Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Xiao Chen pushed off the air and spun around. The moment he started rising, a black snake tail swept under his feet. If he had been just the slightest bit slower, he would have suffered this blow.

The tail whip was one of the most destructive moves of snake-type Spirit Beasts. When executed by this Black Flame Sovereign Snake, which was as strong as a Superior Grade Martial Sage, it would have been more than sufficient to injure Xiao Chen heavily.

The howl of a strong wind pierced the air, lingering for a long time. It sounded like an urgent whistle as it spread out for five kilometers in every direction, scattering all the white clouds above.

With one sweep, the Black Flame Sovereign Snake cleared the sky for five kilometers around.

Xiao Chen was flabbergasted. No wonder when both groups saw this gigantic Black Flame Sovereign Snake, their expressions changed immediately! If they got struck by such explosive power, that would be it.

A strong fishy stench reached his nose. When he looked up, the Black Flame Sovereign Snake was twisting its body in the air as if it was a flood dragon, its huge jaws wide open. Then, it launched itself towards him.

A strong suction came from the Black Flame Sovereign Snake’s mouth, generating a whirlwind spinning relentlessly.

Fortunately, Xiao Chen dodged quickly. He did not get pulled in by the suction. He tilted his body and swooped down like an eagle. Then, he turned around and fired another arrow.

The Black Flame Sovereign Snake was already utterly infuriated. It roared and spat out a three-kilometer-long black flame as it swayed its head.

The long stream of flame danced in the air, looking very mighty. As Xiao Chen glided, he turned to the side, dodging nimbly. He did not let himself accidentally come into contact with even a spark.

The wild chase alarmed all the cultivators and Spirit Beasts on the grassland. In a panic, they ran for their lives.

The difference between a Superior Grade Martial Sage and an Inferior Grade Martial Sage was an impassably large gap. Xiao Chen was not arrogant enough to want to kill the Black Flame Sovereign Snake. However, he was fully confident of luring it away.

He raised his head to look into the distance. At the limit of his vision was a pillar of light connecting the sky to the ground. That was everyone’s common destination, the Treasury Hall.

After dodging a few more times, Xiao Chen quickly swooped towards the ground. When he got close, he lifted his body and landed firmly on his feet.

A few steps forward bled off his accumulated inertia. Then he came to a halt and looked up at the Black Flame Sovereign Snake in the air.

When the Spirit Beast saw that Xiao Chen had stopped dodging, it charged towards him ferociously, bringing its gigantic body down.

“Roaming Dragon’s Nine Transformations!”

“Rumble…!” When the Black Flame Sovereign Snake landed, the ground shook intensely. Cracks even appeared on the soil.

The black flames on its body burned the surrounding grass as fire spread out. Looking from a distance, one would see a large patch of ashes.

Nine figures leaped into the air and surrounded the Spirit Beast. The real and the fake were indistinguishable. The Black Flame Sovereign Snake spat fire out wildly, destroying the clones one by one.

By the time the Black Flame Sovereign Snake destroyed the eight clones, it had already given Xiao Chen too much time. His real body had already flown a kilometer away.

Xiao Chen flashed hand seals, and the seventy-two Universe Flags flickered with light before quickly sticking themselves into the ground, forming a strong restriction five kilometers wide.

This restriction covered every direction possible, even the sky and the ground. No matter what the Black Flame Sovereign Snake did, it could not escape the trap. However, those outside would not notice anything. This restriction also had a simple layer of illusion.

As Xiao Chen stood in the air, his white robes fluttered with the wind. He looked at the restriction below and smiled faintly. After releasing his bated breath, he cautiously flew back.

Five kilometers away, he stopped in midair and rubbed his chin with his right hand as he carefully observed the situation.

Away from the area where the Departed Spirit Fruits were, the Ghost Race and Corpse Race fought to the death, fighting a sweeping and desperate battle.

All sorts of Yin Soldiers and Demonic Corpses clashed. Cold, sinister winds blew, black Qi spread out, and dust flew into the air. The sounds of battle rang out continuously; the entire place was a slice of chaos.

Three Demonic Corpses shrouded in azure fire on the battlefield attracted Xiao Chen’s attention in particular.

Clearly, these three Demonic Corpses were totally different from other Demonic Corpses. Firstly, they were about three meters tall, much taller than the other Demonic Corpses. Then, they were covered in azure fire.

The more Xiao Chen mulled over their appearance, the more the azure fire looked like the legendary Yellow Springs Underworld Flame. Among Yin-attributed flames, the Yellow Springs Underworld Flame was one of three flames that were second only to the Lunar True Flame.

The Yellow Springs Underworld Flame was of the same level as the Scarlet Blood Frost Flame; these sinister flames ranked equally. They had a special effect of injuring souls, which made them particularly effective in suppressing Yin Soldiers.

However, those three Demonic Corpses, which were supposed to counter the Yin Soldiers, met with a difficult opponent—a white spirit holding a long, slender sickle. It was ten meters tall, much taller than those burning Demonic Corpses.

The white spirit fought against the three on its own. Although it could not defeat the three Demonic Corpses, it managed to tie them down, preventing them from broadly wiping away the Yin Soldiers in other areas.

Ao Jiao, who was inside the Immortal Spirit Ring, clicked her tongue and sighed, This is really an intense fight. They actually brought out the Corpse Race’s Underworld Fire Demonic Corpses and the Ghost Race’s Soul Reaper Yin Soldiers.

Underworld Fire Demonic Corpse and Soul Reaper Yin Soldier. Xiao Chen did not understand much about the two races’ Martial Techniques. However, based on their auras, he could easily tell that these were hard to deal with.

Further thought reinforced some of Xiao Chen’s guesses. He continued watching. Qing Cheng and the others all had their own opponents, unable to free themselves from the fight.

This battle turned into one of attrition. Both sides originally thought that they would be able to defeat the other side quickly. They had not expected the fight to be so difficult and desperate.

After careful observation, he discovered that the Corpse Race held the advantage, due to the extra Kui Dou.

At this moment, Kui Dou’s opponent was a black spirit that also held a sickle. According to Ao Jiao, this was one of the specially refined Soul Reaper Yin Soldiers called the Black Soul Reaper.

Clearly, the Black Soul Reaper was at an absolute disadvantage against Kui Dou. The strength that his physical body burst forth with contained a trace of strong extreme Yang energy, which was harmful to Yin Soldiers.

As Kui Dou threw punches, he pushed back the Black Soul Reaper. The light on its body slowly dimmed.

Once Kui Dou defeated this Black Soul Reaper, he would be able to go and deal with the other Soul Reaper Yin Soldier—the White Soul Reaper. After that, the three Underworld Fire Demonic Corpses would be able to sweep up the battlefield even without his help.

Once the balance tilted to one side, the other side would crumble immediately.

Qing Cheng, who was fighting with Wei Hua, showed an anxious expression on her face. Occasionally, she looked in the direction which Xiao Chen left in, waiting for him to return.

Yellow sand filled the air and dense smoke churned. When Xiao Chen saw both sides fighting each other at full power, he sighed to himself. This was the other party’s true strength.

No matter which side Xiao Chen went against, with such large forces, he would not be a match for them. From the very start of his cooperation with the Ghost Race, he had not received equal treatment.

If the Ghost Race wanted to bite the hand that fed them, there was no room for reason at all.

Xiao Chen had never liked this type of cooperation. He did not believe that there would be fairness between different levels of strength.

One had to take the initiative into their own hands. Only then would the dangers be worth braving.

Xiao Chen glanced towards the Departed Spirit Fruits and landed on the ground.

Then, he took out the puppet snake and entered it. Controlling the puppet snake, he burrowed into the ground and soon arrived below the Departed Spirit Flowers without anyone realizing it.

Normally, the Spirit Vein’s origin would be encased in a special layer of rock directly under the Departed Spirit Flower.

Xiao Chen sent out his Spiritual Sense to look around carefully. However, he found the Spirit Vein’s origin without having to spend too much time.

The puppet snake opened its jaws and swallowed up the Spirit Vein’s origin, which then rolled along its throat and entered the stomach to tumble into his hand; he obtained the Spirit Vein’s origin just like that.

The people fighting to the death aboveground would not be able to imagine this even in their dreams. Xiao Chen, who had lured the Black Flame Sovereign Snake away, had returned in secret and obtained the Peak Spirit Vein’s origin without having to spend much effort.

He had never believed that Qing Cheng would let him leave after he obtained the Spirit Vein’s origin, not just because of the value of the Spirit Vein but also because of the Death Throne. The latter was sufficient for them to attack him without needing any other reason.

A light flashed in Xiao Chen’s eyes. He was not in a rush to leave. Instead, he controlled the puppet snake to go upwards continuously. It burrowed higher and higher, rising nonstop.

“Bang!” Suddenly, the ground around the three Departed Spirit Flowers cracked. An enormous amount of dirt scattered into the sky. Even the three Departed Spirit Flowers flew into the air.

The black puppet snake moved very quickly. Before anyone could make a move to stop it, it swallowed the three Departed Spirit Flowers with a quick bite.

This scene shocked all the Ghost Race and Corpse Race cultivators, who were at a crucial moment of the battle. They could not help but stop what they were doing.

“Damn!”

In the next moment, when all the cultivators of the two races reacted, they cursed angrily. The Death Energy in their bodies surged up, and strong winds blew. It looked like all sorts of horrifying Martial Techniques would fall like rain on the puppet snake shortly.

“Do you still want the Departed Spirit Fruit? If you still want it, then all of you had better stop!”

Xiao Chen’s voice came from the puppet snake by means of the Dragon Tone Art. His message immediately stunned everyone into pausing.

Before all the cultivators’ shocked gazes, Xiao Chen emerged from the puppet snake’s mouth holding three Departed Spirit Flowers.

He looked around at the stunned crowd and smiled gently. The show was just getting started.

Xiao Chen had already plucked the two Departed Spirit Fruits and was fiddling around with them.

A formless Death Energy wafted out, and he frowned slightly, feeling some discomfort.

This sensation was mainly due to psychological reasons. With Xiao Chen’s protective Quintessence shield, the Death Energy would not be able to do him any real harm.

Down below, Qing Cheng, Ji Shizhan, and Bai Su rejoiced when they saw that Xiao Chen had returned. However, their expressions quickly changed. Something seemed wrong.

The Corpse Race’s Wang Can and Wei Hua had uncertain expressions as well. They did not know what Xiao Chen wanted to do.

“Xiao Chen, what are you trying to do? The Departed Spirit Fruit is useless to you, right? If you offend both the Ghost Race and Corpse Race together over the Departed Spirit Fruit, do you think you can run?” Wang Can said coldly, showing a sullen expression.

Standing on the puppet snake, Xiao Chen smiled and retorted, “Haha! It does not matter whether it is useful to me or not. More importantly, it is useful to you.”

Some rage flashed on the Ghost Race’s Qing Cheng’s fair and pretty face. She had not expected Xiao Chen to be so bold.

Not only did Xiao Chen snatch the Spirit Vein’s origin, but he even took the Departed Spirit Fruits in front of all the experts of the Corpse Race and Ghost Race.