Watching figures emerge from various tunnels in the cavern, Mo Fan’s eyes narrowed at once.
He had seen these people before in the cavern below the cliff. He had not expected them to reach here too. This meant the blood-coloured crystal wall at the True Dragon Lair entrance had truly been breached by them!
As Mo Fan spotted them, they also noticed him.
“Why is this fellow here?”
A cultivator looked at Mo Fan across the river in surprise.
Clearly, they had witnessed Mo Fan leave the cavern earlier, so they felt some confusion.
“No need to mind him. Our target is the immortal treasure and the true dragon inheritance!”
“Here, everyone’s cultivation gap is small. We outnumber him, so there’s no need to fear. If he dares oppose us, just kill him!”
Another cultivator sneered, soon shifting attention to the huge mushroom in the river’s centre.
The mushroom was vibrant and multicoloured, the only eye-catching object in the vast cavern.
Many dragon loaches flying over the river circled the seven-coloured mushroom, as if feeding on the seven-coloured flames it emitted.
Mo Fan noticed the blood-coloured creatures on both banks wanted to fly to the seven-coloured mushroom, but whenever they reached the riverbank, they circled back, as if some invisible force inspired awe in them.
Clearly, these blood-coloured creatures were sentient. Unlike the dragon blood creatures outside, they knew how to discern danger.
This scene made Mo Fan’s eyes narrow slightly.
He then looked again at the chi dragon on the seven-coloured mushroom, a trace of doubt in his eyes.
“Could this fellow be the Ying Ying Monster?”
Mo Fan murmured inwardly. He had pursued the Ying Ying Monster all this way, yet never truly seen it in the Dragon Ruins, nor even heard of it.
This was clearly unusual.
After all, with the Ying Ying Monster’s distinctive appearance, anyone who saw it would cause a huge stir.
Though a chi dragon was a legendary dragon-type demon, some people surely knew of it, at least from ancient texts.
Yet he had never heard rumours about the Ying Ying Monster.
Now, he suddenly saw a chi dragon. Though its appearance differed greatly from the Ying Ying Monster, it was undeniably a chi dragon!
So, could this be the Ying Ying Monster?
A ghostly light flashed in Mo Fan’s eyes as he directly used Blue-Eyed Essence.
Seventh-order chi dragon, possesses true dragon bloodline, early Ancestral realm cultivation!
In an instant, information about the chi dragon flooded Mo Fan’s mind.
“Hiss!”
Upon receiving this, Mo Fan could not help sucking in a cold breath. Cold sweat broke out on his back.
From his observations of creatures in the Dragon Ruins, he found they seemed unaffected by the laws’ suppression. Or perhaps they were suppressed, but still far stronger than outsiders like them.
Unlike cultivators entering from outside, whether demon kings or ancestors, to avoid being erased by Dragon Ruins rules, they had to seal their cultivation.
But the dragon blood creatures here possessed real cultivation.
That was why Dragon Ruins dragon blood creatures were so powerful, despairing many sect cultivators from the start.
Especially dragon blood insect mothers and some like the giant lizards in the valley were even more terrifying. Yet even so, their actual cultivation peaked at king realm.
But this blood-coloured chi dragon on the mushroom had early Ancestral realm cultivation!
How could this not shock Mo Fan to the core?
He knew exactly what this meant!
Moreover, it was clearly absorbing some mysterious power, meaning its strength would grow ever greater!
If this fellow truly was the Ying Ying Monster, wouldn’t he be able to walk sideways in the future?
Amidst fear, Mo Fan inevitably harboured some other thoughts.
But until he confirmed it was the Ying Ying Monster, he dared not act rashly. Angering it might be more than he could handle.
At that moment, he noticed cultivators across the river growing restless.
Soon, a cultivator in star-moon dao robes flew on his sword, heading first over the river towards the seven-coloured mushroom.
This was a Tianxing Holy Land disciple with only Foundation Establishment cultivation.
Clearly, Tianxing Holy Land elders had chosen him as a probe.
All cultivators watched this scene with anticipation.
But when the disciple reached the river, something unexpected happened. He plummeted straight into the water without warning, unable even to struggle. After a few bubbles, he vanished completely.
“…”
Seeing this, all cultivators sucked in cold breaths and felt speechless.
Those who reached here were elites among elites. How could one fall into water without cause?
Even more absurd, a Foundation Establishment cultivator drowning!
Undoubtedly, the river water was problematic!
The late Core Formation elder leading Tianxing Holy Land looked extremely grim. This was their disciple, lost so suddenly. It was a slap to his face.
“Third Elder, let me go instead!”
At that moment, a mid Core Formation elder spoke up, a middle-aged man with an upright appearance.
His words drew side glances from many cultivators. Unexpectedly, someone volunteered at this time.
“No!”
The leading Third Elder shook his head immediately, rejecting the request. His gaze swept over the various forces, then said faintly: “Since we all seek the immortal treasure, we must show sincerity and cooperate. Otherwise, we can only watch that chi dragon take all the benefits!”
“Tianxing Holy Land has already taken the first step for everyone. Next, it’s up to you, fellow daoists!”
These words made all forces frown.
“Hahahaha… Daoist Luoyang is right!”
“Risks can’t all be borne by Tianxing Holy Land alone!”
A Core Formation cultivator in sun-moon dao robes laughed loudly. This was a demonic path cultivator from Sun Moon Holy Sect.
After laughing, he turned to a nearby group, pointed at them, and sneered: “What are you lot waiting for? Hurry and send someone across the river! Or do you need this seat to act personally?”
“???”
The group looked bewildered at first, then furious.
“Fellow daoist must be joking. We are not disciples of your Sun Moon Holy Sect, but cultivators from Baekje Kingdom!”
A middle-aged man in golden python robes snorted coldly, gazing at him icily.
“Where you’re from doesn’t matter. What matters is your group is the weakest here!”
From Sun Moon Holy Sect, a female cultivator stepped forward, the male cultivator’s dao companion. Strikingly beautiful, she smiled lightly: “We give you two choices!
Either we kill you all, or send one of your Core Formation cultivators to fly to that big mushroom.
It’ll pave the way for us all!”
“Hahahaha… Junior Sister speaks well!”
The male cultivator laughed heartily, pulling the woman into his arms. He then looked coldly at the python-robed man, grinning: “So, which will you choose?”
