76: Chapter 76 Ye Hongyu, a mutated spiritual root with both lightning and fire elements.

There was never any peace to speak of in the Loose Cultivator camp.

Qi Yang had been meditating in his tent for less than two hours when a violent fluctuation of Spiritual Qi and shrill screams came from outside.

"Dare to snatch the Starlight Stones I have set my sights on, you are courting death!"

Accompanied by a rough roar, Qi Yang's tent was violently kicked open.

A blood-covered Qi Condensation Seventh Layer Loose Cultivator tumbled in stumble-by-stumble, and before he could even crawl up, a ghost-head broadsword flashing with a cold glint slashed in from outside the tent, directly splitting that Loose Cultivator and the tent in half!

Fresh blood splattered all over Qi Yang.

Qi Yang expressionlessly patted the dust off his body, stood up, and walked out of the tattered tent.

In the open space at the center of the camp, three fierce Loose Cultivators whose cultivation had reached the Qi Refining Tenth Layer were stepping on several corpses and laughing arrogantly.

Although the surrounding Loose Cultivators wore angry expressions, cowed by the formidable cultivation of these three, absolutely no one dared to step forward and meddle in other people's business.

"A bunch of trash! You dare to compete for items with the Three Evils of Mobei?"

The leading Scarface Loose Cultivator spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, his gloomy gaze sweeping across the surroundings.

"Who else is unconvinced? Stand out and let me slash you a couple of times!"

Qi Yang stood hunched over at the back of the crowd, sneering inwardly.

These three idiots, acting so arrogant right under the eyelids of the Three Major Sects, were simply courting their own deaths.

Just as Scarface was preparing to continue killing to establish his prestige, a crisp, cold hum suddenly came from mid-air.

"Noisy."

This voice was not loud, but it felt like a heavy hammer, fiercely smashing into everyone's hearts.

Rumble!

A purple thunderbolt as thick as a water vat descended from the heavens!

The speed was so fast that even a Qi Refining Tenth Layer Cultivator could not react in time!

"What?!"

The Scarface Loose Cultivator raised his head in terror, instinctively raising his strongest Protective Aura.

Crack!

The Protective Aura, which was sufficient to resist the attack of a first-grade superior Magical Artifact, was completely useless in front of that purple thunderbolt, being torn to pieces in an instant!

The purple lightning pierced through Scarface's body like a withered tree being smashed, and the violent lightning and fire power directly blasted his entire body into a mass of charred carbon!

"Big Brother!"

The other two fiends were frightened out of their wits, turning around and wanting to run.

Swish! Swish!

Two more streaks of purple lightning flashed past, and those two did not even have time to utter a scream before they directly turned into two balls of flying ash in mid-air.

All the Loose Cultivators swallowed their saliva in terror, looking with awe at a figure slowly walking over from not far away.

That was a young girl only around twenty years old.

She wore a fiery red dress, her figure graceful to the extreme, but on that peerlessly beautiful face leaked a trace of coldness and overbearingness.

Surrounding her body were wisps of naked-eye-visible purple lightning, and with every step she took, the ground beneath her feet would be scorched into charred footprints by the power of lightning and fire.

"Ziyang Valley leading Prodigy... Ye Hongyu!"

Someone in the crowd recognized the young girl's identity, their voice trembling.

Qi Yang mingled in the crowd, staring fixedly at the red-robed girl through the edge of his bamboo hat, his heart suddenly shrinking.

"Dual Spiritual Roots! Furthermore, it is an incomparably rare lightning and fire dual-attribute mutant Spiritual Root! Cultivation... Qi Condensation 12th Layer Great Perfection!"

Qi Yang drew in a breath of cold air in his heart.

Only a hair's breadth away from Foundation Establishment!

As long as this woman is willing, she can swallow a foundation establishment pill at any time and step into that Realm looked up to by countless Cultivators!

But what truly made Qi Yang feel terrified was not Ye Hongyu's terrifying cultivation.

Rather, when Ye Hongyu approached the area where he was, the liquid Poison Wood Spiritual Power inside Qi Yang's body, which had been tightly sealed by the wuxiang pill, unexpectedly produced a trace of weak palpitation out of control!

This palpitation was not because of fear, but rather like a resonance at the level of Origin!

As if... the Poison Wood Spiritual Power inside his body had produced a strong desire to devour Ye Hongyu's lightning and fire Spiritual Root!

"Damn! What on earth is going on? Can the Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art actually devour other people's mutant Spiritual Roots?"

Qi Yang was startled by the thought that popped into his own mind.

He immediately bit the tip of his tongue hard, forcibly operating earth-attribute Spiritual Power to completely suppress that palpitation within his body, his entire person hunching even lower, resembling an ordinary old man scared out of his wits.

Ye Hongyu's gaze casually swept across the crowd of Loose Cultivators.

When her gaze swept across the position where Qi Yang was, her brows slightly lifted, as if she had sensed some abnormality.

She stopped her steps, those eyes carrying purple lightning coldly staring in Qi Yang's direction.

Qi Yang's back was soaked with cold sweat.

He tightly clenched the blood-melting powder in his sleeve, already making preparations to sacrifice the scapegoat paper doll to flee for his life at any moment.

"Senior Sister, the time is almost here, the Elder is urging us to go over."

A Ziyang Valley Disciple ran over quickly and said in a low voice.

Ye Hongyu withdrew her gaze, let out a cold hum, and turned around to leave with the people of Ziyang Valley.

Until Ye Hongyu's figure completely disappeared, did Qi Yang let out a long breath of foul air.

"This woman is too dangerous, her perception is simply perversely acute."

Qi Yang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, a trace of dread flashing in his eyes.

"After entering the Yunxing Abyss, I must walk around her, and absolutely must not have any contact with her!"

...

Three days later, the star-magnetic storm that raged year-round above the Yunxing Abyss finally showed a trace of weakening.

Rumble rumble!

The leading Elders of the Three Major Sects struck at the same time.

Three terrifying Foundation Establishment Stage Spiritual Qi pillars soared into the sky, forcefully tearing open a passage several zhang wide within the distorted star-magnetic Formation.

"The passage is open! All Loose Cultivators, immediately enter the mine cave to scout the path! Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed without mercy!"

A Qingyu Sect deacon hovered in mid-air, issuing an order with an ice-cold voice to the thousands of Loose Cultivators below.

Men are the knife and cutting board; we are the fish and meat.

Although the Loose Cultivators cursed fiercely in their hearts, under the coercion of the glaring butcher knives of the Three Major Sects, they could only grit their teeth and, like a flock of driven sheep, swarm into that dark and deep mine cave.

Qi Yang mingled in the crowd, walking unhurriedly into the mine cave.

As soon as he stepped into the passage, Qi Yang felt his body sink abruptly, as if tens of thousands of catties of weight were pressing on his shoulders, making even his bones emit unbearable cracking sounds.

The surrounding air was filled with violent star-magnetic power, just like countless invisible blade edges cutting at the Protective Aura.

"Such a terrifying gravity anomaly! Furthermore, the star-magnetic storm here causes extreme interference to perception; a Qi Refining Tenth Layer Cultivator here would definitely have a perception range of no more than ten zhang!"

Qi Yang calculated inwardly.

Restricted perception was a fatal danger to others, but to him, a poison Cultivator accustomed to hiding in the shadows and playing dirty, it was simply a natural hunting ground!

Qi Yang deliberately slowed his pace, gradually falling to the very back of the Loose Cultivator team.

Responsible for driving this batch of Loose Cultivators were five Qingyu Sect Disciples wearing cyan feather garments.

The leader was a sinister-looking youth whose cultivation had reached the Peak of the Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation, and the remaining four were also experts of the Qi Condensation 8th Layer.

After penetrating a few miles deep into the mine cave, the surrounding star-magnetic storm became increasingly fierce, and the Loose Cultivator team ahead had already walked out of sight, leaving only Qi Yang and a dozen or so old, weak, sick, and disabled people trailing behind.

"Senior Brother, these few pieces of trash are walking too slow, and there seem to be quite a few low-grade Starlight Stones on the rock walls nearby."

A Qingyu Sect Disciple leaned close to the sinister youth's ear, greed and fierce light flashing in his eyes.

The sinister youth glanced at the dim mine cave around them, a cold smile curling the corners of his mouth.

"With the star-magnetic storm interfering so much, who can investigate if a few people die? Do it, slaughter all these pieces of trash, and take all the Storage Pouch on them along with the Ore they dug up!"

"Yes!"

Four Qingyu Sect Disciples drew their long swords, pressing toward Qi Yang and the dozen or so Loose Cultivators with ferocious grins.

"My Lords, spare our lives! We will walk faster right now!"

Several Loose Cultivators were so frightened they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Qi Yang hunched his back against the rock wall at the corner of the mine cave, trembling like a frightened old man.

But beneath his wide sleeve robes, his fingers had already silently pinched a pitch-black explosive flame poison thunderball.

"If you want to blame someone, blame your own cheap lives! In your next life when you reincarnate, remember to find a good family!"

A Qingyu Sect Disciple grinned ferociously, thrusting his sword toward Qi Yang's heart.

Just at the split second when the sword tip was less than half an inch away from Qi Yang's chest, Qi Yang abruptly raised his head. Beneath that withered human skin mask, a pair of eyes shot out a chilling killing intent, and he directly flicked his finger!