Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 512 Poison Dragon Swamp

The exchange with the Qingqiu Mountain lineage was very successful, even more so than Gu Zhao had anticipated.

Bai Ke also met her grandmother.

After spending two days as a guest at Qingqiu Mountain, Gu Zhao left Xiu Niang and Bai Ke to stay there temporarily. He then led several old Taoist priests to Mo He Shen Jun's cave to deal with the demonic realm that Mo He Shen Jun had created.

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The mountains of southern Xinjiang, the Poison Dragon Marsh.

Legend has it that this swamp was originally called Emerald Lake. The lake water was so clear that it reflected the surrounding scenery, resembling the shape of jade, hence the name.

But one day, a divine dragon from the East Sea and a poisonous insect from the South fought a great battle here. The battle caused the sun and moon to change color, the earth to collapse and mountains to crumble, all living things to disappear, and poisonous fire to surge up from the earth's veins. In the end, they both perished.

Over the years, the dragon's power and poisonous gas merged, and the dragon's flesh and insect corpses became mixed together. The lingering residual dragon's might and poisonous gas enveloped an area of ​​eight hundred miles, turning this place into a poisonous swamp, filled with miasma, and forbidden to any living creature.

"This is the lair of Lord Mohe."

"The rumor is wrong. It was not that the Eastern Sea Dragon and the Southern Frontier Poisonous Insect both perished. Rather, the Six-Headed Divine Lord killed a dragon, filled the lake with its corpse, and used the poisonous gas to create this Poisonous Dragon Swamp."

"Not all dragons are experts like the Myriad Spirits Dragon King, but the Six-Headed Divine Lord is truly powerful."

"So I'm actually quite curious, what grudge or hatred could make the Six-Headed Divine Lord, who is about to ascend, risk his life to go and start a war with the Heavenly Fox Ancestor?"

"I don't know, even the Celestial Fox Ancestor doesn't know."

The group arrived at the Poison Dragon Swamp, exploring with their divine senses while chatting casually.

A hundred years ago, in a great battle, the Six-Headed Divine Lord was seriously injured and killed. The Heavenly Fox Ancestor has been in seclusion ever since, and apart from occasionally communicating with Bai Qianzhu through divine sense, he has never come out of seclusion.

"found it!"

Master Yuanhe cultivates the Pure Yang Dao and is most skilled at refining demons; his sensitivity to demonic energy is second only to Gu Zhao.

The group split up to search, and he was the first to find the destination.

Gu Zhao appeared above a seemingly ordinary swamp with four old Taoist priests.

Below, a layer of muddy grass was laid out, and scattered on the ground were a few strange trees. They were not spiritual plants, but they emitted a faint poisonous gas, obviously having been assimilated by the poisonous mist and miasma of the Poison Dragon Swamp.

At the same time, everyone could clearly see that not only the mud and grass mats, but also the land and trees were slowly moving.

Everyone sensed a faint demonic aura emanating from underground.

"The underground is full of swamp silt, and there is also groundwater flowing. These grass mats, soil, rocks, and trees are all above the swamp, so there must be another world underground."

"Let's go down and take a look."

All five were highly accomplished cultivators, protected by their true qi, who descended from the sky and disappeared into the swamp.

As everyone expected, the surface of the Poison Dragon Swamp was indeed covered with mud and grass, and filled with poisonous gas, but there was flowing water underground, so the environment was actually much better than the surface.

However, the Poison Dragon Swamp is also very deep. The so-called surface silt is actually two or three hundred feet deep, and the entire Poison Dragon Swamp is six or seven hundred feet deep.

The group quickly passed through the silt layer and arrived at the underground lake water layer.

Then they saw a row of buildings at the bottom of the lake.

It wasn't a luxurious and exquisite palace like the Bijingjing Bishui Palace, but rather a rougher-looking, somewhat eerie stone building.

Judging by its appearance alone, it can even be identified as resembling a spider, scorpion, snake, or toad.

"This is actually the cave dwelling of the Six-Headed Divine Lord."

"However, after the death of the Six-Headed Divine Lord, his six disciples were at odds, so this place was naturally occupied by the most powerful Divine Lord Mohe."

"The demonic energy is emanating from the central stone hall that resembles a spider."

"That might be the entrance to the underground demon realm."

From the Netherfire Cult to Ink Lake, and then to the Cloud Heaven Divine Palace, those who cultivate demonic arts all create demonic domains beneath the earth's veins, nourishing their demonic energy with the earth's energy, the energy of living beings, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, thus evolving their demonic domains. In this way, the demonic domains can slowly expand without the notice of powerful experts.

Once the demonic domain beneath the earth's veins expands to a certain extent, it will be suddenly detonated. According to the demonic domains that the Netherfire Cult Master, Ink Lake Ink Dragon, and Cloud Heaven God Master created at that time, it would be enough to cover thousands of miles of land and sky.

With multiple outbreaks, the world will become a demon realm, and with the birth of a demon ancestor who stirs up the winds and clouds, it's possible that the world could truly be transformed into a demon realm, turning the entire world into a demon world.

The group followed the lake to the palace entrance, where the demonic energy emanating from it grew increasingly intense.

Stepping into the main hall, the interior was indeed as rough as the exterior. The hall was basically built from large slabs of lakebed stone, with stone pillars and beams that had clearly not been carefully polished. Apart from some stone tables and benches, there were hardly any household items.

In the center of the main hall sits a sculpture that is as tall as three people.

"spider."

"Six-faced spider".

"This should be the true form of the Six-Headed Divine Lord."

The spider sculpture is three meters tall, with eight long legs spread out in all directions, and six human faces squeezed together at the head.

A boy and a girl, a middle-aged man and a woman, and an elderly couple.

Playfulness, crying, anger, shyness, kindness, despair.

The six heads opened their mouths, spewing out poisonous gases of red, yellow, green, blue, purple, and black, each carrying the intent to devour blood, consume vital energy, rot bones, and erode the spirit.

At the same time, wisps of demonic energy were squeezed out from the cracks in the base of the spider sculpture.

"There is a seal on the base."

"The demonic energy was being squeezed out continuously."

"It is evident that a demonic realm has been formed within the earth's veins, and it is quite dense."

Gu Zhao formed a hand seal, released a stream of true qi, and merged it into the base to seal it.

"Buzz!"

The base seal surged, and then an aura mixed with six kinds of poisonous gas rose along the true qi, directly attacking Gu Zhao.

Gu Zhao's fingers clenched slightly, and a bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air. The purple-gold lightning flashed and disappeared in an instant, breaking through the attack and decomposing the six kinds of poison gas.

"Crackling——"

A burst of lightning flashed in the air, generating electricity in the void. It looked like ordinary static electricity, but the aura it spread out was so powerful that even the nearest Daoist Qingwei took a step back.

"Is this a seal placed by the Six-Headed Divine Lord?" Daoist Qingwei couldn't help but ask.

“Not bad.” Gu Zhao nodded, then changed his hand seals again, and a faint lightning bolt merged into the base. For a moment, the lightning flashed, actually forming a standoff with the base’s seal.

"As expected of the Six-Headed Divine Lord, the restriction left behind a hundred years ago is without origin or source, yet it was able to stand against the sect leader for a long time," Daoist Yuanhe praised.

Unfortunately, the Heavenly Fox lineage of Qingqiu Mountain and Ye Ruyan and others were not present, otherwise they would have been amazed that Gu Zhao could so easily block the counterattack left by the Six-Headed Divine Lord with his ten thousand years of cultivation.

It can only be said that different perspectives and different viewpoints lead to completely different perceptions.

Not long after Master Yuanhe began to praise them, the group heard a soft sound and a thick cloud of poisonous gas suddenly wafted out.

Gu Zhao reached out and grabbed, and the endless poisonous gas entered his palm, condensing into a six-colored pill.

The next moment, dense demonic energy surged out from the cracks in the base.

However, before the group could enter the underground demon cave, a voice came from outside.

"Senior Brother, I'm here! Get out here!"

(End of this chapter)