Chapter 555 - Monk Killing

The four Alien Cultivator s chose different paths to enter the mountain, but Yang Junshan chose to follow behind the Shi nationality cultivator Yuan Yong in the end.

Amongst the four Alien Cultivator s, Lan Ying had the highest cultivation base. However, Yang Junshan felt that the most difficult to deal with was the barbarian cultivator, Old Poison.

As for the Shi nationality’s cultivators Yuan Yong and Jia He, the two of them had similar cultivations, and there was alsuge gap between their cultivation and Yang Junshan’s. Furthermore, they were the alien races that Yang Junshan was most familiar with.

Compared to the Demonic Cultivator’s naked act of evil, Yang Junshan was even more disgusted with the hypocrisy of the Shi nationality’s Seven Pine Factions.

Although the red mist formed by the Peach Blossom Barrier blocked people’s line of sight and corroded the cultivators’ consciousness, under Yang Junshan’s Dianthus, he could actually see through a distance of tens of meters through the red mist mountain. Yuan Yong’s tracks had never left Yang Junshan’s side.

It was surrounded by thick and thin, tall and short peach trees, and each peach tree was covered in bright peach blossoms. The closer the thick peach blossom miasma got to the peach blossoms that filled the tree, the more enchanting the color became.

Peach blossom miasma, strange/lecherous!

Yuan Yong obviously did not expect that someone would brave the threat of being eroded by the Peach Blossom miasma and enter the Red Mist Mountain to follow him. So much so that when Yang Junshan attacked, he was completely caught off guard.

Relying on his Dianthus, which could not be blocked by the Peach Blossom miasma, Yang Junshan easily circled around the Shi nationality’s cultivator and laid an ambush in front of him.

When Yuan Yong walked to an empty space, he suddenly felt something strange above his head. When he suddenly raised his head to look, he saw the miasma in the air churning down like boiling water, and a giant seal suddenly broke through the miasma and pressed down on him.

Yuan Yong’s eyes were wide open as he shouted out explosively. Following that, he squatted down with his legs spread out and raised both his hands towards the sky. Behind him, a giant Dharma Idol with eyes wide opened instantly and his body movements were exactly the same as Yuan Yong’s, only that his appearance was extremely blurry.

The huge Dharma Idol suddenly stopped the Mountain Monarch Seal in mid air, the huge force of the Overcast Seal directly struck the ground through the Dharma Idol, causing countless earth waves to explode in all directions, causing the entire ground to sink 10 feet under Yuan Yong’s feet.

However, just as Yuan Yong’s sacred art was about to block the Mountain Monarch Seal, the ground suddenly shook, and Yuan Yong who was barely holding on suddenly lost his balance, his legs staggered, the sacred art and appearance behind him also swayed, the Mountain Monarch Seal’s seal surface shone brilliantly, and the two giant hands of vital energy immediately collapsed.

Without support, the Mountain Monarch Seal suppressed down once again, Yuan Yong anxiously used the buddhist essence in his body, but unexpectedly, the ground suddenly caved in, a huge fissure spread out on both sides of the ground, and Yuan Yong’s feet were empty, as he fell towards the fissure.

Until now, if Yuan Yong still didn’t notice that someone was deliberately trying to kill him again, then he would truly die with regret.

In the nick of time, Yuan Yong’s feet stepped on empty space, many Origin Energy lotuses bloomed under his feet, allowing him to escape the moment the ground closed, but the Divine Arts behind him were crushed by the Mountain Monarch Seal that had lost its support.

Now that the sacred art was broken, Yuan Yong’s internal Buddhism energy was consumed to the extreme, and even his elemental energy was shaken. Even though he had temporarily escaped, he looked pale and dispirited.

“Who ambushed this poor monk?”

Yuan Yong suddenly roared and an invisible wave surged out from his mouth. The short trees in the grass in front of him all fell forward, just like a fierce wind. Countless petals rustled down, as if a pink rain of flowers had fallen.

However, Yuan Yong’s brows creased very quickly. In reality, his roar was just to find the location of the person hiding in the shadows. However, the opponent seemed to have a deep understanding of his methods, causing his plan to miss again.

Yuan Yong’s expression suddenly changed, he turned around abruptly, but there was only a misty red mist behind him and the outline of a peach tree within the mist.

Gradually it evolved intint of fear, and with a hint of panic, he roared out. “Lan Ying, I know it’s you, don’t think that you can hide from me by changing methods, only you can hide yourself in this peach forest, and no one will discover you!”

Just as Yuan Yong finished speaking, his legs suddenly tightened and his expression changed. Just as he was about to struggle, suddenly, a huge force came from the ground and his terrified cry stopped abruptly. Yuan Yong’s entire being was actually pulled into the ground.

Dull sounds came from underground. The soil in this part of the peach forest rose and fell like waves, and anyone who stepped on it would sink a foot deep. Occasionally, there would be an explosion, causing the soil on the ground to explode like a fountain.

After a moment, all sound disappeared, and the whole forest returned to its silent state. A person suddenly floated up from the soft ground, holding something in each hand, a copper alms bowl in his left hand and a glass-like crystal in his right. It was the sariras that would normally remain after the Shi nationality cultivators had turned silent.

The sariras were equivalent to the inheritance jade plate s of the cultivators of the Shi nationality, and were a carrier of the inheritance of the sacred art of the Shi nationality. Even if the cultivators of other clans obtained the sariras, they would not be able to obtain the inheritance of the Shi nationality.

However, every single sariras still had a strand of the spirit of a cultivator who had passed away. This spirit was quite useful and was often coveted by others.

As for the copper alms bowl, it was one of Yuan Yong’s personal Buddhist items. However, the exchange between the two was too quick, Yuan Yong did not even have the time to bring it out, and was directly pulled down into the ground by Yang Junshan, being completely suppressed by him. Although the alms bowl was useful, Yuan Yong could only use it to defend himself, but in the end, he was still killed by Yang Junshan.

Although Buddhist items could not be directly used by human cultivators, they had many similarities with human cultivators’ treasures. Yang Junshan remembered that after being modified by a Master Refiner, they could be used as treasures, but their power was slightly weaker than human cultivators of the same level.

Although Yang Junshan had only taken a quick glance, he had already discovered several spirit materials that were rarely seen in the cultivation world. Not only did he think to himself, could these be the things that Yuan Yong obtained from the outside world before he entered the cultivation world?

Even though this Red Mist Mountain was huge, and Yang Junshan had also deliberately pulled Yuan Yong into the ground, minimizing the amount of activity produced by the dual combat techniques, he didn’t dare believe that killing Yuan Yong would not alarm anyone else.

Furthermore, through Yuan Yong, Yang Junshan had found out that this Lan Ying seemed to have a method that allowed him to use the trees to hide her tracks. This made Yang Junshan think of the three Shaman Clan cultivators he encountered when he first entered the Coldjade mountain range.

Yang Junshan did not dare to stay here for long, and he did not continue to walk towards the direction of the Red Mist Peak from Yuan Yong’s point of view.

As expected, not long after Yang Junshan left, a nearby peach tree suddenly started to move without any wind, and then a few peach leaves started to fall by themselves, falling towards different directions of the clearing in the peach forest.

Moments later, the leaves that fell to the ground suddenly returned to their original spot on the peach tree. The entire peach tree began to wither at an extremely fast speed.

When the withered tree trunk began to decay and gradually became unable to withstand the power of the peach tree, the entire peach tree suddenly collapsed. “Crack! Crack!”

“Puff! Puff!” The woodpecker flapped his wings and flew up. It was very strange in this quiet forest. There were other life forms in this mountain shrouded in the poisonous fog of the Peach Blossom miasma.

Although Yang Junshan had not seen this strange scene, he was immediately attacked by the other dire beasts. In the instant of being attacked, Yang Junshan was also shocked, for there really were other life forms within the poisonous miasma.

Yang Junshan also walked intrap as well. The thick miasma had weakened his senses, and when he felt a suffocating aura appear above his head, he raised his head only to see a huge mouth swallowing towards his head.

Not only did that huge mouth spit out a disgusting stench, but it also had poison that could make people faint.

Yang Junshan only had enough time to use half of his “Spatial Compression” ability before his entire body was sent tumbling far away by the ability.

A muffled sound came from behind him, as if he was biting on empty air with his mouth wide open. However, Yang Junshan could clearly feel that the danger had not been resolved, and a chill went straight into his back.

Yang Junshan didn’t even have time to stand up, he just dove straight into the ground, following that was an object that pierced towards the ground like a spear.

A few meters away, Yang Junshan had just crawled out from the ground. Witouch of his clothes, he discovered that there were two holes pierced through his back, if he had been even slightly slower in hiding, then his body would have been pierced.

However, the person who sneaked an attack on him seemed to be fated with Yang Junshan, and the methods he used were also intertwined. Before Yang Junshan could even catch his breath, a strong gust of wind had already swept over.

However, Yang Junshan was already prepared, witalm facing the direction of where the gale wind came from, a biting cold blade light flew out, from the distant red fog, a loud sound akin to a sharp blade cutting into flesh, followed by an immense force. Yang Junshan’s body was uncontrollably sent flying back more than thirty meters, before he managed to stand firm on his feet.

Secretly calming the raging true essence in his body, Yang Junshan finally had time to check who was actually attacking from the shadows. He saw that in the midst of the red fog, there waython with a body as thick as a person’s thigh swimming about among the branches of several peach trees. Its oily green eyes were like two ghostfire, as though it could also penetrate the dense red fog.