Chapter 1083: Fire Seed Golden Lotus

The Human World

‘Roar!’ A dragon’s roar shook the heavens.

The Flood Dragon King had, at some point, revealed his true form, manifesting his flood dragon body.

Chains made of true demonic energy were firmly embedded in the flood dragon's body.

The Flood Dragon King hadn't been in such a pathetic state for a long time. His immensely powerful flood dragon body had been easily wounded by Mo Qingzhu, the chains acting like the sharpest blades.

Scales shattered, and blood streamed.

‘Boom!’ The Flood Dragon King's entire body erupted with golden light, his scales turning a brilliant gold as he fought against the true demonic energy.

Some chains snapped or were severed by the golden light, but countless others immediately surged forward, embedding themselves into his flesh like persistent gangrene.

The true demonic energy invaded, slicing through his dragon scales, causing the Flood Dragon King to let out pained groans.

The Flood Dragon King felt deeply frustrated. If Mo Qingzhu hadn't been so fast, he wouldn't have been pushed to such a desperate state in an instant. He counterattacked furiously, manifesting a golden dragon phantom.

This was a secret technique passed down through the Flood Dragon Clan, one that Ling Zhuzi and others had experienced firsthand. However, as the golden dragon phantom appeared, Mo Qingzhu's blood-red eyes showed no fluctuation. His gaze was icy, and he clenched his five fingers.

Knowing he was no match, the Flood Dragon King struggled with all his might, his dragon claws tightly gripping the Heavenly Phoenix Feather, desperately activating the treasure.

It seemed the crimson crystal wall would soon be pierced by flames.

But Mo Qingzhu's speed was too great. The golden dragon phantom was still not fully formed when it was strangled by the true demonic energy, shattering into pieces on the spot.

‘Crack! Crack!’ Chains tightly bound the Flood Dragon King. His body twisted, bones shifted, and the true essence within him stagnated, causing the Heavenly Phoenix Feather to dim.

The true demonic energy and chains eerily surged towards the dragon claw holding the Heavenly Phoenix Feather.

Mo Qingzhu saw through the Flood Dragon King's intentions; he also wanted to seize the Heavenly Phoenix Feather.

‘Boom!’ A loud bang resonated.

The dragon claw was torn, flesh separated from bone, twisting unnaturally.

The Flood Dragon King was powerless to control the treasure.

The flames extinguished.

The Heavenly Phoenix Feather slipped from his grasp!

At this moment, the Heavenly Phoenix Feather became the focus of everyone's attention.

The Grand Shaman, Old Demon Fang, the Demon Lord, and Ling Zhuzi—four top experts, each no weaker than the Flood Dragon King—all lunged forward simultaneously.

With a gentle wave, Ling Zhuzi’s whisk transformed into a sky full of stardust, locking down a section of space. It flowed like a washing galaxy, imbued with an ancient aura, a powerful Taoist art.

The Demon Lord's true body merged with the Yin Sky Ghostly Divine Light, appearing like the waters of the Yellow Springs. He and Ling Zhuzi flanked the Heavenly Phoenix Feather, moving to seize it.

The Grand Shaman's body emitted rumbling thunder, his escape light like lightning. Faintly, a green silkworm phantom followed him like a shadow, dyeing the lightning green.

This green silkworm was the Grand Shaman's life-bound Gu-worm, a type of spirit silkworm. However, it wasn't the ancient divine silkworm of shamanic legend, but rather a Spring Thunder Silkworm, ranking among the top ten on the Shamanic Worm List.

The Spring Thunder Silkworm chirped softly. Each bolt of lightning resembled fine silk spun by the Spring Thunder Silkworm, its momentum no less impressive than that of the Demon Lord and Ling Zhuzi.

Old Demon Fang was the most inconspicuous.

He didn't take out any treasures; he simply transformed into a streak of yellow light and lunged towards the Heavenly Phoenix Feather, yet his speed was slightly faster than the Grand Shaman's.

They had remained still, but now they moved like thunder, filling the entire space with various brilliant lights.

Qin Sang and the young boy and girl huddled in a corner, trembling.

Both he and Bai were silent, at a loss regarding their current predicament. Mo Qingzhu and the ancient demon's separated soul were terrifyingly powerful; even if the Demon Lord and the others fully cooperated, it was hard to say how much chance they had of winning.

It was unclear whether the appearance of the Heavenly Phoenix Feather was a good or bad thing, but those people clearly had other intentions.

Qin Sang, his face filled with tension, watched the center of the conflict.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed the high platform.

On the high platform, the blood coffin and sword energy fought, becoming indistinguishable, their aftermath forming a terrifying storm that no one dared approach.

While using his Divine Eye ability to observe the situation, he simultaneously extended his spiritual sense into the Thousand Juns Ring, searching for any treasures that could save his life.

The Three-Light Jade Liquid could heal injuries.

However, here, if something went wrong, there would be no remains left, so it was likely of little use.

At this moment, Qin Sang discovered the lotus seed he had obtained from Old Demon Mou.

The lotus seed was transparent, as if carved from crystal.

After Old Demon Mou's death, only this item remained.

Qin Sang noticed that this item had originally been hidden within the Winter Nether Cold Flames. He didn't know what kind of treasure it was, but Old Demon Mou hadn't discarded it even when severely wounded.

After obtaining the lotus seed, Qin Sang had intended to examine it closely, but he had been interrupted by the Nine Phoenix King.

“I seem to recall a secret technique…”

With nothing else he could do, Qin Sang simply summoned the lotus seed, activated his spiritual sense to probe it, and a look of surprise gradually appeared on his face.

“'Fire Seed Golden Lotus' is an extraordinary flame-manipulation secret technique. It can subdue unowned spiritual flames and condense a fire seed within one's Purple Mansion using primordial spirit. Furthermore, cultivating this technique greatly benefits one's spiritual sense. No wonder Old Demon Mou's spiritual sense surpassed cultivators of the same realm, allowing him to escape death! This lotus seed is similar to a bone flute; it serves as the carrier for the secret technique and can also assist in its cultivation, increasing the chances of success. It contains Old Demon Mou's imprint, but since Old Demon Mou is dead, it shouldn't be difficult to refine this item given enough time…”

The Heavenly Phoenix Feather fell.

The Flood Dragon King's eyes nearly burst from their sockets.

However, Mo Qingzhu's displayed power filled him with even greater despair.

Just then, the Demon Lord and the others had already surged forward, all simultaneously targeting the Heavenly Phoenix Feather.

Unexpectedly, a streak of green light arrived even before them.

The Demon Suppressing Stele, after saving the Nine-Lives Black Tortoise, had rushed non-stop to contend for the Heavenly Phoenix Feather.

But someone else was even faster.

‘Whoosh!’ The true demonic energy enveloped the Heavenly Phoenix Feather.

Mo Qingzhu suppressed the Flood Dragon King's resistance, a hint of mockery flashing in his blood-red eyes. He intended to claim the Heavenly Phoenix Feather, completely cutting off any retreat for the others.

‘Buzz!’ Immortal Lady Nangui and her companion unleashed the full power of the Demon Suppressing Stele.

The true demonic energy seemed to boil, hissing loudly.

The Demon Suppressing Stele was inherently an item that restrained ancient demons. Its green light tore a gaping hole in the true demonic energy with crushing force, transforming into a sharp blade that fiercely struck towards Mo Qingzhu.

However, Mo Qingzhu showed no fear on his face. With a wave of his arm, countless true demonic energy surged forward, forming layer upon layer of vast curtains, attacking ceaselessly, intending to wear down the green light.

Even the Demon Suppressing Stele couldn't deter Mo Qingzhu.

It seemed the Heavenly Phoenix Feather would soon fall into Mo Qingzhu's hands.

Suddenly, a blood-red light flickered in Mo Qingzhu's eyes, and he roared in shock and fury, “How dare you!”

Immediately after, Mo Qingzhu's aura fluctuated, and the true demonic energy suddenly became unstable.

Within him, Qingzhu's true soul had not been devoured by Mo Qingzhu. It had merged with the sword soul and integrated into the spiritual sword fragments, enduring stubbornly under the protection of this treasure. It poured all its strength into influencing Mo Qingzhu at this crucial moment.

“A chance!” Seeing this, everyone inwardly exclaimed with pleasant surprise.

They didn't understand how Qingzhu managed it, given such a vast disparity in power, but they certainly wouldn't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

‘Boom!’ The Demon Suppressing Stele blasted away the true demonic energy.

The Nine-Lives Black Tortoise snatched the Heavenly Phoenix Feather before anyone else, gripping it tightly, then swiftly retreated under the cover of Immortal Lady Nangui and her companion.

The power gap was too immense; Qingzhu's resistance was instantly suppressed by the demon soul.

The Flood Dragon King also wanted to seize the opportunity to escape. He roared repeatedly, struggling desperately and snapping chain after chain.