66: Chapter 66 The Demon-Reversing Flower!

On the morning of the third day.

The toxic miasma around the outer edge of Ten Thousand Snake Valley was blown slightly clear by a gentle breeze.

A line of people dressed in Xuantian Sect Inner Sect clothing appeared at the canyon entrance in grand procession.

Leading them was none other than Su Qinghan, who bore a longsword on her back and carried a cold aura.

Following behind her were more than a dozen Inner Sect Disciples, their cultivations all between Qi Condensation 8th Layer and Qi Condensation 9th Layer, each looking vigilant.

A few miles behind the Xuantian Sect group, that band of desperadoes from the Loose Cultivator Alliance quietly trailed after them like a pack of hyenas that had smelled blood.

"Everyone, swallow a Miasma-Averting Pill, form a defensive Formation, and enter the valley!"

Su Qinghan gave a clear shout, drew her longsword first, and stepped into the grayish-green toxic miasma of Ten Thousand Snake Valley.

The Disciples of Xuantian Sect followed close behind.

After the Loose Cultivators also slipped into the canyon after them,

the Demonic Cultivators from the Hundred Poisons Sect hidden in the dense forest to the west finally revealed their ferocious fangs.

"Jie-jie-jie... A bunch of clueless Righteous Path fat sheep."

That Qi Condensation 11th Layer Demonic Cultivator Leader let out a strange laugh.

His hands rapidly formed hand seals, and a beam of Wood-attribute Spiritual Power struck precisely into the small Wind-Gathering Formation at the canyon entrance.

Buzz!

The Formation activated immediately.

The monster-luring grass buried underground was ignited by spiritual power, turning into an extremely rich, pungent, strange fragrance.

Blown by the Wind-Gathering Formation, this strange fragrance swept wildly toward the depths of Ten Thousand Snake Valley!

"Leader is brilliant! Once the fragrance of this monster-luring grass goes in, the venomous snakes inside will definitely go crazy!"

A Demonic Cultivator subordinate at the Qi Condensation 9th Layer said with a face full of flattery.

"Once the snake tide bites those greenhorns from Xuantian Sect and the Loose Cultivators half to death, we'll go in and harvest their Storage Pouches. It's practically picking up free bargains!"

The Demonic Cultivator Leader stroked his chin smugly, his eyes filled with greed.

"All of you keep a close watch! Don't let a single fat sheep escape!"

Little did they know that at the exact same moment they ignited the monster-luring grass, Qi Yang, lurking in a cave several hundred feet away, had already pulled out a jade box.

Lying quietly inside the jade box was a ghastly white, bizarre poisonous herb whose petals resembled ghost faces.

The anti-monster flower!

This thing was extraordinarily rare, and its effect was a hundred times more insidious than monster-luring grass!

Not only could it drive Yao Beasts into a frenzy, but what was even more lethal was that it would cause the Yao Beasts inhaling the scent to harbor an unrelenting desire to attack the Formation caster—the source of the spiritual power!

Qi Yang brought out a jade vial and dripped out a drop of diluted green liquid.

Chhh!

The anti-monster flower was rapidly force-matured to a hundred years of age. That ghost-face petal seemed to come alive, giving off a sickly sweet, blood-tinged odor.

Qi Yang rubbed the anti-monster flower into powder with both hands and used Poison Wood Spiritual Power to turn it into a highly concentrated glob of juice.

"Go, deliver a grand gift to those Demonic Cultivator brats."

Qi Yang held a first-grade supreme Wind-attribute Talisman between his fingers and crushed it violently!

Whir!

A concealed yet powerful whirlwind whipped up out of thin air.

Enveloping the juice of the anti-monster flower, this whirlwind swept along the ground and quietly blew into the Wind-Gathering Formation set up by the Demonic Cultivators!

In an instant, the juice of the anti-monster flower merged perfectly with the strange fragrance of the monster-luring grass, surging wildly into Ten Thousand Snake Valley along the Wind-Gathering Formation's channel!

Deep within Ten Thousand Snake Valley.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

From the bottom of the canyon, which had been dead quiet, dense hissing sounds suddenly echoed out.

Tens of thousands of brightly colored venomous snakes and giant pythons surged madly out from rock crevices, swamps, and withered trees!

Smelling the strange scent mixed with the anti-monster flower juice, pair after pair of vertical pupils turned blood-red as they went into a complete frenzy!

"Not good! A snake tide!"

Su Qinghan, who had ventured less than two miles into the canyon, suffered a drastic change in expression.

Looking at the dense mass of venomous snakes surging toward them like ocean waves, her scalp went numb.

"Form up! Defense!"

The Xuantian Sect Disciples and the Loose Cultivators behind them were scared to the point of having their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering in fright; they summoned their Magical Artifacts one after another, preparing to face this fatal slaughter.

However, a bizarre scene unfolded!

When that overwhelming snake tide rushed to less than ten feet away from Su Qinghan and the others, it actually came to a dead stop all together!

Those crimson vertical pupils glared intently toward the canyon entrance, as if there were mortal enemies who killed their fathers over there!

Rumble!

In the next second, tens of thousands of venomous snakes actually bypassed the Xuantian Sect and Loose Cultivators' ranks entirely, surging backward toward the canyon entrance like mad!

"Th-this... What is going on?"

Su Qinghan's hand holding her sword was sweating, her face filled with disbelief.

The Yao Beasts rioted, yet they didn't attack the humans right in front of them?

Meanwhile, outside the canyon entrance.

The Demonic Cultivators of the Hundred Poisons Sect were hiding in the dense forest, waiting with excited faces to hear the screams inside.

"Leader, why does the noise inside sound a bit wrong? It seems... it seems to be heading right toward us?"

A Demonic Cultivator pressed his ear to the ground to listen, his face turning pale.

The Demonic Cultivator Leader frowned, just about to speak.

Boom!

The bushes ahead of the dense forest were flattened in an instant, and tens of thousands of red-eyed venomous snakes pounced madly at the Hundred Poisons Sect's camp!

"What?! Are these beasts insane?!"

The Demonic Cultivator Leader's eyes nearly popped out of his head, and he began cursing loudly out of shock.

"Defend! Defend quickly!"

The Demonic Cultivators hastily summoned poison mist and Magical Artifacts, resisting with all their might.

However, the sheer number of the snake tide was terrifying. Moreover, under the effect of the anti-monster flower, these venomous snakes didn't fear death at all, crashing into the Demonic Cultivators' protective spiritual lights one after another!

Crack!

"Ah!! Help!"

The protective spiritual light of a Qi Condensation 8th Layer Demonic Cultivator shattered with a crash, and he was submerged by hundreds of snakes, chewed into bare bones amidst bloodcurdling screams!

"Dammit! How could this monster-luring grass backlash?!"

The Demonic Cultivator Leader was so furious he almost vomited blood.

His Qi Condensation 11th Layer cultivation erupted fully, his three-element spiritual power transforming into a sky full of blades that furiously slaughtered the charging snakes.

Yet the snake tide was endless and simply impossible to wipe out!

Screams, curses, and the roaring clashes of Magical Artifacts blended together.

Qi Yang hid in a cave in the distance, watching this dog-eat-dog show with cold eyes.

"Keep fighting. It'd be best if you beat each other's brains out."

Qi Yang sneered repeatedly.

He didn't have the leisurely mood to stay and watch the show. Taking advantage of the Demonic Cultivator Leader being firmly pinned down by the snake tide, and the Xuantian Sect and Loose Cultivator teams being unable to even look after themselves, the depths of Ten Thousand Snake Valley had now turned into an undefended empty fort.

Qi Yang slapped a high-grade qi-suppressing talisman onto himself, tightly suppressing his Peak of the Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation aura inside his body.

With a flash of his body, he hugged the cliff walls at the edge of the canyon and stealthily crept toward the deepest part of Ten Thousand Snake Valley without a sound.

The deeper he went, the denser the grayish-green toxic miasma in the air became.

That pungent, foul stench was enough to make ordinary Cultivators dizzy and scatter their spiritual power.

However, the Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art inside Qi Yang's body ran rapidly. The Five Elements Grindstone, formed by his Five-Element Mixed Spiritual Roots, greedily devoured the toxic miasma, converting it into pure Poison Wood Spiritual Power.

"This place is practically a tailor-made treasure land for me."

Qi Yang felt secretly delighted.

Following the incomplete map left by Deacon Pan Ping, Qi Yang shuttled through the intricate canyon fissures for a full half-hour.

His perception was like a huge invisible net, exquisitely avoiding nest after nest of dormant venomous snakes.

Finally, he stopped before a hidden fissure at the very bottom of the canyon.

The fissure was very narrow, only wide enough for one person to pass through sideways.

Qi Yang took a deep breath and squeezed into the fissure.

Following the slippery rock walls all the way down, he descended over a hundred feet underground before his vision suddenly broadened.