161: Collect the Lethe River

The squirming flesh before his eyes gradually transformed into an inn, and drops of foul, bloody juice dripped onto the ground, emitting sizzling corrosive sounds.

It was precisely the Yellow Springs Inn along the Wangchuan River.

"The Spirit of Wangchuan River!"

Xuan Xin exclaimed.

At this moment, the aura unique to the Spirit of Wangchuan River was completely exposed.

"No, how could the Spirit of Wangchuan River's aura be so muddled, it's like... a strange..."

"It's probably due to being tainted by the Yellow Springs Great Emperor's dao karma..."

The Kunpeng Avatar recalled the strange fish-headed monster from the previous night.

The Shop Assistant, the old shopkeeper, the storyteller... all were part of the inn.

At this moment, a cold voice, like that from the underworld, came from the inn's entrance: "I am the Spirit of Wangchuan River, one of the yellow springs three treasures under the Yellow Springs Great Emperor.

Originally, the Great Emperor's body perished in a Heavenly Tribulation, and his dao karma tainted the heavens and earth.

I was unfortunately tainted by a trace, but unexpectedly, I gained the possibility of further advancement.

In ancient times, Dao Soldiers could rival Yang Spirit Realm mighty figures.

As long as I devour other Yellow Springs relics, I might be able to reach this Realm."

"You..."

The red lanterns at the entrance of the Yellow Springs Inn emitted two crimson lights.

"Quickly hand over... Yellow Springs Mountain..."

"Yellow Springs Mountain... could it be him?" Xuan Xin was greatly alarmed.

The Yellow Springs Secret Realm flashed through her mind.

When the Secret Realm closed, she had no choice but to leave early.

At that time, only one person remained in the Secret Realm.

However, that person was only in the Foundation Building Realm at the time, how could he have collected a Spirit Treasure left behind by a Yang Spirit Realm mighty figure?

The Kunpeng Avatar sneered, tearing off the Dan Chenzi skin covering his body, revealing his true appearance.

His brows bore a ninety percent resemblance to Gu Changsheng.

'It really is him!

Hmm? No, his aura seems a bit different...' Xuan Xin thought to herself.

Suddenly, a profound yellow mountain shadow appeared in the Kunpeng Avatar's palm, immediately causing the red light of the Yellow Springs Inn to intensify, and the sound of 'hand it over' echoed continuously in the Void Realm.

Layer upon layer, like demonic sounds filling the ears.

Roar—

The gates of the Yellow Springs Inn burst open, and countless strange beings surged out.

The storyteller, the old shopkeeper, Zhang He, Liu Wuxiang... their bodies were strangely inexplicable, a mere glance would make one dizzy, yet a human head grew out of the pile of flesh.

They were four Dongxuan Realm strange beings.

Evidently, the Cultivators previously devoured by the Yellow Springs Inn, their Physical Body and souls would forever sink into the clutches of the power of Wangchuan River.

"You and I, let's join forces!"

"Good!"

In the Void Realm, a nine-leaf white lotus bloomed, and countless Sword Qi shot out from its heart, blasting towards the strange beings filling the sky.

Terrifying Yellow Springs Sword Qi erupted, instantly clearing an area.

However, the four Dongxuan Realm strange beings vanished into thin air, leaving no trace.

"Troublesome."

The Kunpeng Avatar's body suddenly swelled several times its size, and a demonic phantom appeared behind him. The power of the Six Paths erupted, his purple eyes caught a trace, and he unleashed a punch.

Bang—

A phantom of a mountain of flesh wailed and flew backward, its flesh scattering.

Behind him, however, a strange tentacle attacked from the Void Realm.

Clang—

The eight arms of the demonic phantom were tinged with a Rakshasa phantom, and his giant palms, like cattail-leaf fans, transformed into blades, severing the strange black tentacles, which squirmed as if alive.

'Is it a enslavement-type Divine Ability...' The Kunpeng Avatar showed a hint of a cold smile and said faintly: "If you were still a great Cultivator in the Late Stage Dongxuan Realm, I wouldn't say a word and would turn and leave.

A mere Middle Stage Dongxuan Realm..."

Boom—

Black Qi surged and poured into the Yellow Springs Mountain in his palm, and the mountain peak immediately grew against the wind, transforming into a mountain range hundreds of zhang in size.

The Void Realm twisted, a huge shadow was cast on the ground, and Yellow Springs Mountain crashed down.

Bang—

Amidst the earth-shaking tremors, the Yellow Springs Inn sank into the ground, with a mountain range suppressing it.

The four Dongxuan Realm strange beings all tried to rescue it, but were blocked by the mountain Qi of Yellow Springs Mountain.

"The power of Yellow Springs... you can actually perfectly control the power of Yellow Springs Mountain."

The roaring voice of the Spirit of Wangchuan River came from underground, sounding frantic.

Little did he know, the Kunpeng Avatar was born from Gu Changsheng, and naturally could perfectly control his own Spirit Treasure.

"Suppress the mountain!"

The Kunpeng Avatar, having gained the upper hand, did not relent, suddenly throwing out a talisman covered with silver patterns. It ignited in the wind, transforming into strange silver lines that adhered to Yellow Springs Mountain.

Immediately, the suppressing force greatly increased, the ground gradually stabilized, and the unwilling voice of the Spirit of Wangchuan River came from underground.

This was a secret art talisman developed by Gu Changsheng based on the characteristics of Yellow Springs Mountain, designed to strengthen its suppressing power.

The effect was outstanding.

Having gained the upper hand, he did not relent. The Kunpeng Avatar took out another huge scroll and threw it into the Void Realm.

As the scroll unfolded, countless white threads burrowed into the ground, coiling around the Yellow Springs Inn like a cocoon.

The four strange beings wailed and turned into pus.

The Spirit of Wangchuan River, being the manifestation of a Spirit Treasure's energy body, could naturally be sealed by painting Dao like a ghost Cultivator.

The Mountain Suppressing Talisman combined with the Sealing Scroll, this was a double guarantee.

In fact, the Kunpeng Avatar still had a trump card sealed in his mind.

Divine Ability—Dao Transformation.

Once this move was unleashed, even if a Late Stage Dongxuan Realm old monster sealed the Void Realm, he would have an eighty to ninety percent chance of escaping.

However, the Dao Transformation Divine Ability was extremely overbearing; once used, it was feared that the Heaven and Earth Law Divine Ability seed in the heart space would gradually be devoured by it.

At this moment.

Splash—

Countless clear yellow waters of Wangchuan River emerged from the ground, submerging the bones on the surface. In a blink of an eye, only a few scattered dry land remained.

"Go."

The Kunpeng Avatar raised his hand, and the scroll flew into it.

The two transformed into streaks of light and flew out of the Immortal Cave.

Ten breaths later, the Wangchuan River returned to its previous water level, but it no longer overflowed.

Streaks of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds, shining on the water surface, reflecting shimmering ripples.

In the Void Realm, the Kunpeng Avatar looked at Xuan Xin with a playful expression: "Long time no see.

I didn't expect, Fellow Daoist, that you would break through to the Profound Cave Realm. Congratulations.

However, that sneak attack with a sword, this Lord still remembers it clearly.

How should this debt be settled?"

The Kunpeng Avatar shared the main body's memories, and naturally inherited the Karma from back then.

Now, it was time to settle all of this.

Xuan Xin's face showed difficulty.

Suddenly, her eyes sharpened, her right palm squirmed and transformed into an axe, severing her left arm at the root. Her Origin Qi dissipated, and her face instantly turned pale.

Black Qi spewed from her mouth, and in a trance, it transformed into her left arm, restoring it to its original state.

However, her aura suddenly dropped by a notch.

"Is Fellow Daoist satisfied?"

Xuan Xin's tone was submissive.

"Not enough..."

The Kunpeng Avatar said coldly.

Severing an arm and losing Origin Qi would take at least several decades to repair.

But to settle the Karma from back then.

It wouldn't be that easy.

"What does Fellow Daoist want?

If I fight to the death, even if Fellow Daoist can take my life, you will also suffer some loss of Origin Qi."

Xuan Xin's tone faltered, but her aura gradually became sharper.

She had the momentum of fighting to the death.

The Kunpeng Avatar pondered for a moment, then said faintly: "It's simple, hand over the two Spirit Treasures in your possession."

Xuan Xin's face showed struggle.

If she lost her Spirit Treasures, coupled with her greatly damaged Origin Qi, if the other party went back on his word, she would truly have no way to escape.

"Alright.

However, Fellow Daoist must swear an oath on your Dao Heart.

If you still attack me after obtaining the Spirit Treasures, your cultivation will forever be unable to advance, Heart Demons will proliferate, and you will degenerate into a strange being."

"Swear on your Dao Heart... unfortunately, you don't have the qualifications to bargain with this Lord..."

The Kunpeng Avatar's eyes gradually sharpened, and his aura surged higher and higher.

If the other party was not sensible, even losing two Spirit Treasures to settle an old matter would be worth it.

'No, the revenge for my parents and villagers has not yet been exacted, I must not die here... I must destroy the White Lotus Sect...' Xuan Xin's face showed struggle.

Whoosh—

A purple-gold alms bowl and a silver-white round shield streaked across the Void Realm.

Xuan Xin's figure gradually changed and disappeared from her original spot, and an ethereal female voice came from afar in the Void Realm.

"I hope Fellow Daoist keeps his word."

"Hmph..." The Kunpeng Avatar took the two great Spirit Treasures expressionlessly.

Black Qi poured in, instantly refining the Spirit Treasures.

When Xuan Xin threw out the Spirit Treasures, she actively erased her mental imprint.

"She's sensible, at least.

Never mind..."

The Kunpeng Avatar looked at Xuan Xin, who had disappeared into the distance, and information about the two great Spirit Treasures kept pouring into his mind.

"Hmm, the Blazing Fire Heavenly Spirit Shield... the Purple-Gold Waning Wave Bowl..."

"The former is a defensive Spirit Treasure, which is as expected.

The latter can actually refine all rivers under heaven.

Not bad, it's just right for collecting the waters of the Wangchuan River..."

Black Qi poured into the Purple-Gold Waning Wave Bowl, and a mysterious power surged out. Immediately, countless river waters transformed into water tornadoes and burrowed into the bowl.

Three days later, the Kunpeng Avatar transformed into a streak of light and departed.

On the ground, the once vast and endless Wangchuan River had disappeared, leaving behind a long, narrow riverbed and layers of white bones, like the traces left by a giant python that devoured the sky.