Chapter 3403: Leaving the Myriad Spirits Ruins (No More Today)

On this trip, they brought along transplantation arrays and treasures, making it convenient to transplant any rare spiritual plants they might encounter.

Dong Xueli took out her array flags and disk, then began setting up the formation.

Once the formation was set, she channeled several incantations into a flickering yellow array disk. The ground began to tremble slightly, and numerous cracks appeared.

Wang Qingfeng raised his right hand, sending a shimmering blue gourd into the air. After he channeled an incantation into it, the gourd emitted a stream of azure mist that enveloped the Golden Crow Wood.

Through the combined efforts of Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli, the Golden Crow Wood slowly rose. Once it was fully unearthed, some broken roots were visible, but these quickly healed upon contact with the azure mist.

The Golden Crow Wood visibly shrank, then flew into the azure gourd and vanished.

Wang Qingfeng beckoned with one hand, and the azure gourd disappeared into his sleeve.

Dong Xueli put away the array flags and disk, and then they departed.

At a towering white mountain peak, Xu Xin and her three companions were mining Ice Soul Divine Crystals.

"There are no more Ice Soul Divine Crystals here," Xu Xin instructed. "Let's leave and look elsewhere."

Xu Xin then led her fellow disciples away.

In a continuous stretch of lush green mountains stood a towering peak.

Wang Yi'er and his five companions stood on the mountaintop, gazing into the distance, their brows deeply furrowed.

They had been waiting for some time but still hadn't seen Wang Qingfeng and his two companions.

"Could Ancestor Qingfeng and his group be trapped somewhere else? Perhaps we should go search for them elsewhere?" Wang Shenfeng suggested.

"Let's wait a bit longer," Wang Zongque said gravely. "If they haven't arrived by tomorrow, we'll leave a mark and wait for them somewhere else."

An hour later, a red light appeared on the distant horizon, heading their way.

Shortly after, the red light halted, revealing a glowing red flying boat with Wang Qingfeng and his three companions standing on its deck.

Upon seeing Wang Qingfeng and his group, Wang Yi'er and his companions collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ancestor Qingfeng, who is this fellow Daoist?" Wang Yi'er asked curiously.

"This is Fellow Daoist Lan, an acquaintance," Wang Qingfeng explained briefly. "I separated from you earlier to rescue him. Everyone, come aboard! It's time for us to depart."

Wang Yi'er and his companions acknowledged, then stepped onto the red flying boat.

"Let's go!"

Wang Qingfeng performed an incantation, and the red flying boat brightened considerably, soaring into the distance until it vanished over the horizon.

In a dense red forest, Bai Luan and a graceful young woman in a blue dress stood before a massive pit, their expressions grim.

"Someone actually snatched it!"

Bai Luan was deeply frustrated. On their journey, they had encountered a powerful restriction, which had claimed the life of a fellow disciple. After finally overcoming the obstacle and reaching the Golden Crow Wood's location, they found both the wood and the Blazing Toad gone.

Traces left at the scene indicated that someone had clearly eliminated the seventh-rank Blazing Toad and transplanted the Golden Crow Wood.

Their luck, it seemed, was truly poor; someone had beaten them to it.

"What terrible luck," Bai Luan sighed. "Since the Golden Crow Wood is gone, let's leave. In a while, the restrictions of the Myriad Spirits Ruins will return to normal."

They then departed, disappearing into the vast mountains.

At the entrance of the Myriad Spirits Ruins, a red light emerged. Wang Qingfeng and his nine companions stood upon it, each protected by multiple layers of defense to guard against surprise attacks.

The red flying boat traveled over a hundred miles without encountering any attacks, allowing them to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Let's go! We'll return to Seven Star Island."

Wang Qingfeng performed an incantation, and the red flying boat immediately flared with brilliant red light, soaring high into the sky and vanishing from sight in a few blinks.

Qianling Continent, Qingxuan Mountain Range.

Deep within the mountain range, in a dense green bamboo forest, loud rumbling sounds echoed periodically, causing the ground to shake violently.

A burst of golden light shot skyward, uprooting countless green bamboo stalks and sending shockwaves rippling through the air.

A long golden arc of light swiftly shot out from deep within the bamboo forest.

The golden arc hadn't traveled far when a piercing sword cry rang out. A red arc of light shot forth, swiftly catching up to the golden glow, followed by a scream.

A short, stout elder in a golden robe plummeted from the sky, landing on the ground. With his long ears, small nose, golden eyes, and the faint golden specks on his skin, he was clearly a member of the Tianxin clan.

The elder's right leg was severed, blood gushed out, his face was pale, and his eyes were wide with terror.

A swirling, misty green tornado swept through, uprooting a great many green bamboo stalks.

The golden-robed elder raised his right hand, and a dazzling golden cleaver shot forth, slashing towards the green tornado.

The golden cleaver collided with the green tornado, producing a dull clang, and was sent flying backward.

A fierce gust of wind swept by, and Long Qingfeng appeared before the golden-robed elder. His hands transformed into claws, striking directly at the elder's chest.

With a shriek, the golden-robed elder's body split in two, his blood staining the ground. A miniature Nascent Soul flew from his body, only to be seized by Long Qingfeng, who then performed a soul search.

Wang Xiangrong and Wang Ruyi flew over, landing before Long Qingfeng.

"Well?" Wang Xiangrong asked, his face full of anticipation. "Are there any traces of Qingshan and Qingxiao?"

"This person encountered Ancestor Qingshan and Ancestor Qingxiao here," Long Qingfeng began, slowly handing the miniature Nascent Soul to Wang Xiangrong. "They scattered to pursue them, and the leader died, which is why Ancestor Qingshan and his group were wanted. What's strange is that Fairy Su of the Nine Yuan Merchant Alliance also came to the Qingxuan Mountain Range and disappeared without a trace. The Nine Yuan Merchant Alliance sent a team of masters into the Qingxuan Mountain Range to search for Su Jianjia, but they couldn't find her."

Wang Xiangrong performed a soul search, confirming the information. He then took out an azure talisman, affixed it to the miniature Nascent Soul, and placed it inside an azure jade box.

"Could they have been severely wounded by an enemy and are now recuperating somewhere, or perhaps trapped in some dangerous area?" Wang Ruyi speculated. "They all disappeared in the Qingxuan Mountain Range. Is there a connection?"

Thousands of years had passed without any news of them; they were either gravely wounded or trapped somewhere. The fact that Wang Qingshan, Wang Qingxiao, and Su Jianjia all disappeared in the Qingxuan Mountain Range seemed too much of a coincidence.

"We can't rule out that possibility," Wang Xiangrong said gravely. "However, they shouldn't still be in the Qingxuan Mountain Range; otherwise, they would have been discovered by now. Let's leave here first and search elsewhere."

With their clan members missing, they couldn't possibly ignore it; they had to search.

Wang Xiangrong and his two companions then left the Qingxuan Mountain Range to search for Wang Qingshan and Wang Qingxiao in other locations.