Decisive Battle

A month passed quickly. In Barbarian-Resisting City, a secluded manor...

More than ten Core Formation Cultivator, including Wei Tianming, Shen Long, Ye Hongyao, Wang Yueyue, Tian Hua, and Lin Qing, sat around Zhang Qing stone table, sipping tea and chatting.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, I heard you are raising a Third Rank Ice Flood Dragon."

Lin Qing said in an envious tone.

"I subdued it in the North Sea Cultivation World. If Fellow Daoist Lin is interested in Third-Rank Flood Dragon, you can also make a trip to the North Sea Cultivation World."

Shen Long said with a smile.

"There are indeed more Third-Rank Flood Dragon in the North Sea Cultivation World, but subduing Third-Rank Flood Dragon is not easy. Some Third-Rank Flood Dragon would rather die than surrender, so the only option is to kill them in exchange for resources."

Wei Tianming sighed.

"Fellow Daoist Wei has slain Third-Rank Flood Dragon? His Divine Ability are quite impressive!"

Ye Hongyao asked in surprise.

"Fairy Ye, you misunderstand. We are setting up an array to kill Third-Rank Flood Dragon. In a one-on-one fight, I am no match for Third-Rank Flood Dragon, but Fellow Daoist Lin might be able to manage it."

Wei Tianming smiled wryly.

"If it's Third Rank early-stage Flood Dragon, I'm confident I can kill it. If it's Third Rank mid-stage dragon, I'm not so sure. As for Third Rank late-stage Flood Dragon, I'd be lucky if I could escape."

Lin Qing said.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, you are an elite of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Don't you have any Spirit Treasure? With Spirit Treasure in hand, you can kill even Third-Rank Flood Dragon without hesitation."

Tian Hua was filled with boundless pride.

"Fellow Daoist Tian, you're joking. Spirit Treasure aren't ordinary things; even Nascent Soul Cultivator might not possess them, let alone Core Formation Cultivator."

Lin Qing smiled wryly.

After chatting for half an hour, Tian Hua suggested exchanging cultivation resources, and none of the cultivators objected.

Tian Hua took out over a hundred items, and a black Jade Box caught Shen Long's attention.

"Fellow Daoist Tian, what kind of spirit medicine is contained in the Jade Box?"

Shen Long asked curiously.

Tian Hua opened the box and took out a black Ganoderma lucidum with some golden patterns on its surface.

"An eight-hundred-year-old Mysterious Yin Ganoderma will be exchanged for a spirit medicine herb and fruit containing deadly poison."

Tian Hua said.

"Mysterious Yin Ganoderma! Fellow Daoist Tian actually managed to obtain such spirit medicine. Mysterious Yin Ganoderma can only be cultivated in places with exceptionally dense Yin Qi."

Ye Hongyao asked in surprise.

"I found this in the Mysterious Yin Grotto-Heaven. There are many Yin-attribute materials there, but there are also quite a few Ghost Creature, including Ghost Creature at the Nascent Soul Realm."

Tian Hua explained.

"Fellow Daoist Tian, are you referring to the Mysterious Yin Grotto-Heaven, one of the Seven Great Forbidden Lands?"

Shen Long asked curiously.

Tian Hua nodded and said, "That's right. I went in to search for treasure with some friends. Three of my friends died in a sneak attack by Ghost Creature. The Yin Qi in Mysterious Yin Grotto-Heaven is so dense that it's hard to find Ghost Creature. I was lucky; two Nascent Soul Cultivator encountered mutated Ghost Creature and were killed. My master happened to see the mutated Ghost Creature killing Nascent Soul Cultivator. If my master hadn't run fast, he would have died in Mysterious Yin Grotto-Heaven too."

"Mutant Ghost Creature! Can Ghost Creature mutate?"

Ye Hongyao asked in confusion.

"Of course you can, but mutated Ghost Creature are even rarer than Mutant Spirit Beast. If you encounter a mutated Ghost Creature, run as far away as possible!"

Shen Long said.

The cultivators took out their items for Tian Hua Tian Hua to examine and communicated with him telepathically.

Shen Long exchanged some spirit medicine, aged seven or eight hundred years, for his alchemy.

About half an hour later, the gathering ended, and the cultivators left one after another.

Back at his residence, Shen Long went into the Alchemy Room, sat cross-legged on a Red Prayer Mat, and closed his eyes to rest.

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Long opened his eyes and took out the Crimson Crow Cauldron.

He opened his mouth, and a ball of Three-Colored Flame flew out, transforming into a Three-Colored Fire Bird that emitted terrifyingly high temperatures.

The Red Lotus True Flame devoured a Third-Order Spirit Flame, making it even more powerful.

With a gentle flap of its wings, the Three-Colored Fire Bird swooped down towards the Crimson Crow Cauldron Crimson Crow Cauldron, crashing into its bottom and transforming into a ball of Three-Colored Flame that engulfed most of the Crimson Crow Cauldron, causing the temperature in the room to rise rapidly.

Shen Long felt his mouth was dry and his throat parched, as if he were falling into Volcano.

He threw the ingredients into the Crimson Crow Cauldron and closed the lid.

After a while, a faint medicinal fragrance wafted out from the Crimson Crow Cauldron.

Shen Long was completely focused, his Divine Sense closely monitoring the situation inside the cauldron.

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Sky Wolf City, a secluded manor with pavilions, terraces, and waterside corridors.

A tall young man in a golden robe and a dignified Purple-Skirted Woman sat in a Cyan Stone Pavilion, drinking tea and chatting. Judging from their attire, they were clearly members of the Witch Clan.

"They want their help, but they actually want us to help them deal with Human Race Nascent Soul Cultivator."

The young man in the gold shirt frowned as he spoke.

Wu Xian, Nascent Soul Early Stage.

"The Barbarian Race are only interested in something; since we need their help, Barbarian Race willing to assist us, we can avoid some detours and minimize our losses."

The Purple-Skirted Woman sighed.

Wu Yan, Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

A group of the Witch Clan cultivators entered the Immortal Burial Mound in search of treasures. Two Nascent Soul Cultivator led the group, but only one Core Formation Cultivator came out alive. That's when they sought help from the Barbarian Race.

"Let's hope they keep their promise! As long as they can get that item, we're happy to help."

Wu Xian said in a deep voice, his face showing anticipation.

A Yellow-Shirted Big Man walked in, several Spirit Beast Bag tied around his waist. He had a smile on his face, as if he had some good news.

"Great-grandfather, I've obtained a bottle of Essence Blood from Third-Rank Flood Dragon."

The Yellow-Shirted Big Man said with a smile.

"Wu Mountain, what did you use to exchange for it? The Barbarian Race cultivators are quite capable!"

Wu Xian asked casually.

"My grandson traded it for several Yin Bead from Ghost King at the Golden Core Realm. There are no places in the East Hua Cultivation World with dense Yin Qi, so Yin-attribute materials are quite rare."

Wu Mountain explained.

"Your Nine Nether Python possesses the bloodline of Flood Dragon. Flood Dragon Essence Blood is useful for its advancement. If it also consumes the Dragon Transformation Pill, it might be able to transform into Flood Dragon!"

Wu Xian took out a Cyan Porcelain Bottle and handed it to Wu Mountain.

"Thank you, Great-Grandfather!"

Wu Mountain expressed his gratitude and accepted the Cyan Porcelain Bottle with both hands.

"Don't feed it the Dragon Transformation Pill yet. We'll do it after this battle."

Wu Xian gave the instructions.

"Yes, great-grandfather."

Wu Mountain readily agreed.

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Three days passed quickly; Barbarian-Resisting City, Spirit Control Garden.

In a secluded room, Shen Long sat cross-legged on Cattail Mat, his eyes fixed on the Crimson Crow Cauldron not far away.

After a while, Shen Long put away the Spirit Flame and opened the lid of the cauldron.

He stepped forward and looked into the cauldron, where he saw twenty-four Golden Medicinal Pill. Each pill had nine Pill Pattern on its surface, and the pills were plump and brightly colored.

Shen Long's face lit up with joy. After the Red Lotus True Flame devoured another ball of Third-Order Spirit Flame, its alchemy efficiency increased once again, and it could refine a batch of Third Rank pills in three days.

He took out a red Communication Disk, cast a spell, and the voice of Master Ice Silkworm rang out. "Shen Long, the final battle has begun. We need to set off. Meet us on the city wall immediately."

"Understood, Master."

Shen Long agreed, put away the Communication Disk, changed his appearance, and walked out.

After leaving the Spirit Control Garden, he transformed into a Escape Light and flew into the sky, quickly arriving at the city wall.

A large number of cultivators had gathered on the city wall; more than fifty Nascent Soul Cultivator were gathered there, creating a truly magnificent sight.

There are more than fifty Nascent Soul Cultivator from the eighteen Human Race kingdoms; some Nascent Soul Cultivator also need to be left behind to guard the rear.

Outside the city, hundreds of thousands of Barbarian Race cultivators gathered, ranging from Qi Refining to Nascent Soul.

Lu Qingshan's expression hardened, and he said in a deep voice, "Follow me to meet the enemy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Qingshan leaped out, followed by Liu Zi'an and the others.

"Kill!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhe Sen dispersed hundreds of thousands of Barbarian Race cultivators and charged towards Barbarian-Resisting City.

Hundreds of thousands of Human Race also dispersed, fighting on the vast plains, each side seeking out their opponents.

The low-level Human Race cultivators gathered in twos and threes to fight the enemy together, and the high-level Human Race cultivators did the same. There was no other way; the Barbarian Race ' physical bodies were very strong.

Shen Long's gaze swept across the room and landed on a burly Black-Robed Man. The Black-Robed Man stood atop a massive Red Fire Flood Dragon, his face filled with murderous intent.

Tu Xin, born in the Black Crow Tribe, Core Formation Late Stage.

Barbarian Race cultivators also raise Spirit Beast Spirit Insect. Half a year ago, Tu Xin appeared on the battlefield and killed several Core Formation Cultivator with a Third-Rank Flood Dragon.

The True Man Red Flood Dragon Red Fire Flood Dragon killed several Barbarian Race cultivators, Barbarian Race was then besieged by them and severely injured, and has not yet recovered.

Just as Tu Xin was looking for an opponent, Cyan Tornado over a hundred feet tall swept in.

He snorted coldly, Red Fire Flood Dragon beneath him roared to the sky, spewing out a thick stream of Crimson Flame that rushed straight towards the opposite side.

The Crimson Flame collided with the Cyan Tornado Cyan Tornado, which exploded into hundreds of Giant Wind Blade that hurtled towards Tu Xin.

Tu Xin's body shone with a bright black light, and a huge black raven phantom appeared in the void above his head. The Black Crow Phantom spewed out a Black Sound Wave, shattering the Giant Wind Blade that was attacking him.

"Court death!"

Tu Xin snorted coldly, and the Red Fire Flood Dragon beneath him shook its head and tail, pouncing towards Shen Long.

Before the Red Fire Flood Dragon even got close, it spewed out a stream of Crimson Flame, heading straight for Shen Long.

Shen Long roared to the sky, unleashing a deafening dragon's cry that spewed out a Red Sound Wave that shattered the Crimson Flame.

A ripple appeared in the void above his head, and a gigantic black bird claw emerged, heading straight for his head.

Shen Long reacted quickly; his right hand glowed with a blinding red light, sprouting numerous dragon scales that transformed into a Red Dragon Claw, shattering the black bird claw.

A thick, long red dragon tail swept in and slammed towards Shen Long.

Shen Long swung his claws to block the red dragon's tail, but his body flew uncontrollably backward.

Before he even landed, Black Tornado over a hundred feet tall swept in and instantly reached him.

Shen Long roared and unleashed a Red Sound Wave that shattered the Black Tornado. Hundreds of Giant Wind Blade shot towards him, striking Shen Long one after another, producing muffled thuds of metal clashing. Shen Long's body was covered in red scales, and he remained unharmed.