Crossover: The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, starting with cultivation with the Six Flowers Im

Nangong Yehua knew that this was the treasure the system had guided him to find.

He walked forward without hesitation, even though the road ahead was full of unknowns and dangers.

Just as Nangong Yehua was about to approach the dazzling light, filled with anticipation and nervousness, he suddenly felt a chill creep up from behind.

He turned around quickly and saw several figures rapidly approaching in the dimly lit cave of "030," their faces bearing sly smiles.

"Hehe, Big Brother was right after all, this kid is acting strangely."

One of them spoke in a sarcastic tone, his eyes revealing greed and cunning.

They had clearly been lying in ambush there, waiting for Nangong Yehua's arrival.

Nangong Yehua was startled, but he quickly calmed down and assessed the current situation.

Knowing he was being followed, and that these people were clearly after the valuable treasure, he had to be careful. Otherwise, not only would the treasure be in danger, but his own life might also be in peril.

"Who are you? Why are you lying in ambush here?"

Nangong Yehua tried to remain calm and attempted to glean some information from the other party's words.

"You don't need to know who we are."

The burly man at the head grinned maliciously, his hand already gripping his weapon tightly.

"All you need to do is hand over what you found, and we'll spare your life."

Nangong Yehua sneered inwardly; these people were clearly planning a robbery.

But he didn't panic at all; instead, he remained even calmer. He knew that any mistake at this moment could lead him into a desperate situation.

Do you think you can get the treasure this way?

Nangong Yehua countered with a question, while secretly mobilizing his spiritual energy to prepare for the impending battle.

"Stop talking nonsense! Hand over the stuff now!"

The burly man urged impatiently, while waving his hand to signal his men to move forward and attack.

Nangong Yehua took a deep breath; he knew a fierce battle was about to break out.

Faced with the approaching burly men, Nangong Yehua showed no sign of panic; instead, a mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

He glanced at the group of burly men before him, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes, and then said in a contemptuous tone:

"With your eldest brother not here, are there enough for you guys to share?"

Upon hearing this, the burly men were taken aback at first, and then their faces showed displeasure.

One of them, who had a rather volatile temper, immediately shouted angrily:

"Kid, stop trying to sow discord! You have no right to interfere in our boss's affairs!"

However, Nangong Yehua did not back down. Instead, he smiled even more provocatively and continued:

"Oh? Is that so? But judging from your posture, you clearly want to keep this treasure for yourself. What will your eldest brother think when he finds out?"

The other burly man was clearly also affected by Nangong Yehua's words. He frowned, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

He glanced at his companion beside him, seemingly considering whether Nangong Yehua's words were credible.

Seeing this, Nangong Yehua secretly sneered.

He knew his words had already sown discord, and now all he needed to do was add fuel to the fire.

So he deliberately sighed and said in a regretful tone:

"Alas, what a pity. I originally wanted to cooperate with your third and fourth brothers and share this treasure together."

"It seems we can only turn to you few now. But are you really sure you can share this treasure?"

Enraged by Nangong Yehua's words, the burly men brandished their weapons, ready to attack.

However, amidst their anger, doubts and wavering inevitably began to creep into their hearts.

After all, the value of this treasure is immeasurable; can they really divide it equally?

Chapter 159 The Man in Black in the Prison

Seeing this, Nangong Yehua knew that he had achieved his goal.

He smiled slightly, and with a swift movement, prepared...

However, just as he was about to turn around, a sharp sword aura suddenly shot out from the depths of the cave, heading straight for his back.

Nangong Yehua keenly sensed the sword energy coming from behind him. Startled, he reacted instantly.

He suddenly turned around, his hands quickly forming a seal, and a powerful spiritual force burst forth from his palms, colliding with the sword energy in mid-air.

With a deafening boom, the shockwave from the collision of sword energy and spiritual power scattered in all directions, and the dim light in the cave flickered erratically under the impact of this energy.

Nangong Yehua steadied himself, his eyes fixed on the direction from which the sword energy had come. He saw a figure dressed in black, holding a long sword, slowly emerge from the depths of the cave.

"So it's your eldest brother."

"Nangong Yehua said coldly, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes."

The man in black did not speak, but merely glanced coldly at Nangong Yehua before turning his gaze to the burly men behind him who had originally been preparing to attack Nangong Yehua.

His eyes revealed an undeniable authority, causing the burly men to involuntarily lower their heads.

"You dare to betray me."

The man in black said coldly, his voice filled with anger and disappointment.

Upon hearing this, the burly men's expressions changed, and they all knelt down, begging for mercy.

However, the man in black ignored their pleas for mercy, and simply waved his hand, signaling his men to come forward and subdue them.

"Kid, you're pretty good at this."

The man in black turned around, looked at Nangong Yehua, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"However, this treasure is mine to begin with. What right do you have to take it?"

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Nangong Yehua, his aura growing stronger and stronger.

Nangong Yehua knew things were going badly, but there was no turning back now. He took a deep breath and mobilized all the remaining spiritual energy in his body, preparing for a life-or-death struggle with the man in black.

In the dimly lit cave, Nangong Yehua and the man in black stood facing each other, their gazes clashing fiercely in the air like two bolts of lightning.

The longsword in the black-clad man's hand gleamed coldly in the dim firelight, while Nangong Yehua formed hand seals, spiritual energy leaping at his fingertips, as if ready to unleash a powerful attack at any moment.

The man in black launched the first attack. He flashed forward, his long sword carrying a sharp sword aura as he thrust it straight at Nangong Yehua.

Nangong Yehua moved slightly, dodging the fatal blow. At the same time, he quickly formed hand seals, and a powerful spiritual energy burst forth from his palms, transforming into a pillar of light to meet the man in black.

A hint of surprise flashed in the black-clad man's eyes, but he reacted quickly, swinging his longsword and causing the sword energy to collide with the beam of light in mid-air, producing a deafening explosion.

The air in the cave seemed to be torn apart by this force, and the surrounding stone walls trembled slightly.

Nangong Yehua staggered back several steps, secretly shocked.

He hadn't expected the man in black to be so powerful; a single strike had put him under immense pressure. However, he didn't give up; instead, it fueled his fighting spirit even more.

He took a deep breath, mobilized all the remaining spiritual energy in his body, and formed hand seals again.

This time, he was no longer just on the defensive; he was preparing to launch an even more ferocious attack.

Chapter 160 A draw, vanished without a trace.

The man in black seemed to sense Nangong Yehua's determination. He sneered, and his figure flashed again. His long sword drew a beautiful arc in the air and headed straight for Nangong Yehua.

A glint flashed in Nangong Yehua's eyes. He turned around quickly and changed the hand seals at the same time.

An even more powerful spiritual energy burst forth from his palm, transforming into a giant dragon that roared as it charged toward the man in black.

The black-clad man's sword energy collided with Nangong Yehua's giant dragon in mid-air, producing a deafening roar.

The firelight in the cave seemed to be swallowed up by this power at that moment, leaving only darkness and a deafening echo.

When the firelight rekindled, Nangong Yehua and the man in black were seen standing at opposite ends of the cave, both looking somewhat disheveled.

But their eyes gleamed with an indomitable light, as if they were telling each other: this battle has only just begun.

In the dim light and shadow of the cave, Nangong Yehua and the man in black engaged in a fierce battle.

The two figures darted about rapidly, their sword light and spiritual energy intertwining to create a breathtaking spectacle.

Each swing of the longsword in the black-clad man's hand was accompanied by a sharp sword aura, aimed directly at Nangong Yehua's vital points.

Nangong Yehua, on the other hand, used her agile movements and exquisite spiritual energy seals to deal with the attacks, narrowly avoiding the black-clad men's attacks each time.

As the battle continued, their attacks became increasingly fierce, each collision producing a deafening roar.

The air in the cave seemed to be torn apart by this force, and the ice crystals on the stone walls fell off and scattered all over the ground under the shock wave.

After a fierce exchange, the two men simultaneously took several steps back and regained their footing.

Nangong Yehua's palms trembled slightly as he felt that most of his spiritual energy had been depleted.

The man in black lowered his longsword, a hint of surprise and approval on his face.

"I never expected that you could fight me to a draw."

The man in black spoke slowly, a hint of appreciation in his voice.

Nangong Yehua smiled slightly, though she was a little out of breath, her eyes gleaming with determination.

"Your strength is indeed formidable, but I am not without the ability to fight back."

The two looked at each other and read mutual respect and approval in each other's eyes.

Suddenly, just as the two were about to continue their attack, the originally dazzling light burst forth with an even brighter radiance.

A powerful energy wave emanated from it, enveloping the entire cave.

Both Nangong Yehua and the man in black were jolted back a few steps by the energy fluctuation, and their gazes turned to the ball of light in unison.

A huge gem slowly emerged from the light, radiating a soft and mysterious glow, as if it contained boundless power.

"This is a treasure?" Nangong Yehua and the man in black exclaimed at the same time.

Just as they were about to rush forward to fight for it, the ball of light suddenly exploded, and an even more powerful energy shockwave swept through the entire cave.

Both Nangong Yehua and the man in black were thrown out by the energy shockwave and crashed heavily into the cave wall.

When they awoke again, they found themselves outside the cave.

The light and the treasure had long since vanished, leaving only an empty cave.

Nangong Yehua stood up and looked at the empty cave, feeling a deep sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both emotion and reflection).

He knew that although he hadn't obtained the great treasure this time, he had at least escaped unscathed. And that man in black probably hadn't expected this outcome either.

Chapter 161 The Infinite Loop Grassland

Nangong Yehua took out a scroll with complex runes flashing from his storage space. This was the large teleportation array given to him by the system, which he had inscribed for easy use.

He gently unfurled the scroll, and the runes on it instantly lit up, emitting a soft glow.

Nangong Yehua laid the scroll flat on the ground, formed hand seals, and began to infuse it with his spiritual power.

As the spiritual energy flowed, the runes on the scroll became increasingly dazzling, and the light gradually converged into a huge array of light.

A vortex-like portal formed at the center of the light array, and within the portal seemed to lie another world.

Nangong Yehua could sense the powerful energy and boundless spatial power contained within it.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and then stepped into the light array without hesitation.

The moment Nangong Yehua stepped into the large teleportation array, it felt as if he had traveled through a time tunnel of 030.

As the light array spun violently, he felt himself being pulled by an invisible force, his body rapidly traversing through space.

The scene changed rapidly, with colorful lights intertwining to form a hazy curtain of light.

Suddenly, everything fell silent. Nangong Yehua opened her eyes and found herself in a completely different world.

The air here is exceptionally fresh, with a gentle breeze carrying the fragrance of grass and trees that is truly refreshing.

Looking up, the sky was a clear, deep blue, with a few fluffy white clouds drifting lazily by. Sunlight filtered through the clouds, creating dappled patterns of light and shadow.

He looked around and saw a continuous mountain range, with verdant peaks and lush greenery.

The mountain streams flow gently, crystal clear, and occasionally you can see a few small fish playing in the water.

In the distance, a dense forest comes into view, with towering trees and lush foliage, and the cheerful chirping of birds can be heard from time to time.