Chapter 2449 - 809: Yellow Springs Flood Dragon, Thunderstrike Fusang Wood!
Liang Country battlefield.
Several Nascent Soul Immortals from Liang Country were stunned to hear that a Late Stage Core Formation Great Cultivator of the Seven Killings Sect was ambushed and slain by several Initial and Middle Stage cultivators from Yue Country.
They found this matter too absurd and outrageous.
However, the source of the information was very reliable, making them believe that such news was not false. Some immediately went to verify this with the cultivators from the Seven Killings Sect of Yuan Country.
“Absolutely impossible!”
A Nascent Soul Immortal of the Seven Killings Sect sneered upon hearing this news.
He didn’t believe that an elder of his own sect could be killed by the joint efforts of several Initial and Middle Stage Core Formation cultivators.
In a head-on confrontation, their Seven Killings Sect might not match many war cultivators.
But when it comes to assassination and escape, their Seven Killings Sect is absolutely confident!
“This matter must be false information from Yue Country, attempting to boost their morale!”
The Nascent Soul Immortal of the Seven Killings Sect said coldly, his tone tinged with anger.
They had just entered the Liangyue War, wanting to claim a share of the spoils.
Yet before establishing any military merits or prestige, they had an elder at the Late Stage Core Formation slain, turning the entire Seven Killings Sect into a laughingstock, ridiculed by other forces.
He immediately contacted the elder to prove it was a rumor.
However, before the elder could respond, he received a letter from the sect, inquiring what had befallen “Elder Jie Ying” and why he had perished outside.
In an instant, the upper echelons of the Seven Killings Sect present at the Liang Country battlefield were stunned and shocked.
No one expected that this news was not a rumor; their elder was truly in trouble.
“What impressive Heavenly Talisman Couple, Lu Qingshan of the Jinyang Sect, and Chu Qingyi of the Qingyun Sect!”
These high-level members of the Seven Killings Sect were all cold-faced, filled with murderous intent, suspecting that Yue Country was deliberately targeting their Seven Killings Sect’s reputation in Liang Country to sow discord with other forces in Yuan Country.
Thus attributing this military achievement to Lu Changsheng and others to humiliate the Seven Killings Sect.
However, the Seven Killings Sect has always followed the principle of retribution.
Since the other party dares to humiliate the Seven Killings Sect in such a way, they must be prepared to bear the consequences!
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Beast God Mountain, Nether Moon Peak.
“Heavenly Talisman Lu Family, Changsheng True Master?”
A woman wearing a purple chest band and short skirt, with a tall, captivating figure and a wild charm heard recent battlefield intelligence, raising her purple eyebrows slightly, as if she’d heard this name before.
She thought for a moment, recalling a piece of information she had obtained years ago.
The Lu Family of Jiang Country, suspected to own a Nether Moon Wolf with ancestral bloodline.
For this, she had sent her trusted aide, Ying’er, to investigate the situation.
However, the trusted aide never returned and has been in a state of life-and-death crisis.
If not for the intense warfare between Liang and Yue Countries, she would have personally resolved the matter long ago.
Now hearing about Changsheng True Master and Miao Ge True Man, she lightly licked her thin lips, her cheeks filled with an arresting aggressiveness and beauty.
She believes her trusted aide’s precarious situation is likely related to this Changsheng True Master, potentially falling into his hands.
This is her intuition, the Heavenly Wolf intuition!
And her intuition has always been very keen!
However, she has no time to care about these trivial matters now; there are more important things waiting for her attention.
And that is — to break through to Nascent Soul!
They at Beast God Mountain initiated this war, unwilling to cease hostilities; is it merely for seizing some resources from Yue Country?
Under the purple short skirt of the Nether Moon Saintess, her beautifully sleek, powerfully attractive legs lightly stepped, darting towards the forbidden area of Beast God Mountain’s rear mountain.
“You Yue, you’ve arrived.”
Outside the valley, a tall, youthful man with a well-built bare upper body, chiseled face, and two knotted dragon horns called joyfully to the Nether Moon Saintess, his pale amber eyes filled with admiration.
“Yellow Springs.”
The Nether Moon Saintess paused, her face as calm as water as she nodded at him before proceeding directly into the valley.
Called “Yellow Springs,” the Flood Dragon Saint Son wasn’t concerned about her indifferent attitude at all.
Gazing at her elegant, stunning figure, her cloak-like dark purple hair, and her long, beautiful white jade legs, his heart filled with admiration and love, his pulse racing uncontrollably.
Thinking that if he successfully breaks through to Nascent Soul, he would be able to become a Dao Companion with the Nether Moon Saintess, his heart trembled with excitement.
Recalling his early days as merely a chore disciple at Beast God Mountain,
he accidentally merged with the soul remnant of a True Spirit Level Yellow Springs Flood Dragon, climbing step by step to become the first Saint Heir of Beast God Mountain!
Although centuries have passed, he no longer knows if he’s the soul remnant of the Yellow Springs Flood Dragon or the former chore disciple.
But he will never forget the stunning glimpse of the Nether Moon Saintess he saw while feeding the scale horses!
He loves her, eternally, and is even willing to offer everything for her.
Thus, facing others, the Flood Dragon Saint Son displays a ruthless and domineering side.
Only facing the Nether Moon Saintess, does he regard her with the same care and deep affection as a former chore disciple.
The two arrived one after another at the valley’s depths.
Before them was a blood pool like an abyss, its blood aura soaring, heart-palpitating.
At the center of the blood pool stood a stone pillar altar, upon which a figure sat cross-legged, engulfed in blood flames.
“Greetings, Lord Upper Envoy, we have prepared.”
Seeing the elder on the altar, the Nether Moon Saintess and Flood Dragon Saint Son immediately bowed respectfully.
“Then go inside if you’re ready.”
The elder lightly raised his head, opening his deep eyes ablaze with blood flames, looking at the two and speaking in a hoarse voice.
Upon hearing this, the two didn’t hesitate at all. One, surrounded by the phantom of a wolf soul, his qi mechanism surging, his body covered in fragmented dark light and faint purple patterns, entered the Abyss Blood Pool;