Mortal: I am the young sect master of the Thousand Illusions Sect

Chapter 92 Mo Jiao

Su Mixin gazed at the boundless forest of poisonous mushrooms before her, her eyes swirling with dark emotions, her heart heavy.

This woodland is overgrown with giant poisonous mushrooms, their branches intertwined, making it impossible to explore deep within on a golden-feathered vehicle.

The level 5 Golden Feathered Eagle is enormous, and with its wings spread out, it is impossible for it to navigate through the densely packed mushrooms. It is extremely easy for it to touch the scattered poisonous fungal powder or even the huge mushroom itself.

After careful consideration, the only feasible option is to rely on one's own escape techniques to traverse the area.

The entire forest was covered in green and purple poisonous fungus powder, and there were only two choices ahead.

The first method involves activating magical power to maintain a protective aura, blocking the green fungal powder that can directly invade the body from the surface. This allows the user to avoid the giant purple poisonous mushroom and escape under the cap of the green mushroom.

The purple fungal powder can erode a cultivator's magical power. Once it touches the protective spiritual light, it can instantly dissolve the spiritual light barrier, and then the cultivator will be unable to resist the green fungal powder.

The second option is to travel beneath the giant purple mushroom cap. The concentration of purple mushroom powder here is extremely high; if you activate your protective aura, it will instantly disintegrate, so you have no choice but to abandon the barrier.

However, the airspace around the purple mushroom will still be filled with scattered green fungal powder, which will quickly invade the body and cause poisoning if it comes into contact with the skin.

Even more dangerous is that if a large amount of purple fungus powder is attached to the body, the cultivator's magic power will be completely sealed and unable to leave the body in the event of a sudden ambush by a monster or an unexpected change in the secret realm, which will lead to a dead end.

After weighing the pros and cons, only the first option is safe and feasible.

Su Mixin scanned the World Ring on her right finger with her spiritual sense and said in a deep voice, "Feng Hou, use the information detected by the Marauder's Map to plan a route for me. We should travel along the area covered by the green mushroom caps and try to avoid the purple mushrooms."

Feng Hou immediately responded, "Yes, Master."

On the eve of his departure, Su Mixin pondered for a moment, then raised her hand and summoned several Gold-Eating Insects from her World Ring, instructing the swarm to devour the two-colored poisonous mushrooms.

In a short while, the gold-eating beetles had feasted on the two-colored mushrooms and their powder. Instead of showing any signs of poisoning or lethargy, they became even more agile and energetic, flapping their wings and turning back.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a gold-devouring worm that can devour anything.

A hint of regret flashed across Su Mixin's eyes. At present, the number of insect swarms under her command was too small. If the number of insect swarms were large enough, she could imitate Han Laomo in the original work and use the Insect Armor Technique to cover her whole body with Gold-Eating Insects. At that time, she could roam the entire Poisonous Mushroom Forest as if it were empty, and she would not be afraid of any kind of poisonous miasma.

With the wind blowing, Su Mixin controlled the route and corrected her position in real time. She activated her sword energy, condensing it into a layer of dazzling golden protective spiritual light shield, which then transformed into a brilliant golden escape light as she plunged into the poisonous mushroom forest.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, deep within the poisonous mushroom forest.

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Su Mixin stood quietly at the base of a towering green mushroom, her right hand forming a hand seal, her fingertips flashing with sword magic. Not far away, a giant lizard-like monster with festering skin and pus and blood flowing everywhere had its neck severed by a condensed pure white sword light. Its massive head rolled to the ground, spreading a foul stench.

He stepped forward slowly, suppressing the nausea surging in his heart, raised his hand and summoned the Demon Refining Pot. With a wisp of spiritual light, he collected the enormous corpse of the pus-skinned lizard into the pot and refined it.

Since entering this poisonous mushroom forest, these pus-skinned lizards have been the most common monsters.

They feed on green poisonous mushrooms, their bodies are filled with potent toxins, their skin and flesh rot and ooze pus, and they reek of a foul stench. Every one they encounter has a cultivation level of three to four, and they are fierce in combat.

In order not to waste these demon essence liquids and demon soul pills, Su Mixin would always use her ultimate sword technique whenever she encountered this beast, and fight it quickly without prolonging the battle.

This poisonous mushroom forest is far more vast than imagined. Even though Su Mixin is extremely fast and Feng Hou relies on the live map to adjust her direction and avoid dangerous areas, she has traveled nearly 100,000 miles in seven days, yet she still has not been able to reach the edge of the forest.

Su Mixin looked up at the giant mushroom umbrellas overhead that blocked out the sun, and guessed that this place was not simply located deep underground on the Abyss Island, but was likely an independent giant secret realm.

Having made up her mind, Su Mixin didn't delay any longer. She continued to maintain the protective aura around her body and transformed into a beam of light, continuing to fly forward along the predetermined route.

After traveling for a while, Feng Hou's voice rang in his ears through his divine sense: "Master, the liveness map has detected a level six black dragon ahead, which has just appeared within the monitoring range of the liveness map."

Ink Dragon?

Su Mi's eyes flickered slightly, but without the slightest hesitation, she maintained her original direction of escape and headed straight for the location of the black dragon ahead.

In the heart of this forest, giant mushrooms are piled up and crisscrossed, their caps blocking straight paths. Many sections are only wide enough for one person to pass at low altitude, making it impossible to move forward at full speed. In addition, one must constantly avoid the highly corrosive purple fungal powder, which slows down the speed of movement.

After navigating a winding path, avoiding clusters of purple mushrooms and crisscrossing, thick mushroom stems that blocked the way, it took nearly an hour to finally reach the location marked on the liveness map.

Amidst a cluster of giant, two-colored mushrooms, a black dragon, nearly eight zhang long and covered in jet-black scales, lay on the ground of the mushroom forest, devouring the flesh of a level four pus-skinned lizard. Its fangs tore through the beast's flesh, scattering bits of meat across the mushroom surface, while the surrounding mushroom powder was whipped up by the force of their battle.

Sensing Su Mixin's presence, the black dragon immediately stopped eating, abandoned its prey, and raised its head to let out a violent roar.

The roar shook the surrounding giant mushroom caps, causing them to shed mushroom powder in a flurry, and purple-green dust filled the air. The fierce pressure of the level six dragon was overwhelming, making the surrounding air slightly stagnant.

Seeing this, Su Mixin raised her eyebrows slightly. This black dragon really wasn't picky about food; it even dared to eat such a disgusting creature as the pus-skinned lizard.

The black dragon had thick limbs, sharp claws, and a matte black luster like iron. Its fangs were exposed on its lower jaw, and its skin and flesh were covered with a strong, fishy, ​​and poisonous aura. Before Su Mixin could take the initiative to make a move, it had already kicked off the hard mushroom root rock and soil and pounced straight into the air.

Su Mixin chuckled, "Heh," and a thin layer of shimmering white mist enveloped her.

In just a few breaths, the black dragon approached Su Mixin. It raised its right claw, gathered its strength, and slashed down fiercely. The claw wind tore through the mist and struck Su Mixin's crown with a powerful force that was enough to shatter metal.

The black dragon slammed down with its claw with all its might, but the expected heavy impact of physical collision did not occur. Instead, Su Mixin's figure suddenly turned into a wisp of shimmering white mist, which dispersed with the wind and vanished into the floating fungal powder in an instant.

The dragon's attack missed, and its massive body paused in mid-air. Before it could turn around, golden spiritual light rippled slightly not far to its side, and Su Mixin's true form appeared between two giant mushroom shadows.

A pure white Frostsword hovered silently above his right shoulder. He rapidly formed sword incantations with both hands, and the sword energy within his body surged forth. The sword's light and shadow instantly expanded dozens of times, and a majestic and heavy sword shadow took shape in mid-air, carrying immense force as it crashed down on the body of the Ink Dragon.

With a deafening roar, the massive sword shadow slammed into the black, hard scales of the Ink Dragon. The violent collision sent sparks flying everywhere, and several thick scales, unable to withstand the immense force, shattered on the spot, scattering dark red blood fragments in all directions.

The black dragon was severely injured, and excruciating pain swept over its entire body. Its massive body rolled violently in mid-air, and it let out a piercing and violent roar, which shook the surrounding giant mushroom caps and caused floating fungal powder to fall.

Su Mixin lightly turned her fingertips in a sword incantation, and the giant sword shadow slowly shrank, the Cold Swan Sword returning to its small form, slowly circling around him.

He secretly marveled at the extraordinary physical strength of a level six dragon. Even with such a powerful attack, it only managed to break through a few of its scales, demonstrating its truly terrifying defense.

Before the thought was even finished, the black dragon opposite, which had rolled over and regained its footing, had its eyes flashing with intense ferocity. Its thick neck suddenly tightened, and its huge mouth opened wide. A thick, black venomous breath, carrying a pungent, putrid odor, gushed out from its throat, rushing straight towards Su Mi's heart like a black wave. The green fungal powder that swept along the way dissolved upon contact with the venomous breath.

Su Mixin's expression changed slightly. She spun her sword finger in the air, and the white light of the Cold Swan Sword floating beside her suddenly magnified several times. With the end of the hilt as the axis, it spun rapidly in front of her. The staggered sword lights intertwined and overlapped, instantly forming a round and heavy sword light shield composed of layers of sword shadows.

In the same instant, a burst of spiritual light appeared beneath his feet, leaving behind a phantom body with the same aura, appearance, and protective spiritual light. His true body was already gripping the Cold Swan Sword upside down, and the golden spiritual light around him surged, transforming into a streak of golden-edged light that swiftly swept away to the right side of the sky.

The next second, the foul-smelling black poison crashed into the sword light shield. The highly corrosive dragon poison frantically gnawed at the sword shadow barrier, and the sword light dimmed and melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just two breaths, the entire sword shield shattered and disintegrated. The clone standing behind it touched the poison and instantly vaporized and dissipated without leaving a trace.

At this moment, Su Mixin had already landed steadily in mid-air dozens of meters to her right, her posture stabilizing once again.

With his left hand, he took out a peacock feather spirit fan with exquisite patterns, flicked his wrist, and swung it rapidly. Cold air surged from the fan, and three extremely condensed dark blue cold lights shot out from the air. They were so fast that they were just afterimages and could not be caught by the naked eye. They accurately attacked the black dragon that was about to finish exhaling and was about to close its mouth to gather strength.

The moment the azure light touched the black dragon's scales, an extreme cold power erupted, instantly condensing into a thick, solid ice with a radius of two feet, firmly encasing a small patch of the dragon's skin and scales.

However, the black dragon was nearly eight zhang long and had a huge and robust body. The area of ​​ice was so small that the cold air could not penetrate its flesh, could not restrict its movement, and could not cause serious damage.

The ice seal caused no pain or discomfort, but the black dragon's ferocity intensified. Knowing that the human cultivator before it was unpredictable and extremely difficult to lock onto, it immediately darted away, using the force to hide behind a huge purple mushroom.

The next moment, its thick, dragon-like tail gathered its strength and swept horizontally, slamming hard against the main stem of the mushroom. The hard mushroom stem trembled in response, and the entire purple mushroom cap shook violently, with a massive amount of purple poisonous fungal powder falling off and spreading everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, the black dragon raised its head and let out a high-pitched roar that shook the forest. Its demonic power surged from its throat, and a violent gust of wind surged out. The strong wind carried purple fungal powder all over the sky, which condensed into a purple-black turbid wave that covered the sky and blocked the entire airspace, directly crushing and sweeping towards the location of Su Mixin.

At that moment, seeing the overwhelming and widespread waves of purple poisonous fungus rushing towards her, Su Mixin's expression suddenly changed, and she was secretly alarmed.

This level-six black dragon is not just capable of brute force; its combat intelligence, including adaptability and leveraging of enemy forces to control the battlefield, far surpasses that of ordinary demonic beasts.

At the critical moment, Su Mixin's consciousness stirred slightly, and the World Ring on her fingertip flashed with spiritual light. A swarm of Gold-Eating Insects flew out, their bodies shimmering with dazzling golden light. In an instant, they arranged and gathered together, forming a dense and thick circular insect screen that steadily blocked Su Mixin's path.

At the same time, he immediately activated his innate divine power, and a white mist rose around him. His body transformed into a thin white mist, shrinking to the extreme, hiding behind the screen of the gold-devouring insects, without revealing a trace of himself.

At that moment, a violent gale, carrying a sky full of purple fungal powder, crashed fiercely into the insect screen. However, the Gold-Eating Insects were incapable of eating anything and were naturally immune to all poisons. As soon as the falling purple fungal powder touched the surface of the insect swarm, it was devoured by the insects. Not a single bit of poisonous powder could penetrate the insect screen, so it naturally could not harm Su Mixin, who was hiding in the mist behind.

Unable to achieve its goal, the black dragon became even more ferocious and acted with increasing decisiveness.

The next moment, it swung its massive dragon body, wandering through the forest, and found three huge purple and green giant poisonous mushrooms. It repeated its previous method, striking the mushrooms with its dragon tail to shake off a massive amount of mushroom powder. Then it opened its mouth and summoned a demonic wind, which swept up the purple and green poisonous mushroom powder together, mixing them into an even denser torrent of two-colored poisonous mist, which swept and crushed towards the insect swarm for the second time.

But the result was still the same.

Whether it was the purple fungal powder that corroded magical energy or the green fungal powder that could infiltrate the body with toxins, as long as they approached the Gold-Eating Insect Curtain, they were all devoured by the swarm of insects. The layers of poisonous miasma could not break through the insect swarm's defense line and could not pose any threat to Su Mixin behind it.

Soon after, the eerie wind in the forest subsided, and the scattered two-colored fungal powder gradually settled.

The gold-devouring insects remained neatly arranged, steadily forming a golden insect curtain. Behind the curtain, a thin, white mist slowly gathered and solidified, and Su Mixin's physical body reformed, her radiant golden protective aura stabilizing once again.

He looked up and saw that the black dragon had swung its tail several times to strike the mushroom stem. It had exerted too much force and lost its balance. Its huge body had sunk to near the ground, its center of gravity unstable, and it had nowhere to use its strength to jump into the air.

The opportunity was fleeting, and Su Mi's eyes narrowed. She decisively made a series of sword gestures with her fingers flying, and the sword energy in her dantian surged out and flowed into the Cold Swan Sword floating beside her.

The sword's white light intensified, instantly splitting into more than two thousand broad and large sword beams that pierced through the air and plunged into the rocks and soil surrounding the black dragon.

The crisscrossing sword lights embedded themselves in the ground, forming a closed sword cage that tightly bound the dragon's limbs and torso, locking the level-six ink dragon firmly to the forest floor, making it impossible for it to move an inch.

The black dragon was restrained, roaring furiously and restlessly. It struggled fiercely, its scales rubbing against the sword light and sparking ear-piercing sparks. However, the sword force was solid and firm, and no matter how hard it rammed, it could not break free of its restraints.

A murderous intent flashed in Su Mi's eyes. Without leaving any room for maneuver, she pointed her sword firmly forward and whispered, "Go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Cold Swan Sword transformed into an extremely refined pure white sword shadow, instantly piercing through the air and arriving in front of the dragon's head.

A low rumble of thunder suddenly echoed in the air. Before the thunder could even reverberate throughout the mushroom forest, the sword was already precisely aimed at the black dragon's right eye, piercing straight into its vital brain with unstoppable force.

The thunderous sound exploded a moment too late.

The enormous dragon's body, which had been struggling on the ground, suddenly stiffened, its strength in its limbs instantly dissipated, and its huge head drooped heavily, lying on the ground not far from the broken giant two-colored mushroom, completely silent, its breath extinguished, and it was dead.