Chapter 1760: Five-Level Demon Beast and Spirit Gathering Stone

The Red Moon Sea, a Heaven-grade secret realm.

A towering peak, shrouded in white clouds, bore a magnificent palace on its summit.

Wang Xin stood on the trunk of a towering tree, gazing at the distant palace.

He had been in the Heaven-grade secret realm for several months, meticulously documenting its conditions. He had gathered many aged spiritual herbs, yet not a single one was over three thousand years old. The number of fourth-order demonic beasts was also sparse, which he found truly peculiar.

He suspected the presence of a fifth-order demonic beast here. This secret realm had remained unmaintained for ten thousand years, meaning the demonic beasts' ranks were unrestricted. Otherwise, it would be impossible for there to be no spiritual herbs older than three thousand years.

Boom! A deafening roar suddenly erupted, and flames shot into the sky in the distance.

Wang Xin could sense a powerful spiritual pressure within his detection range.

He transformed into a golden streak of light and flew towards the source of the flames.

He hadn't flown far when an enormous yellow sphere appeared in his sight. The sphere moved incredibly fast, knocking down towering trees in its path and raising clouds of dust.

Behind the yellow sphere were dense green thorns, which seemed to have encountered something terrifying.

A terrifying divine sense swept over Wang Xin, startling him greatly. He quickly landed on the ground.

The yellow sphere transformed into a Two-Pupil Mouse, its body covered in wounds, emitting a burnt smell, with most of its fur singed off.

The wood spirit's body was charred black, clearly suffering significant injuries.

Just then, the sky suddenly darkened, and a crimson fire cloud, several miles wide, appeared high above, radiating astonishing heat.

After violently swirling, house-sized fireballs plummeted from the crimson cloud, raining down on Wang Xin.

Wang Xin's body shone with golden light. A miniature flood dragon appeared on his skin, constantly circling. A deafening dragon roar erupted as the miniature flood dragon flew out from his body. After a blur, it transformed into a golden flood dragon over a hundred zhang long, charging towards the descending fireballs.

The enormous fireballs struck the golden flood dragon, creating a series of explosive sounds. Raging flames engulfed the golden flood dragon, but they failed to harm Wang Xin.

A furious beast roar suddenly sounded, and a mountain-sized monstrous beast soared into the sky.

The monstrous beast's head resembled that of a tiger, but it possessed only one eye and a single red horn. It had a pair of enormous red fleshy wings on its back and three thick, long tails. Its body was adorned with red patterns. This was a low-grade fifth-order demonic beast.

“After so many years, someone has finally entered.”

The monstrous beast spoke in a human tongue, its voice cold.

Wang Xin glanced over, his brow furrowed. This beast was clearly a hybrid, resembling a tiger yet not entirely. It looked more like the legendary Chilie Beast. Demonic beasts with multiple tails were exceedingly rare.

The Chilie Beast was a ferocious creature. The demonic beast before him was clearly not a pure-blooded Chilie Beast, but likely one possessing the Chilie Beast bloodline. Even so, it was still incredibly formidable.

The golden flood dragon shot directly towards the monstrous beast with extreme speed.

A red sound wave collided with the golden flood dragon, which immediately let out a painful wail and dissipated into specks of golden light.

At this moment, Wang Xin was less than three hundred zhang away from the towering peak where the control hub was located.

Just then, specks of firelight flickered in the void ahead, revealing the monstrous beast's figure — a Fire Escape Technique.

Wang Xin's expression changed upon seeing the monstrous beast.

As he was about to flee, the monstrous beast's single eye glowed with a red spiritual light. Wang Xin's gaze became vacant, clearly having fallen into an illusion.

The monstrous beast opened its gaping maw, and a powerful suction force appeared out of thin air, pulling Wang Xin uncontrollably towards it.

Just then, a green thorn flew out from Wang Xin's sleeve. Its surface bore several small purple flowers.

The green thorn shot straight towards the monstrous beast's gaping maw. The flower buds on the purple flowers bloomed, releasing a gush of sweet-smelling purple miasma that struck the beast's eye.

The monstrous beast flew into a rage, spewing forth rolling flames that struck the green thorn. Before the flames could reach Wang Xin, the green thorn snapped.

The crimson flames struck Wang Xin, engulfing him in a raging inferno. The intense pain brought him back to his senses.

The next moment, a golden light flared in the sea of fire, and a '米' character flew out, instantly expanding to the size of a small mountain and striking towards the monstrous beast.

The monstrous beast showed no fear, exhaling a reddish sound wave to meet it.

Boom! The '米' character was shattered by the red sound wave, unleashing a powerful shockwave.

The red sound wave submerged into the crimson sea of fire, which then suddenly dissipated, and Wang Xin vanished.

A strong gust of wind swept past the towering peak, and Wang Xin reappeared, his face pale.

Without a few fourth-order escape talismans, it would be extremely difficult for a Nascent Soul cultivator to teleport several hundred zhang right under the nose of a fifth-order demonic beast.

He was less than fifty zhang from the towering peak and could feel a powerful gravitational force. If his guess was correct, there was a large geomagnetite vein or a geomagnetite mountain here.

Golden light intensified around Wang Xin's body, and a series of Sanskrit chants emanated from him. The pressure on him eased, and he strode towards the towering peak.

The monstrous beast flew into a rage, spewing forth rolling flames to attack Wang Xin. However, when the crimson flames approached fifty zhang from the towering peak, they suddenly exploded, transforming into countless crimson sparks that vanished without a trace.

Due to the magnetic field, its attacks were utterly incapable of harming Wang Xin. Otherwise, it would have long since destroyed the control hub.

Wang Xin strode up the mountain, his speed gradually slowing as the gravity on his shoulders intensified. He could see numerous demonic beast skeletons—both avian and terrestrial—suggesting that the fifth-order demonic beast had likely driven them to attack the towering peak where the control hub was located, but they had unfortunately failed.

The monstrous beast was unwilling to give up, employing other methods to attack Wang Xin, but to no avail. All attacks vanished completely within ten zhang of the towering peak.

After roughly the time it takes to steep a cup of tea, Wang Xin had reached the summit. His face was flushed red, his body glowed with golden light, his teeth ground together, his legs trembled, and he was drenched in sweat.

Wang Xin roared, and golden light flared around his body. A miniature flood dragon appeared on his skin. He quickened his pace, but after just a hundred steps, he could no longer bear it and collapsed to his knees, feeling as though a mountain weighing several million catties was pressing down on him.

He could clearly see the three large characters 'Golden Qilin Palace' on the palace plaque. He was still over a hundred zhang away from the Golden Qilin Palace.

Wang Xin's movements were sluggish; each step forward was incredibly difficult. He was drenched in sweat, droplets constantly falling to the ground.

It took Wang Xin over half an hour to cover the hundred-zhang distance, finally arriving at the palace entrance.

As soon as he approached the palace entrance, the gravitational force vanished. The pressure on him lifted, allowing him to stand up, his clothes soaked with sweat.

Wang Xin rested for a short while, then pushed open the palace doors with effort. The main hall was spacious and bright. Directly ahead stood a benevolent-looking humanoid statue. In the center of the hall was a grand formation, over a hundred zhang wide, with hundreds of uniformly sized grooves. Each groove held a spiritual stone, most of which had turned grayish-white, clearly having expended all their spiritual energy.

Over twenty spiritual stones had not yet completely turned grayish-white, and among them, one azure spiritual stone was brightly colored and brimming with spiritual energy.

Strands of spiritual energy slowly flowed into the azure spiritual stone, which was quite strange.

“A Spirit Gathering Stone. No wonder the control hub is still operational after ten thousand years.”

Wang Xin suddenly understood, recognizing the origin of the azure spiritual stone.