Chapter 284: Poison Dragon Valley Opens
Wei Yun said faintly: “Fellow Daoist Qing, you hid it so deeply. To actually connect with the fellow Daoists of the Nine Peaks Sect Dragon Transformation Lineage, no wonder you could open Poison Dragon Valley ahead of time.”
Qing Yunke said indifferently: “Each takes what they need. After this Poison Dragon Valley matter passes, we have no further ties.”
Wei Yun and Meng Youyun nodded, but their peripheral vision grew even more curious about the young man under the black robe beside Qing Yunqian.
His face was pale, long hair disheveled, and his eyes were sinister to a frightening degree.
This person remained silent, and no one knew his background. If not for Qing Yunke vouching for him, the two of them would never travel with a stranger.
Cao Cangfeng and Han Lingchuan revealed a trace of cold indifference. He glanced at Qing Yunke and said: “The person you brought is short one.”
“Short one, but your formation array only needs seven people, doesn’t it?”
Cao Cangfeng said nothing, but several tokens flew from his hand, landing in the hands of Qing Yunke and the others.
The tokens were entirely bronze in color, with ancient dragon patterns on them, faintly emitting weak light.
“The entrance to Poison Dragon Valley is in the rift valley ahead. Everyone, follow the array-breaking tokens to the corresponding positions, infuse True Intent to break the array. Since there aren’t many people, don’t hold back.”
The rift valley Cao Cangfeng mentioned was only a few hundred meters from the group. The crowd flew over, passing through dense forest, and immediately saw the narrow, scar-like gorge.
The gorge was pitch black, with jagged mountain walls on both sides, as if the mountain range had been torn apart by hand, forming this shape.
Several people landed one after another, with Cao Cangfeng and Han Lingchuan at the forefront of the rift valley.
Only then did the crowd notice that the ground before the rift valley had long changed dramatically—trees toppled horizontally, mountain rocks reshaped, and the earth vein nailed with suppressive objects, gathering spiritual energy and imprisoning it here.
Although they didn’t understand formation arrays, everyone present could sense that the rift valley ahead was like a drawn arrow ready to fly, just waiting for the group to guide its eruption.
Cao Cangfeng landed in front, but the crowd discovered that the usually silent Han Lingchuan was actually the one standing at the formation eye position.
“Fellow Daoists, activate the tokens!”
A cold voice rang out. Han Lingchuan’s figure suddenly grew taller, his muscles bulging all over, dragon bones emerging from his spine, and a Black Water Alligator Dragon True Intent manifesting from his body.
The array-breaking token was placed before him, spinning rapidly and emitting brilliant light.
Hearing his command, and with the Poison Dragon Valley inheritance before them, no one harbored other thoughts at this moment. Instead, they all summoned their own True Intents simultaneously.
Qing Yunke’s True Intent was also a Green Lion, but this Green Lion True Intent had disheveled mane, dark green like ink, scarlet pupils as if stained with blood, and upon appearing, it brought surging killing intent.
Cao Cangfeng, Meng Youyun, and the others nearby saw this and were secretly startled, feeling that Qing Yunke was increasingly strange.
Qing Yunheng’s True Intent was slightly more normal—a Green Wood Dragon True Intent, with faintly red pupils and a touch of evil aura.
Meng Youyun’s was a Purple Soul Scorpion True Intent. As soon as it appeared, the surrounding grass and trees quickly withered and yellowed.
Wei Yun’s was a tiger, burly and tiger-shaped, clad in steel-like armor—precisely a Steel Mountain Tiger.
Cao Cangfeng and Han Lingchuan were from the same lineage, also Black Water Alligator Dragon. His arms dragon-transformed into claws, his aura not to be underestimated.
The strangest was the pale-faced man in the black robe. Under it, his True Intent turned into a black-red shadow, indistinguishable for the moment as to what kind it was.
Everyone sacrificed their tokens, which instantly resonated with the token before Han Lingchuan, their lights converging together.
Han Lingchuan’s expression was solemn. He formed Sword Finger with his hand, pointing at the rift valley. Brilliant light immediately burst from the tokens, and under his guidance, the earth vein’s power gathered spiritual energy into the tokens.
Boom
A powerful beam of light shot into the rift valley, striking what seemed like an invisible glass wall in mid-air.
This wall constantly deformed, gradually revealing more of its form.
Space twisted continuously. In the sky, like a mirage, gloomy high mountains emerged, with dead trees and strange rocks standing like a forest.
The crowd showed surprised expressions, all knowing this reflected the scenes inside Poison Dragon Valley.
The high mountains connected into one, like a coiled Poison Dragon. The peaks were steep, the aura rainbow-like.
Such means were actually arranged by a Dharma Aspect Realm True Person.
Poison Dragon True Person’s cultivation and methods were truly terrifying, a heaven-sent genius.
“Everyone, Poison Dragon Valley has appeared. Add more strength.”
Without needing Han Lingchuan’s command, upon seeing Poison Dragon Valley, the crowd immediately increased their True Essence input into the tokens.
Shattering sounds rang out continuously. The spatial barrier broke like a mirror, and a spatial crevice appeared in the gorge, like a mirror leading elsewhere.
The tokens flew to both sides of the gorge as if revived.
The metal tokens embedded two-thirds into the cliff walls, then the metal melted, forming streams of molten metal patterns that spread to both ends, covering the entire sides of the rift valley.
The metal fused into a doorframe, perfectly embedding the crevice within.
At first glance, it was a hundred zhang tall. One side was the Thousand Cloud Ridge desolate mountains and old forest, the other boundless mountains with faintly visible poisonous mist, like a gate between heaven and earth.
Han Lingchuan first withdrew his True Intent Beast Spirit, then said to the crowd: “Poison Dragon Valley is open. The commotion here won’t last more than three days before others notice. We must act swiftly and decisively.”
He looked up, scanned the crowd, and said: “Once inside Poison Dragon Valley, each goes their own way.”
After the two spoke, their figures flashed and they entered Poison Dragon Valley one after another, vanishing before the others.
“Quite cautious.”
Qing Yunke sneered, then said: “Everyone, let’s enter together.”
The crowd nodded and flew into the secret realm one after another.
The secret realm opens every three years, accumulating vast spiritual energy, enough for some heavenly materials and earthly treasures to grow. These are also precious materials.
The crowd filed in, and this rift valley position fell quiet again in a short time.
……
In Sandu City, night enveloped the entire city. Streets and alleys were pitch black.
Just past the third watch, someone suddenly shouted loudly in the night.
“Beast King Sect monopolized Poison Dragon Valley! Hurry and seize the opportunity, or Beast King Sect will take it all if you’re late!”
The voice was like thunder, shouting repeatedly. After three times, it fell silent.
But this thunderous cry echoed through the entire city, alarming countless martial artists within.
Footsteps of patrol teams, rustling on roof eaves, questioning voices, angry roars… all intertwined, as if the entire city had been awakened.
In a certain courtyard, an old man abruptly opened his eyes. He immediately looked toward the Qianyun Mountain Range. Though the distance was extremely far, an unusual spiritual energy fluctuation was still captured by him.
He immediately showed a shocked expression: “It opened early. Who wants to seize the Poison Dragon Tuo’s inheritance? Beast King Sect or Nine Peaks Sect?”
Without time to think, his figure turned into a rainbow, heading straight for the Qianyun Mountain Range.
However, he wasn’t the only one rainbow-flying toward the Qianyun Mountain Range. Just from Sandu City alone, there were three or four Dan Qiao Realm Martial Artists rushing out.
The same went for Wanmu City, Guiyuan City…
Someone deliberately exposed the Poison Dragon Valley matter—this was blatant open scheming. Whether you believed it or not, no matter the suspicions in your heart, upon sensing the changes in the depths of the Qianyun Mountain Range, as long as you coveted the Poison Dragon Valley secret realm, the Great Dharma Aspect True Person inheritance and the fourth-order high-grade spirit tool Poison Dragon Pool, you would inevitably go.
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In Wuyi City, the martial artist who had just shouted about Poison Dragon Valley appearing was now wrapped in thousands of shadow silks, most of his body sliced to the bone, blood dripping to the ground.
“Who is so malicious as to spread that Poison Dragon Valley has appeared?”
Hong Qingyue had just finished hearing Su Yan say he was going to Poison Dragon Valley when the next moment, Su Yan dragged him rushing into Wuyi City’s streets, capturing this True Intent Realm Martial Artist.
“Who else but the Qing Family?”
Hong Qingyue couldn’t figure it out for the moment. He went to such great lengths to open Poison Dragon Valley just to seize the inheritance, didn’t he?
Yet spreading it like this would only bring more people to compete with him.
Long Qiushui thought thoughtfully, recalling Xiang Ge’s arm, and said: “What if it’s not just about seizing the inheritance, but scheming against the Dan Qiao Martial Artists who go?”
Hong Qingyue’s expression changed: “Where does he get such great ability?”
Long Qiushui said: “The Dan Qiao Realm Martial Artists who went missing on the battlefield or were struck down by the Qing Family Three Brothers—does Junior Brother Hong remember them?”
“The Qing Family cultivated demonic arts, and the heavily injured had flesh and blood like withered husks…”
A cold glint flashed in Hong Qingyue’s eyes: “Devouring True Essence and qi and blood—he wants a Dan Qiao Martial Artist’s entire True Essence and qi and blood…”
In normal times, even if Poison Dragon Valley’s emergence was announced, Beast King Sect wouldn’t easily link it to the Qing Family.
Qing Yunke was deeply scheming, calculating every step clearly. By the time Beast King Sect reacted, he might have already devoured enough Golden Cores to complete his breakthrough.
But, after all his calculations, he hadn’t accounted for Su Yan and Sacred Insect Dao’s existence, which grasped more clues and, based on the existing ones, guessed seventy to eighty percent of his plot.
“We can’t let him succeed. If such a traitor succeeds, he’ll be the most ruthless toward our Beast King Sect.”
Hong Qingyue said: “Senior Sister, nephew disciple, I’ll go with you to slay that thief.”
“If Uncle-Master Hong isn’t interested in the inheritance, it’s best not to go. Wuyi City can’t be left without people, and Uncle-Master needs to hold the fort, watching every True Intent Realm and below martial artist in our Beast King Sect. This Poison Dragon Valley isn’t for experience—forget body refining tempering; going might cost your life.”
Su Yan shook his head slightly: “Master has already notified the sect’s Dharma Aspect Elders. Reinforcements should arrive soon. Uncle-Master might as well use this chance to arrange offensive measures with the various uncles and Uncle-Master Tai on the defensive line.”
Hong Qingyue showed a contemplative expression. Poison Dragon Valley opening at this critical juncture, with the great war on all sides, Beast King Sect and Nine Peaks Sect’s control over Poison Dragon Valley inevitably declining.
Thus, those mixing into Poison Dragon Valley would surely include not just Righteous Path Dan Qiao Martial Artists, but likely neutral martial artists and Demonic Path martial artists trying their luck.
This would make the defensive line vulnerable.
“Good, as you say. But you two be careful. Though Poison Dragon Valley is deeply tied to your lineage, safety first.”
The two nodded in agreement. Su Yan and Long Qiushui didn’t delay, flying out of Wuyi City.
The two headed straight for Poison Dragon Valley. By now, the Qianyun Mountain Range was already bustling.
The nearest martial artists arrived first. Seeing the Poison Dragon Valley Secret Realm portal truly open, their excitement was uncontainable, and they charged in boldly.
When Su Yan and Long Qiushui arrived, they saw martial artists gathering.
The two concealed their figures and donned masks, watching the martial artists continuously entering and the formation remnants before the rift valley.
Long Qiushui sneered: “Those who understand Poison Dragon Valley’s terrain and earth veins so well—besides my Guizang Valley, only the Dragon Transformation Lineage people.”
Su Yan said coldly: “Qing Yunke colluded with them. Seven people entered Poison Dragon Valley total, but they split into two groups.”
Using the Insect Consciousness Seed’s traits, he descended onto a Blood Bee and personally witnessed Qing Yunke and their plotting from afar, naturally recognizing Cao Cangfeng and the others.
“What do you plan to do?”
Long Qiushui turned her head to look at him. Su Yan countered: “What about Master?”
“Climb the mountain, cross the lake, break the Poison Dragon Pillar.”
Long Qiushui said: “Uncle-Master Tai’s inheritance is obtained through the trials along this path—passing the three trials with the physical body to get the true inheritance.”
Su Yan couldn’t help raising an eyebrow: “Does the Dragon Transformation Lineage know?”
Long Qiushui gave him a white look: “Though there was an agreement between the two sects back then, your Martial Granduncle Tai wasn’t some good person—why would he tell them? Of course, if they forcibly break the Poison Dragon Pillar, they might seize the Poison Dragon Pool. That’s their goal anyway.”
With the Poison Dragon Pool, reverse-refining it into a Dragon Transformation Pool could elevate them further, perhaps becoming fifth-order Dao Soldiers.
If successful, the Dragon Transformation Lineage could truly evolve into real dragons, achieving Flood Dragon Enters the Abyss from then on.
“Let’s go.”
Long Qiushui saw some Dan Qiao Martial Artists noticing them and released her aura to deter those prying gazes, then entered the Poison Dragon Valley Secret Realm with Su Yan.
“Hold my hand tight.”
Long Qiushui grasped his palm. The two stepped into the Poison Dragon Valley Secret Realm, space twisted, and their figures instantly appeared inside Poison Dragon Valley.
At this moment, they appeared at the foot of a thousand-zhang high mountain. Looking into the distance, it was all mountain peaks, dead trees like a forest, strange trees with black leaves and branches, gloomy and frightening yet exuding vitality.
Long Qiushui scanned the surroundings. She spotted a few scattered martial artists, but only True Intent Realm Martial Artist cultivation, already slowly climbing the mountain.
She released Su Yan’s hand and said: “The Five-colored Poison Mountain has thirty-six peaks, arranged in five corners, with the central one tallest at three thousand six hundred zhang. Without using some means, entering sends you to a random peak area.”
Su Yan nodded and asked: “Where are we now?”
“Black Vine Mountain.” Long Qiushui said: “If you climb the mountain, black mist will assail you, poison sand will sweep in. Resist with your physical body to advance step by step, but be careful—Poison Toads on this mountain feed on black sand.”
After entering the Poison Dragon Valley Secret Realm, Su Yan felt his True Essence greatly suppressed. With his current cultivation and solid foundation, he could only mobilize half his True Essence.
No wonder Long Qiushui warned him so—fail to pay attention, and there was a real risk of capsizing.
Patterns of the Five Poisons Body Forging Scripture flowed on Long Qiushui’s body, faint white scales emerging.
“Let’s climb the mountain.”
