Chapter 3094: Spatial Restriction

Seven days later, deep within the Myriad Spirit Ruins, in a narrow canyon, Wang Qingshan and six companions were attacking a massive black scorpion. It had a pair of thin purple wings on its back, a golden stinger, and exhaled poisonous mist. This was a low-grade seventh-tier Violet-winged Flame Scorpion.

They had been following the route map left by the Thousand Puppet Rogue Cultivator. So far, they hadn't encountered any significant restrictions or traps, though they did come across many fifth and sixth-tier demonic beasts, none of which posed a threat to them.

As they passed through this canyon, Wang Tunian discovered the Violet-winged Flame Scorpion. Wang Xiangrong set up a formation, and Wang Qingshan and the other six began casting spells to attack the creature.

A massive blue light barrier enveloped Wang Qingshan and his six companions. Over a dozen thick yellow ropes coiled around the Violet-winged Flame Scorpion, which was already covered in wounds.

The Violet-winged Flame Scorpion let out a piercing shriek and spat out a foul-smelling, pungent black venom-fire. It struck the purple light barrier, causing a plume of green smoke to rise.

The small golden mirrors in Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli's hands flared with dazzling golden light, each emitting a thick golden lightning bolt that struck the Violet-winged Flame Scorpion.

Following a series of booming explosions, blinding golden lightning engulfed the Violet-winged Flame Scorpion, sending shockwaves rippling outwards.

Duan Tongtian wielded his blue longblade, slashing towards the void. A hazy blue, heaven-cleaving blade aura swept forth, transforming into a misty blue wind dragon that lunged towards the golden lightning.

A shrill shriek echoed as the Violet-winged Flame Scorpion flew out from the blast, black smoke rising from its body. Its right pincer was gone, and its aura was significantly weakened.

Before it could fly far, a piercing whoosh cut through the air as a blue long-rainbow shot towards it. The scorpion quickly spat out a stream of black flames to meet it.

The black flames shattered like paper before the blue long-rainbow. The Violet-winged Flame Scorpion then emitted a black light ring. The blue long-rainbow struck the black light ring and halted, appearing suspended in mid-air—it was, in fact, a hazy blue, heaven-cleaving giant sword.

Wang Qingshan opened his mouth, and a blue-golden flame flew out, forming a blue-golden lotus that landed on the heaven-cleaving giant sword. Simultaneously, the sword's spiritual light greatly intensified, shattering the black light ring.

A piteous shriek followed as a torrent of blue-golden flames engulfed the Violet-winged Flame Scorpion, splitting it in two. As a miniature Flame Scorpion emerged from its body, it was immediately enveloped by a red glow and swept into a red jade bottle.

Wang Qingshan made a sword gesture, and the heaven-cleaving giant sword transformed into nine Azure Glaze Swords, flying back into his sword scabbard. The blue-golden flame vanished into his sleeve.

His spirit flame was at the sixth tier, making it difficult to advance to the seventh tier. However, if he could refine a seventh-tier spirit flame, advancing to the seventh tier would certainly not be an issue.

Wang Qingshan's spirit flame was of extreme Yang and rigidity, making it unsuitable for refining a seventh-tier ice flame. Even though both were flames, different types of flames possessed different powers.

Wang Qingfeng collected the Violet-winged Flame Scorpion's corpse. Wang Xiangrong dismantled the formation, and Wang Tunian walked towards a distant cave, which contained many ten-thousand-year-old spirit herbs.

After a while, Wang Tunian emerged. The Violet-winged Flame Scorpion's nest contained over twenty Heartbreak Grass plants, ranging from ten thousand to thirty thousand years old. Any Heartbreak Grass older than thirty thousand years had been consumed by the scorpion.

After resting for half an hour, they continued their journey.

Passing through the canyon, a dense black forest appeared before them.

The dense forest was filled with lush, black trees. Their leaves were rhomboid, and their trunks were covered in sharp black thorns, bearing no fruit.

Wang Tunian's eyes glowed with a dazzling yellow light. His eyes had undergone mutation, proving useful for treasure hunting and exploration, allowing him to avoid certain dangers. "It looks clear, but we should still be careful," Wang Tunian said gravely. He was only at the Void Refinement stage, and if the restrictions were too sophisticated, he wouldn't be able to detect them.

Wang Qingfeng released hundreds of bee puppets, letting them fly around to form a perimeter. This way, if there were any restrictions ahead, they would be able to detect them immediately. This method worked well against ordinary restrictions, but it was hard to say if it would be effective against more powerful ones. Cui Yao had gathered and organized intelligence on the Myriad Spirit Ruins, which included information about its restrictions. Some powerful restrictions were difficult to detect and were often only discovered after being triggered.

The bee puppets circled the dense forest without triggering any restrictions. They proceeded slowly, not picking up their pace.

After traversing the black forest, a towering black peak appeared before them. Its slopes were covered in black rocks, devoid of any vegetation, and a massive cave sat at its summit.

Wang Tunian's eyes shone with a dazzling yellow light as he said, "I haven't detected any restrictions." Wang Qingfeng formed a hand seal, and hundreds of bee puppets flew towards the mountain, also without triggering any restrictions.

"There are spatial fluctuations here; there might be a spatial restriction. Be careful," Wang Huanyu warned, her expression serious. She was very sensitive to spatial power.

Dong Xueli released two spider puppet beasts, which began climbing the mountain. Initially, there was nothing unusual, but halfway up, a hazy gray vortex suddenly appeared. The two spider puppet beasts were uncontrollably sucked into the vortex and shredded to pieces. Large numbers of bee puppets were also swept into the vortex and disintegrated.

Two third-tier puppet beasts were destroyed just like that. Fortunately, they had discovered the restriction; otherwise, they would have been in serious trouble.

"According to the map left by the Thousand Puppet Rogue Cultivator, there shouldn't be any restrictions here. It seems the restrictions have indeed changed. Let's take a detour! I hope everything goes smoothly from here on," Wang Qingshan suggested. They turned back along their path and left the area.

Near a swift-flowing river, Shang Li and over a dozen other Witch Clan cultivators stood by the bank, gazing at a peach blossom forest on the opposite side. Their expressions were grave.

"The restrictions have indeed changed," Shang Li said with a frown. "We can't pass through here; we'll have to find another route."

"A detour is nothing," a pot-bellied man in a golden robe said nonchalantly, a golden snake the thickness of a finger coiled around his arm. This was Jin Ni, a mid-Integration stage cultivator. "As long as we can obtain the Hundred Puppet True Monarch's legacy, no detour is too far."

"Let's hope so," Shang Li nodded. "We've already made several wasted trips before; I hope this time won't be another fruitless journey." They departed from the area.

In a narrow valley, over a dozen Barbarian Clan members stood with grim expressions. Inside the valley lay three corpses, identified by their attire as fellow Barbarians. Not far away, two five-colored lizards lay dead on the ground.

Leading them was a burly man in a golden shirt with wide, bulging eyes, exuding a dense, murderous aura. This was Wu Tian, a mid-Integration stage cultivator and the leader of the Barbarian Clan's treasure-seeking expedition.

The Barbarian Clan had dispatched five Integration stage cultivators and over a dozen Void Refinement stage cultivators to search for treasures in the Myriad Spirit Ruins. As they passed through this area, they were attacked by two seventh-tier five-colored lizards, resulting in the deaths of three Void Refinement stage cultivators. Besides the restrictions, the demonic beasts and venomous insects in the Myriad Spirit Ruins should not be underestimated.

"To think we'd encounter seventh-tier five-colored lizards," a beautiful woman in a purple dress said with a frown. This was Sang Li, an early-Integration stage cultivator. "Damn it, these demonic beasts are skilled in concealment; they are indeed difficult to spot."

"Everyone, be more careful," Wu Tian advised. "At least it wasn't a seventh-tier Six-eyed Sand Spider." He collected the bodies of his companions and the five-colored lizards, and then they departed from the area.