Chapter 2689: Lizard Tribe Chief Yifeng

They led a large number of masters to support the Ice Sea Realm, carrying fifth-tier puppet beasts and Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasures. It was only by relying on their numerical advantage that they were able to eliminate the enemy.

The lower realms had not experienced a major war for thousands of years. With the Flying Spirit Grand Formation at hand, other Soul Transformation cultivators would at most spar with the Wang family's Soul Transformation cultivators, but would not resort to deadly force.

Without major wars, cultivators in the lower realms had recuperated, regaining their vitality. The number of cultivators was increasing, but they lacked experience in life-or-death battles, making them vulnerable in combat.

Sparring and life-or-death battles are two different things. Losing a spar doesn't cost one's life, but losing a life-or-death battle means death. The Wang family lost two Soul Transformation cultivators in battle and had two others severely wounded. Additionally, five Soul Transformation cultivators from other families also perished.

"What? What exactly happened? Tell me in detail."

Wang Moshan pressed for details, knowing that Wang Shiwen and others had Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasures and fifth-tier puppet beasts. Despite their numerical advantage, they still suffered heavy losses.

He knew that the lower realms had enjoyed peace for a long time, and the Wang family's Soul Transformation cultivators had few life-or-death battles. Other Soul Transformation cultivators had even fewer, and they didn't possess Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasures or fifth-tier puppet beasts. It was incredible that the Wang family had suffered such heavy losses.

Could just a few powerful secret arts turn the tide? Wang Changsheng had also imparted some powerful secret arts.

Wang Shiwen recounted the entire incident in detail. The two Soul Transformation cultivators seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, skilled in concealment techniques, despite only being at the early Soul Transformation stage.

Initially, they ambushed the Wang family's high-tier cultivators, seizing several spirit treasures. They then attempted to lure and kill the Wang family's Soul Transformation cultivators, but failed.

When the Wang family's Soul Transformation cultivators sensed something was wrong, they immediately sought help from clansmen in other realms. Wang Shiwen led a team to assist, and at first, they underestimated the enemy, suffering a minor setback.

Even when he used his spirit treasures, he couldn't see through the enemy's concealment techniques.

If the enemy's cultivation hadn't been so low, they, relying on their treasures and fifth-tier puppet beasts, wouldn't have been able to eliminate them.

"The Lizard Tribe!"

Wang Moshan frowned. Throughout the Xuanling Continent, when it came to concealment abilities, if the Lizard Tribe claimed second, no other race dared to claim first.

Listening to Wang Shiwen describe the enemy's divine abilities, they were seventy to eighty percent similar to those of the Lizard Tribe.

Both the Ice Sea Realm and the Thousand Gourd Realm suddenly had an early Soul Transformation cultivator appear. Their divine abilities were similar, both proficient in concealment techniques. This was clearly not a coincidence.

Could it be that a master from the Lizard Tribe had sent a split soul to the lower realms?

The Spirit Realm is just a designation. There are many realms parallel to the Xuanyang Realm, and the same applies to the lower realms. As far as Wang Moshan knew, every race or force had more or less subordinate realms, and the Lizard Tribe was no exception.

Did the Lizard Tribe lack a few subordinate realms? Clearly not. Either there were rare cultivation resources in the lower realms, or the Lizard Tribe was plotting something.

Unfortunately, Wang Shiwen was unable to capture the enemy alive. After destroying their physical body, their essence soul self-detonated. No Nascent Soul was seen, indicating they were clearly from an alien race.

When a human cultivator's body is destroyed, their Nascent Soul abandons the body and flees. Some alien races cannot cultivate a Nascent Soul; they only have an essence soul.

"Are there any rare cultivation resources in the Ice Sea Realm and Thousand Gourd Realm? How is the Seven Gourd Vine growing? How many people know about the Seven Gourd Vine's existence?"

Wang Moshan pressed on, his voice heavy. The Seven Gourd Vine was a substitute name for the Profound Sky Immortal Vine, and only a few high-ranking members knew of its true existence.

It was certainly an alien master's split soul descending to the lower realms, but the reason for their descent was unknown.

He worried that news of the Profound Sky Immortal Vine had leaked. The most precious item in the lower realms was the Profound Sky Immortal Vine, a powerful asset for the Wang family's rise to glory.

"There aren't any rare cultivation resources! We've been developing territories, exploring various secret realms, and raising spirit beasts for years. The Seven Gourd Vine's growth remains the same. Fewer than five people know about it, and all have been subjected to restrictions to prevent soul-searching by enemies. None of the informed individuals have had any incidents, nor have they ever mentioned the Seven Gourd Vine's existence to outsiders."

Wang Shiwen answered truthfully.

Wang Moshan breathed a sigh of relief, and instructed: "Strengthen the defenses. Even if we have to abandon other realms, the Seven Gourd Vine must remain safe. Your primary task is to protect the Seven Gourd Vine. If anything happens to it, you will be held accountable. Begin collecting wood-attribute formation materials."

"Yes, Old Ancestor."

Wang Shiwen assented.

Wang Moshan gave a few more instructions, then cut off the communication.

"Guard the communication array. If any clansmen from the lower realms contact us, notify me immediately."

Wang Moshan reiterated a few points, then left Dongli Hall.

He went to the family treasury, and asked Wang Gonghu: "How many Realm-Breaking Stones are in the treasury?"

"Currently, two Realm-Breaking Stones!"

Wang Gonghu answered truthfully.

"No one is to use these two Realm-Breaking Stones. If the Old Ancestor needs them, inform me immediately."

Wang Moshan instructed that he had to prepare for the worst.

In case someone discovered that the Wang family possessed a Profound Sky Immortal Vine, it would be troublesome. At a critical moment, he would send someone to the lower realms to retrieve the Profound Sky Immortal Vine.

Many years ago, the Wang family had considered transplanting the Profound Sky Immortal Vine to the Xuanyang Realm, but they refrained from doing so due to fears of an accident midway.

To send a split soul to the lower realms, one must at least possess Void Refinement stage cultivation. The higher the cultivation, the greater the chance of success. At a critical juncture, they would still need to ask Wang Ruyan or Wang Qingshan to act.

It hasn't reached that point yet. The Blue Lotus Island in the South Sea has ten sets of fifth-tier formations, specifically to protect the Seven Gourd Vine.

Even if Soul Transformation cultivators attacked the Blue Lotus Island in the South Sea, it wouldn't be a problem to hold them off for a period. Wang Moshan would immediately notify veteran Void Refinement cultivators like Wang Ruyan, asking them to use Realm-Breaking Stones to cast secret arts and send split souls to the lower realms. This was the worst-case scenario.

Wang Moshan hoped it was a false alarm and that things wouldn't escalate to the worst-case scenario.

The Sky Lizard Mountain Range is located in the southeastern part of the Xuanling Continent. It is the Lizard Tribe's stronghold, with hundreds of thousands of mountains, both large and small, and spirit energy so dense it forms mist.

In the northwestern corner of the Sky Lizard Mountain Range, there stood a towering, steep peak. Its steep slopes resembled a giant sword plunged into the earth.

A tall, slender old man in a gray robe stood at the peak, gazing at a distant mass of seven-colored thunderclouds. Countless seven-colored lightning snakes could be seen, with flashes of lightning and rumbling thunder, as thick bolts of seven-colored lightning struck down.

The seven-colored lightning tore through the sky. Wherever it passed, the void ripped open, revealing cracks.

The gray-robed elder was Yifeng, the patriarch of the Lizard Tribe. His expression was solemn.

The thunderclouds churned violently, then slowly dissipated and vanished.

Yifeng frowned deeply, looking down at the ground. An area of tens of thousands of miles had turned into scorched earth, with no living creatures in sight.

"Failed again!"

Yifeng sighed, took out a green magic disk, cast several incantations into it, and instructed: "Have Yuer and the others prepare to send split souls to the lower realms, controlling as many realms as possible. Additionally, send some clansmen to the desolate lands for missions; they are not permitted to return on their own for ten thousand years. Also, dispatch some high-tier clansmen to cross the seas and leave the Xuanling Continent. Have them collect resources, and they must not return for ten thousand years."

"Yes, Patriarch."

A respectful male voice came from the magic disk.

Yifeng put away the magic disk, transformed into a streak of light, and departed.