Chapter 89: Mysterious Sacred Spirit Island
Compared to Death Mountain Town, the Sacred Spirit Island in front of them was much larger, not just by a little bit.
Xue Lingling calmly explained, “The Sacred Spirit Island Instance is famously large, and with subsequent improvements and transformations, it will become even bigger, like an independent small otherworld, inhabited by various strange creatures.”
“What’s the plot?” Wu Xian asked.
“There doesn’t seem to be any clear plot; it’s not the same type as Death Mountain Town.” Xue Lingling said, “But under certain specific conditions, it can summon even more powerful Sacred Spirit Creatures; the setup is quite complex.”
“How to summon?”
“Talk while walking,” Xue Lingling stepped on the coffin board and started leading the way. “There are humans in the island interior who call themselves Sacred Spirit Descendants, divided into more than a dozen large and small tribes, constantly fighting each other.
Destroy them, and you can summon some Sacred Spirit Creatures that guard them.
In addition, there are various strange Sacred Spirit Creatures in the island interior, some mild-mannered, others extremely aggressive.”
Wu Xian nodded as if he understood.
Anyway, they were here to run the instance for materials; just kill directly.
“There seems to be a group of sea turtles over by the beach; want to go check it out?” Wang Xiaocong said sharply-eyed.
Wu Xian’s eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately turned direction and dove over.
First, test the quality of these sea turtle-type spirit creatures.
The laurel branch sword flew over, and their defense was quite high.
On the other side, Wang Xiaocong was already clad in silver armor, holding a spear in fierce combat with a sea turtle, letting out bursts of shocked sounds. “Holy crap, so strong? Feels way stronger than other dimension elite monsters.”
“It’s a third order scroll painting instance; what did you think?”
While Xue Lingling teased, she controlled the Soul Devouring Ghost King to easily handle the siege of several sea turtles.
After Wu Xian tangled with them for a moment, he released the 【Fish Gill】 Marshal to deal with them.
The Fish Gill Marshal’s form was a ferocious and ugly merman image, with blood-red eyes, holding a hammer, and covered in dense fine fish scales.
It was in charge of managing aquatic creature lost souls.
Although sea turtles are amphibians, in Huaxia classical culture, sea turtles also belong to aquatic creatures, like the turtle prime minister of the East Sea Dragon Palace.
However, the Fish Gill Marshal was only silver scroll two stars, and was slightly struggling against the sea turtles in this third order instance.
In the end, the God of Wealth smashed down with a lightning magic strike, easily resolving the battle.
After the sea turtle monster died, it left behind a piece of cracked turtle shell, extremely rich in spiritual component.
Might as well directly use the God of Wealth to fight, to save time.
Soon, the eight sea turtle monsters were easily dealt with.
“Oh man, I’m exhausted—!” Wang Xiaocong panted heavily, having taken a good while to kill just one sea turtle, and looked excitedly at the turtle shell in his hand. “Feels pretty suitable for making weapon scrolls.”
Just as they were preparing to search for other monsters, a group of primitive human-like people with bronze skin charged out from the jungle behind them.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Before the three could react, arrows with formidable power had already shot over.
“These are those Sacred Spirit Descendants?”
Wu Xian nimbly dodged on his flying sword, plus with his aura of wealth protection, he naturally wasn’t panicked.
Xue Lingling directly blocked the coffin board in front of her. “That’s right; their strength is pretty strong, so everyone be careful.”
Wang Xiaocong swung his spear, his silver armor having extremely high defense, and managed to block the poison arrow attacks.
“Wow, they look just like real people one by one.”
Wang Xiaocong marveled, then a cold gleam arrived first, followed by his spear thrusting out like a dragon, engaging in fierce combat with one of the Sacred Spirit Descendants.
Meanwhile, Xue Lingling’s Soul Devouring Ghost King was far more brutal, a complete killing machine.
On Wu Xian’s side, the God of Wealth smashed down with a lightning magic strike, but it was neutralized by the power within that Sacred Spirit Descendant.
“Lightning attribute immunity?”
Surprised as he was, it was no big deal. The God of Wealth rode the black tiger and charged fiercely, swinging the steel whip to send that Sacred Spirit Descendant flying.
Who would’ve thought, these Sacred Spirit Descendants were pretty smart; they actually knew to prioritize attacking the scroll painter.
During the battle, poison arrows kept shooting toward them nonstop.
And more and more Sacred Spirit Descendants were arriving to provide support.
One muscular hunk roared from his mouth, an unknown power surging around him, as blue energy around him manifested a massive sea serpent phantom that roared with waves of might.
“Martial soul, huh?” Wu Xian was stunned.
At the same time, Wang Xiaocong let out a miserable scream as he was swept flying by a tail from that blue sea serpent phantom.
Before Wang Xiaocong could land, the sea serpent phantom spat a lightning-like, water-like electric attack from its mouth, precisely striking Wang Xiaocong.
Then, Wang Xiaocong’s figure vanished from the instance.
“See that? That’s a Sacred Spirit Tribe warrior; their combat power is quite formidable.”
But Wu Xian’s expression was odd.
He then released Black and White Impermanence to test it out. Sure enough, the soul summoning banner and soul restraining chain actually worked on that sea serpent phantom.
Thus, under Xue Lingling’s stunned gaze.
Black and White Impermanence quickly suppressed the sea serpent phantom, binding it firmly with the soul restraining chain.
And that Sacred Spirit Warrior was like he was restrained too, struggling but unable to move.
Next, the Fish Gill Marshal appeared again, and the instant the iron hammer smashed down, the sea serpent phantom’s spirit body dimmed, scattering a large amount of clear soul energy, which the Fish Gill Marshal sucked entirely into its mouth.
Until it had drained that sea serpent phantom dry, the Fish Gill Marshal’s painted spirit experience grew a huge amount, and it even faintly improved a bit of the Ten Great Yin Marshals divine diagram’s condensation degree.
It was a massive tonic among tonics!
You know, in scroll painting instances, you generally can’t provide upgrade experience to painted spirits; it can only bring spiritual power improvement to the scroll painter.
But this strange Sacred Spirit Island Instance seemed different.
Looking at that Sacred Spirit Warrior again, he was like he’d been drained of power, collapsing in pain and turning into a wisp of special remnant soul material.
“What a great place!”
At this moment, Wu Xian’s eyes gleamed with greed; he almost wanted to live in this Sacred Spirit Island Instance.
“Master Sister, these Sacred Spirit bodies are a huge tonic for our undead painted spirits!” Wu Xian hurriedly shared. “They even improved the divine diagram condensation degree a bit.”
“Really? For real?” Xue Lingling was both shocked and doubtful.
She only knew that powerful undead-type scrolls could suppress the Sacred Spirit Warriors’ “Sacred Spirits” to a certain extent.
But she’d never thought that thing could be directly devoured.
In her excitement, Xue Lingling immediately tried it out. The second Sacred Spirit Warrior who came to support was locked down by Xue Lingling, and with a few moves, she easily forced out the opponent’s Sacred Spirit martial soul.
This time, it was a demon-like blue Sacred Spirit phantom.
Then, with Black and White Impermanence’s cooperation, she easily suppressed and bound it, and had the Soul Devouring Ghost King try devouring it.
“It really works!”
Feeling the changes in the Ghost King Divine Diagram, Xue Lingling was extremely excited.
“It’s just a bit slow to absorb; it seems related to the law network behind the Soul Devouring Ghost King. The more complete the law framework, the easier it is to absorb.”
Wu Xian couldn’t help his curiosity. “So, the core idea of the Shenglin Dojo is to construct these things called Sacred Spirits?”
“That’s right,” Xue Lingling said. “Some top-tier Sacred Spirits have extremely powerful combat power.”
The master and disciple duo, immersed in excitement, had long forgotten about their classmate Wang Xiaocong who had been “kicked out” of the instance.
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Shenglin Dojo.
Two elders opened their eyes one after the other, their eyes full of horror and confusion.
“Who? Who’s stealing the power of my Sacred Spirit Divine Domain?!”
The two elders looked at each other in shock and doubt, both sinking their consciousness into the Sacred Spirit Divine Domain, yet completely unable to sense where that power came from.
It was as if it had been drawn away out of thin air.
Although it was just an insignificant trace of power, it made the two elders’ scalps tingle. After all, they couldn’t sense the other’s existence at all, not even how they had stolen that trace of power.
