Chapter 2782: Seven-Colored Ganoderma, Soul-Devouring Clam

Deep within the Wilds lay a dense black forest.

Liu Qingfeng and his four companions advanced cautiously, their faces filled with vigilance.

Leading the way was a snow-white fox, Song Yunlong's spirit beast, a top-grade sixth-tier Snow Cloud Fox, inherited from his grandfather.

High-tier cultivators, knowing they might not survive the Great Heavenly Tribulation, would leave their spirit beasts and insects to their descendants. Of course, the descendants would need to spend time with these creatures, slowly taming them, and also implanting restrictions.

With active assistance from high-tier cultivators and the presence of these restrictions, it was easier for descendants to tame spirit beasts and insects.

"Brother Liu, I heard we've been fighting the Lizard Clan for over a thousand years now! Is a full-scale race war about to erupt?" Wang Changsheng asked via telepathic message. This was no secret.

Previous race wars erupted swiftly and ended quickly. It was truly strange that this conflict with the Lizard Clan had dragged on for over a millennium.

"I heard a Grand Ascension cultivator of the Lizard Clan died," Liu Qingfeng explained via telepathic message. "Our Human Race has dispatched subordinate clans to attack the Lizard Clan's subordinates, and the Blazefire Clan and Yaksha Clan have followed suit. The Lizard Clan is being besieged and is no match for them, constantly retreating."

The Human, Blazefire, and Yaksha Clans had rarely reached such an understanding, uniting against the Lizard Clan. However, for now, it was still their subordinate clans leading the charge, with the Human, Yaksha, and Blazefire Clans merely sending some experts to supervise the battles and prevent their subordinates from slacking off.

Facing attacks from the three clans, the Lizard Clan was no match and had no clear strategy. If they focused on the Human Clan, it would give the Blazefire and Yaksha Clans an opportune moment, as they were closely allied. Conversely, if the Lizard Clan targeted the Blazefire or Yaksha Clans, the Human Clan might seize the chance to strike.

The Human, Blazefire, and Yaksha Clans were in a similar predicament. If they intensified their attacks, they worried about provoking a strong counterattack from the Lizard Clan, which might inadvertently benefit other clans.

Under these circumstances, all four clans had an unspoken understanding. The Lizard Clan did not launch a strong counterattack, and the Human, Blazefire, and Yaksha Clans did not escalate their offensives, instead letting their subordinate clans slowly attack the Lizard Clan's subordinates, gradually wearing down its strength.

The Lizard Clan also sent supervisors to the battles, primarily Void Refinement cultivators acting as vanguards, who suffered heavy casualties. However, the casualties among Integration cultivators were not significant.

This was akin to slicing meat with a dull knife; the longer it dragged on, the more painful it became.

"Is this meant to be a war of annihilation?" Wang Changsheng's expression turned grim. From the looks of it, the Human, Blazefire, and Yaksha Clans intended to exterminate the Lizard Clan.

Previous race wars typically involved seizing territory and resources. The Human Clan could not exterminate the Blazefire or Yaksha Clans, nor could they exterminate the Human Clan. Therefore, such conflicts were resolved quickly, as prolonging them would incur greater expenditure of manpower and resources.

"I'm not sure," Liu Qingfeng replied via telepathic message, "but it certainly seems that way. It's best to be prepared. The seas aren't peaceful either; the Golden Scale Clan and Silver Shark Clan are constantly clashing."

On land, the Human Clan had to guard against the Blazefire and Yaksha Clans, while at sea, they had to contend with the Silver Shark and Golden Scale Clans. The pressure was considerable; otherwise, the Human Clan would have long ago mobilized experts to attack the Lizard Clan.

A loud thunderous roar echoed as countless golden electrical arcs surged from Niu Pan's palm, striking a towering tree.

With a tremendous crash, the giant tree splintered and fell. A completely black bat flapped its wings and flew rapidly into the distance.

The black bat's wings had silver markings, a pair of fangs protruded from its mouth, its head was remarkably small, and its abdomen was bloated.

"A top-grade sixth-tier Shadow-Escape Bat!" Wang Changsheng recognized the black bat. This type of demonic beast excelled at concealment and was extremely venomous. Many cultivators who entered the Wilds in search of treasures had died at the hands of Shadow-Escape Bats.

A rumbling thunder echoed from high above as a massive golden thundercloud materialized, darkening the sky.

Hundreds of thick golden lightning bolts rent the sky, streaking directly towards the Shadow-Escape Bat.

Sensing danger, the Shadow-Escape Bat emitted an extremely strange shriek, and a gigantic bat phantom appeared above its head.

The bat phantom spewed out a hazy black mist. Dozens of golden lightning bolts touched the black mist, becoming immobilized as if trapped. However, the dense golden lightning quickly tore through the black mist.

A piercing thunderclap sounded, and the golden lightning enveloped the Shadow-Escape Bat's form.

A moment later, the thundercloud dispersed. The Shadow-Escape Bat was utterly annihilated, leaving no trace behind. The ground was littered with smoking craters, and the air was thick with the smell of charring.

A top-grade sixth-tier Shadow-Escape Bat stood no chance against Niu Pan, unable even to escape.

Wang Changsheng secretly nodded. The Thunder Ox Clan indeed excelled in lightning cultivation, but unfortunately, they were difficult to propagate, resulting in a small number of clansmen.

This small interlude did not hinder their progress; they continued forward.

Seven days later, they still had not emerged from the dense forest.

Along the way, they encountered many sixth-tier demonic beasts, which Niu Pan and Xue Ji easily dealt with, without requiring Liu Qingfeng and the other two to intervene.

"I've found something!" Song Yunlong announced, his voice heavy.

Wang Changsheng and Liu Qingfeng looked ahead. Before them lay an endless expanse of lush green mountains, rolling and undulating, brimming with spiritual energy.

The Snow Cloud Fox seemed excited, its eyes gleaming with a dazzling silver light.

"Have you found high-tier spirit medicine?" Niu Pan pressed.

Song Yunlong nodded. "The age should be considerable, but I'm not sure what kind of spirit medicine it is."

The Snow Cloud Fox darted towards the mountain range ahead at high speed, and Wang Changsheng and his four companions quickly followed.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, they stopped, standing atop a steep peak. Not far ahead, a massive valley lay shrouded in black miasma.

Wang Changsheng unleashed his divine sense, probing the valley. Inside, he found a cave about ten *zhang* wide. There were no demonic beasts or insects, but he did discover a dozen ganoderma lucidum plants. Their surfaces were covered with various natural patterns and colors.

"Seven-Colored Ganoderma!" Wang Changsheng recognized the ganoderma. Seven-Colored Ganoderma was the main ingredient for refining the Seven-Colored Pill, which could neutralize various strange poisons. The older the Seven-Colored Ganoderma, the better its detoxification effect.

Many venomous insects and beasts lived in the Wilds, and a considerable number of them were capable of poisoning and killing Integration cultivators.

"Twenty-thousand-year-old Seven-Colored Ganoderma should be guarded by a seventh-tier demonic beast," Liu Qingfeng warned, his expression solemn. "Be careful; it might be a seventh-tier venomous insect or beast."

Xue Ji chanted an incantation, and immediately a fierce cold wind swept through, as countless white snowflakes drifted down from above, causing the temperature to plummet.

The valley quickly froze. The black miasma was dispersed by the cold wind, and a layer of ice spread continuously, extending into the cave and growing thicker and thicker.

Deep inside the cave was a cavern about an *mu* in size. In the lower-left corner of the cavern grew a dozen Seven-Colored Ganoderma plants. The rocky walls were uneven, and the ice layer rapidly spread towards the ganoderma.

Two black lights gleamed from the rock wall, and two completely black toads emerged from it, spewing poisonous mist from their mouths. Their eyes were entirely black.

"A seventh-tier Soul-Devouring Toad!" Wang Changsheng's face hardened. The poisonous mist sprayed by this demonic beast was incredibly potent, and it enjoyed consuming the souls of living creatures, making it extremely difficult to deal with.