Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

Chapter 1280: Chapter 14: Perilous Marshlands

”The Yin Yang Sect also has masters arriving, namely Duanmu Jin.”

”The Princely Heir of the Great Qin Empire, Ying Dongfang, will also arrive!”

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Another cultivator said.

Many people are waiting for them; the identities of the four arriving individuals are extraordinary. Despite these four only cultivating for over a thousand years, they have all successively broken through the Reincarnation Realm.

They can be considered outstanding representatives of the middle generation.

Lin Feng stood at a distance, not flaunting himself. Currently, Lin Feng appeared as a scholar cultivator; his Great Transformation Skill was marvelous, with no one able to detect the subtleties.

In the distance, Immortal Light spiraled, and more than a dozen figures flew over, eventually landing.

Leading was a woman in a white palace gown, her face veiled, making it impossible to discern her looks, but her graceful and alluring figure immediately indicated she was a stunning beauty.

”The Eldest Princess of the Great Shang Empire, Si Anzhi,” upon seeing the woman, a cultivator immediately exclaimed.

Princess Anzhi was regarded as the Heavenly Goddess on the Central Province, being one of its top ten beauties. Coupled with her status as the Eldest Princess of the Great Shang Empire, she had countless admirers.

However, Si Anzhi had never had any scandalous rumors with any man, maintaining her purity.

Rumor has it that several top heirs from Ancient Families proposed marriage to the Great Shang Empire, but Si Anzhi rejected them.

Si Anzhi once said that only a man who is the Sovereign qualifies to marry her.

With Dukes ruling over the Heavenly Martial Continent, how could anyone be the Sovereign of the world?

Thus, Si Anzhi meant she wouldn’t marry anyone.

There were also rumors suggesting Si Anzhi refrained from marrying because she aspired to become a female emperor.

Notably, if Si Anzhi were to marry, she’d lose her inheritance status.

Yet, if Si Anzhi remains unmarried, she continues to be the Eldest Princess of the Great Shang Empire, retaining inheritance rights along with other Princes and Princesses.

Although, as a woman, despite having rights to the throne, becoming the heir was clearly much more challenging compared to her Prince brothers.

Si Anzhi’s sole advantage is that her Prince brothers are incompetent; none of the dozen Princes has succeeded, even falling short compared to some Princes’ sons.

Hence, Si Anzhi still has a chance.

Shortly after the arrival of Si Anzhi and her companions, a second wave of cultivators arrived, around twenty people, led by a cultivator appearing around thirty years old.

”Earth Master Lineage! Xue Muyang!”

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Many were shocked, clearly not expecting the master of the Earth Master Lineage to be this person. Xue Muyang had spent 1400 years on cultivation, having been in the Reincarnation Realm for over a hundred years, in addition to being the heir of the Earth Master Lineage. His capabilities were profound, deeply valued by several ancestors of the Earth Master Lineage, possibly enabling him to wield major power in the future.

After Xue Muyang arrived.

The Yin Yang Sect and Great Qin Empire cultivators also successively came forth.

Duanmu Jin’s identity from the Yin Yang Sect was astonishing, for his ancestor was one of the Yin Yang Three Elders.

Duanmu Jin, himself, had only cultivated for eleven hundred years, yet he was also of the Reincarnation Realm cultivation.

The Princely Heir of the Great Qin Empire, Ying Dongfang, was the dear nephew of the human emperor of the Great Qin Empire.

Of noble status.

With the arrival of mighty figures from four sides, they recognized each other, exchanged greetings, and then over a thousand people ventured into the marshland. Such a gathering of masters intimidated even the ordinary fierce beasts from emerging.

Thus, the journey initially carried some alerts yet proceeded relatively smoothly until three days later. The group passed through a forest in the marshland where the miasma was extremely dense.

Flying over the forest, anguished cries incessantly echoed.

Afterward, one by one, cultivators plummeted from mid-air.

When they landed in the marshland, they succumbed to the poison and died.

”The miasma here doesn’t seem right; it’s the poison of corpse miasma. There must be decayed corpses below, let’s leave quickly,” Lin Feng said sombrely.

”Oh? The poison of corpse miasma?” Upon hearing Lin Feng’s words, Si Anzhi looked at Lin Feng with surprise and asked, ”Such potent corpse miasma, does it mean the corpses below are formidable?”

Lin Feng slightly furrowed his brow.

He suspected Si Anzhi might want to dig out the corpses below, but this wasn’t what Lin Feng wished to see; he merely wanted to leave this place quickly to search for the Origin Dao Fruit.

”Brat, we’re asking you a question, didn’t you hear?” Xue Muyang looked coldly at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng’s brows slightly raised, unhappy with Xue Muyang’s arrogant attitude.

Suppressing a hint of anger, he replied, ”Corpse rot would indeed create toxic corpse miasma; no matter how formidable the corpses might have been, they’re of no value now.”

Xue Muyang retorted, ”Dig them out naturally has its uses; perhaps, we might find some astonishing treasures.”

”Down there, dig!”

Many cultivators excitedly shouted.

Even the cultivators from the Four Great Forces participated.

Lin Feng advised, ”Places like these easily feature strange events; I suggest everyone stop to prevent any dreadful occurrences.”

”If you don’t want to dig, then get lost, don’t obstruct others,” Xue Muyang said coldly.

”You...” Lin Feng’s gaze turned icy, wanting to retort, but a middle-aged cultivator restrained him.

”Don’t be upset, young friend, we shouldn’t argue with Xue Muyang. Such people are not to be trifled with,” the middle-aged cultivator advised.

Lin Feng nodded with a sullen expression, sensing an abnormality about this marshland, thus traveling alongside so many cultivators through it. Now wasn’t the time to face off with Xue Muyang.

Lin Feng flew into the distance, soaring over a thousand meters, observing from afar.

”Father, should we not dig as well?” a young cultivator asked the middle-aged man.

”Yeah, uncle, if we don’t dig now, the good stuff might be snatched away,” another young cultivator added.

This party of over ten individuals originated from a small family; the middle-aged cultivator was at the Eighth Layer Heaven of the Creation Realm, not particularly powerful, and had ventured into the marshland seeking a crucial Spiritual Medicine.

Their family’s ancestor was poisoned by fire poison, requiring the Spiritual Medicine for salvation.

”We came for the Ice God Grass, let’s not vie for other treasures!” the middle-aged cultivator declared.

”Alright...” Though reluctant, the family’s young members nodded, not daring to defy the middle-aged man’s direction.

These individuals flocked to Lin Feng’s side. After exchanging greetings, Lin Feng learned the middle-aged cultivator’s name was Wuu Yong, while Lin Feng introduced himself using the guise of ’Lin Qing’.

”They’ve dug up a corpse—a storage ring; it actually has a storage ring.”

”I found one too...”

”So many corpses, all with storage rings.”

Many cried out in delight, reaching to pluck the storage rings off the decayed corpses.

But at this moment, corpses dormant unknown years suddenly opened their eyes uniformly.

Thud! Thud!

The corpses extended sharp claws, instantly piercing the chests of numerous cultivators.

Ah!

Many issued incredibly bitter screams, witnessing the ”corpses” extracting their hearts.

”How could this be?” numerous cultivators exclaimed in disbelief, promptly perishing, tragically dying on the spot.