Chapter 3395: Nine Netherworld Moon Lotus

“What kind of spiritual object is it? So many years have passed; won't it have been eaten by demonic beasts?” the red-robed old man asked, puzzled.

“The Nine Nether Moon Lotus! This spiritual medicine must grow in True Jade Water, which is a Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Water and incredibly toxic,” True Monarch Jinhong said slowly. “I discovered this medicine by chance. To obtain the Nine Nether Moon Lotus, one must pass through a restriction, and the nest of a seventh-tier Tiger-Phoenix Butterfly is nearby.”

“So, to get the Nine Nether Moon Lotus, we need to eliminate the seventh-tier Tiger-Phoenix Butterfly and then pass through the restriction?” the young woman in the green skirt asked with a frown.

“That’s right. The Tiger-Phoenix Butterfly is very powerful,” True Monarch Jinhong explained. “However, many years have passed, and it might have died during a great tribulation. It’s already difficult for demonic insects to advance, and reaching the seventh tier is quite remarkable. If they don't transform into human form, they can’t withstand many great tribulations.”

“We can spare your life,” the red-robed old man said in a commanding tone. “Swear by your inner demons that this is true and that you will not harm us.”

True Monarch Jinhong hesitated for a moment, then immediately swore by his inner demons.

“Sign an oath on the Xuanling Forbidden Tome that you will not kill me,” True Monarch Jinhong said gravely. “Then I will take you to seek the treasure.”

The red-robed old man and the young woman in the green skirt exchanged glances, nodded to each other, and agreed. They then left their oaths on the Xuanling Forbidden Tome.

Having reached an agreement, they gathered the scattered items on the ground and departed from the area.

On a towering white mountain peak that pierced the clouds, a series of rumbling explosions echoed from the summit. The white mountain gently trembled, and large amounts of snow rolled down its slopes.

Inside a cave on the mountain peak, Wang Qingfeng and his companions were mining Ice Soul Divine Crystals. Several large holes were broken into the rock walls, and a large amount of white ore was scattered on the ground. In the bottom right corner of the cave, there was a magic formation over ten zhang wide.

Wang Yong'an frowned, took out a shimmering formation plate from his robe, and said, “Someone has triggered the warning formation I set up. They’re approaching from the southeast, and there are quite a few of them.”

He had set up warning formations on the periphery so that if powerful beings approached, they would trigger the formations, allowing them to prepare. Here, there were certain restrictions on divine sense, so the warning formations were very useful.

“I’ll go out and see,” Wang Qingfeng said, then soared out of the cave.

As soon as he flew out of the cave, he saw a colossal crimson sun rising in the southeast, extremely conspicuous.

He held the Scarlet-Eyed Pearl in one hand, infused it with spiritual power, and observed the situation in the distance.

Cui Yao and over a dozen other cultivators quickly swept across the sky, their expressions panicked, with a massive, entirely red python hot on their heels.

“An eighth-tier demonic beast?” Wang Qingfeng was slightly startled.

Even with the aid of his treasure, seeing a demonic beast a hundred miles away, he couldn't precisely determine its tier. However, a dozen cultivators, including humans, Wind Falcon tribesmen, and Witch clan members, were all fleeing for their lives together. This spoke volumes.

“This is bad! An eighth-tier demonic beast might be approaching. Retreat quickly!” Wang Qingfeng exclaimed, rushing back into the cave.

“Quick, use the teleportation array to leave!” Wang Yong'an suggested, as setting up teleportation arrays had become a habit for him.

The teleportation array he set up wasn't high-tier, but it could easily teleport them over ten thousand miles, a distance sufficient to shake off demonic beasts.

“Roumeng, Yi'er, Zongque, you three retreat first,” Wang Qingfeng instructed. “There are human cultivators there as well; we'll lend them a hand and follow immediately. If we can't follow, meet at the vicinity of the Five Thunder Beast’s nest.”

Cui Yao was being pursued by an eighth-tier demonic beast. They could indeed just leave her, but Cui Yao would very likely perish.

After destroying her physical body, she resolutely chose to use the Spirit Fusion Grand Art, possessing a Witch clan cultivator and lurking within the Witch clan for many years. Wang Qingfeng could not stand by and watch Cui Yao meet misfortune.

Wang Qingfeng, Dong Xueli, and Duan Tongtian flew out of the cave. A shrill female scream rang out as a graceful young woman in a green skirt was engulfed by rolling flames. Immediately after, a red glow descended from the sky, enveloping the flames and spiriting them into the mouth of the Golden Flame Sky-Swallowing Python, where they vanished.

The expressions of Cui Yao and over a dozen other Integration cultivators were panicked. Wu Xue's body was covered in blood, and her face was pale.

They had tried to escape by tunneling underground but encountered a seventh-tier high-grade demonic beast. After a brief struggle, the Golden Flame Sky-Swallowing Python caught up. Wu Xue used up her substitute-calamity treasure but was still severely injured. During their escape, they encountered human cultivators and Wind Falcon tribesmen who were engaged in combat, and all three parties ended up fleeing for their lives together.

A thick stream of crimson flames shot forth, aimed directly at a sturdy old man in blue robes.

The blue-robed old man was greatly alarmed. Just then, two heaven-reaching blade glows and one heaven-reaching sword glow swept forward, shattering the crimson flames.

“Fellow Daoist Lin, retreat quickly!” Wang Qingfeng shouted loudly.

He had met the blue-robed old man a few times before. As fellow humans, it was not surprising for him to offer assistance.

Cui Yao and Wu Xue were not far from the blue-robed old man. If the blue-robed old man were killed, Cui Yao and Wu Xue would be the next targets.

“Fellow Daoist Wang, it’s an eighth-tier demonic beast! Flee!” the blue-robed old man shouted loudly, his body radiating intense blue light before vanishing into specks of blue.

An enormous crimson fire pillar shot forth, tearing through the void wherever it passed.

Wang Qingfeng and the other two were greatly alarmed and quickly evaded. With a thunderous roar, the crimson fire pillar struck the mountain cave, causing it to explode, flames engulfing the mountaintop. Vast amounts of snow melted, and the teleportation array was also damaged, rendering it unusable.

As the Golden Flame Sky-Swallowing Python was about to continue casting spells to attack Wang Qingfeng and the other two, a misty red heaven-reaching blade glow and a misty green heaven-reaching blade glow swept forward. Before they even reached their target, the ground tore open, forming two long, wide cracks.

From its eyes, two beams of golden light shot forth, destroying the two heaven-reaching blade glows.

With a flash of white light, a colossal red tower, shimmering with red light, appeared out of thin air. From its base, a misty red glow spewed forth, enveloping the Golden Flame Sky-Swallowing Python. The python's body rapidly shrank, drawn by the red glow into the red tower, vanishing from sight.

The red tower shook violently, and tiny cracks appeared on its surface, growing larger and larger.

A mid-grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure could not trap an eighth-tier demonic beast for long. Wang Qingfeng didn't expect it to trap the Golden Flame Sky-Swallowing Python permanently, only to buy them some time to escape.

Wang Qingfeng summoned a red-glowing flying boat. The three of them stepped aboard, and with a flick of a hand seal, the red flying boat sped off towards the northwest.

Wu Xue and the others fled in different directions. They indeed had conflicts, but in the face of the immense threat of an eighth-tier demonic beast, their grievances were set aside for the sake of escape.

Not long after, the cracks on the red tower's surface multiplied, and it burst open, freeing the Golden Flame Sky-Swallowing Python.

By then, Wang Qingfeng and his companions had already fled far away.

There were many restrictions in the Myriad Spirits Ruins. Even if these restrictions were in a weakened state, they were not to be underestimated. This limited the movements of both demonic beasts and cultivators, as cultivators dared not fly at full speed, fearing they might trigger a restriction.

The Golden Flame Sky-Swallowing Python gave chase, disappearing into the icy plains.

In a hidden underground cave, Wang Roumeng, Wang Yi'er, Wang Zongque, Wang Yong'an, Wang Shenfeng, and Wang Hui stood beside a teleportation array. Their brows were deeply furrowed.

“The teleportation array over there has been destroyed,” Wang Yong'an said with a frown.

“Let's go to the agreed meeting point and wait for Ancestor Qingfeng!” Wang Zongque suggested. “Given their abilities, they should not be in mortal danger.”

Wang Roumeng and the others did not refuse. They agreed and left the underground cave.