? He’s completely changed since returning from the Mysterious Ice Golden Mountain Range.’
Su Yan noticed Long Qiushui’s gaze and smiled calmly, his demeanor at ease.
“Martial Uncle, no need to worry. I’ll handle this.”
The essence blood of two thousand martial artists was also a rare tonic for the Heavenly Fiend Mother Locust.
Moreover, Su Yan had many fierce insects under his command, and the Beast Essence Pills were long gone. It was time for them to have a feast.
With this thought, Su Yan waved his hand, and the Dragon-Eating Worm, Blood Bone Centipede King, and Heavenly Fiend Mother Locust, all three insects, were unleashed.
A powerful aura was suddenly released, causing Long Qiushui, Yuan Hong, and Xiang Ge’s expressions to change slightly.
‘Two more （ and one ） fierce insect!’
Even though the three of them had not seen all of Su Yan’s fierce insects, they were all shocked that he possessed so many contracted beasts, and all of them had reached the third-order level.
Comparing oneself to others could be infuriating.
Besides his mount, Yuan Hong only had the Floating Mountain Ape as his contracted beast. Long Qiushui and Xiang Ge were similar.
When their cultivation was rapidly advancing, they generally wouldn’t dedicate too many resources to nurturing more contracted beasts.
Su Yan’s actions were indeed like a freak.
As the three giant fierce insects appeared, the martial artists on Feng Yan Mountain finally discovered the four of them.
“Not good, it’s a Dan Qiao Realm Martial Artist from the Beast King Sect!”
The disciples of the Three Flames Divine Palace guarding the camp saw this and their faces immediately showed fear.
“Run!”
Without any hesitation, this Half-step Dan Qiao Realm disciple almost immediately plunged into the dense forest surrounding Feng Yan Mountain.
The camp had no Dan Qiao Realm experts, nor any formation protection, and the four people standing in the air were all Dan Qiao Realm Martial Artists.
The entire camp descended into chaos, and almost everyone who reacted ran towards the surroundings.
The Nine Nether Boat was activated, and the Flying Vulture Beasts took to the skies in all directions.
With a single thought from Su Yan, the Blood Bone Centipede King’s hundred-zhang body coiled around the mountain, looking down and crushing countless demonic path martial artists.
It spat out scarlet poisonous mist from above, spreading downwards like an all-encompassing sea of clouds directly towards the camp.
The toxin caused those who touched it to fall, their flesh and blood corroding. Even True Intent Realm Martial Artists could only resist it somewhat by relying on their solidified true intent.
However, the more they resisted, the more powerless they felt.
Their true essence was consumed faster, and as the poisonous mist entered their bodies, their entire bodies were rapidly corroded and they fell to the ground.
“What potent poisonous mist.”
The sky-obscuring poisonous mist, under the Blood Bone Centipede King’s control, was as easy to manipulate as its own limbs, truly formidable.
Long Qiushui’s eyes sparkled. Even her own Mysterious Frost Sky Centipede might not be as powerful as the Blood Bone Centipede King.
The Dragon-Eating Worm transformed into a blood flood dragon, its hundred-zhang body floating above Feng Yan Mountain. It swooped down, spewing a sky full of blood, dissolving all the demonic path martial artists who stood in its way into bloody water.
The two fierce insects had already decimated the demonic path martial artists.
In fact, if the two thousand martial artists had fought to the death, the situation might not have been so dire.
However, when faced with such danger, no one could organize an attack.
More and more demonic path martial artists fled into the dense forest, their figures gradually disappearing.
At this moment, the Heavenly Fiend Mother Locust also attacked. Buzzing blood bees and malevolent energy-filled fiend bees rushed out from the forest.
The sound of their wings beating was like clanging metal sheets; the mere buzzing was enough to instill terror.
Tens of thousands of blood bees swarmed in, and fiend bees entered their bodies. The Heavenly Fiend Mother Locust controlled the surging malevolent energy, intercepting all the escapees.
A slaughter without any chance of resistance.
Watching the end, Long Qiushui, Xiang Ge, and Yuan Hong all fell silent.
Even if two thousand pigs stood still, it would take a Dan Qiao Realm Martial Artist at least some effort to kill them, right?
But now, with a wave of a hand, two thousand martial artists scattered and fled, yet none could escape.
The smell of blood rose to the sky, and with the gale winds of Feng Yan Mountain, it felt somewhat unpleasant.
In the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the demonic path disciples were all slaughtered.
White bones lay everywhere, and the remaining flesh and blood had vanished.
Yuan Hong said, “Later, let the Mountain Guard disciples search for supplies in this location.”
Su Yan nodded: “We’re going to Sword Hanging Peak.”
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On Sword Hanging Peak, Zeng Xing, Yao Qingqing, and Shi Ze had already taken their positions. Yao Qingqing had set up a defensive formation around them, a faint red protective layer enveloping the three.
“Such dense malevolent energy. Brother was indeed not lying to me.”
The joy and greed in Yao Qingqing’s eyes were no longer concealed. Why else would they attack Cold Shadow Peak, if not for this?
The attack was a sect mission, but the great advancement in cultivation was for herself.
Zeng Xing frowned slightly, an unsettling premonition lingering in his heart. If Yao Qingqing could control the malevolent energy here, it would naturally be advantageous in breaking through the Mountain Guard formation.
However, allowing the two from the Mad Blade Sect and Bishan Sect to act so freely might lead to unforeseen consequences.
“Fellow Daoist Zeng, are you worried about Feng Yan Mountain?”
Shi Ze saw him frown and asked.
“Long Qiushui is not a simple woman. Although she has Triple Heaven cultivation, she’s been suppressing her breakthrough.”
Yao Qingqing said, “So what? If this malevolent energy is under my control, why should I fear her?”
Shi Ze’s eyes narrowed: “Fellow Daoist Yao, controlling the malevolent energy is still uncertain. What you promised us before…”
Yao Qingqing’s eyes flickered, and she said in a sweet voice, “Of course, I won’t forget your help, two Fellow Daoists.”
As she spoke, she threw out two pills, saying, “Prosperous Flower Divine Soul Pill, to help you two further your cultivation.”
As the pills landed in their hands, Zeng Xing and Shi Ze’s faces finally showed a bit of a smile.
No one would work for free, even if it was to break the Mountain Guard formation.
The reason Ji Wenchuan and Xiao Weizhi of the Mad Blade Sect and Bishan Sect didn’t get these benefits was because they weren’t qualified.
A third-order high-grade Divine Soul Spirit Pill was a rare item, even among Dan Qiao Realm True Persons.
Yao Qingqing now produced three dark green-faced flags. She tossed two of them towards Zeng Xing and Shi Ze.
“Shedding Fiend Treasure Banner, it can control malevolent energy for one’s use. Later, I’ll need the cooperation of you two Fellow Daoists to control this malevolent energy and guide it into my Weeping Blood Sword’s true intent to condense malevolent energy.”
“Agreed.”
The three of them each stood in a position, forming a complementary relationship with the formation flags of the outer defensive formation.
The Shedding Fiend Treasure Banners floated before the three of them, spinning, emitting a strange greenish-red light.
At this moment, the malevolent energy from the earth veins seemed to be stirred, and one after another, feral beasts formed from malevolent energy flew in, rushing into the Shedding Fiend Treasure Banners.
The malevolent energy gathered more and more, and the entire collapsed mountain peak was enveloped by it.
Yao Qingqing became increasingly delighted seeing this situation.
Her eyes flashed with a brilliant light, and then her Weeping Blood Sword true intent appeared, manifesting as a needle-like blood sword that grew to a hundred meters, standing on Sword Hanging Peak.
*Clang*
A weeping blood-like sword tremor sounded, resonating with the sword qi that remained in Sword Hanging Peak.
Yao Qingqing extended a blood-colored short sword from her hand, which was her Natal Spiritual Artifact, the Blood Soul Treasure Sword.
She raised her hand and refined it, the Blood Soul Treasure Sword merging with the Weeping Blood Sword true intent. The two became one, their light flowing and illuminating the mountain.
A blood-colored vortex appeared on the surface of the Weeping Blood Sword, and strands of malevolent energy, like a long river of smoke, flowed from the Shedding Fiend Treasure Banners into the Weeping Blood Sword.
Yao Qingqing sat cross-legged on the ground. Inside her body, her Divine Soul Golden Core, which was originally at Five Revolutions, was being compressed bit by bit, preparing to approach the Sixth Revolution with the help of the malevolent energy.
Zeng Xing and Shi Ze saw Yao Qingqing enter a meditative state and also sat down. They didn’t have any ulterior motives but helped Yao Qingqing to continue refining the malevolent energy.
They had already received their benefits, and Yao Qingqing’s elder brother was a newly promoted Dharma Aspect True Person.
In the past three hundred years, Yao Lixuan had been a top genius in the demonic path.
They did not wish to offend such a person.
With this refining of malevolent energy, Yao Qingqing’s progress was as expected. In less than half a day, her aura had significantly strengthened.
The Weeping Blood Sword was shrouded in malevolent energy, with faint cries of resentful souls, its true intent becoming increasingly sinister.
*Rumble*
Just then, the ground suddenly shook violently. The defensive formation set up by Yao Qingqing was now faltering, its light flickering on and off.
The three of them were startled awake abruptly, and Yao Qingqing’s face turned ashen. She was just about to stabilize the refining process.
But then she saw a hundred-zhang blood-colored centipede crash into the formation, shattering the protective layer.
A Mysterious Frost Sky Centipede, pure white like jade and a hundred zhang in size, intruded into Sword Hanging Peak. Cold air raged from its mouth, instantly freezing more than half of the mountain peak.
“Long Qiushui!”
With this sudden attack, the malevolent energy was dispersed, and Yao Qingqing spat out a mouthful of blood. Her true intent’s metamorphosis failed, barely reaching a flawed Six Revolutions. Further progress would be extremely difficult.
Her hair disheveled, she flew up. The Weeping Blood Sword glowed with an evil red hue, pointing directly at Long Qiushui and Su Yan, who had just arrived in the sky.
