Nearly forty Nascent Soul cultivators from the three factions entered the canyon, none remaining above.
These old Nascent Soul monsters, upon seeing the Ghost King Sect's members rush into the canyon without hesitation, knew there might be longevity-enhancing spiritual fruits or other treasures below, and naturally, they didn't want to be left behind.
Only the ghost mist protecting the Ghost King Sect's many Core Formation disciples remained above, without taking action.
Rumbling sounds emanated from the red mist.
Following closely, much activity came from the red mist, including terrifying firelight, the sounds of swords, and various explosions. In an instant, the red mist in the entire canyon churned.
One could also see thick, snake-like black shadows swaying in the red mist. Occasionally, longer shadows would dart out of the red mist, revealing even thicker, grayish-black vines.
Zhang Ling had already descended a hundred zhang into the canyon, using the Yellow Canopy Umbrella to protect his entire body. Three cyan-gold flying swords danced rapidly before him, cleaving out sword lights to shatter the attacking grayish-black vines.
An unknown number of dense vines were before him, and the further down he went, the more these vines seemed to increase, becoming even more resilient.
The Xuan Turtle following behind him also held a long halberd, an ancient treasure with a twin-headed snake artifact spirit. With a light wave, a cold light transformed into a flurry of ice blades, instantly shattering five or six giant cyan cocoons protruding from the nearby stone wall.
As the ice blades swept past the rock wall, these cocoons were unable to retract in time and were frozen into a layer of frost.
As for Senior Brother Tianfeng, Old Man Fire Spirit, and the others, they were scattered around, all acting independently.
This canyon appeared deep and was filled with red ghost mist. But in reality, for so many Nascent Soul cultivators, even if there were dangers, they wouldn't be significant.
Being in the red mist did affect their divine senses to some extent. For Zhang Ling, he could still easily sense the situation within a twenty to thirty li radius.
Besides the even larger cyan cocoons, there was nothing else in this canyon. He wondered why Sect Master Yuan had suddenly stopped.
Could there be some hidden treasure?
Zhang Ling pondered in his heart, and after shattering a dozen more giant cocoons, he reached the bottom of the canyon.
Looking left and right, his figure flickered, and he arrived at the edge of a stone wall a dozen zhang away to the left.
A ray of spiritual light struck the stone wall, blasting a small gap in it, from which flew out an oval jade stone. This jade stone was as black as ink, with thin, hair-like cyan spiritual lights constantly flashing inside.
"Profound Yin Jade. It seems there's quite a bit. Could there be a Profound Yin Jade mine below?"
This spiritual mine was a rare yin-cold attribute material, uncommon and scarcely produced in the outside world. The cyan spiritual lights inside were transformed from pure yin energy.
It could be used to refine ghost-path magical treasures and directly used as middle to high-grade yin spirit stones. Its value was not low.
With a soft 'puff,' a red light suddenly shot out from the ground, heading straight for Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling didn't move at all. The Xuan Turtle shook the bronze halberd in his hand, and the red light was chopped into several pieces and fell to the ground.
It was another crimson vine, and even after being cut off, it was still active, writhing on the ground like a strange snake.
With a grab of his hand, a section of the red vine was pulled into his hand. With a gentle squeeze, some red liquid flowed out from the break, looking like blood but not actually blood, emitting a faint fragrance.
While grabbing this section of red vine, another cyan vine wound out from Zhang Ling's hand, wrapping around the red vine and absorbing the red liquid inside.
In the blink of an eye, the red vine withered, turning into a thin red skin.
The cyan vine was only as thick as a finger and was naturally the parasitic vine residing in his body.
This scene wasn't controlled by him. The moment he grabbed the red vine, the parasitic vine in his body suddenly reacted, conveying a sense of craving.
Zhang Ling didn't stop it. The parasitic vine immediately absorbed the red liquid released from the red vine.
At this moment, he carefully sensed that the parasitic vine seemed to have devoured a great tonic, causing his own blood and qi power to flow rapidly.
Although the feeling instantly subsided, Zhang Ling smiled, as if he had eaten a Rank 3 blood and qi pill, slightly enhancing his own blood and qi power.
With a light shake of his arm, the parasitic vine instantly grew to seven or eight zhang long and swept across the ground, wrapping all the other severed red vines and absorbing them all in a moment.
Following that, Zhang Ling's figure flickered to twenty or thirty zhang away, and a flash of blood light in his hand imprinted a bloody palm print on the ground.
With a soft 'bang,' the soil and rocks within a seven or eight zhang radius of his feet cracked, creating a large pit in the ground, from which came a gurgling sound.
There was a giant cocoon about a zhang in size, round and smooth like an eye, wrapped in many red vines. The blood-red vine that had just attacked him was one of them.
This cocoon also seemed to be a Ghost Wail Vine, but it wasn't cyan but blood-red.
As red light flickered, countless red vines wrapped around him.
With a wave of the parasitic vine in his hand, it wrapped around this blood-colored cocoon with a 'shua' sound and yanked it into the air.
Two sword lights flashed, and the cocoon was split into several pieces. The parasitic vine separated into a dozen vine threads, devouring this blood-colored cocoon.
"Not bad. The red liquid contained within the entire cocoon is a kind of spiritual liquid that can stimulate the blood and qi power in the body, enough to be worth three or four Rank 4 pills. It can be collected to refine pills."
Zhang Ling muttered to himself, grabbed the giant cocoon's skin that was left, shook it, and a black crystal dropped out.
This was a crystal like a jujube pit, only several times larger. A faint wood spiritual light and a small amount of yin energy could be sensed from it.
Zhang Ling took out a jade box, put the crystal in it, and stored it away.
Because this wasn't just any crystal; it seemed to be the seed of the red cocoon. The liquid contained within the red cocoon was equivalent to a Rank 3 or 4 rare spiritual medicine.
If it could be cultivated with the mysterious pearl, it could be used as a blood-qi-enhancing pill. This would be quite useful for him to cultivate the Glazed Demon Body.
Then Zhang Ling and the Xuan Turtle separated, each searching for these blood-colored cocoons along a different direction.
Before long, he and the Xuan Turtle had obtained fifty to sixty blood-colored cocoons. At the same time, they had also dug up ten thousand catties of Profound Yin Jade from the soil and rocks.
It could be considered a good harvest.
There was indeed a Profound Yin Jade mine under this canyon. Along the way, he also encountered several old Nascent Soul monsters, each occupying a place, collecting Profound Yin Jade from the soil and rocks.
Many people were also collecting blood-colored cocoons. This kind of thing contained a lot of blood and qi power. The old Nascent Soul monsters were all very shrewd and could see that it was a good spiritual medicine. Naturally, they wouldn't let it go.
Zhang Ling also saw several cultivators who seemed to be planning to take the blood-colored cocoons back to transplant, using methods to seal the entire cocoon and store it in their storage bags.
However, few succeeded, because he had also done this before. If the blood-colored cocoon was pulled out of the ground and not instantly killed or sealed, it would self-destruct, and the power was not small.
But for Nascent Soul cultivators, at most, they would just be covered in dirt and not be injured.
The space at the bottom of the canyon was not small, with many forks. For a time, these old monsters were scattered among them, searching like they were scraping the ground.
Zhang Ling harvested a dozen more blood-colored cocoons and suddenly heard the sound of drums coming from a distance.
It was the sound of the Crimson Cry Drum. His brow furrowed. Could it be that they encountered danger? Otherwise, why would the Great Priest Luo Ming easily use the Crimson Cry Drum treasure?
As his divine sense spread, he felt a violent demonic aura and a not-weak yin煞qi colliding ahead.
Zhang Ling thought for a moment and flew closer to that side.
As for collecting Profound Yin Jade and blood-colored cocoons, he had already collected a lot. Profound Yin Jade was of no great use to him, at most, it could be used to exchange for spirit stones.
As long as there were spiritual seeds for the blood-colored cocoons, the mysterious yellow pearl in his hand could cultivate them in large quantities. Collecting these was enough.
If there was any danger on the drum sound side, he still had to pay attention.
In half a cup of tea's time, Zhang Ling flew two hundred miles along the direction of the drum sound, and his divine sense observed the situation ahead.
The red mist ahead had been dispelled by a purple demonic light, and the Great Priest Luo Ming was killing a giant strange snake.
It was a blood-red giant snake that was a hundred zhang long. It looked very similar to the one-eyed snakes controlled by the Ghost King Sect.
But this giant snake had many giant cocoons growing on it, both those cyan cocoons that could open like petals and those red cocoons that looked like eyeballs.
It was as if countless small snakes were wrapped around the giant snake. It looked like the giant snake was parasitized by two kinds of giant cocoons.
Countless vines, either grayish-white or blood-red, swayed as the giant snake swayed, and the giant snake's mouth also emitted a strange sound of infant crying.
Zhang Ling looked carefully a few times, and this giant snake was indeed a one-eyed snake, with a grayish-white eye without a pupil on its head. The emitted yin 煞qi was not weaker than a Nascent Soul early-stage cultivator.
The giant snake raised its head and spat out a large piece of cyan yin fire, attacking the Great Priest Luo Ming.
Luo Ming stood in the air without moving. The Crimson Cry Drum kept shaking in front of him, and the sound of 'dong dong' came. A purple-red demonic cloud, along with the drum sound, was wrapped into circles of airflow, blocking in front of him.
The yin fire spewed out by the giant snake hit it, as if it hit a barrier, and was all blocked.
As the drum sounded, the giant snake's body was constantly bulging, one after another. Cracks appeared on the huge snake body.
Zhang Ling's arrival just happened to see this scene.
"Hiss, the Crimson Cry Drum of the alien demon race is so terrifying. A giant snake whose strength is not weaker than that of a Nascent Soul early-stage cultivator has signs of physical collapse under the influence of the drum sound." An old murmur came from a distance.
Zhang Ling turned his head and found an old gray-haired man standing behind a black boulder a hundred zhang away from him, also observing the fight ahead.
He had seen this old man a few times. He was also a Nascent Soul cultivator on their side, and his surname seemed to be Li.
In Zhang Ling's divine sense, there were not only him and the old man surnamed Li in the nearby area of several miles, but also five or six Nascent Soul cultivator auras, observing the Great Priest Luo Ming's battle.
Dong!
With a loud noise, Zhang Ling turned back to look. The giant snake had been trapped in place by a purple-red mist.
The Crimson Cry Drum turned into a red light, flew to the top of the giant snake's head, and became a big drum that was ten zhang wide. The Great Priest Luo Ming fell from the sky like a meteor and landed directly on the drum surface.
With another drum sound, the Crimson Cry Drum released a red sound wave, instantly pressing the giant snake to the ground.
The giant snake spewed out yin fire and kept roaring, but its body was like a loach, pressed to the ground. Those entangled vines also seemed to have lost their activity and became soft.
Then a purple light flashed, and the giant snake's head was cut off.
From the time he heard the first drum sound to now, only a cup of tea's time had passed. This great priest of the alien demon race easily killed a giant snake comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator. It seemed extremely easy.
"The great priest's cultivation is profound. He solved this beast in three or two strokes." A laugh came from the air. The voice was the Sect Master Yan.
"Sect Master Yan, hiding next to him, do you want to sneak attack this seat." The Great Priest Luo Ming glanced at a certain position in the sky expressionlessly, and fell to the side of the giant snake's head.
With a wave of his hand, he directly put away the giant snake's head, and released seven or eight blue beetles, rushing to the giant snake's body and devouring it.
"The great priest is worried. This Sect Master was also attracted by your Crimson Cry Drum, not intentionally hiding, so how can we talk about a sneak attack." Sect Master Yan's figure appeared in a red mist, with a smile on his face.
"Is that so. There was also a not-weak aura on your side just now, and it disappeared in a moment, faster than this seat solved this giant snake."
"Hey, the alien beast on this Sect Master's side is two points weaker than this underworld snake. And this Sect Master knows some weaknesses of this parasitized monster, so it can be solved quickly.
The alien beasts in the canyon are parasitized by these ghost-eye monsters, and they have no intelligence. It is easy for me to kill them." Sect Master Yan's eyes flickered a few times, and he explained it specially.
Hearing this, the Great Priest Luo Ming glanced at the red cocoons on the giant snake, "Ghost eye monster, are you talking about these red spheres? They look like eyeballs."
"That's right, this is a ghost eye monster. It is a monster that is said to only live in the ghost world. It is very good at parasitizing various creatures." Sect Master Yan said, suddenly sensing something, and looked to the other side. "Fellow Daoist Hundred Flowers, it seems that you also have some gains."
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Yan is laughing. This son has only harvested a top-quality Profound Yin Jade. It is not comparable to the alien beasts killed by you."
While speaking in that direction, a pink escape light shot out, it was the old demon Hundred Flowers, who was playing with a dark red Profound Yin Jade in his hand.
The three great monks gathered together again.
With the divine sense of these three people, they can naturally sense the monks such as Zhang Ling nearby.
Zhang Ling and others did not hide their breath. In this moment, the movement here attracted five or six monks.
However, the people who came later did not see the Great Priest Luo Ming killing the giant snake. However, seeing the giant snake's body, they could guess one or two.
