Waiting by the Stump for a Rabbit

Yaksha Realm, Blood Fiend Mountain Range.

A deafening boom rang out as a colossal crimson mushroom cloud soared into the sky.

A Golden Escape Light flew out from deep within the mountain range. Before it had gone far, a powerful gravitational force erupted from the ground, slowing it down.

The escape light faded, revealing a gold-shirted man covered in wounds. His eyes were blood-red, his face green and fanged. He was a Yaksha Clan cultivator.

A deafening clap of thunder resounded as a Silver Thunder Pillar hundreds of zhang in diameter descended from the heavens, striking the gold-shirted man with perfect accuracy and engulfing him in Silver Lightning Beams.

With a flash of red light, a pagoda wreathed in ceaseless red radiance appeared. It released a swath of Red Rosy Clouds that enveloped the gold-shirted man and swept him into the Red Pagoda.

Shen Long and Chu Buyu flew over, wearing different expressions.

"He actually had a treasure that countered illusion arts. He nearly got away."

Chu Buyu said.

They had traversed more than ten realms to reach the Yaksha Realm, where they had targeted a lone Spirit Transformation cultivator.

"Let's first investigate the Yaksha Clan's situation. Hopefully, they didn't bring any sixth order Talismans down with them."

Shen Long said as he flew into the Red Pagoda.

After a while, Shen Long flew back out, his brows tightly furrowed.

"What is it? Is the Yaksha Clan very powerful?"

Chu Buyu asked doubtfully.

"Not exactly. The five Spirit Transformation cultivators the Lingxu Realm sent to the Lower Realm were searching for the backup arrangements left behind by a Body Integration Cultivator. The Spirit Transformation cultivator we dealt with was named Zhu Shuo."

Shen Long said.

"Backup arrangements left by a Body Integration Cultivator in the Lower Realm? What's going on?"