281: Chapter 269 Yin Nether Grass (3/3) 281: Chapter 269 Yin Nether Grass (3/3) Zhou Heng and his two female companions walked through the gloomy forest.
Ying ngfan had no idea of the dangers that lurked, only that she felt secure clinging onto Zhou Heng, while Feng Lianqing, the foodie, seed carefree and oblivious.
Helpless, Zhou Heng had no choice but to stay alert.
He couldn’t rely on either of the two won by his side.
In the Death Forest, danger lurked at every step.
A poisonous insect could be hiding under a fallen leaf, ready to spray venom potent enough to corrode even a Nascent Soul Realm expert, mandating extre caution with every step taken.
Yet amidst peril lay the promise of rewards.
From the extre yin spawned yang, and thus the Nine Suns Vitality Grass, capable of extending one’s life by a millennium, was born here.
Besides that, there were other spirit grasses of slightly lower grades, not as wondrous as the Nine Suns Vitality Grass, but precious all the sa.
It was such finds that attracted Spirit Sea Realm experts to co here to gather herbs, eventually leading to the discovery of the Nine Suns Vitality Grass.
It was unknown how many powers would enter this place.
A thousand years of life, even a Divine Infant Realm Old Ancestor would be tempted, for with it one could ensure a millennium of prosperity for their family and sect!
So powers were in decline, the older generation withering away and the new generation lacking soone to carry the mantle.
For them, the Nine Suns Vitality Grass could nd that gap.
After seven days of travel, Zhou Heng’s group had not encountered a single spirit grass.
Although they weren’t searching deliberately, such terrible luck left Zhou Heng and Feng Lianqing quite dissatisfied.
“It’s all your fault, with that unlucky star looming over you.
Any spirit grass would hide itself the mont it sees you!” Feng Lianqing blad Zhou Heng’s appearance for their misfortune.
“You brat, believe it or not, I’ll shut your mouth for you?” Zhou Heng threatened.
Feng Lianqing pouted but dared not speak again.
Being silenced was akin to a death sentence for her!
Out of spite, she entered the Nine Mystic Trial Tower with Grey, surely to gripe about Zhou Heng to Xiao Huoshui and her companions.
Zhou Heng let out a slight smile.
He was very much in control in the presence of his won.
None of them, except for his mother, dared to give him any attitude.
“Zhou Heng, hold tight!” Ying ngfan pressed closer to him.
“It’s a bit cold!”
Zhou Heng wrapped his arms around her slender willowy waist, barely restraining himself from sliding his hand down to her plump, perky buttocks.
But a chilling, sinister coldness snapped him back to high alert, banishing the lustful thoughts for her Mysterious Yin Physique.
Swish swish swish—the sound of movent in the underbrush.
Sothing was approaching!
Zhou Heng’s right hand clenched into a fist, his eyes sharp as blades.
This Death Forest wasn’t all dead terrain; there were said to be incredible creatures like Stone n and Tree People—beings beyond imagination.
The underbrush parted, and two n sprang out, their aura indicating they were of the Heaven-Opening Realm.
The Heaven-Opening Realm?
At any other ti, few in the Mountains and Rivers Realm would dare to enter here, but now even those from the Heaven-Opening Realm appeared, a testant to the allure of the Nine Suns Vitality Grass.
“Hmm?” The two n also noticed Zhou Heng and Ying ngfan.
Because of the Stealth Talisman, they naturally couldn’t sense Zhou Heng’s strength and focused their gaze on Ying ngfan.
Such a transcendent beauty!
A lustful obsession appeared on their faces, and their mouths opened, letting saliva drip out.
One reaching the Heaven-Opening Realm should have unwavering will, immune to threats and temptations, steadfast in his core, unmoved.
Only the stunning beauty of Ying ngfan could cause a lapse, causing them to lose their composure!
“Humph!” Zhou Heng lightly snorted, an awakening call as profound as a bell tolling at dusk.
The two n instantly sobered, exchanging glances before bowing to Ying ngfan, saying, “We were unaware of the Senior’s presence here, please forgive our rudeness!”
Ying ngfan looked puzzled, clinging even tighter to Zhou Heng.
Finally, the two n turned towards Zhou Heng, but he seed just an average-looking youth to them, lacking any remarkable features.
With a powerful Mountains and Rivers Realm expert in front of them, they didn’t dare act rashly, saying, “Juniors will take our leave now!”
They carefully retreated, eyes still on Ying ngfan, stepping backward until the tall grass obscured them; only then did they quickly take to the sky, soon vanishing from sight.
Zhou Heng didn’t pay them any mind.
He felt that ominous energy and quickly found a dark green stone, cold and biting to the touch as he pressed his hand against it.
Why is it so cold?
He flipped the stone over, and with a boom, a terrible yin energy surged out.
The black mist took the shape of a ferocious, clawing monster, lunging viciously toward him.
Zhou Heng snorted lightly.
As he activated his Domain Path, with a boom, Purple Fla blazed, enveloping the gaseous monster.
Squeak—
As the flas seared it, the monster ford from the yin energy let out a piercing shriek, constantly changing shape as if it was caught in a ghostly howl or a wolf’s wail.
This wasn’t an actual sound, but a fluctuation of Divine Sense, enough to scare the less resolute wetting themselves in terror.
Ying ngfan turned pale, hugging Zhou Heng’s waist, her face buried in his chest, shaking uncontrollably.
Zhou Heng snorted again, the Purple Fla burning even brighter.
Boom—the mass of yin energy was ultimately incinerated completely.
This Purple Fla had absorbed Earth Fire and was a force of positive energy from the natural world, exceedingly effective against dark entities with its supre restraining power.
“It’s okay, it’s all over now!” Zhou Heng soothed, stroking Ying ngfan’s hair softly.
“Mm!” Ying ngfan was still huddled in his embrace, but now she dared to look up.
After the yin energy monster was destroyed, that spine-chilling sensation dissipated instantly, bolstering her courage.
Zhou Heng glanced intently and saw that beneath the stone was a corpse, now reduced to a few blackened bones.
Not even a Spirit Sea Realm corpse could be preserved in this place; the harsh environnt would corrode it away to nothing.
I wonder what cultivation level this person had in life!
Among the few remaining withered bones grew a strange half-inch tall plant, completely black with seven leaves on a primary stem, thin as cicada wings.
Upon closer inspection, each leaf actually bore a skull pattern!
Could this be considered a Spirit Grass?
If nothing else, it was undoubtedly the corpse of that powerful character that nurtured this Spirit Grass.
However, the thought of a Spirit Grass growing from a dead body always seed to send a chill down one’s spine.
Unclean, disadvantageous, sinister and eerie.
Rustle rustle rustle!
The sound of swaying vegetation rose once again, and Zhou Heng frowned, looking back.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Seven people erged from behind the bushes, two of whom were the n who had appeared earlier.
The other five were also male, one of whom was quite young and handso.
The remaining four were all old n in their sixties, dressed in purple, green, white, and black robes, each exuding an extrely powerful aura.
“There really is Yin Nether Grass!”
“It’s you!”
Several voices rose simultaneously.
The four old n fixed their eight eyes on the black Spirit Grass amongst the bones, while the young man glared at Zhou Heng, the fury in his eyes almost afla.
Yin Nether Grass?
Even the na sounds ominous!
Zhou Heng’s gaze shifted to the young man.
Although he hadn’t seen that face many tis, with the superior mory that ca with being a high-tier martial artist, he imdiately recalled a na.
Yan Yinglong!
It was he who had drugged An Yui in Tianhang City, hoping to take advantage of her.
After Zhou Heng had rescued An Yui using the Nine Mystic Trial Tower, Yan Yinglong, fearing An Luochen’s wrath, had fled Tianhang City early.
And unexpectedly, Zhou Heng encountered him here again!
Zhou Heng was no hero bent on vanquishing evil, but Yan Yinglong’s attempt to harm his woman made it his business!
“Damned scoundrel!” Yan Yinglong roared in anger.
He absolutely loathed Zhou Heng to the marrow!
If it weren’t for him, Yan could have already beco the son-in-law of a Heaven-Opening Realm expert!
Would he have had to slink away from ho, seething with anger and cooped up in so backwater until recently when he chanced upon a benefactor?
He hated him!
“You two can get lost!” the purple-robed old man shouted at Zhou Heng and Ying ngfan.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to kill witnesses or that they were virtuous and unmoved by Ying ngfan’s beauty.
It was simply because they were all at the Mountains and Rivers Realm.
While four against one guaranteed victory, it was impossible for them to kill or even capture Ying ngfan when everyone was at the sa Great Realm.
Better to keep things easy for everyone.
Besides, Yin Nether Grass was only useful to warriors of the Poisonous Blood Sect who practised sinister cultivation techniques; it was useless to anyone else.
“Old Ancestor, please allow Yan Yinglong to deal with that man himself, as they share a deep hatred,” Yan Yinglong imdiately spoke up.
For the past two years, he’d lurked in remote corners until recently when Poisonous Blood Sect took him in.
Because of this, he wasn’t aware of Zhou Heng’s current reputation.
In his eyes, Zhou Heng was still just the Minor Warrior who had just entered the Gathering Spirit Realm and would easily be defeated!
The green-robed old man nodded and then said to Ying ngfan, “Leave the boy behind!”
Ying ngfan, frightened, rely clung to Zhou Heng.
This scene appeared very odd to the seven onlookers; clearly, a Mountains and Rivers Realm expert, acting like a child.
Was this really the ti for acting cute?
Zhou Heng’s eyes turned fierce, showing a trace of killing intent, and said, “You all should stay put, so you won’t be lonely on the Yellow Springs Road!”
“Haha, what audacity!” The black-robed old man laughed in anger.
The dignity of an expert could not be trifled with, and he imdiately reached out a hand toward Zhou Heng, turning it into a black giant hand that carried a faint, unpleasant sll.
This cultivation technique, it seed familiar!
Zhou Heng casually flicked it away.
Although they were both at the Mountains and Rivers Realm, the gap between their spiritual powers was imnse.
The black-robed old man was sent reeling, his face turning deathly pale as he vomited a mouthful of blood and stumbled dozens of steps backward.
Hiss!
Witnessing this, the remaining six were visibly shocked.
Especially Yan Yinglong, who recognised Zhou Heng.
Wasn’t he supposedly only at the Spirit Gathering Realm?
How could a re wave of his hand repel an Old Ancestor?
It made no sense; it was simply impossible!
For a mont, he felt utterly confused.
“You’re from the Poisonous Blood Sect, right?” Zhou Heng suddenly recalled, the technique of the old man was from the sa origin as Shangguan Qi and Zuo Hongchen whom he had encountered earlier in the Beast Fighting Arena of Tianhang City.
As he thought of these two, his rage surged within him.
(To be continued.
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