Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

hiss!
The Yin Cicada King reappeared, letting out a sharp roar.

The cicadas around the sea cliffs seemed to have received a command.

They all left the river and surged over.

"Go back!"

Even Ma Ze, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, couldn't withstand so many Yin Cicadas and quickly retreated.

Everyone immediately fled far away.

The Yin Cicada King had already fallen back into the Yin Spring.

After being chased for hundreds of miles, the countless, densely packed cicadas finally returned to the sea cliff.

"I can see it."

"That Yin Cicada King is terrifying."

"However, it shouldn't stay away from the Yin Spring for too long."

"So we have no choice but to let these swarming cicadas attack us."

After the Yin Chan King appeared twice, Ma Ze figured out some patterns and shared them with everyone.

Now that I know this...

Then everyone can safely focus on eliminating the Yin Cicadas around the sea cliffs.

The Yin Cicada King, unable to leave the Yin Spring, is like a toothless, caged tiger—nothing to fear.

"next time."

"The King of Shadow Cicadas has reappeared."

"Let's leave directly, don't linger."

Ma Ze reminded him.

Hundreds of Yin Cicadas appeared just now, and everyone was injured to varying degrees.

Except for Zhang Yan, everyone else in the group was dressed in tattered clothes.

Moreover, several ghosts were lost during this period, and the disciples had to borrow a few more ghosts from Ma Ze.

"It's all that damned Yin Cicada King's fault!"

Several disciples of Corpse Demon Skull Mountain were complaining.

Zhang Yan.

By this time, the cause and effect were clear.

Countless years ago, the Vermilion Bird Fire Sword lost its original essence, and a portion of it fell into this Yin Spring Small World.

The Yin Cicada King is the overlord of this small world.

At that time, he had already reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Perhaps it was in order to break through to a higher realm and covet the original power of the Vermilion Bird divine beast.

It will devour the fallen Vermilion Bird essence.

Zhang Yan guessed that the Yin Chan King wanted to use the power within the Yin Spring.

The Vermilion Bird's flames were extinguished.

But the fire of the Li is not ordinary fire; as long as there is spiritual energy, it can burn indefinitely.

And so, many years passed.

The fire still hadn't gone out.

It remained within the body of the Yin Cicada King, forming a unique balance.

Yin Chan Wang's cultivation level plummeted, forcing him to remain within the Yin Spring Eye to suppress the power of the Vermilion Bird's origin.

Even if it is discovered.

Even foreign invaders were powerless against Zhang Yan's actions.

"so."

"To obtain the essence of the Vermilion Bird Fire Sword."

"We must find a way to deal with that Yin Cicada King."

Zhang Yan stood among the crowd, pondering in his heart.

That Yin Cicada King was not even at the late Nascent Soul stage.

Zhang Yan alone could actually solve the problem.

But these people are all disciples of Corpse Demon Skull Mountain.

In the subsequent five major competitions, they might even become rivals.

Zhang Yan cannot reveal too much of his strength here.

"Find an opportunity."

"Revealing the strength of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Then I'll join forces with Ma Ze. He'll collect the Yin Spring Water, and I'll take the Vermilion Bird Origin."

After a short while, Zhang Yan had made up his mind.

Then he remained silent.

Continue to mingle among the crowd, kill Yin Chan, and collect spirit crystals.

Waiting for the right opportunity.

……

A corner of the Yinquan miniature world.

One after another, red figures, out of place in this small world, streaked across the sky.

These were the disciples of Divine Phoenix Valley who arrived later.

Wow!
The pretty junior sister Xu was searching for the aura of the Vermilion Bird's origin when she was suddenly attracted by the sound of water in the distance.

"So far away."

"It is thousands of miles away."

"This splash must be several miles high!"

Junior Sister Xu stopped, gazing at the source of the sound of water, and murmured to herself.

However, she guessed that they must be from the Corpse Demon Skull Mountain.

I don't really care.

But as the water splashed down, Junior Sister Xu suddenly sensed a faint trace of the aura of the Li Fire.

That unique flame fluctuation is absolutely true!

"Lihuo!"

"It must be the origin of the Vermilion Bird!"

"We've been searching for so long, but there's still no news."

"So, it was hidden underwater!"

"However, what kind of water could drown the Vermilion Bird's Blazing Fire?"

"Never mind all that, let's tell Senior Brother Yue first!"

Junior Sister Xu was overjoyed. She took out a communication token from her storage bag and told her senior brother Yue Ping the news.

call out!
The sound of something cutting through the air kept coming.

Soon, her senior sisters all gathered around.

Among them was a lone man with a effeminate smile on his face; he was none other than his senior brother, Yue Ping.

"Junior Sister Xu."

"You discovered traces of the Fire?"

Yue Ping arrived and asked the question.

"Senior brother."

"I just spotted a huge splash of water to the south."

"After the water droplets fell, I noticed a faint trace of the fire's aura."

"Although it's faint, I can confirm that I'm absolutely not mistaken."

Junior Sister Xu pointed to the sunken lake in the distance and said to Yue Ping.

"We've discovered that too."

"There's something strange there, but I didn't sense any fire energy."

The remaining female cultivators echoed their sentiments.

"Since it contains the aura of fire."

"Then there's no mistake."

"Within this small world lies a dark spring."

"Perhaps it is the essence of the Vermilion Bird that fell into this small world."

"It just happened to hit the spot right in the dark spring, so it didn't leave any trace."

After pondering for a moment, Yue Ping offered an explanation and then led his fellow disciples to the low-lying area.

The surging fire elemental power blotted out the sky and the sun.

As a result, the temperature of the entire sky rose a few degrees.

Yue Ping is one of the eight most talented disciples of this generation from Shenhuang Valley.

They are known as the Eight Phoenix Chicks!

His cultivation level has reached the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, approaching the late stage.

……

Outside the Yinquan eye.

Another day or so has passed.

The Yin Chan King appeared once again.

However, the people of Corpse Demon Skull Mountain had agreed in advance that they would retreat if anything changed.

So there wasn't much loss.

"It's just splashed-out spring water."

That's all.

"I can't even imagine the water in that dark spring!"

Ma Ze found a pool of Yin Spring water outside the sea cliff, splashed out by the Yin Cicada King, and sighed.

They all found the location of the Yin Spring.

But they could only watch helplessly.

Anyone would be unwilling to accept this.

Moreover, Ma Ze also discovered that the Yin Chan King was all bark and no bite, possessing only the strength of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

But it is, after all, a strange beast.

The strength of his body is still terrifying.

Even with a decline in strength, he is still no match for a typical mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Wow!
As the group searched for scattered springs of water, a colossal wave erupted once again from the sea cliffs.

hiss!
The Yin Cicada King reappeared, its eyes filled with savagery.

"Why has it appeared again?"

Ma Ze's expression changed, and he quickly retreated.

According to the pattern, the Yin Cicada King only appears once a day.

The last time it appeared, it was less than half a day.

This caught everyone completely off guard!
"The Shadow Cicada King has appeared again!"

The disciples of Skull Mountain reacted quickly, reminding each other.

They didn't even have time to collect the newly discovered Yin Spring water.

Rolling and crawling.

They used every means at their disposal to escape as quickly as possible.

But this time, the Yin Chan King had reached his limit. These past few days...

These humans have always occupied the area outside the Yin Spring.

It killed countless offspring.

Today, even if it has to endure the torment of that power, it will make these humans pay the price!

hum!
The Yin Chan King hovered in the air, surrounded by a large amount of water vapor. Its four scythe-like forelimbs slashed out one after another, creating eight hundred-meter-long cyan blades that were aimed at the eight people respectively!

This attack was unleashed.

Unable to endure the pain, the Yin Cicada King fell back into the Yin Spring.

But those eight blades of light sliced ​​through the waves that filled the sky.

They had already locked onto eight figures!

"Senior Brother Ma!"

These disciples, who were at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, were so frightened that their souls almost left their bodies, and they hurriedly called out to Ma Ze.

Locked onto by these blades of light.

They have one foot in the grave.

"This Yin Chan King is incredibly powerful."

"I can only withstand four blades of light."

"The rest of you, good luck to yourselves!"

Ma Ze, covered in cold sweat, said to everyone.

Yin Chan Wang was, after all, once at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

These eight blades of light were its angry attack.

Ma Ze even used his trump card to save his life, taking out a huge white bone shell that was five meters in size and holding it in front of him.

But he hasn't forgotten.

Zhang Yan is of extraordinary status.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang."

"Come here quickly!"

"If something happens to you, I won't be able to explain it to the Divine Weapon Pavilion!"

Ma Ze, hiding behind the shell, spoke to Zhang Yan.

The other two, the closest junior brothers, didn't need his instruction and had already come over.

But Yang Lianqing was not among them.

Zhang Yan was merely at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

The other disciples were at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Most of them have a trump card to save their lives. Although the blade light is terrifying, they may still be able to keep their lives.

The situation is critical.

They can only rely on themselves.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang."

"You should go hide with Senior Brother Ma!"

Yang Lianqing did the same, urging Zhang Yan to hurry up.

Zhang Yan glanced around; the other disciples had all taken out their treasures.

Yang Lianqing had only recently broken through to the Nascent Soul stage and didn't have many trump cards left.

If he were alone.

They will surely die under the blade!
"We can't hide it anymore."

Zhang Yan sighed inwardly, his gaze sharpening.

Yang Lianqing did indeed treat him as a friend; otherwise, he wouldn't have made a special trip to invite him.

"Suzaku!"

Zhang Yan clenched his right hand.

A dazzling red and white light shone brightly, and once it was firmly grasped in the hand, the slender and agile Vermilion Bird Fire Sword was already in hand.

A blazing fire manifested around Zhang Yan, swelling rapidly in the wind!
As Zhang Yan's magical power surged.

In the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a magnificent and extraordinary phantom of a Vermilion Bird, a hundred meters in size!

Zhang Yan slashed horizontally with his sword!
Violent!
The Vermilion Bird spread its wings, unleashing a vast sea of ​​white fire, and lunged towards the cyan light blades!

"what?"

When Zhang Yan made his move, everyone was incredulous.

They all know.

Zhang Yan was only at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

However, the aura of this Vermilion Bird phantom surpassed that of the early Nascent Soul stage.

It has reached the terrifying level of the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm!
"Fellow Daoist Zhang."

"It's already come to this?"

"A peak Golden Core cultivator fighting against a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Yang Lianqing was utterly shocked.

He and Zhang Yan were in the Gengjin Small World before.

Zhang Yan was only slightly better than him.

Now that he has broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, he thought he would be able to surpass Zhang Yan, but the gap has actually widened!

when!
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

The phantom of the Vermilion Bird, its claws hovering in the air, unleashed a torrent of flames, and grasped at the blade's light.

The blade's light contained yin energy, enough to obliterate the magical power of ordinary people.

However, when it merges with the fire, it becomes nourishment for the fire.

The Vermilion Bird phantom, with its overwhelming divine power, directly shattered two blades of light, then shattered two more, transforming them into a vast sea of ​​fire before disappearing.

the other side.

Four deep marks were left on Ma Ze's skeletal shell.

But in the end, they managed to hold on.

A life-or-death crisis was averted by the two working together.

But it's obvious.

High above the sky, Zhang Yan, wielding the Vermilion Bird Blazing Sword, was even more relaxed and carefree.

"Zhang Yan."

"He's probably no less talented than those geniuses from the Imperial Sword Sect."

Ma Ze thought to himself.

The Imperial Sword Sect is also one of the five major immortal sects.

As its name suggests, it is famous for its swordsmanship and has produced many sword masters.

Zhang Yan, on the other hand, came from the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

Yet he was able to master such terrifying swordsmanship, which was truly astonishing.

"perhaps."

"It's that special sword."

Ma Ze comforted himself, forcing a smile as he said:

"Fellow Daoist Zhang."

"So you were hiding this swordsmanship skill all along."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for saving my good-for-nothing junior brothers."

Zhang Yan demonstrated his strength.

Ma Ze's attitude was noticeably more polite.

The other junior brothers looked at Zhang Yan with gratitude in their eyes.

If it weren't for Zhang Yan's intervention...

Faced with these flashing blades, they would be crippled even if they didn't die.

"Fellow Daoist Ma."

"You are Welcome."

"However, I have something I'd like to discuss with Fellow Daoist Ma."

Zhang Yan gripped the Vermilion Bird Fire Sword in reverse and said calmly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, please speak."

Ma Ze had a big smile on his face.

"It's true."

"The Yin Cicada King cannot leave the Yin Spring now."

"It's because it swallowed the remaining Vermilion Bird essence of my sword."

"One of the purposes of my trip was to find this origin."

"Since we've run into this, we can't let it go."

"Therefore, I think it is time to join forces with Fellow Daoist Ma to kill that Yin Cicada King."

"Afterwards, I will only take the Vermilion Bird's Origin from the corpse of the Yin Cicada King and the Yin Spring Eye, Fellow Daoist Gui Ma and everyone else."

Zhang Yan shared his thoughts.

The Vermilion Bird's origin is fire.

They didn't even want to touch the disciples of Corpse Demon Skull Mountain.

That's why Zhang Yan made this suggestion: everyone gets what they need, and everyone is happy.

"I see."

"Fellow Daoist Zhang's strength is quite remarkable."

"If we join forces, we certainly have a chance."

"However, in this way, my Corpse Demon Skull Mountain has gained a great advantage."

"If we truly annihilate the Yin Cicada King, in addition to the Vermilion Bird's essence, the spirit crystals within the Yin Spring Eye will also belong to Fellow Daoist Zhang."

Ma Ze was also very shrewd and didn't try to take advantage of people.

If it weren't for Zhang Yan.

He was powerless against the mighty Yin Chan King.

"Then let's get started."

Zhang Yan nodded.

After reaching an agreement, Yang Lianqing and the others retreated.

On the sea cliff, only Zhang Yan and Ma Ze remained.

"Come out!"

With Zhang Yan by his side, Ma Ze could act freely, standing directly on the sea cliff and taking out a peculiar, foul-smelling mass of flesh and blood.

Once this flesh and blood appeared.

There was an immediate reaction in the sea eye below.

Wow!
The hidden Shadow Cicada King has reappeared!
Its body, a hundred meters in size, was like a small mountain, and its thick, dark green crystal armor was probably comparable to a high-grade fourth-tier defensive magic weapon.

If it weren't for Zhang Yan, Ma Ze would have already made a hasty escape.

"It's out!"

Ma Ze quickly retracted his flesh and blood and shouted at Zhang Yan.

With the Vermilion Bird Fire Sword in hand, Zhang Yan immediately activated his magic power, preparing to unleash his swordsmanship once more.

"Wait a minute!"

Just as Zhang Yan was about to make his move, a somewhat shrill voice, carrying the powerful aura of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, suddenly rang out from the sky. (End of Chapter)