Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 433: 1 Road to Immortality 24

hum!

A barely perceptible sound of breaking through the air was heard, so slight that it was even completely covered by the roar of the crocodile dragon and the fluctuations of spiritual power that Wei Siyuan used to stimulate the sword.

A gray, inconspicuous pill was shot accurately at a tricky angle, without anyone noticing, into the crocodile's slightly opened mouth as it tilted its head back to gather strength!

The pill dissolved instantly, without any earth-shattering explosion, emitting only a very special smell, an extremely light and strange fishy-sweet smell, which quickly merged into the crocodile dragon's blood.

Wei Siyuan, who was about to fight to the death, suddenly stopped moving! He keenly sensed a subtle interference from outside the battlefield.

Then, an incredible scene happened——

The Abyss Iron-Armored Crocodile Dragon, which was about to spit out a world-destroying blow, suddenly became extremely stiff and slow. Its huge head began to shake unnaturally, and the violent rage in its eyes was replaced by a sudden confusion and uncontrollable excitement.

The terrifying dark red spiritual light that was gathering in its mouth flickered a few times like a candle in the wind, and then... quietly went out!

"Ah... Roar..." The crocodile let out a long howl that sounded confused but also carried a certain strange pleasure. Rather than sounding angry, the sound was more like... some kind of uncontrollable hum?

Its huge body began to twitch and twist uncontrollably, and its huge tail slapped the sea surface randomly, stirring up chaotic water mist, and the rhythm of its attack was completely messed up!

Wei Siyuan and the other two immediately seized the opportunity to make a comeback!

"Good opportunity!" Although Wei Siyuan was shocked by the sudden change, his fighting instinct made him hesitate without hesitation. He shouted, "Attack his weak spot!"

The blue light of the Cangming Sword suddenly increased, transforming into a shocking rainbow that tore through the fog and pierced the lighter scale under the crocodile's throat!

puff!

A muffled sound was heard, followed by the sharp sound of armor shattering! Blood gushed out!

The attacks of the other two Tianjian Sect disciples also hit the crocodile at the same time. Although not fatal, they did severely damage other parts of its body.

The severe pain finally overwhelmed the strange excitement brought by the mysterious elixir. The crocodile let out a shrill and earth-shaking howl. Its huge body rolled and twisted wildly due to the severe pain. The huge force stirred the sea surface, forming a vortex of death.

But this frantic struggle was already a spent force. Wei Siyuan's sword intent had already penetrated its internal organs, cutting off its life.

The struggle gradually weakened. The huge beast finally floated powerlessly on the sea, and blood dyed a large area of ​​the sea red.

The two Tianjian Sect disciples who survived the disaster sat slumped on their respective flying magic tools, gasping for breath, their faces filled with fear and unbelievable ecstasy.

Only Wei Siyuan, holding the Cangming Sword that was still dripping with hot beast blood, stood on the sea where the waves had calmed down a little.

The sword energy around him had not yet dissipated, but his eyes were as sharp as lightning, and suddenly shot towards the direction where the pill had flown from before - the shadowy area that had just been obscured by thick fog and waves.

Yun Chu threw a special psychedelic pill that targeted the sensory nerves of water-based monsters, and then he decisively put away the spirit boat. His entire aura was completely integrated into the violent wind and waves around him and the gray fog that had not yet dissipated.

Just like a drop of water merging into the ocean, without even a ripple.

The veil of thick fog and water vapor was torn open by the surging wind.

Wei Siyuan's cold and sharp gaze was like a real sword edge, piercing through the mist and landing accurately on the area where Yun Chu had just briefly stayed.

No one is empty.

There were only the constantly surging waves crashing against the remaining vortex created by the crocodile's dying struggle, and the broken water mist blown away by the strong wind.

Wei Siyuan's gaze swept across the void, his brows furrowed.

In that extremely brief moment just now, he clearly sensed an extremely weak yet extremely pure fluctuation of spiritual power, as well as an... extremely cold and emotionless gaze.

The gaze seemed to linger on him, especially on the sword in his hand, for a moment.

That wasn't a look of watching the fun, but more like a precise scrutiny, a confirmation of having seen the "target".

But how?

How could someone be able to hide here so perfectly?

The attack was so fast, the effect was so strange and precise, and it disappeared without a trace?

"Brother Wei!" A voice, filled with the excitement of having survived a catastrophe, interrupted his gaze, "Look! This alligator dragon..."

The companions discovered a valuable part of the crocodile and were excited to share it.

Wei Siyuan slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at the corpse of the giant beast floating on the sea.

Blood continued to flow out, merging into the deep sea. His stern face held no smile, only a lingering solemnity flashed through the depths of his eyes.

"Hmm." He replied in a low voice, shaking the Cangming Sword in his hand lightly and shaking off the last drop of beast blood on the sword. "Gather the spoils. We can't stay here for long. Let's go."

Wei Siyuan did not mention the mysterious helper to his companions.

It's all so weird.

That fleeting aura, that terrifyingly precise delivery of the elixir, that unprovoked aid and complete invisibility... Was he an enemy? A friend? Or... did he have other motives?

The thick fog gathered again, hiding the last trace of the bloody sea and completely swallowing up all traces of what had just happened on the battlefield.

Wei Siyuan took one last deep look at the empty sea, as if he wanted to imprint that nothingness in his mind.

Deeper and deeper in the icy waters, Yun Chu drifted slowly along the undercurrent like a reef, silently sensing the powerful divine sense's final sweep across the surface. Her eyes, in the absolute darkness, were cold and clear.

Wei Siyuan, the genius of the Tianjian Sect... the heroine's most important future guardian...

***

A few days later, deep in the outer sea, there was the Wanjun Sea Eye.

This sea area is a real forbidden zone for life.

The huge whirlpool is connected to the unknown deep sea abyss, and a low roar comes from the center, which seems to be able to suck in the human soul.

The violent gale is compressed and twisted here, forming invisible high-speed water blades that cut through any living creature that dares to approach.

The air was as thick as a quagmire, filled with the cold and dead aura of the decaying remains of ancient sea beasts, enough to stagnate the spiritual power of low-level cultivators.

Yun Chu restrained all her presence, like a shadow, carefully sneaking along the edge of the turbulent current, avoiding those deadly traps. Her target was the rare "Soul-Sinking Herb" growing on the rock walls outside the sea eye. It was a treasure used to refine powerful soul-enhancing elixirs.

However, just when she successfully collected several spiritual herbs wrapped in gray-white light, the abnormal spiritual power fluctuations and faint fighting sounds coming from the edge of the vortex in front of her once again attracted her attention.

This time, it was no longer a single monster roaring.

Through the gray-white mist and the violent ocean current curtain wall, Yun Chu frowned slightly at the situation detected by his spiritual sense.

Wei Siyuan and the other two somehow found themselves trapped in one of the most dangerous places outside the sea eye - an area called the "Thousand-Spin Broken Rock Belt".

There are densely packed with small whirlpools of varying sizes and with astonishing rotation speeds. What's even more terrifying is that these small whirlpools are not formed entirely naturally, but are used as nests by a group of "Soul-Eating Ghost-Faced Fish"!

The Soul-Eating Ghost-Faced Fish is a third-level social monster. Its individual strength is not top-notch (probably in the early to middle stage of foundation building), but its number is as huge as the tide.

They look as ugly as mummies, with mouths full of sharp teeth. The most terrifying thing is that they can emit an invisible "spiritual scream" that directly impacts the cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness, and are even better at devouring the spiritual power released by their opponents!

They are like a thorn in the flesh, biting madly at the protective aura. Once entangled, it is like being stuck in a quagmire, being dragged deeper and deeper, and eventually the spiritual power is exhausted, and they are completely crushed by the whirlpool or dragged into the belly of a fish.