160: The Spirit of the Underworld

“Please, Old Ancestor, turn around. You can summon the Tool Spirit, condense myriad Sword Qi into one, and unleash it in a single strike.

Slay gods if they block, slay buddhas if they block.

What big words.

But after tens of thousands of years of accumulation, I wonder how powerful it has become…”

The Kunpeng Avatar showed no emotion on his face and quietly put it away.

This purple-gold red gourd was far superior to the Yellow Jade Sword Gourd.

Just the ability to nurture Flying Swords alone put it tens of thousands of miles ahead, not to mention the powerful Divine Ability it came with.

Especially since the Sword Qi within the gourd had accumulated over tens of thousands of years, its power was sufficient to serve as a trump card.

Soon, the two of them also successively divided the remaining Spirit Treasures, their faces showing delight.

“Good, now that the Spirit Treasures are divided, it’s time to deal with that fellow.”

Liu Wuxiang said irritably.

Just one weapon secret room had seven Spirit Treasures.

The Refined Corpse Zhang He had been in here for so long, who knew how much he had embezzled.

The three of them stepped out of the secret room and walked towards other secret rooms with the deepest spiritual aura, successively obtaining many treasures.

However, they never saw any more treasures as rare as Spirit Treasures.

Before long, a Pill Refining Room appeared before the three of them.

“This is the last place in the hall…”

Liu Wuxiang’s brows were tightly furrowed.

They hadn't found any trace of Zhang He along the way, so he must be in this last Pill Refining Room.

“Medicinal Pills, after tens of thousands of years, even if preserved perfectly, their medicinal properties would be depleted.

The Medicinal Pills we’ve sporadically obtained along the way were no exception.

I wonder what’s special about this last Pill Refining Room?”

Xuan Xin murmured.

The Kunpeng Avatar narrowed his eyes, looking towards the four corners of the Pill Refining Room, where four Sacred Beasts sat on the eaves, subtly circulating the power of a special Formation.

The three exchanged glances and walked closer.

Creak——

The door pushed open, and thick dust was particularly evident under the illumination of a dim, solitary lamp.

A bronze great cauldron stood in the center, its eight bronze rings on the edge locking long silver chains that extended to the walls of the Pill Refining Room.

Below, the furnace fire blazed, unextinguished for tens of thousands of years.

Yet, a delicate fragrance wafted through the Void Realm.

“A Medicinal Pill refined for tens of thousands of years…”

Xuan Xin exclaimed.

Liu Wuxiang’s eyes sharpened, and he patted the Ink Poison Toad beside him, causing its dark tongue to sweep across the Void Realm, heading straight for the bronze great cauldron.

Its speed was as fast as lightning.

“Damn it!”

Xuan Xin cursed under her breath, but it was too late to stop him.

The more precious a Medicinal Pill, the lower its yield usually was.

Typically, only one could be refined.

How precious was a tens-of-thousands-year-old Medicinal Pill left behind in the Yellow Springs Cave Abode?

This was a treasure that could not be shared.

Thump——

The long tongue struck the bronze great cauldron, causing the cauldron to vibrate. A milky-white Medicinal Pill flew out, emitting a rich fragrance.

Just a slight whiff made the black Qi in his body active, and his cultivation even slightly increased.

“Top-grade Breakthrough Pill!”

“It’s actually this treasure!”

The Breakthrough Pill was an ancient miraculous pill.

After consumption, it could allow a Dongxuan Realm Cultivator to Breakthrough their cultivation Bottleneck.

And the top-grade Breakthrough Pill, rumor had it, even had some benefit for breaking through to the Yang Spirit Realm.

“This time, to have such an Opportunity… Haha…”

Liu Wuxiang beamed with joy.

The Ink Poison Toad’s dark tongue, like a tornado, swept towards the top-grade Breakthrough Pill.

Suddenly.

Crack… Snap… A dark claw tore through the Void Realm, accompanied by the Ink Poison Toad’s wails. The dark tongue fell to the ground, and a bizarre monster appeared before the three, tightly clutching the top-grade Breakthrough Pill in its hand.

“Zhang He…”

The three saw the monster’s face clearly.

It had Zhang He’s face, scarlet ghost eyes, yet was expressionless, its mouth twitching, drooling. Its lower body was bloated like a fat mountain of flesh, while its upper body grew countless tumors and tentacles with sharp claws, constantly wriggling.

“Infested by dao karma, his mind devoured…”

The Kunpeng Avatar frowned slightly, seeing through Zhang He’s true state at a glance.

This state was just like Heavenly Saint Child’s back then.

“No wonder this fellow broke through the illusory space so quickly.

He was actually assimilated by dao karma into a Strange Beast.

Troublesome.”

Liu Wuxiang’s brows furrowed tightly.

Even as a Dongxuan Realm mighty figure, there was still a risk of mental distortion and transformation into a monster.

In normal combat, unless it was a life-or-death moment, one always had to reserve a portion of their mind to suppress such anomalies.

“Although transforming into a Strange Beast will significantly increase combat power.

He has lost his intelligence, possessing only the instinct to kill.

The three of us joining forces can definitely slay him.”

Saying this, Xuan Xin stomped her foot, lotus flowers blooming with each step, her body transforming into an illusion. She actually wanted to rush forward first to reclaim the Medicinal Pill.

“Hehehe… All of you… must die…”

Zhang He’s neck twitched, a bizarre smile appearing on his face. He swallowed the Medicinal Pill whole, and immediately his aura surged, climbing steadily.

Dongxuan Early Stage… Middle Stage… Late Stage… Boom——

His head split open, transforming into dozens of chrysanthemum-shaped fleshy tumors. His aura exploded, scattering countless dust, and the Kunpeng Avatar and the other two retreated simultaneously.

“Dongxuan Late Stage… leaping two Realms in one go, is this the top-grade Breakthrough Pill…”

Xuan Xin’s figure retreated at extreme speed.

Whoosh——

The Void Realm surged, and the giant mountain of flesh suddenly vanished from sight.

“Not good!”

“Run!”

The three looked astonished, fleeing for their lives.

Rip——

Space was like a mirror, and dozens of long, dark tentacles condensed into a drill, emerging from it, instantly piercing through Liu Wuxiang’s chest and exiting his back.

Splurt——

Blood gushed from Liu Wuxiang’s mouth. He slowly lowered his head, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at his chest.

A mass of wriggling fleshy tentacles, like countless suckers, was wantonly devouring his blood and essence.

A streak of light flashed out, a tiny Nascent Soul about an inch tall, its face filled with resentment, flew out from Liu Wuxiang’s head, clutching a small Storage Pouch in its hand.

It immediately intended to ride the Ink Poison Toad and flee.

However, the Void Realm surged, and the tumor-like maw suddenly closed, instantly darkening the sky.

“Damn it!”

Liu Wuxiang conjured a Spirit Treasure magic hammer, violently piercing through the fleshy wall, breaking free from the trap, but the fleshy walls seemed to be layered, endless.

After a few breaths, accompanied by a muffled thud, Liu Wuxiang’s aura completely vanished.

In the Void Realm, the Kunpeng Avatar’s expression was solemn, while the aura of the mountain of flesh behind him gradually approached.

‘Troublesome.’

Seeing that escape was impossible, the Kunpeng Avatar’s eyes sharpened. A demonic image appeared behind him, giving birth to the power of the Hell Path to block, and various Dao spell flames were simultaneously thrown out.

However, upon encountering the mountain of flesh behind him, they were like mud oxen entering the sea, only slowing it down slightly.

It was estimated that he would be caught up in less than a few dozen breaths.

“Please, Old Ancestor, turn around.”

Ignoring everything else, the Kunpeng Avatar suddenly slapped the purple-gold gourd hanging from his waist. A faint illusion appeared in the Void Realm, and then a brilliant Sword Qi shot out from the gourd’s mouth, like a new moon tearing through the Void Realm, instantly cutting the Physical Body in half, and large amounts of internal organs splattered onto the ground.

“You… hurt… me… Hehehe…”

A sound like tree bark rubbing came from within the mountain of flesh. Immediately after, the two severed bodies rapidly reconnected, generating countless viscous fluids, perfectly sealing and restoring themselves.

On the other side, Xuan Xin was also being pursued by a mountain of flesh.

Clearly, Zhang He, having completely transformed into a Strange Beast, had already mastered the ability of Clone, and even his flesh and blood were not his vital points.

Xuan Xin looked at the bizarre entity behind her, gritting her teeth, her gaze sweeping towards the distant Kunpeng Avatar. With a hardened heart, her light flames maneuvered.

“Fellow Daoist, if you and I join forces against this demon.

We should have some chance of success.”

Xuan Xin transmitted her voice.

“Hard to say…”

The Kunpeng Avatar’s expression was as calm as an ancient well.

Who would have thought that after several centuries, the two who once fought and betrayed each other in the Yellow Springs Secret Realm would once again fight side-by-side as Clones.

‘Interesting.’

At this moment, the mountain of flesh merged, but its aura plummeted for a thousand miles, falling to the Dongxuan Middle Stage.

Every inch of flesh and blood peeled away, dissipating in the Void Realm like shattered mirror fragments, gradually revealing the bizarre existence within its abdomen.

The Old Shopkeeper, the Shop Assistant, the fish-headed Strange Beast… Finally, a miniature inn flashed past.

Two large red lantern-like eyes, and a mouth that was a constantly opening and closing door.

The Kunpeng Avatar’s eyes darkened slightly: “Spirit of Yellow Springs… you’ve finally come out…”