Gou cultivates martial arts and seeks immortality in the world of cultivation.

Chapter 127 A Nest of Dragons

Faced with this terrifying attack, can the defensive formation still withstand it?
Especially the warriors standing at the front, all of them were pale-faced, and their eyes revealed an uncontrollable look of panic.

Once the defensive formation is broken, they will be the first to be hit. Faced with such a terrifying attack, how many people can survive?
Even a martial artist at the peak of the Innate Realm would be unable to withstand this attack, let alone those at the early or middle stages of the Innate Realm.

"You few bristling beasts, do you really think I can't do anything to you? Fellow disciples, you're in charge of maintaining the formation!"

At this critical moment, Tuoba Feng snorted coldly and quickly handed over control of the formation to several vice sect leaders.

He then formed a hand seal, and a small, exquisite, jet-black demonic blade flew out from his sleeve.

The demonic blade grew longer as it faced the wind, and a terrifying pressure that made people's hearts tremble instantly spread out, making everyone present feel as if a huge rock was pressing down on their hearts, giving rise to a sense of panic in the face of an irresistible existence.

"It's a magic weapon!"

Someone gasped in surprise.

Magic treasures are treasures that only Golden Core cultivators are qualified to control and activate.

Clearly, a certain True Person of the Demonic Sect has temporarily lent this treasure to Tuoba Feng as a trump card for this operation!

hum!
The demonic blade emitted a soul-stirring hum, transforming into an extremely condensed stream of pitch-black light that shot out through the air.

The stream of light suddenly unfolded in the air, transforming into a world-shaking blade of light that seemed capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart, and slammed fiercely into the giant "Azure Phoenix" phantom that had been fused together!
boom!
A deafening roar erupted, and the illusory "Azure Phoenix" trembled violently. After only a moment of stalemate, it was cleaved in two by the unparalleled blade light, collapsing into countless scattered energy points.

The demonic blade continued its relentless advance, like a deadly beam, slashing straight at one of the fiery phoenixes!
puff!

The fiery phoenix didn't even have time to put up a fight before it was cleanly and swiftly cut in two by the blade's edge, dying on the spot in the horrified gazes of the crowd!

This scene caused Lu Lin's pupils to suddenly contract.

The true strength of the Flaming Phoenix has already been fully demonstrated.

With its powerful bloodline and innate demonic arts, its strength is probably enough to suppress ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators at the peak of their cultivation. Only geniuses who have forged a high-quality Dao Foundation can contend with it.

But such a powerful being was so fragile and vulnerable in front of that demonic blade.

The gap between Foundation Establishment and Golden Core was far greater than he had imagined!

No wonder the five major sects were able to remain impregnable and rule the Yan Kingdom for ten thousand years, with a large number of warriors under their command, yet no one had ever been able to successfully rebel.

With a Golden Core cultivator in charge, any resistance would be futile, like throwing an egg against a rock.

Unless, one possesses the power to counter the Golden Core stage!

One of the fiery phoenixes was instantly killed, and the other four were so terrified that they no longer cared about their companion's corpse. They frantically flapped their wings and turned to flee.

Even the Flaming Phoenix, its leader, fled, and the remaining demonic beasts were utterly defeated, scattering and fleeing in disarray.

"Chase!"

Tuoba Feng sheathed his demonic blade, his face pale, and even his voice betrayed a hint of weakness.

Clearly, forcibly activating a magic weapon with only Foundation Establishment cultivation level would consume an enormous amount of his energy.

Otherwise, he would never have stood by and watched the other four priceless Flaming Phoenixes escape without unleashing a second strike.

With his cultivation level, being able to barely activate a magic weapon to launch an attack is already his limit!

"Kill!"

Taking advantage of an easy victory is precisely what the demonic sect cultivators excel at and are most passionate about. They immediately roared and activated various magical artifacts, flying out to give chase.

After chasing for dozens of miles and killing hundreds of demonic beasts along the way, the demonic cultivators finally stopped, still not satisfied, and regrouped around Tuoba Feng.

"The inner territory of Yanling is vast. If we continue to search for the inheritance aimlessly as we have before, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack. I have decided to divide our forces into three groups..."

Tuoba Feng began assigning tasks, directing some people to search the left flank and others to explore the right flank.

In the end, only a small number of people stayed behind with Tuoba Feng.

Lu Lin and Luo Siqing were among them.

"Everyone!"

At this moment, Tuoba Feng lowered his voice slightly, and a stack of papers appeared in his hand. With a casual wave of his hand, the papers split into several pages, which flew accurately towards Lu Lin and the others.

Lu Lin reached out and took it, and the moment his eyes fell on the pattern on the paper, he couldn't help but be shocked!
The drawing on the paper was a simple sketch: streams of water, like countless rivers flowing into the sea, converging towards a central point.

The pattern was almost identical to the one drawn on the map that Mu Yetong had given him!
Is it a coincidence? Or...

"This painting was personally drawn by the True Man Youxuan..."

Tuoba Feng began to explain to everyone via telepathic communication: "When the True Immortal searched Mu Yetong's soul, in addition to learning that the 'Martial Prodigy Inheritance' was located deep within Yanling, he also obtained this crucial diagram. This diagram points to the exact location where the 'Martial Prodigy Inheritance' is hidden! The other four major sects are unaware of this matter!"

"By searching according to this painting, you will surely be the first to find the 'Martial Prodigy Inheritance.' Remember, once found, you must find a way to make a copy of the inheritance and bring it back. Whoever succeeds will be richly rewarded by the sect!"

"What a good plan!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Lin immediately understood.

The Demon Sect's Youxuan Zhenren, despite having obtained more crucial information through soul searching, only claimed to know that "the Martial Saint's legacy is deep within the Yanling Mountains," without mentioning this vital map at all.

In this way, the power of the other four major sects can be used to jointly restrain the Yanling demon clan, while the Demon Sect can seize the initiative by relying on map information!

"Let's set off quickly, we don't have much time!"

Tuoba Feng waved his hand.

Without daring to delay, the group moved swiftly and disappeared into the dense forest.

“Junior Sister Luo, Liu Shenhong of the Qingping Sword Sect has his eye on you and is determined to get rid of you. It would be too dangerous for you to act alone. It would be safer for you to stay by my side.”

Just as Lu Lin and Luo Siqing were about to set off, Tuoba Feng stopped Luo Siqing.

Luo Siqing was taken aback upon hearing this, and glanced at Lu Lin almost imperceptibly.

"Immortal Master, take care!"

Lu Lin was quite decisive. He immediately clasped his hands in a salute, then flashed away and left alone.

Now that we've entered the inner Yanling Mountains, it's actually more convenient and comfortable to travel alone.

He concealed his aura as much as possible, moving through the forest like a ghost. Whenever he sensed the presence of a demonic beast ahead, he would try to detour in advance.

This place is fraught with danger. If you get into a fight with the monsters, you will easily attract more monsters to attack you.

If he were to provoke a being as powerful as the Flaming Phoenix, even with his current strength, he might not be able to escape unscathed. Although he was quite tempted by the demon blood of the great demon, it was best to play it safe for now.

As long as you can survive, anything is possible.

Half an hour later.

Lu Lin hid in the canopy of a large, leafy tree, his brows furrowed.

In the past half hour, he had not discovered any special terrain similar to "the convergence of ten thousand waters".

Such a blind search is indeed like looking for a needle in a haystack.

He did manage to collect a few medicinal herbs imbued with spiritual energy, and through the martial arts furnace, he regained decades of cultivation time, which was some consolation.

"Keep searching!"

He took a deep breath, exerted force with his legs, and shot out like an arrow, landing lightly on another large tree dozens of meters away.

In the blink of an eye, another half hour had passed.

"Huh? That's..."

Lu Lin abruptly stopped at the treetop, his sharp gaze fixed on a peculiar mountain peak in the distance.

This peak has a unique shape, resembling a giant elephant lying down, especially the drooping ridge, which looks like an elephant's trunk, making it even more lifelike.

"This...isn't this one of the markings on the map left by Mu Yetong?"

Lu Lin's eyes lit up, and he immediately took out the map to compare it.

There are very few markings on the map, just a handful, but one of them is a mountain peak shaped like an elephant!

With this iconic mountain as a reference point, and combined with the simple route on the map, Lu Lin easily determined his approximate location and the direction he was heading.

"Following the map, we will surely find the place where all streams converge!"

A surge of joy welled up in Lu Lin's heart, and without further hesitation, he immediately set off in the direction indicated by the map.

With a clear goal and route, he no longer wandered around like a headless fly, and his efficiency increased many times over.

In less than half an hour, he heard the sound of rushing water ahead, and the air became noticeably more humid.

Looking around, this area is characterized by continuous mountain ranges, overlapping peaks, and crisscrossing ravines.

Waterfalls cascade down like white ribbons, and streams and rivers, as if drawn by some invisible force, all rush in the same direction.

Lu Lin quickly climbed a high mountain peak and looked out into the distance.

Suddenly, a magnificent scene came into view.

At least a hundred streams of varying sizes meander from all directions, eventually flowing into a vast lake in the distance.

This scene is almost identical to what is depicted on the map and the portrait that Tuoba Feng distributed!
Could the legacy of the Martial Saint be hidden beneath this lake?

"Could a powerful demonic beast dwell in this lake?"

The moment this thought crossed Lu Lin's mind, the lake below suddenly began to churn violently without warning!

Wow!

With a tremendous splash, a colossal creature, entirely silver-white with four claws on its belly, burst through the water and soared into the air!
Flood dragon!

Xuanming Cold Dragon!

Lu Lin's eyes widened involuntarily, and then an overwhelming joy surged within him!

Deep within the Yanling Mountains, there are indeed other Xuanming Frost Dragons!

Unexpectedly, it was hidden in this lake!

Upon careful sensing, although the dragon's demonic aura was incredibly thick and its power overwhelming, its energy level was not at the third-tier demon king level, but rather at the second-tier level!

Don't miss out!

Lu Lin immediately composed himself and, without hesitation, activated the Martial Arts Furnace, frantically pouring his cultivation time into the "Mysterious Netherworld Cold Dragon Blood Qi Technique".

At the same time, he stared intently at the winding, spiraling silver dragon in the air, focusing all his energy on "comprehension of the divine."

This time, nothing unusual happened.

Clear prompts appeared on the martial arts furnace, showing that his understanding of the "God of the Mysterious Netherworld Cold Dragon" was gradually deepening.

Wow…

Just then, the lake surface churned violently once more. Then, to Lu Lin's astonishment, two more Xuanming Frost Dragons of similar size broke through the water and soared into the air!

The Xuanming Frost Dragon that dwells in this lake is not just one, but a whole nest!
Moreover, these three were all at the second rank, and their auras were no weaker than the five Flaming Phoenixes they had encountered before. In fact, due to their dragon bloodline, they were even slightly superior!
Three Xuanming Frost Dragons tumbled and coiled in the air, emitting deep and majestic dragon roars, seemingly communicating with each other, their emotions appearing somewhat agitated.

Lu Lin naturally couldn't understand the language of the dragon, but that didn't matter to him.

As time passed, the image of the "Mysterious Netherworld Cold Dragon" in his mind became clearer and more profound.

The process of "enlightenment" is ongoing.

After circling in the air for a while, the three dragons plunged into the lake and disappeared.

However, for Lu Lin, this brief observation was enough!
In his mind, the divine image of a dragon soaring into the sky, controlling the water, and roaring constantly echoed and solidified.

The journey to enlightenment continues!

Half an hour later.

After years of arduous study, you have finally comprehended the 'Divine Mysterious Netherworld Frost Dragon'.

Above the Martial Arts Furnace, a long-awaited notification slowly appeared.

Become!

Lu Lin was overjoyed and immediately retreated quietly, finding a very secluded mountain hollow nearby.

He sat down cross-legged and exchanged two "Martial Essence" without hesitation.

Next comes the crucial moment of condensing the "Mysterious Netherworld Cold Dragon Blood Qi"!

(End of this chapter)