I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 352 Blowing Up the Mine (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Shen Puning huddled in a corner of the mine, constantly breathing on her hands and rubbing them together.

She would glance back at the sleeping Shang Shixu every now and then, and then warily scan the outside of the mine tunnel.

The foreman lingered around the corner. She held her breath until the footsteps faded into the distance before she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why isn't Senior Brother Shang awake yet...?"

As Shen Puning was muttering to herself, she suddenly noticed a glint of silver light on the iron ring binding Shang Shixu's neck, which coiled around the ring like a serpent.

The runes on the iron ring twisted and melted in the silver flames, turning to ashes in an instant, but not a single burn mark was left on Shang Shixu's skin.

Shen Puning blinked in surprise, and Shang Shixu also suddenly opened his eyes at that moment, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

His long-suppressed true essence surged forth again, and even the dormant Wuxiang Gu awakened in his dantian, stretching its body.

A faint smile appeared on Shang Shixu's lips. The ice layer in the mine cracked open amidst a series of soft sounds, and dozens of small, ice-blue insects emerged from the cracks, fluttering their wings and flying toward Shen Puning's neck.

The moment the cool touch touched her skin, a layer of frost immediately formed on the surface of the iron ring around her neck. Although the binding force did not dissipate, Shen Puning felt a sense of relief throughout her body.

The silent tremors beneath the ice spread along the rock strata, heading towards the mines throughout Cold Crow Mountain.

Chu Qianji, still looking like a disheveled Taoist priest, leaned against the mountain wall and said to the burly Li Hanshan beside him, "Brother Hanshan, thank you so much for making up my share today. I really have no way to repay you."

Li Hanshan remained silent, focusing solely on mining. With each strike of his pickaxe, a large number of ice-blue flying insects suddenly burst forth from the cracks in the rock wall.

Chu Qianji, who was just panting from exhaustion, rushed forward and stood alone in front of Li Hanshan.

Unexpectedly, the insects did not harm them. Instead, they froze the iron rings binding their necks and arranged them into a line on the ground.

Chu Qianji's pupils trembled when he looked closer and saw clearly.

"Damn it, run!"

boom! ! !
A deafening explosion shook the earth and soared into the sky, tearing a rift in the snowy night of Cold Crow Mountain with eerie gray flames.

Hundreds of figures rushed out from different mines, including miners and supervisors, Shang Shixu and Shen Puning, Li Hanshan carrying Chu Qianji, and Su Chanyi and Cang Qingyue supporting each other.

Boom boom boom!
The mining area south of Crow Mountain collapsed amidst continuous explosions, and eerie gray flames burst forth, spreading along the mountain ridge like living things, causing even the rocks to hiss as they were corroded.

Before the snow waves could even pour down, they were licked clean by the gray flames. The gray flames transformed into a large swarm of fluttering, ghostly-faced moths, devouring everything in their path. They rolled and formed a wall of fire dozens of feet high, engulfing the mine's protective array from the outside in.

The great formation that could originally withstand even a peak Golden Core cultivator was now as fragile as paper, burned through by the gray flames.

"Put out the fire!"

The mine manager roared and made hand seals to draw water, but as soon as the water dragon touched the ash flames, it was like fuel meeting fire; the ash flames instantly shot up the water dragon and up the manager's body.

Amidst the piercing screams, the gray flames greedily devoured all the steward's true essence, causing the flames to surge.

Everything containing spiritual energy serves as nourishment for the Yin-Eroding Moth Flame. For the past month, Hong Li has been working day and night to seal the Yin-Eroding Moth Flame within the Exploding Pearl, which she just distributed to Hua Gu, Zhen Shan, and Duan Jin.

Seeing the Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Northern Xuan region who were imprisoned in the southern mining area running out of the mine, the three Golden Core cultivators who were handing over the goods at the warehouse door immediately realized that the people from the Northern Xuan region had taken the bait!

"Trying to save them? No way! Activate the command token!"

The young male cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core realm immediately took out a bronze token. Shang Shixu had previously thought that the token would be in the hands of the middle-aged man in the middle stage of the Golden Core realm.

The ground beneath their feet rippled with a yellowish-brown color, and Jiang Yi, dressed like a Xuanjia soldier, suddenly appeared in front of them.

Thirteen golden needles with red threads shot out, aiming straight for the face of the early-stage Golden Core cultivator holding the bronze token.

The cultivator's protective aura was torn apart by the golden needles as thin as paper. The needle tips flashed with a cold light, fast as thunder yet silent, truly worthy of being the most difficult needle-type magic weapon to defend against.

The golden needles pierced his major acupoints in an instant, with three of them even piercing straight through his brow and deeply penetrating his sea of ​​consciousness.

The cultivator's eyes bulged out, his sea of ​​consciousness felt as if it were being devoured by thousands of ants, and his true essence stagnated under the intense pain in his soul, leaving his body stiff and unable to move like a puppet.

Jiang Yi was overwhelmed by the powerful divine sense nurtured by the Sleeping Immortal Technique, which was like a raging tide. With a divine sense advantage several times that of the opponent, he killed with a single thought using the golden needle!

The cultivator opened his eyes in astonishment, and the golden core in his dantian trembled uncontrollably and self-destructed!
boom!
Everything happened in an instant. Before the spiritual light from the Golden Core's explosion could even burst forth, Jiang Yi had already transformed his Xuan Qi and vanished without a trace.

The other two Golden Core cultivators fled in panic, as the violent power of their self-destructed Golden Cores slammed into them.

The bronze token that controlled the life and death of Foundation Establishment cultivators in the Northern Profound Realm shattered into dust in the self-destruction. In an instant, the iron rings binding everyone's necks broke, and their suppressed true essence began to boil again.

The Northern Xuan cultivators in the southern mining area scattered and fled without hesitation. Around the mine, the ashes were still burning fiercely, and thick smoke billowed, obscuring most of the sky.

Upon seeing this, the ordinary miners who were working in the mine also dropped their tools and fled in the chaos.

The scene instantly descended into chaos, with figures fleeing everywhere.

The two Golden Core cultivators escaped from the center of the explosion in a disheveled state. Upon seeing the situation, their faces turned ashen, and their eyes blazed with fury.

"Disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect, listen to my command! Immediately pursue the Northern Xuan cultivators and kill them without mercy, leaving no one alive!"

The disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect, wielding magical weapons, gave chase with murderous intent.

Cang Qingyue and Su Chanyi had just broken free from their restraints, and their true essence had not yet fully recovered, so they moved slowly and were quickly overtaken by several guarding disciples.

"you go first!"

Cang Qingyue suddenly pushed Su Chanyi aside and stood in front of her.

Just as the Tai Xuan Sect disciples' magical weapons were about to strike, a black shadow suddenly appeared, slashing with a long sword and directly knocking away the magical weapons of those guarding disciples!

Cang Qingyue and Su Chanyi looked up in astonishment and saw a puppet warrior covered in black armor standing firmly in front of them, exuding a chilling killing intent.

A large black shadow fell from above, and when they looked up, their pupils contracted sharply.

Above the mine, countless Xuanjia soldiers covered the sky like dark clouds, forming a dark battle formation. Each soldier held a long sword, exuding a cold and murderous aura.

Chu Qianji, who was hiding behind Li Hanshan, was stunned. "My God, how many spirit stones must that be!"

Rumbling--

Thunderclouds churned in the sky, obscuring the sun and covering the mining area, while countless ice spikes poured down like a torrential rain!

Those ice spikes were wrapped in bone-crushing gales, moving as fast as lightning. The moment they landed, they exploded into a surge of lightning, unleashing an astonishing impact!
The disciples guarding the Tai Xuan Sect had no time to dodge and were instantly blasted into pieces. Their bodies were charred and paralyzed by lightning, and torn to pieces by the bone-shattering wind. Screams of agony rose and fell.

This is Hua Gu's new ability after fusing various low-level spells this year.

"It's Senior Sister Jiang's Lan Yao!"

Cang Qingyue almost burst into tears of joy. The memory of fighting the demonic tide with Jiang Yi in the North Sea flashed through her mind. Back then, as long as Senior Sister Jiang was there, they could get through any dangerous situation safely.

Jiang Yi's appearance gave Cang Qingyue immense courage and confidence. She quickly grabbed Su Chanyi and, taking advantage of the chaos, fled rapidly into the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

Upon seeing this, the two Golden Core cultivators wanted to give chase, but suddenly countless green bamboos sprouted from their bodies, turning into a bamboo forest in the blink of an eye.

As golden leaves fluttered in the rain, a young swordsman wearing a straw hat and wielding a crimson longsword charged towards the two.

At the same time, immediately after the incident at the mine, several Nascent Soul level escape lights broke through the air from the direction of the Tai Xuan Sect, but suddenly stopped when they approached Cold Crow Mountain.

Suddenly, crimson flames tore through the night sky, the blinding firelight stretching across the long night like an insurmountable chasm, splitting the entire sky in two.

Those streaks of light were struck as if by lightning, instantly blasted back a hundred feet.

In the firelight, a towering figure, whose face was obscured, stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering like fire.

"Xia Changying, the Zhu Mingzong of Beixuan, is here!"

The sound was like a booming bell, shaking the mountains.

"Anyone who crosses the line even half a step will die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fiery streams transformed into countless crimson streaks, illuminating the night sky like a purgatory and igniting all the clouds within a hundred miles, unleashing a terrifying pressure that swept in all directions.

Several Nascent Soul cultivators were shocked, never expecting that the one blocking their way was actually a Deity Transformation cultivator!
Jiang Yunye really wanted to say that although he wasn't evil enough to kill indiscriminately, he certainly wasn't perfect either.

Sometimes doing small, mischievous things, like throwing mud at someone you dislike, is immoral, but it's really fun, hahaha!

　I'm currently out of town and unable to update further. See you tomorrow!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)