252: Chapter 252 Violent Breakthrough! The Primal Bead of the Witch God Deep Underground!

"An incantation?"

Su Yang looked as if he had heard a massive joke.

He looked down at the Black-Robed Elder kneeling in the mud and kowtowing frantically, a cold sneer curling at the corners of his mouth.

"When this young master takes something, I always take it directly. Why would I need some long-winded incantation?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yang didn't even give the three old dogs from Miaojiang a second look. He walked right past them, heading straight for the hundred-meter-tall White Bone Altar.

The altar was constructed from countless pale human skeletons, and the surrounding air was thick with an inseparable, bloody Evil Qi.

Ordinary Cultivators wouldn't even dare to approach; just a single glance would cause their Divine Souls to be backlashed by this overwhelming resentment, turning them into complete lunatics.

But in Su Yang's eyes, this was nothing more than a pile of space-consuming trash.

With his hands still leisurely tucked into his casual pants pockets, he simply raised his right foot slowly and stomped down hard on the massive base of the altar!

Boom!

A ring of dazzling, blinding golden Pure Yang True Fire erupted outward in a circular wave from the tip of his foot.

The golden wave of fire was like a raging tide that crushed everything in its path, instantly sweeping across the entire White Bone Altar.

The hundred-meter-high pale skeletons didn't even have a chance to make a sound the moment they came into contact with the Pure Yang True Fire; they were directly incinerated into white ash that filled the air.

In just two or three breaths' time.

The entire hair-raising altar had completely vanished, leaving behind only a massive crater dozens of meters in diameter.

At the bottom of the crater, a heavy stone door appeared, pitch-black and covered in ancient blood-red totems. Along the edges of the stone door, a ghostly green Formation light barrier flickered.

"This... this is impossible!"

The three Black-Robed Elders kneeling behind him stared with eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, their expressions filled with shock and rage.

The White Bone Altar was a peerless defensive Formation established with the painstaking efforts of generations of Miaojiang ancestors!

Even a Cultivator at the Golden Core Stage Great Perfection attacking with full force could never have damaged it in the slightest.

This young man before them had actually used just one stomp to crush the entire Formation and the altar into flying ash!

This kind of completely illogical, brute-force crushing thoroughly destroyed the three old men's mental defenses.

Su Yang turned around, his deep gaze coldly sweeping over these three pieces of trash.

"The door is open; your usefulness has come to an end."

Hearing this, the Black-Robed Elders were scared out of their wits and were about to open their mouths to beg for mercy.

Su Yang flicked his finger.

Three golden sparks the size of soybeans flashed through the air, landing with pinpoint accuracy on the foreheads of the three old men.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Without even letting out a scream, the three Gu poison masters—who were capable of causing bloodbaths in the secular world—instantly turned into three humanoid torches. In the blink of an eye, they were incinerated until not even a handful of ashes remained.

After dealing with those disgusting flies, Su Yang turned to look at the group of Special Forces Team Members who had just been cured of the poison and were helping each other stand up.

The squad leader, suppressing his weakness, straightened his back and gave Su Yang an extremely standard military salute.

"Consultant Su! Our lives were given to us by you. If you ever have any orders in the future, we will follow them even at the cost of our lives!"

Su Yang waved his hand and said calmly, "Cut the empty talk. Take your men and retreat outside the Poisonous Miasma Valley to recuperate. While you're at it, gather the bodies of your fallen comrades. The place ahead is not somewhere you can get involved."

The squad leader knew Su Yang was telling the truth, so he didn't waste any more words. He led the dozen or so surviving members and quickly evacuated the clearing filled with the aura of death.

Once all the outsiders had left.

Only then did Su Yang turn his gaze back to the black stone door at the bottom of the crater.

"Boss, the Formation on this door reeks of an old corpse. It's really nauseating."

Chu Ling floated forward, her ice-blue off-the-shoulder long dress swaying gently in the wind, revealing two fair and slender legs. A look of disgust appeared on her beautiful face; she was clearly very disdainful of such a low-grade Yin Evil Formation.

Su Qingcheng and Jiang Yingxue also transformed into two streaks of light, landing steadily beside Su Yang.

Su Qingcheng, dressed in fiery red, twirled her long sword into a beautiful sword flower and asked for battle in a sweet voice, "Master, why do you need to do it yourself for such a broken door? Let Qingcheng shatter it with one sword strike."

"No need to go through the trouble."

Su Yang's figure blurred as he jumped directly to the bottom of the crater, standing steadily in front of the black stone door.

He didn't even use his Pure Yang True Qi. Relying solely on his tempered Pure Yang Body, he clenched his right fist and threw a powerful punch straight at the blood-red totem in the center of the stone door!

Rumble!!!

A deafening, earth-shattering explosion erupted within the valley.

The ghostly green Formation light barrier shattered like a fragile glass bubble. The black stone door, weighing tens of thousands of catties, was directly blasted into countless stone fragments by the terrifying physical force of the punch, which shot out in all directions.

A bottomless entrance to an underground passage, emitting a bone-chilling cold wind and a strong medicinal fragrance, appeared before the four of them.

"Let's go. Let's head inside and see what good things these Miaojiang ancestors have hidden."

Su Yang led the way, striding into the dark and deep passage. The three stunning beauties—Chu Ling, Su Qingcheng, and Jiang Yingxue—followed closely behind.

The interior of the passage was exceptionally spacious, paved entirely with dark cyan boulders. On the walls on both sides, Moonlight Stones emitting a soft white light were embedded every ten steps, illuminating the entire underground space.

The surface of the walls was carved with countless eerie and complex murals. The content mostly depicted cruel scenes of ancient people using poisonous insects to fight and sacrificing living humans to mysterious gods. The art style was rugged and carried a nauseating smell of blood.

Su Qingcheng looked at the murals on the wall as she walked, curling her rosy lips.

"The ancestors of this Miaojiang lineage were truly primitive, resorting to nothing but low-handed and unpresentable tactics."

Jiang Yingxue smiled gently, the wide sleeves of her red classical wedding dress waving slightly as she crushed several poisonous Ink Vines hanging from the passage ahead into powder.

"Evil paths never last long. Compared to Master's openness and integrity, these ancient martial legacies are simply eyesores."

Listening to the daily flattery of the two female Ghost Generals, Su Yang only gave a faint smile, his pace not slowing.

Although the notification sound hadn't rung yet, his keen Divine Sense had already detected an extremely massive and pure mixture of wood and poison energy lurking at the end of the passage.

This energy was so pure that it was even a few degrees denser than the Jianmu Branch he had obtained from the Bureau 749 National Treasury.

After traveling down the sloping passage for about fifteen minutes.

The view ahead suddenly opened up.

An underground karst cave the size of several football fields was fully revealed to everyone.

Countless stalactites emitting a ghostly blue light hung from the ceiling of the cave like a brilliant starry sky. At the bottom of the cave, there was no solid ground; instead, there was a vast, bubbling lake of dark green poison.

A thin layer of green poisonous miasma floated on the surface of the poison lake. If an ordinary person inhaled even a trace, they would instantly turn into a puddle of corpse water.

But in the very center of the lake, an incredibly strange and massive lotus was growing.

The lotus was deep ink-black throughout, its petals looking as if they were carved from top-grade black jade, emitting a heart-palpitating luster. Not only did the lotus lack any of the poison lake's stench, but it also emitted a refreshing fragrance that dispersed all the surrounding miasma.

In the center of the ink-black lotus's stamens, a mysterious fist-sized bead, emerald green and appearing to have liquid flowing inside, floated quietly.

The vast and peerless wood-attribute vitality and ancient poison Origin were precisely what was continuously radiating from this bead.

"Ding! Detected an ancient Heaven And Earth Treasure—[witch god origin pearl]!"

"System Prompt: This object was formed from the condensation of the pure poison and wood Origins of an ancient Witch God after their fall. It can be used to significantly increase the Bloodline Rank of mutated plant-based lifeforms. It is recommended that the Host collect it!"

Hearing the long-awaited System prompt in his mind, a sharp light flashed in Su Yang's eyes.

Good stuff!

Since Da Hei swallowed the severed Jianmu Branch, his size had skyrocketed, but he had been stuck on the edge of evolution, unable to complete the transformation. If he could feed this witch god origin pearl to Da Hei, this Soul-Devouring Black Demon Flower would definitely evolve into a peerless sect-protecting demonic plant capable of contending with Soul Transformation Stage experts.

"Master's luck is truly Heaven-Defying; to actually encounter such a legendary Heaven And Earth Treasure." Jiang Yingxue's beautiful eyes rippled as she couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Su Yang nodded in satisfaction and was about to take flight to pluck the bead from the ink-black lotus.

Suddenly.

Chu Ling, who had been standing quietly to the side, suddenly raised her eyebrows, her ice-blue eyes staring intently at the churning dark green poison lake below.

"Boss, wait! There's something alive underwater, and the Corpse Qi is extremely heavy!"

As soon as Chu Ling finished speaking.

Massive waves suddenly erupted from the calm surface of the poison lake!

Rumble!

The bubbling dark green poison liquid exploded in all directions. A terrifying Vicious Beast over twenty meters long, covered in thick black scales and resembling an ancient giant crocodile, lunged out from the bottom of the lake!

The giant crocodile had no eyes; there were only two deep black holes where its sockets should be. It was surrounded by an extremely intense black Death Qi, and dark green poison seeped from every gap between its scales.

This was not a living Yao Beast, but a top-tier ominous creature refined through ancient secret methods to guard the witch god origin pearl—the Iron-Armored Corpse Crocodile!

"Roar—!!!"

The Iron-Armored Corpse Crocodile let out an earth-shaking, violent roar, opening its bloody maw filled with sharp fangs. With a terrifying bite force capable of crushing refined steel, it lunged straight at Su Yang and the three women in mid-air.

The wind howled, and a foul stench filled the air.

Facing such a sudden situation, Su Yang still had his hands in his pockets, not even blinking an eye.

"A reptile that's been dead for thousands of years dares to block this young master's path."

Before Su Yang could act, an ice-blue silhouette transformed into a streak of light and was the first to meet it.

"Boss, leave this low-grade zombie reptile to me."

Chu Ling's voice was cold, carrying a hint of high-and-mighty, absolute authority.

As the pinnacle of the zombie lineage, the dignity of an Unmelting Bone could not be challenged by any low-level dead thing.

Chu Ling hovered in mid-air. Facing the Iron-Armored Corpse Crocodile, which was as large as a small mountain, she didn't retreat a single step. Instead, she raised her fair and slender right leg, creating a sharp sonic boom as she tore through the air. With a powerful downward kick, she slammed it into the crocodile's incredibly hard skull.

Bang!!!

A dull thud echoed throughout the underground karst cave.

The skull of the Iron-Armored Corpse Crocodile, rumored to be invulnerable and capable of withstanding the strikes of a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's Flying Sword, actually let out a strained crack under Chu Ling's seemingly delicate kick.

The massive impact force slammed the twenty-meter-long terrifying beast straight from the air back into the dark green poison lake!

Water splashed everywhere as the poisonous waves churned.

"Freeze!"

Chu Ling pursued her advantage, her red lips parting as she spat out two cold words.

The extreme cold Origin of the ten thousand year profound ice marrow erupted. A ghostly blue stream of absolute cold surged from her fair toes like a Frost Giant Dragon, plunging headlong into the poison lake below.

Crackle, crackle!

The grating sound of freezing continued incessantly.

In just a few breaths, the vast dark green poison lake, along with the Iron-Armored Corpse Crocodile that had just fallen back into the water, was completely frozen into a massive, hard block of ghostly blue ice by this absolute-zero cold current.

The corpse crocodile was still in a struggling posture, permanently frozen within the thick layer of ice, without a single trace of life left.

A one-hit kill!

Violent, decisive, and without the slightest hesitation.

"Well done. If the house ever needs an ice sculpture decoration, I'll have you make it." Su Yang chuckled, not holding back his praise.

A blush rose to Chu Ling's beautiful face as she floated obediently back to Su Yang's side. "If Boss likes seeing them, I'll freeze ice sculptures for you every day."

Su Yang nodded, his figure blurring as he floated down to the center of the frozen lake surface.

He arrived above the ink-black lotus and reached out his right hand, firmly grasping the witch god origin pearl floating in the center of the stamens.

The bead felt warm in his hand. The majestic vitality and poison power contained within even caused Su Yang's Pure Yang Body to feel a strange throb.

However.

Just at the moment Su Yang stored this peerless treasure into the System space.

The entire underground karst cave suddenly began to shake violently, and the stalactites overhead broke and crashed down one after another.

An extremely ancient and violent aura of a terrifying remnant Soul, as if it had been slumbering for a hundred thousand years, suddenly awakened from the bottom of the abyss beneath the ink-black lotus!

A Soul-shaking, weathered roar echoed thunderously within the cave.

"Ignorant junior! How dare you steal this venerable one's Legacy!"