Free Web NovelChapter 350: Chapter 230: Second-Grade Opportunity (2)
[The Worst Draw: If you attempt to explore the seven-colored mist region alone, you may obtain a Second-Grade Opportunity. However, you will attract the gaze of an unknown entity, leading to the annihilation of your Divine Soul and a death with no burial. Extremely Ominous!]
’What’s going on? Someone from the Holy Sect is here again?!’
’And that seven-colored mist... it actually contains a Second-Grade Opportunity!’
Qin Xuan’s thoughts raced.
’I wonder which Demon Monarch they serve. It would be fine if they’re here to help me, but if it’s someone else...’
Qin Xuan’s head snapped up, a flash of determination in his eyes.
These waters were far murkier than he had imagined. It was best not to get involved.
As for the Second-Grade Opportunity, Qin Xuan didn’t even give it a second thought.
An opportunity was great, but one had to be alive to seize it.
Having come to this realization, Qin Xuan turned to Liu Yiyi and said, "Junior Sister Liu, this place is too quiet. I fear something is amiss. Why don’t we split up to search? If either of us finds anything, we can contact the other with a Communication Talisman."
Liu Yiyi, not suspecting a thing, nodded. "Be careful, Sister."
Qin Xuan maneuvered the Water Crossing Shuttle, silently turning southeast and leaving Liu Yiyi to head northwest alone.
After traveling for about ten miles, Qin Xuan indeed found an undercurrent vortex where the water flowed with unusual turbulence.
’This is it! Right here!’
With a flicker of thought, Qin Xuan put away the Water Crossing Shuttle and dove in using the Water Escape Technique.
The light underwater was dim, and the undercurrents were fierce.
At the bottom of the vortex, in an extremely hidden crevice, Qin Xuan discovered a set of enormous withered bones that had almost merged with the black rock.
The bones were carbonized and covered in cracks. Without the guidance of the Divination, they would have been impossible to spot.
From its winding silhouette, he could vaguely make out the form of a dragon’s head and a chi’s body.
"The remains of an Ink Jade Dragon Chi, a unique species of the Ancient Aquatic Race, a Tier Five Nascent Soul Demon Monarch!"
Qin Xuan identified it with difficulty. After his initial joy, a look of regret appeared on his face.
"Such a powerful Fire Attribute Power of Position... not even True Sun Fire could compare... Judging by the age of these remains, it must be at least ten thousand years old. The Flood Dragon skeleton is completely useless now."
In Qin Xuan’s experience, only someone like Venerable Nanming Li Fire, whom he had once seen in the Vermilion Bird Star Domain, could have inflicted such damage.
After countless years, the remains of this Nascent Soul Demon Monarch had nearly turned to carbon.
And on top of its massive skull grew two short horns, each about three feet long. They were pitch-black, with a texture like charred, lightning-struck wood.
Their surfaces were covered in natural spiral patterns, and they faintly emitted an ancient and pure Water Dao Rhyme.
’Wait, this is the Fourth-Grade Opportunity!’
In a flash of inspiration, a profound understanding flooded his mind, and Qin Xuan instantly understood.
[Ink Jade Dragon Chi Horn: The only remaining part of the Ancient Tier Five Demon Monarch, the Ink Jade Dragon Chi. Refinement can greatly increase the speed of water escape techniques and allow one to comprehend a trace of the True Dragon Water Dao.]
[After countless years, it has fused with a sliver of the Yang Fire Position, giving it miraculous effects in both Concealment and restriction-breaking.]
’What a powerful Magical Treasure!’
Qin Xuan was overjoyed and was just about to reach out and take them.
RUMBLE—!
Just then, an earth-shattering boom came from the northwest.
The violent fluctuations of Spiritual Power were clearly perceptible even underwater!
’The Middle-Lower Draw came true...’
Qin Xuan quickly secured the Dragon Chi Horns, surfaced silently, and hid within a patch of reeds to watch.
In the distance, the water’s surface had already erupted, and two figures were clashing fiercely!
One of them was a disguised Lin Feng.
He wielded the Autumn Water Longsword, his Body Technique as fast as a phantom. As his Sword Momentum built, it was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder!
"Cyan Sky Thunderstorm, drawn by the sword—slash!" Lin Feng shouted.
BOOM!
Streaks of cyan wind blades and purple lightning snakes coiled around the sword’s light, slashing horizontally and vertically with unparalleled sharpness.
And his opponent was none other than the towering, iron-pagoda-like Wei Qingshan.
"The Wind and Thunder Sword Pavilion’s *Cyan Sky Wind Thunder Sword Scripture*?" Wei Qingshan’s brows furrowed.
"No, how can a mere Cultivator from one of the Golden Core Sects be stronger than me!"
Wei Qingshan roared, his fan-sized hands covered in a bronze glow. He swung them, creating a whistling gale, and actually met Lin Feng’s blade head-on with his bare flesh.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The sound of metal striking metal rang out incessantly.
Wei Qingshan’s fists were fierce and domineering. Every strike was heavy and powerful as he tried to overcome skill with brute force.
Lin Feng’s Sword Technique, however, was agile and unpredictable. The wind enhanced his sword’s speed while the thunder amplified its might. He would often evade heavy blows by a hair’s breadth, his sword tip striking like a venomous snake at the vital points on Wei Qingshan’s body.
The two were surprisingly evenly matched, making it impossible to determine a victor!
’Isn’t that Wei Qingyi’s older brother, Wei Qingshan, the Altar Master of the Ten Thousand Laws Altar?’
Qin Xuan’s pupils contracted as he immediately recognized the burly man.
’Damn, it’s a good thing I didn’t go.’
’He’s a Golden Core Blood Demon from Wei Qingyi’s faction. That kid really is crooked!’
"You scum from the Blood Demon Sword Sect, how dare you cause trouble in my Water Mirror Palace! You’re courting death!"
Zhong Ling shouted, stepping on the void, her lake-blue palace robes whipping in the wind.
Her face was like frost as she formed a hand seal. Endless water vapor gathered before her, transforming into a monstrous wave. It built upon itself, layer after layer, and crashed toward her opponent like a charging army.
"Such immense pressure! Is this the Water Mirror Palace’s Golden Core Dao Skill, the Thousand Overlapping Waves Technique?!"
Zhao Yan exclaimed in shock.
Wherever the waves passed, the air itself was compressed until it crackled.
Each layer was more powerful than the last, as if it would completely submerge the world!
"Is this all you’ve got, you witch?"
A bloody light erupted from Jiang Hai’s body, forming a gigantic, blood-colored skull that continuously spewed foul Blood Fiend, corroding the layers of waves.
At the same time, he shook a small, blood-colored banner in his hand. Howling Resentful Spirits charged out, attempting to assault Zhong Ling’s Divine Soul.
The Blood Magic techniques were sinister and bizarre, a stark contrast to Zhong Ling’s grand and majestic Water Technique.
However, Zhong Ling was a Mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator, after all. Her Magical Power was far more profound, and the Thousand Overlapping Waves Technique was immensely powerful.
