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

Chapter 93 Seven Cultivators of Long Eye Island

Su Mixin raised her hand to gather the scattered insect swarm, recalling all the Gold-Eating Insects back to her World Ring, and then retrieved the Cold Swan Sword that was floating outside.

The two magical treasures, the Peacock Feather Fan and the Spirit Fan, withdrew their spiritual light and slowly walked to the corpse of the Ink Dragon.

Looking down at the intact Level 6 Ink Dragon's body at her feet, Su Mi couldn't hide the joy in her eyes.

This is a complete, undamaged, level-six dragon corpse.

The dragon was a top-tier demon beast in the cultivation world, and its corpse was far more valuable than that of an ordinary demon beast. Su Mixin was absolutely unwilling to throw it into the Demon Refining Pot to refine it into Demon Essence Liquid and Demon Soul Pill.

It should be known that every part of this black dragon is a treasure. There's the dragon's core, brimming with immense demonic power; its indestructible scales; its venom sacs, storing terrifyingly potent poison; its eyes, claws, and spine, suitable as primary materials for crafting magical artifacts; and its skin and blood, used for drawing top-tier talismans. These are all top-grade spiritual materials, extremely rare and sought-after in the fields of alchemy, artifact crafting, and talisman making.

Su Mixin couldn't help but recall the original story, where Old Demon Han brought out the corpse of the black dragon that had just advanced to level two from the Blood Forbidden Land.

Despite being only at level two, he used those materials to refine a complete set of top-tier exquisite magic artifacts in the Tianxing Sect market.

The Divine Wind Boat, the Black Dragon's Rope, and the Azure Fire Barrier—it was precisely by relying on these magical artifacts that Old Demon Han was able to navigate the subsequent demonic invasion war with ease, preserve his own life, and ultimately escape successfully to the Chaotic Star Sea.

Gathering her chaotic thoughts, Su Mixin suddenly realized that she had almost forgotten something important.

He immediately took out a round, jet-black magic bead, rapidly forming hand seals to cast a soul-summoning technique, summoning the black dragon...

The demon soul was pulled and separated from the corpse, and steadily absorbed into the round bead.

This treasure is called the Soul-Retaining Pearl, a high-grade magic artifact specifically designed to preserve the souls of demonic beasts. Before embarking on this journey into the outer seas, he specifically retrieved more than ten Soul-Retaining Pearls from the Thousand Illusions Sect's treasure vault.

Su Mixin had already thought of this. If she encountered rare and high-level demonic beasts on the way and was reluctant to put them into the Demon Refining Pot, she could keep their demonic souls separately and never waste resources.

Because the corpses of the monsters hunted in the past were all put into the Demon Refining Pot for refining, it had become a habit, and that's why I almost overlooked this matter.

Su Mixin raised her hand and took out a jade box from her world ring. She gently placed the Soul-Sealing Pearl containing the dragon's soul inside, closed the lid, affixed several sealing talismans, carefully put the jade box away, and placed it into her world ring.

The next step is to deal with the dragon's corpse.

He did not dismember or divide the spiritual materials. He possessed a top-tier storage treasure with vast space, such as the World Ring, so there was no need to dismantle and damage the complete dragon body, thus wasting the value of the materials.

Su Mixin raised her hand and activated the Peacock Feather Spirit Fan, continuously releasing the Ice Soul Divine Light. Layers of cold air enveloped the dragon's body, and it took a full half hour to completely freeze the enormous dragon corpse.

The continuous high-intensity activation of his supernatural powers nearly depleted the sword energy within his dantian, leaving him with almost no magical power.

After storing the perfectly frozen corpse of the black dragon in the exclusive storage compartment of her world ring, Su Mixin chose a clean spot nearby, sat cross-legged, closed her eyes to regulate her breathing, and circulated her cultivation technique to restore her depleted sword energy.

The strength of the dragon was indeed far beyond expectations. This level six black dragon alone was slightly stronger than an ordinary late-stage Core Formation cultivator. Su Mixin had exhausted almost all her means to subdue it.

At the same moment, the sky above Jiyuan Island stirred slightly.

A streak of black and red light pierced the distant sky, hurtling towards them at an astonishing speed, approaching the flight speed of an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

The black and red light suddenly stopped above the coast of Diyuan Island, its spiritual light receding to reveal its true form.

It was a large airship shaped like a giant whale, with a huge, sharp ram protruding from its bow, making it extremely aggressive.

The outer layer of the boat is covered with thick, black scales, and the hull is constructed with blood-red beast bones. The texture of the hull faintly reveals the texture of fresh flesh and blood, with undulating veins and a ferocious and terrifying shape, exuding a murderous aura.

In an instant, seven streaks of light of different colors shot out from the whale-shaped flying boat and crashed toward the shore.

The last streak of black light did not fly out of the airship with the others. Instead, it hovered in mid-air and solidified, revealing the figure of an old man in black robes.

The old man raised his hand and made a hand seal. With a wisp of spiritual light, he stored the entire Black Scale Whale Flying Boat into his ancient storage bag. Then, his feet emitted light again, and he calmly caught up with the six figures in front of him.

Seven streaks of light landed one after another, standing side by side at the edge of the giant, menacing pit on the island. Their gazes were fixed on the dark, bottomless abyss at the bottom of the pit. The entire scene was silent, with only the howling and wailing of the underground wind.

Near the middle of the group, an old man with a pointed snout, a greasy and lewd face, and yellow hair raised his hand to pat the spirit beast pouch at his waist.

A flash of light appeared at the bag's opening, and a giant, strangely shaped demon rat, about the size of a calf, emerged from the light.

The giant rat is covered in fluffy white fur, and its snout is longer and sharper than that of ordinary rats. The most peculiar thing is that its nose is as smooth as a piece of beautiful blue jade, and its four jade-like nostrils are arranged in a neat "田" shape, giving it a somewhat spiritual and otherworldly appearance.

After landing, the giant rat lightly trod on the rocks and soil around the pit with its four paws, its nose twitching constantly as it sniffed around the edge of the pit. After a moment, it quickly returned to the feet of the blond old man, raised its head, and emitted rapid, fine squeaking sounds.

The blond-haired old man closed his eyes and released his spiritual sense, connecting with the spirit-sniffing rat and quietly discerning the messages it transmitted.

After a long pause, a middle-aged cultivator in a blue robe, with a square face and a composed demeanor, spoke first, his tone grave: "Second Brother, have you found any results regarding this mutated spirit-sniffing rat? Has that young man surnamed Su been here?"

This person was Hong Guliang. Two years ago, he secretly tested Su Mixin to verify whether she possessed the Void Heaven Remnant Map. If Su Mixin were here, she would recognize him at a glance.

The blond-haired old man waited a few breaths to digest all the information from the spirit beast before raising his eyes and speaking. His voice was sharp and dry, with a hint of cunning: "My alien spirit-smelling rats have discovered that the boy's clear aura remains here. He did indeed stop here not long ago, and even lingered by this pit."

The only one among the seven, a beautiful woman dressed in a turquoise palace gown, gazed at the white-furred spirit-sniffing rat, her eyes filled with undisguised envy. She sighed softly, "Second Brother's exotic spirit-sniffing rat has such extraordinary talent. It can pinpoint the location of a target from thousands of miles away with just a wisp of scent. Even if it's a faint scent left over from ten or even twenty days ago, it can still distinguish and identify it. Among all the spirit beasts in the world that track animals, few can surpass it."

Upon hearing this, the blond old man let out a hoarse chuckle, his sharp voice echoing around the pit: "This mutant spirit-smelling rat is only capable of so much. It has clearly broken through to the seventh level of spirit beast, but its combat power is probably only comparable to that of an ordinary pseudo-core cultivator. It has concentrated all its abilities on its innate divine power."

"The aura of that Su boy is the strongest here, so he most likely entered the Abyss from this deep pit."

Beside the woman in palace attire, a handsome middle-aged cultivator in a plain scholar's robe looked at the old man in black robes at the center of the group, his brows furrowed with worry. He cupped his hands and asked, "Boss, judging from the situation, that brat surnamed Su must have already gone down this pit into the abyss beneath the island. Should we continue our pursuit?"

Hong Guliang nodded slowly upon hearing this, and added, "Based on the information in the jade slip that the Star Palace steward surnamed Tang gave me, plus the corroboration from our extensive research of ancient texts, the Abyss Land beneath Abyss Island is most likely a large secret realm. It is riddled with dangerous places, teeming with high-level demonic beasts, and may even harbor lurking powerful demonic beings in human form, making it extremely perilous."

The old man in black robes at the center of the line had a deeply lined face and was extremely old. However, he did not have the gentle and kind demeanor of an elder. Instead, he exuded a fierce aura, and his fierce eyes and brows made people afraid to look him in the eye.

He finally slowly raised his eyes, his voice hoarse and rough, like metal rubbing against stone: "We've gone to great lengths to investigate for so long, and with so much evidence, the Void Heaven Remnant Map is most likely in the hands of that Su kid. With such an opportunity before us, we absolutely cannot give up halfway."

To the right of the black-robed elder, a fat cultivator with a fleshy face nodded heavily, his voice deep and rumbling, and chimed in, "This fragment of the Void Heaven Map is either in the hands of a Nascent Soul cultivator or was accidentally obtained by another Core Formation cultivator, who is hiding it away for fear of it being exposed."

"Even if a Core Formation cultivator with the Void Heaven Remnant Map wants to make a move, their target is to curry favor with those Nascent Soul old monsters who have needs. Why would they let a few of us benefit from it? Now that a high-probability opportunity has finally presented itself, we must not miss it."

After saying this, he paused, then added, "According to estimates, the Void Heaven Palace will open in less than a hundred years. This is probably the last chance for us brothers."

The burly, obese cultivator paused again. The evening breeze stirred up a murderous aura, and his tone grew heavier as he added the most poignant truth: "After all, does any of you have even the slightest confidence in breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage? In a hundred years, starting with the eldest, we will all gradually reach the end of our lives and helplessly pass away."

"The Seven Heroes of Long Eye Island, who once roamed the chaotic star sea, will probably vanish into thin air soon."

To the right of the burly fat man, a man who clearly possessed the art of preserving his youth, looking only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, chuckled and waved his folding fan, saying, "We are just a few rogue cultivators with no backing. Faced with an opportunity, what else can we do but fight for it?"

Hong Guliang chimed in, "Exactly, what's there to be afraid of? Even if there are powerful demons in the abyss, the Seven Cultivators of Changmu Island have faced them head-on before. With our combined strength, what is there to be afraid of?"

"After all, we possess the combined attack secret technique of the Big Dipper Condensing Evil Technique. Ordinary transformed great demons cannot gain any advantage in the hands of us, the Seven Cultivators of Long Eye Island."

Seeing that the group was of one mind and basically all wanted to continue into the Abyss to find Su Mixin, the black-robed elder in the middle finally spoke up decisively: "Giving up is impossible. Just like the deep pit in front of us, which is filled with earthly evil energy, we can safely pass through most of the dangerous places in the Abyss with the help of the Black Scale Whale Boat. We can also easily face some high-level demonic beasts with our strength."

"Get ready, let's enter the abyss from this deep pit."

"Good!" As soon as the old man in black robes finished speaking, several people around him echoed in agreement. The sound waves crashed against the pit walls, stirring up gusts of eerie wind.