80: Chapter 80 Slaughtering Ferocious Beasts, Ascetic Cultivation in the Nether Sea

Hun Tiandi gazed at the Void Dragon Pearl floating in mid-air, glowing with purple light, and took a gentle breath.

After a long while, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he beckoned with his right hand. A wisp of Fighting Qi surged out, wrapping around the dragon pearl, pulling at it with his Fighting Qi.

The Void Dragon Pearl, which emitted a faint, terrifying energy, offered no resistance at all.

It moved towards him, finally landing in Hun Tiandi's hand.

A purple halo radiated from it, illuminating Hun Tiandi's delicate face and reflecting a strange, eerie purple in his bright eyes.

He flipped his hand, and a purple jade box appeared. Because this eighth-rank monster core was too bizarre, Hun Tiandi did not intend to study it right now.

It would not be too late to master it once his strength improved in the future.

He circulated a wisp of Fighting Qi to wrap around the monster core and carefully placed it into the purple jade box.

Click...

He gently closed the jade box, sealing off the dragon pearl, then moved his palm to place it into his storage ring.

"This damned dragon pearl..."

Having finished all this, Hun Tiandi cursed under his breath. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he felt a chill on his back, realizing it had been soaked with sweat.

With lingering fear, he cursed. A withered corpse that had been dead for who knows how many years had made him look so disheveled.

This was the first time he had encountered such an evil thing.

After taking the dragon pearl from the Ancient Dragon's reverse scale, the scale, which had originally been the size of a washbasin, shrank to the size of an adult's palm. It looked like purple jade and exuded a faint, lingering aura of the Ancient Dragon's majesty.

He casually placed it into his storage ring.

"Hehehe."

Hun Tiandi looked relieved; the gains from this withered corpse were too great, enough to offset any hardship.

Immediately, he put away the ten thousand soul banner, sat cross-legged, and began to circulate his cultivation technique.

He regulated his breathing and meditated to recover his Fighting Qi, ensuring he remained at his peak state.

The young man in green robes, eyes closed in cultivation, drew in a wisp of energy like a small snake with his breathing, finally absorbing it into his body.

After circulating and refining it, it transformed into a wisp of pure Fighting Qi, which merged into his body.

His tightly closed eyes slowly opened. Feeling the abundant energy within his body, Hun Tiandi smiled slightly, a satisfied expression appearing on his face.

Standing up, Hun Tiandi took one-tenth of the ten-thousand-year stone milk from the small pool.

He placed it in a jade bottle; next, he would begin a life of bitter cultivation.

This pure ten-thousand-year stone milk could restore Fighting Qi. Since entering this forbidden land, Hun Tiandi had not yet explored it carefully.

Boom!

Turning around and walking towards the cave entrance, he pushed open the stone slab. Hun Tiandi saw the long-lost, gentle sunlight, but the gray sky made him feel restless...

Before him lay a vast, continuous mountain range with towering, lush ancient trees. Hun Tiandi caught a whiff of a dangerous aura that was constantly permeating the air.

The roars of fierce beasts rose and fell, as if the place were a road of no return, leading straight to the abyss of hell.

Mountains soared into the clouds, craggy and vast, stretching on endlessly.

Looking out, it appeared as if giant dragons were coiling there.

"Nether Sea..."

Hun Tiandi whispered to himself. In this endless mountain range, spanning who knows how many thousands of miles, hiding who knows how many fierce beasts, it was extremely dangerous.

He even suspected that in the deepest parts of the mountain range, there were terrifying Venerable-level fierce beasts, or even Saint-level existences.

Even the strongest humans in the Fighting Qi Continent, with their heaven-shaking strength, would not be willing to enter the deepest parts.

Roar...

Just then, from the grass in the distance, the roar of a fierce beast filled with malevolent aura suddenly echoed through the mountains and forests.

Immediately after, a leopard-like fierce beast the size of a wild bull pounced towards Hun Tiandi as swift as the wind.

Clang!

Hun Tiandi drew his longsword and circulated his Fighting Qi into the blade. A sharp sword hum rang out as the sword energy condensed into a blade light, revealing its keen edge.

Thrust...

He muttered in a low voice. The sword thrust out like a dragon; the blade light pierced through the air and penetrated the leopard-like beast's abdomen. The longsword twisted, shredding the beast's heart.

Then, with a slash of the blade, a large gash was cut in the beast's abdomen, and its organs spilled out.

The fierce beast fell to the ground, unwilling to die. Its blood splattered, and its body exuded a malevolent aura.

With a wave of his sleeve, the ten thousand soul banner appeared out of thin air. He gently shook the banner, sweeping it over the leopard-like beast's body, and an illusory beast soul flew out.

It roared at the sky in defiance, but the beast soul was swallowed by the ten thousand soul banner. Its ferocious face struggled, but thin golden threads appeared on the banner, constantly refining the soul.

"The slaughter of fierce beasts officially begins..."

After stepping into the mountain range, he was attacked no fewer than dozens of times in succession. Terrifying fierce beasts, in groups, rushed out from various hidden corners.

Their malevolent aura was heaven-shaking, erupting with terrifying destructive power that was chilling to the heart.

Hun Tiandi gripped his longsword tightly, his eyes resilient and unyielding. His green robes were stained with the blood of the fierce beasts. After three days of slaughter, wisps of malevolent aura had condensed around him.

The ten thousand soul banner floated in mid-air beside him, swallowing the beast souls that contained malevolent aura, churning with black and purple energy.

His gaze fell upon this demonic artifact, a look of satisfaction appearing on his face. Nourished by thousands of beast souls, it had begun to display its terrifying power.

The flesh and blood of the fierce beasts were consumed by the Blood God Child released by Hun Tiandi to strengthen its power.

Hun Tiandi looked towards the depths of the mountain range. The pitch-black and dark red mist in the sky was filled with violent, bloody, and malevolent aura.

Dark clouds rolled, as if they were about to rain blood.

Gulp...

A jade bottle of stone milk appeared in his hand. He gulped down ten drops, which dissolved in his stomach, releasing pure and rich energy.

It flowed through his meridians, and his energy cyclones rotated at high speed, recovering the Fighting Qi within his body.

In the distant mountains, terrifying fierce beasts flashed by, their roars chilling to the soul.

Hearing them, the Fighting Qi within his body surged, and Hun Tiandi frowned slightly.

Forcibly suppressing the restlessness in his heart, a glint of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and he walked fearlessly into the depths of the mountain range.

Entering the mountains from this direction meant he had truly entered the depths of the Nether Sea mountain range!

"Cackle..."

The deeper he went, the more Hun Tiandi felt a great crisis descending.

Sharp, shrill screams echoed, and a thick, bloody stench rushed towards him.

Collecting his thoughts, Hun Tiandi's delicate face remained calm. He tightened his grip on his sword, and silver light flickered beneath his feet.

A sharp blade light burst forth into the air. He activated the Ten Thousand Sword Art, and the abundant sword energy condensed into a light that tore through the air.

It emitted a thunderous sword hum. Immediately, a spray of blood splashed before him, and the ten thousand soul banner behind him, as if smelling something delicious, erupted with a suction force, drawing the beast soul into the banner.

"A third-rank fierce beast..."

Hun Tiandi raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise in his eyes. Truly, one gets what one wishes for.

He didn't need to look for fierce beasts; they came to him on their own.

A third-rank fierce beast was torn apart, its dark red blood flowing and spreading over several zhang.

It had smooth beast scales, a single horn on its head, a head like a demonic wolf, and claws gleaming with a cold light.

On the dark red ground before him, dozens of third-rank fierce beasts, like a black torrent, charged madly towards Hun Tiandi.

"So many fierce beasts..."

Looking at the brutal fierce beasts, Hun Tiandi's thoughts stirred. His Fighting Qi surged to the surface of his body, condensing into a blood-colored Fighting Qi gauze, with Fighting Qi whistling and flowing around him.

On the continuous and craggy mountains, a layer of gray malevolent aura condensed. From time to time, ghost-like cries and roars emanated, the terrifying wails echoing between heaven and earth.

At this moment, before him, there were dozens of fierce beasts, crystal-clear drool dripping from their blood-thirsty mouths.

Their scarlet beast eyes gleamed with bloodlust, staring fixedly at Hun Tiandi's neck.

Previously, the death of their companion had not caused any fear.