Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

On Chaotian Peak, one of the Seven Main Peaks of the Celestial Profound Mountain Domain, lay a spacious and magnificently decorated Cave Mansion. Outside the Cave Mansion, the name—Luoxing Cave—was carved in three large characters, their strokes vigorous and powerful, their presence majestic.

Luoxing Cave was famous throughout the entire Celestial Profound Mountain Domain, for its master was named Chu Bufan. He was one of the top geniuses in the Celestial Profound Sect and the greatest backer of Lan Feng, the man who had taken Yann Chuxue away. His cultivation was masterful, comparable to some older-generation experts of a slightly lower realm.

A rather handsome man with a gloomy gaze sat cross-legged in the center. This was none other than Chu Bufan. Two pretty maids stood on either side of him. The man’s eyelid twitched, and he suddenly said to the maids beside him, ”You are dismissed. I am going to cultivate.”

”Yes!” The maids nodded and walked toward the side of the Cave Mansion.

After watching the maids depart, a look of ecstatic joy appeared in Chu Bufan’s eyes.

”I’ve waited for three years! The time has finally come! HAHAHAHA, the time has finally come!”

After his bout of laughter, Chu Bufan stamped his foot and rushed out of the Cave Mansion, looking as if he couldn’t wait a moment longer.

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Ever since that incident, Wen Qingye would casually toss a few Primordial Stones into the Purple Smoke Rats’ nest. And the Primordial Stones Wen Qingye placed in the red earth were no longer mysteriously absorbed.

The Celestial Profound Mountain Domain was vast, with countless mountain ranges crisscrossing the land. Among them were a few desolate mountains, places where many Celestial Profound Sect disciples had never set foot. These ranges held both opportunities and dangers.

At this moment, Wen Qingye was strolling through one such desolate mountain. He scanned his surroundings and shook his head.

Wen Qingye thought to himself, ’Blood Profound Turtles are generally active in cold, gloomy, and remote places. This area, however, is brimming with life. It seems there won’t be any here.’

The Blood Profound Turtle was a Demon Beast, an ancient exotic species of incredible power. Wen Qingye secretly estimated that if any Blood Profound Turtles still existed, their cultivation would definitely be at the Life and Death Realm.

Above the Refining Spirit Realm were the Yin-Yang Realm, the Destruction Realm, and the Life and Death Realm. This alone was enough to show that the Blood Profound Turtle was an extremely formidable Exotic Beast.

Over the long course of history, these ancient exotic species had long since vanished.

This time, however, Wen Qingye had obtained a Blood Profound Turtle’s eyeball from the claws of that Purple Smoke Rat. The eyeball had shrunk over the long passage of time, leaving it only the size of a thumb. A true Blood Profound Turtle’s eyeball should have been the size of a bucket.

The Blood Profound Turtle had a magical property: after death, nine Profound Pearls would form within its body. These nine Profound Pearls contained the Blood Profound Turtle’s lifelong cultivation. The nine Profound Pearls condensed from a Life and Death Realm Blood Profound Turtle were absolutely priceless treasures for advancing one’s cultivation.

However, its blood would also congeal into a Blood Array to protect these nine Profound Pearls.

Therefore, even though Wen Qingye knew the chances of finding the nine Profound Pearls left behind by a Blood Profound Turtle were slim, obtaining its eyeball made him unable to resist trying his luck in the outer areas of the Celestial Profound Mountain Domain.

Wen Qingye took a piece of cowhide cloth from his waist and studied it carefully.

This cowhide cloth was, in fact, a map of the entire Celestial Profound Mountain Domain. Every disciple of the Celestial Profound Sect received one, and on it, particularly dangerous areas were specially marked.

Wen Qingye stared at the map in his hand and thought, ’If the Blood Profound Turtle’s corpse still exists, it should be in a sparsely populated area, and one that a Purple Smoke Rat could reach.’

The map detailed all the mountain ranges within the Celestial Profound Mountain Domain. Some areas were marked very clearly; these were mostly places where Celestial Profound Sect disciples cultivated or frequently went. However, there were also some areas that were vaguely marked and hazy.

Some places were even marked with conspicuous red X’s.

These dangerous mountain ranges, marked with red symbols, were known among the Celestial Profound Sect disciples as the Red Mountains.

The vast Celestial Profound Mountain Domain, with its overlapping peaks shrouded in mist, was more than ten times larger than the entire Celestial Martial Country. This sheer scale testified to the abundance of mountains, which in turn led to the emergence of complex and strange things within the dense forests.

’Even if it’s not for the nine Profound Pearls from the Blood Profound Turtle, it would be good to seek out other opportunities in these places,’ Wen Qingye thought.

If he simply buried his head in bitter cultivation, there was no telling how long it would take for his cultivation to advance.

Wen Qingye knew that since these places were marked, they had to be extremely dangerous—places from which one was lucky to escape with their life. But right now, his desire to increase his own strength was even greater.

So, he had no choice!

Ancient Temple Mountain was a rather remote mountain range within the Celestial Profound Mountain Domain. It was possible that even some Core Disciples who had lived there for years didn’t know such a mountain existed.

On Ancient Temple Mountain, dense forests and thick undergrowth abounded. Ancient trees, dozens of feet tall, shot up from the ground, blocking out the sky.

A cold, damp, and gloomy aura permeated the jungle, where poisonous insects and strange creatures frequently appeared. Holding his One Thought Sword, Wen Qingye slowly scanned his surroundings.

Wen Qingye walked forward, step by step. After an unknown amount of time, he noticed his surroundings had become eerily quiet. Forget birds or beasts—there wasn’t even a single Demon Beast in sight.

’This Ancient Temple Mountain is completely different from Mi Mountain,’ Wen Qingye mused, frowning. ’The Demon Beasts on Mi Mountain were exceptionally active because of all the Saliva Grass growing there. But this place is strange... there isn’t a single sign of life.’

BUZZ... BUZZ...

Suddenly, a buzzing sound reached Wen Qingye’s ears. His ears twitched, and he instinctively looked toward the source of the noise.

He saw a black swarm surging toward him as if it had found a meal.

’Bone-Eroding Flying Armor!?’

Wen Qingye focused his gaze and saw that the black mass was composed of Bone-Eroding Flying Armor—creatures infamous throughout the entire Eastern Profound Domain.

The Bone-Eroding Flying Armor was a type of strange creature, incomparably vicious by nature, with a diet of flesh, skin, and bone marrow. They could spit a special mucus from their mouths that could corrode most things. Even a King-Grade Spiritual Artifact would be corroded if hit by it.

However, the Bone-Eroding Flying Armor before him were clearly abnormally large.

Wen Qingye’s expression grew solemn. Seeing these Bone-Eroding Flying Armor, he finally understood why this place was so desolate, devoid of even Demon Beasts.

In an instant, the Bone-Eroding Flying Armor was upon him.

Wen Qingye instantly drew the One Thought Sword. The blade flared with a piercing Sword Aura that cut through the gloomy forest.

SLASH!

The Bone-Eroding Flying Armor at the front were too slow to dodge. Swept by Wen Qingye’s sharp Sword Aura, their bodies were torn open, revealing green flesh and slime before they trembled and fell to the ground.

But there were simply too many of them. Wen Qingye’s Sword Aura only managed to cut down the outermost layer. The Bone-Eroding Flying Armor, as if they hadn’t eaten in years, continued to charge at him in a frenzy.

PFFT! PFFT!

Globs of green mucus shot out. At the sight, Wen Qingye’s footwork shifted, and he hurriedly dodged to the side.

SIZZLE!

Where Wen Qingye had just been standing, the dead leaves and branches touched by the mucus instantly dissolved into thick white smoke that vanished into the air.

Seeing that their mucus had failed, the Bone-Eroding Flying Armor became even more agitated and surged toward Wen Qingye.

The sheer number of these Bone-Eroding Flying Armor, which also seemed to have mutated, was enough to make even a Destruction Realm expert’s scalp tingle with fear, leaving them utterly helpless—let alone someone like Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye knew he couldn’t linger. With a great leap, he jumped onto a hundred-foot-tall giant tree and began to flee into the distance.