Longevity: Start Farming with Entries Chapter 334 - 313: Influencing the Battle Situation

"This... this is the Tier Three Late-stage Poisonous Flood Dragon Demon King!"

"And it was just killed like that?"

"The master’s thods truly defy common understanding."

"Indeed, it possesses the potential of a Nascent Soul!"

"If things continue this way, even if I just get a bit of the leftovers, I believe reaching the Tier Three Late-stage is not far off."

The Heaven-Devouring Rat knew all too well the strength of the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon. Among the many demon kings in the Beast Roar Mountain Range, it was considered one of the foremost.

In addition, it has the royal demon beast lineage, which is entirely incomparable to ordinary demon race beings.

Such a powerful opponent still fell at its master’s hands; it’s almost like a dream.

"Hahaha!"

"Great!"

"You also et your end today!"

"It truly let vent out a breath of anger!"

"Let us drink to this victory!"

The Heaven-Devouring Rat had deep hatred for the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon. If not for the past threats from the latter, it would not have nearly died.

Now that the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon is dead, many demon clans previously oppressed by it can finally be freed from its tyranny.

Qin Ming ignored the chattering Heaven-Devouring Rat on the side and instead took out a recovery pill and began to ditate.

After a stick of incense’s ti.

Qin Ming’s complexion had recovered quite a bit. Although the battle was short.

Yet, he had to employ several life-saving trump cards in succession. Even with his mana comparable to a late-stage Golden Core, he was sowhat strained.

The Hook Jade Golden Light Mirror, although incredibly powerful, significantly loses its effectiveness against so long-lived demon beasts and ghost cultivators.

Entities that can endure for thousands or even tens of thousands of years are indeed difficult to handle.

He then stood up, casting a spirited gaze towards the corpse of the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon.

The greatest harvest of this journey was undoubtedly it.

The entire body of the Tier Three Late Stage Semi-Transford Poison Flood Dragon Demon King is a treasure, even within a Nascent Soul Sect, it’s extrely rare.

The corpse of the Poisonous Flood Dragon, whether used for artifact refining or alchemy, is top-tier spiritual material in the Cultivation Realm.

Qin Ming opened the abdon of the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon and extracted a small half-bottle of essence blood from its heart, appearing to be a rich gold color.

Within the essence blood, the beast soul of the Poisonous Flood Dragon was even roaring.

The entire ancient bloodline of the demon beast was condensed in this.

"The essence blood of a royal demon beast, I’ve really struck gold this ti!"

"My ’Celestial Demon Refining Form Strategy’ True Core Chapter can continue developnt now."

Qin Ming stored the precious essence blood, then cast the Thorn Technique to transform the ordinary blood of the entire Poisonous Flood Dragon into a Blood Pearl.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he stored away the corpse of the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon.

The Heaven-Devouring Rat watched eagerly from the side, rubbing its little hands, weakly asking:

"Master, that Ink Poison Flood Dragon Pill... may I... eh hehe!"

Qin Ming knew it was after the demon pill again, and flicked its head, "Why did you hide so far away during the fight?"

"Now you think of wanting benefits?"

"This item is of great use to , don’t think about it."

The Heaven-Devouring Rat chuckled awkwardly, "I didn’t want to cause trouble for the master, after all, the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon’s strength... even just a fart could crush to death..."

"Hehehe!"

"I was just asking."

"Then... the treasure flesh of the Cyan Flood Dragon..."

"Don’t worry, there will be so for you."

"Alright, the commotion here is too big, it might attract other demon beasts, we better leave quickly."

After saying that, Qin Ming retrieved the Heaven-Devouring Rat into the Little Spirit Realm, then turned into a blue streak of light and left the place.

...

At the sa ti when Qin Ming was leaving.

Deep within the Beast Roar Mountain Range, the largest few demon clans were situated.

Several demon kings with strong demonic power were exchanging ideas in a grand hall.

Discussing how to continue attacking the territory of the Human Race.

At the upper position in the hall, several lifebound soul fires of the demon kings were enshrined.

Yet at this mont.

The soul lamp representing the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon Demon King at the very center suddenly extinguished without wind.

Instantly, chaos erupted in the hall.

"What happened? Why did Lord Cyan-face’s lifebound soul lamp go out?"

"Could it be that the Cyan Flood Dragon Demon King t with a mishap?"

"Impossible, with Lord Cyan Flood Dragon’s strength, who in the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm could be its match?"

"It’s really... truly fallen!"

"!!!"

"The situation has changed! Hurry and tell the demon clans below to withdraw back imdiately."

Among these demon clans, without the mighty Demon King Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon to lead, they all beca panic-stricken.

Many of the demon clans had been coerced by the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon and forced to move out.

These low-bloodline demon clans could not wait for it to die sooner.

Now that the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon is dead, internal strife began again among the demon race.

With the crucial link of the Cyan-faced Poison Flood Dragon removed, the alliance between the demon race and the White Bone King’s Hall of Tai Lake started to unravel...

...

In Liang Country, deep within the Tai Lake Ruins, the White Bone King’s Hall.

An elderly man covered in warts was respectfully kneeling on the ground, reporting the situation to a silhouette on a throne made of white bones.

This elderly man is none other than the Tier Three Late-stage Golden Toad Ancestor.

And on the white bone throne, a young man with a face pale as paper sat cross-legged, eyes emitting a faint crimson light, with a sinister expression on his face.

"So, the Poisonous Flood Dragon is already dead?"

"It did have so use, but dead is dead."

"This Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm isn’t particularly interesting."

"How goes the task I entrusted you with?"

The Golden Toad shivered upon hearing this and quickly replied:

"Reporting to the master, I have dispatched my ghostly subordinates to search and investigate."

"But there is still no trace of the boy who took the Hook Jade Golden Light Mirror."

"Initially, it was said that he appeared in Wuu Country so days ago, but now, his whereabouts are unknown..."

"His Wangyue Island is eternally shrouded in the Mist Illusion Realm, I... I can’t enter either..."

On hearing this, the pale man stood up, revealing that his entire body was made of white bones. The surrounding air instantly dropped to freezing, his eyes filled with a blood-red coldness, and he said in an extrely icy tone:

"You’re truly incompetent, can’t even handle such a small task."

"If I hadn’t been at a critical point in cultivating the ’Netherworld Celestial Corpse Ghost Body’ and unable to leave, I wouldn’t have needed this trouble."

"If it weren’t for you offering the Treasure Mirror as bait to break the seal, I would have refined you already."

"I allowed you to transform into a Ghost Cultivation Body, granting you immortality for ten thousand years. I can take it back at any ti."

Hearing this,

The Golden Toad trembled all over. Clearly aware of the White Bone Master’s techniques, it quickly prostrated and begged for rcy:

"Please, master, spare !"

"I will surely retrieve the Treasure Mirror!"

The White Bone Master narrowed his eyes slightly, saying coldly:

"I will grant you one last chance."

"If you fail again, prepare to suffer soul-devouring agony."

"Yes!"

The Golden Toad Ancestor, sweating profusely, exited the White Bone King’s Hall.

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