The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

The Thunder Dragon is not a physical entity, but a compressed aggregate of thunder spirit power and lightning, and the thunder within it is extremely terrifying.

The weak, early-stage first-tier spirit beast was instantly electrified by the flashing lightning and turned into a wisp of black smoke.

The mid-stage first-tier spirit beast only managed to hold on for a few more breaths before turning into a pile of charred remains.

"I can not be reconciled!"

The leader of the Spirit Beast Mountain disciples looked on in despair as he saw the thunder dragon charging toward him.

How could he possibly withstand such a powerful attack?

"boom!"

The thunder dragon instantly devoured the four people, and countless bolts of lightning appeared on their bodies. The spiritual light defense formed by the talismans was shattered in an instant, leaving them powerless to resist.

"what!"

"Senior! Spare me!"

"I have a family secret..."

As disciples of the Spirit Beast Mountain, most of their strength lay in their spirit pets, and their own combat abilities were quite ordinary, making it difficult for them to resist.

In just over ten breaths, all four of them had turned into a pile of charred remains, unrecognizable as human figures. Anyone who didn't know better would have mistaken them for burnt timber.

The Wind Spirit Vulture, not far away, had already been killed by Nangong Wan and turned into a beast corpse.

With a thought, Lu Yao's four storage bags fell into his hands, and he threw them directly into his Origin Space.

"Clap clap clap! Junior Brother Lu's lightning technique is undoubtedly the best in the Hidden Moon Sect."

Nangong Wan clapped her small hands and walked over with a smile.

"Uncle-Master, you flatter me."

Lu Yao smiled. His lightning techniques had all been enhanced by the Haotian Pearl and were all at the perfect level. Not to mention the entire Tiannan region, at least among the disciples of the seven major sects, no one could surpass him in lightning techniques.

"Let's go, there's only one day left. We need to speed things up and try to clear out a few more monster points."

Nangong Wan conjured up a map of the forbidden area in her mind and had already devised the best route.

In a short while, the Qi Refining disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect finished harvesting the spiritual herbs and delivered them to Nangong Wan.

Next, Lu Yao followed Nangong Wan and pushed forward all the way. When they reached the third monster point, they finally arrived at the stone palace of the Black Scale Python.

Standing outside the stone hall, Lu Yao used his divine sense to thoroughly investigate, but he did not find any trace of Han Li.

"Has he already gone in?"

Lu Yao's heart stirred. The swamp beneath this stone palace was the place where Nangong Wan and Han Li's fate began. However, without the black dragon's lustful sac, Brother Han would probably have to take a few more detours.

“Grandmaster, this is the Black Scale Python’s cave. According to previous intelligence, this beast is extremely troublesome, cunning and ruthless. At least ten of our sect members have died here.”

A disciple at the Qi Refining stage, looking indignant, reported this to Nangong Wan.

"Since that's the case, let's kill this beast and avenge them."

A cold glint flashed in Nangong Wan's eyes as she took the lead and stepped into the stone hall.

Soon, Lu Yao and the others entered the underground swamp plaza.

"It is indeed here."

Lu Yao's divine sense was constantly observing the surroundings. Although Han Li used an invisibility talisman, how could it possibly escape his divine sense?

Because Nangong Wan's cultivation level had dropped to Qi Refining, her divine sense could not be activated for long periods of time, so she did not always use her divine sense to cover her surroundings.

"Who goes there?! Show yourself!"

Lu Yao's heart stirred, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. He directly exposed Han Li's hiding place.

Nangong Wan and the other Qi Refining disciples were all taken aback and looked in the direction Lu Yao pointed.

Nangong Wan immediately extended her divine sense and discovered Han Li.

"Cough cough cough! Hold on! Brother Yao, it's me!"

Han Li realized he had been discovered and knew there was no point in hiding any longer, so he simply came out.

"Brother Han? What are you doing here? Did you kill the Black-scaled Python here?"

Lu Yao pretended to be stunned and said with an incredulous look.

Upon hearing Lu Yao's words, the Qi Refining disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect all felt a chill run down their spines. Could this be a formidable individual who could single-handedly kill a late-stage first-tier demonic beast?

Even Nangong Wan looked at Han Li with curiosity.

"Impossible. This person is only at the tenth level of Qi Refining. How could he possibly deal with the Black Scale Python alone?"

Nangong Wan frowned, immediately denying the possibility that Han Li could kill the Black Scale Python single-handedly.

"Brother Han, these are all my fellow disciples; we act together."

"His name is Han Li. He is a cultivator from Huangfeng Valley and a friend of mine for many years."

Lu Yao did not reveal Nangong Wan's name, since Nangong Wan had entered this time with her identity concealed.

“Hidden Moon Sect, Nangong Ping.”

Out of respect for Lu Yao, Nangong Wan gave a false name and then turned to check the situation in the swamp.

"Brother Yao, why do all your fellow disciples seem so unapproachable?"

After seeing Nangong Wan and the group of Qi Refining disciples leave, Han Li approached Lu Yao and whispered.

"Don't worry about that. By the way, why did you come to the central region? Can your small frame handle it?"

Lu Yao waved his hand, revealing a teasing expression.

"Sigh, I just wanted to collect more medicinal herbs, especially the seeds. They're not very valuable, so I can keep them for myself."

Han Li sighed softly, thinking about his impoverished life, and couldn't help but wipe away a tear of bitterness.

Each sect has a rule that any spiritual herbs obtained in forbidden areas must be handed over; they cannot be left to the disciples who gather the herbs.

However, the situation is different with spiritual herb seeds. If a sect takes them to plant, it will take at least several decades or even hundreds of years before they can be used. The time and effort spent are extremely low compared to the harvest. In addition, with a medicinal garden like the Crimson Forbidden Land, the seven major sects are even less concerned about a few spiritual herb seeds.

"You're quite clever. Do you have any medicinal herbs on you? I can help you take them out."

Lu Yao smiled. Old Devil Han's reaction was quick. To him, the spirit herb seeds were no different from mature spirit herbs; he could have as many as he wanted.

"Yes, yes, I have thirteen medicinal herbs here. I'll keep three to hand over, and I'll leave the rest to Brother Yao."

Upon hearing that Lu Yao could take the spiritual medicine out, Han Li's face lit up with joy. He didn't even ask any questions before believing Lu Yao, because Han Li believed that Lu Yao had such an ability.

"Alright, but I heard that your sect's Core Formation elder made a bet with the Core Formation expert from Qingxu Temple, betting on which disciple can gather more spiritual herbs. Aren't you planning to get more? You might have a chance to become an apprentice later."

Lu Yao's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly remembered that there was a gambling game outside the forbidden area. He couldn't help but say this to Han Li.

A dozen or so ancient medicinal herbs, each hundreds of years old, are worth more than ten thousand spirit stones. They offer the chance to become disciples of a Core Formation cultivator, something that cannot be bought with spirit stones, at least not in Yellow Maple Valley.

That depends on Han Li's own choice.

Upon hearing Lu Yao's words, Han Li first looked at Lu Yao in shock, and then hesitated.

Han Li was well aware of the difference between having a master and not having one. It wasn't just about guidance in cultivation; background, influence, and so on were all potential resources.

"We have to try this opportunity. With the seeds of spiritual herbs in hand, what are these hundred-year-old spiritual herbs?"

Han Li hesitated for a few moments before making up his mind to use these spiritual herbs to try and become an apprentice.