A vast expanse of blue sea stretched endlessly, with a refreshing sea breeze blowing in gusts.
A flying boat, shimmering with red light, streaked across the sky rapidly. Wang Qingshan and his six companions stood on the red flying boat, their expressions serious.
Legend had it that the Myriad Spirit Ruins was a secret realm opened by a Mahayana-stage non-human cultivator. It was home to numerous high-level demonic beasts and many powerful restrictions.
It was rumored that True Monarch Wanhai had gained a great fortuitous encounter in the Myriad Spirit Ruins, which enabled him to advance to the Mahayana stage.
These legends shrouded the Myriad Spirit Ruins in an aura of mystery. Whenever its restrictions entered a period of weakness, it would attract a large number of cultivators seeking treasures.
The Myriad Spirit Ruins was located at the border of the Human, Witch, Barbarian, and Azure Carp races. After leaving Golden Crow Island, Wang Qingshan and his companions had been traveling continuously.
The Azure Glaze Sea was rich in demonic beast resources. Along their journey, they encountered many sixth-tier demonic beasts. This was still within human territory; it was said that eighth-tier demonic beasts roamed the rarely visited deep seas.
A deafening roar echoed, and a huge golden fireball appeared on the horizon, extremely conspicuous.
Wang Qingfeng was startled. He quickly formed a hand seal, and the red flying boat came to a halt.
“Be careful, a Body Integration cultivator is approaching,” Wang Qingshan warned, his expression grim.
In the Azure Glaze Sea, incidents of murder and treasure-snatching were rampant, far more chaotic than the Profound Spirit Continent.
A giant golden goose, completely golden, flew from a distance. Its body was covered in wounds, many feathers had fallen off, its left wing seemed unnatural, and its right claw was missing, apparently severed by a sharp weapon. There was a horrifying bloody gash on its abdomen.
Judging by its aura, it was a seventh-tier, mid-grade Golden Flame Goose. It specialized in fire-attribute divine abilities.
The sea surface churned violently, as if some colossal creature was about to emerge from the seabed.
Wang Qingfeng changed his hand seal, and the red flying boat shot backward. A massive water tornado surged upwards, like a blue spear, heading straight for the Golden Flame Goose.
The Golden Flame Goose spat out a stream of golden flames, meeting the attack. A burst of white mist rose.
Space rippled, and a golden hand appeared out of thin air. It slapped the Golden Flame Goose, which let out a mournful cry, then plummeted from high in the sky, rapidly falling towards the sea surface.
A white light shot out from the seabed, striking the Golden Flame Goose. The Golden Flame Goose's body quickly froze, but soon, a puff of white smoke rose from the ice, and it rapidly melted.
The Golden Flame Goose flew directly towards Wang Qingshan and his six companions. Wang Qingshan lightly tapped his right index finger. A whooshing sound pierced the air, and a misty blue sword qi swept out, instantly appearing before the Golden Flame Goose and striking its abdomen.
The Golden Flame Goose let out a piercing shriek, its body trembled, and it almost fell from mid-air.
Eighteen streaks of golden light shot forth, piercing through the Golden Flame Goose's body. The Golden Flame Goose's corpse rapidly plummeted towards the seabed. A miniature golden goose flew out of its body. Before it could fly far, a blue light flashed. A misty blue gourd appeared out of thin air, emitting a stream of blue glowing mist. It enveloped the miniature golden goose and drew it into the blue gourd, where it vanished.
A gigantic blue sea turtle surfaced. A short, stout old man in a blue robe and an elegant woman in a white dress stood on its back. Both were Body Integration cultivators at the early stage.
A golden streak of light appeared on the distant horizon, speeding towards them.
Soon, the golden streak of light stopped. It revealed itself to be a flying boat shimmering with golden light. Two men and one woman stood on it. Leading them was a beautiful young woman in a golden dress, who was at the mid-stage of Body Integration. The other two men had somewhat similar features, and both were at the early stage of Body Integration.
All five exuded a strong murderous aura, indicating they were seasoned in combat.
“The Azure Glaze Five Fiends!”
Wang Qingfeng recognized the young woman in the golden dress and her companions.
The Azure Glaze Five Fiends were five rogue cultivators at the Body Integration stage. Their leader was Lady Jinyue. They had teamed up to hunt demonic beasts since the Nascent Soul stage. After years of adventuring, they had successively advanced to the Body Integration stage, gaining considerable renown in the Azure Glaze Sea.
“My name is Jin Yao. Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your assistance. May I know your name?” Lady Jinyue bowed politely and asked courteously.
“My surname is Wang. It was merely a small effort, Lady Jin, no need to be so polite.” Wang Qingshan’s tone was calm.
The Azure Glaze Sea indeed had many capable individuals. They had encountered five Body Integration cultivators just by traveling, who were rogue cultivators, having cultivated all the way from the Nascent Soul stage to the Body Integration stage.
The Profound Spirit Continent also had rogue cultivators at the Body Integration stage. Most were solitary individuals, a few were couples, but none were like the Azure Glaze Five Fiends.
Seeing that Wang Qingshan was unwilling to elaborate, Jin Yao said nothing more. She put away the Golden Flame Goose’s corpse and departed with her companions.
“They will likely enter the Myriad Spirit Ruins for treasure as well. I hope we don’t encounter them,” Wang Qingfeng transmitted his thoughts, his voice heavy.
“Alright, let’s keep going! We can discuss it further once we reach the Myriad Spirit Ruins,” Wang Qingshan urged.
Wang Qingfeng formed a hand seal, and the red flying boat immediately shone brightly with red light, soaring high into the sky and disappearing into the horizon.
In a remote, boundless blue sea area, a colossal circular vortex hung in the air. A stream of pure spiritual energy surged out from within it.
It was the Myriad Spirit Ruins!
A streak of green light appeared on the distant horizon, speeding towards them. Soon, the green light stopped, revealing a shimmering green scroll painting. Shang Li and over ten Witch Clan cultivators stood upon it, their expressions serious.
For this treasure hunt in the Myriad Spirit Ruins, the Witch Clan had dispatched five Body Integration cultivators and twelve Void Refinement cultivators. The lowest cultivation among them was mid-stage Void Refinement.
Shang Li formed a hand seal, and the green scroll painting pulsed with light, flying into the vortex.
Over the next half month, cultivators continuously entered the Myriad Spirit Ruins. These included members of the Human, Barbarian, Azure Carp, and Witch races. Even the Nine Dragon Palace sent people into the Myriad Spirit Ruins.
More than a month later, a red streak of light appeared on the distant horizon, speeding towards them.
Soon, the red light stopped, revealing itself to be a flying boat shimmering with red light. Wang Qingshan and his six companions stood upon it.
They had encountered large beast tides while passing through several sea areas, which had delayed them for some time. Fortunately, they had finally arrived.
“The Myriad Spirit Ruins!”
The Twin-Pupiled Rat’s eyes glowed with excitement. It licked its lips.
He had reviewed the information collected by Cui Yao, and knew that the Myriad Spirit Ruins contained many spiritual elixirs and miraculous herbs. As long as he didn’t trigger any restrictions, he could feast to his heart’s content.
Wang Qingfeng changed his hand seal, and the red flying boat glowed with red light, enveloping all of them. It slowly flew towards the colossal vortex, and disappeared into it.
Wang Qingshan felt his vision blur for a moment, and then he found himself above a lush green mountain range. A surge of pure spiritual energy washed over him.
Looking around, he could see numerous ancient trees, along with various flying birds and roaming beasts.
There were seventh-tier demonic birds here. To avoid unnecessary trouble, Wang Qingfeng changed his hand seal, and the red flying boat slowly descended to the ground, landing in a red bamboo forest.
He put away the red flying boat. The seven of them each cast several defensive spells on themselves, and strode forward.
Soon, the seven of them disappeared deep within the bamboo forest.
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