Chapter 3417

The Profound Sun Realm, Qianling Continent.

The Golden Silkworm Mountain Range stretches for tens of millions of miles, situated on the border of the Jinjie Tribe. Besides Jinjie Tribe cultivators, cultivators from other races can also be seen there.

The Golden Silkworm Mountain Range is rich in demonic beast resources, attracting many cultivators who come to hunt them.

Deep within the mountain range, a colossal crimson mushroom cloud soared into the sky, strikingly visible.

A streak of red light shot out from the mountains, moving at high speed.

A tiger's roar, echoing through heaven and earth, resounded. A hazy green tornado swept forth, blocking the red light.

The red light flashed, revealing a glowing red flying boat. Wang Ruyi stood on it, her face slightly pale. Long Qingfeng lay unconscious inside the red flying boat, his body mangled and charred, emitting a burnt smell, and trembling uncontrollably.

They had come to hunt demonic beasts here. After successfully slaying a seventh-rank Thunder Spider and obtaining a seventh-rank Lightning-Attracting Pearl, they were suddenly ambushed by four Integration-stage Witch cultivators. A fierce battle ensued. The Witch cultivators targeted Wang Ruyi with curses, but at a critical moment, Long Qingfeng protected her, taking the curse himself. After they jointly managed to kill one mid-Integration stage cultivator, Long Qingfeng succumbed to the curse and fell into a coma.

Wang Ruyi had no choice but to break through with Long Qingfeng, but they were intercepted by their enemies.

Wang Ruyi formed a sword incantation, and seven glowing red flying swords shot out from her sword scabbard, heading straight for the green tornado.

With a loud bang, the green tornado was sent flying backward, revealing a colossal, entirely green tiger. It had a pair of green bird wings on its back and a single green horn on its head.

The green giant tiger was covered in blood, its flesh wings torn with several bloody holes, appearing gravely injured. The seven red flying swords transformed into seven red long-rainbows, heading directly for the green giant tiger. Just as the green giant tiger was about to evade, a loud female shout rang out, causing its head to slump.

By the time the green giant tiger regained its senses, the seven red flying swords had already reached it, striking its body successively with dull thuds.

The seven red flying swords merged into one, forming a massive, hazy red sky-piercing greatsword. It sliced the green giant tiger into two halves. As its spirit emerged, it was instantly shattered by a vast expanse of crimson sword qi.

Above Wang Ruyi's head, the void rippled, and a large, purple-glowing hand appeared out of thin air. Simultaneously, a piercing flute sound rang out, and over a hundred thousand blood-red ants flew out from a dense forest—these were the Flying Bloodthirsty Ants.

The Flying Bloodthirsty Ants converged, forming a gigantic blood-red blade that slashed towards Wang Ruyi.

Wang Ruyi raised her right hand, and a hazy red, sharp sword qi swept out, shattering the purple hand.

She formed a sword incantation, and the red greatsword circled, transforming into an entirely red flood dragon—a manifestation of magical power.

The red flood dragon shook its head and tail, pouncing towards the blood-red blade.

With a dull clang of metal, a burst of crimson flame engulfed the blood-red blade.

A clap of thunder sounded, and a thick golden lightning bolt shot forth, striking the blood-red blade. The blood-red blade was then engulfed by the golden lightning.

The red flood dragon's body dissipated, transforming back into seven glowing red flying swords that plunged into the golden lightning. Large numbers of Flying Bloodthirsty Ants plummeted from mid-air.

A burly man in purple robes flew over from a distance. His face was pale, his body covered in blood, and he appeared severely drained of energy.

The moment he appeared, dense red sword qi swept towards him like a surging crimson river. The purple-robed man quickly conjured a purple banner, unleashing a purple flame to block the red sword qi.

A red light flashed, and a glowing red orb suddenly appeared above his head. Before the purple-robed man could evade, a loud female shout rang out.

The purple-robed man's head slumped. The red orb exploded, transforming into a massive crimson lightning sphere that engulfed his figure. Dense red sword light plunged into the lightning, followed by a scream. Wang Ruyi was about to deliver the killing blow when her spiritual sense detected two Integration-stage cultivators rushing towards them. Without hesitation, she formed a sword incantation, and the seven red flying swords circled once before flying back into their scabbard and disappearing.

Wang Ruyi formed a magical incantation, and the red flying boat immediately flared with red light, transforming into a red long-rainbow that streaked through the air and quickly vanished into the horizon.

The red lightning dissipated, revealing the charred body of the purple-robed man. His right arm was gone, and his aura was weak. If he hadn't been a body cultivator, he would have lost more than just an arm.

Two streaks of escape light flew from a distance and, with a flash, landed before him. They were two women with quite similar features, both in the early Integration stage.

"Didn't you stop them?" a beautiful young woman in a golden dress frowned and asked.

"That woman is a sword cultivator, and she has many treasures. We've already lost two Integration-stage cultivators. If you hadn't arrived so quickly, I would have lost my life," the purple-robed man said with a tone of relief. Then, as if recalling something, he added, "This is Jinjie Tribe territory, so pursuing them further would be ill-advised. Let's retreat! They were lucky, but he's been hit by the Ice Soul Spirit Annihilation Curse; he won't live much longer."

The three of them departed, and tranquility returned to the area.

In Jinjie Valley, the streets were bustling with people and traffic.

In an estate spanning a hundred mu, Jin Xian and a graceful young woman in a purple dress sat in a stone pavilion, conversing.

Jin Xian took out a golden magical disk and cast an incantation into it. A panicked female voice rang out: "Fellow Daoist Jin, my husband has been afflicted by a unique curse of the Witch Tribe. Please help save him. I'm right outside your residence."

"Madam Long!" Jin Xian was slightly startled and hurried towards the courtyard gate.

He opened the gate and saw Wang Ruyi, supporting the unconscious Long Qingfeng, standing at the entrance.

Wang Ruyi's eyes were red and swollen, as if she had been crying.

Long Qingfeng's eyes were tightly shut, and his lips were pale.

Jin Xian quickly invited them in and led them to the stone pavilion.

"Madam Shi, you are more knowledgeable about curses. Please examine what curse Fellow Daoist Long has been afflicted with. Madam Long, please tell me the sequence of events," Jin Xian said.

The young woman in the purple dress carefully examined Long Qingfeng's injuries, while Wang Ruyi recounted the events.

"It should be the Ice Soul Spirit Annihilation Curse. When afflicted by this curse, the victim falls into a coma, and their body slowly freezes. The part of his body below the waist has already frozen. Spirit flames or treasures are useless, unless the curse is dispelled," the young woman in the purple dress said slowly.

"Madam Shi, please help us dispel this curse. You will not be disappointed with the remuneration," Wang Ruyi said anxiously.

"Dispelling this curse is not easy. Other ingredients are manageable, but it requires a Nine-Flame Flower that is over thirty thousand years old as a medicinal primer. I don't have a Nine-Flame Flower on hand," the young woman in the purple dress looked troubled.

Jin Xian frowned and asked, "A thirty-thousand-year-old Nine-Flame Flower? I'll contact my clan immediately to inquire. Madam Shi, how long can Fellow Daoist Long last?"

"Given his condition, he can last from as little as one month to several months. I have a method to delay the curse's onset, which requires various spirit herbs to concoct a medicinal pill. Here's the list; it will last him at most three years." The young woman in the purple dress took out a purple jade slip and handed it to Wang Ruyi.