Chapter 317: Buy some local specialties

In the back mountain, ancient trees towered into the sky, and the spiritual qi was overwhelming. The mountain range stretched endlessly for thousands of miles.

Two elderly men sat cross-legged in the mountains, their white eyebrows fluttering wildly, as an ominous feeling of great danger continuously emanated from them. Divination revealed misfortune!

Tonight, a grayness swept over the world, and the night wind was chilling to the bone.

Cold winds swirled around the treetops like flying catkins, embracing the bone-chilling cold alone. A dark figure stood silently under the midnight moonlight, clad entirely in black, exuding an eternal coldness.

Behind him, three deep and dark mountain-axing axes glimmered faintly, somewhat dazzling.

The two white-haired elders felt a chill in their bodies, as if a peerless danger was staring at them, yet they couldn''t calculate the source of the aura.

Their bodies stiffened, and they slowly turned their heads, as if struck by lightning, their expressions filled with intense shock!

The night wind howled, and a figure stood atop an ancient tree, his robes fluttering. A giant full moon highlighted his solitary figure, his cultivation... unfathomable.

"Who are you?!"

"This is the ancestral land of our Jiang family. We have been summoned by the Bai Li clan, and we hope you will not cause a great disturbance, as the boundary war is imminent."

The two elders spoke one after another, appearing small and helpless in the night. The situation had already exceeded their expectations, with old monsters emerging from all sides, and the Jiang family had never been invincible in the world.

Clouds slowly drifted past, obscuring the moonlight, revealing a pair of cold, emotionless eyes—it was Chen Xun!

He pinched two Earth rank Sitting Forget talismans between his fingers and lightly pointed into the void. The expressions of the two Jiang family patriarchs changed dramatically, and their blood surged in an instant!

Splat!

Splat!

Two mouthfuls of reverse blood were spat out, their pupils contracted violently. Even at the mid-stage of Nascent Soul, they couldn''t resist, as the talismans forcibly entered their bodies along the meridians of heaven and earth!

The Jiang family patriarchs unleashed all their methods, their vast mana as boundless as the sea, but it was too late to investigate. They had to first dispel the terrifying backlash of their blood and qi!

But it was as if they were forcibly plunged into a tribulation of inner demons, their hair wildly fluttering, their blood and qi reversing, feeling as if they were going mad.

"Brother Dao, use the Tranquil Zen True Pill!"

"Sir, we have no enmity with you, why use such vicious means to harm us?! What do you take the many fellow Daoists of Da Li for?!"

Their eyes bulged, blood vessels surfaced, and their mana, blood, and meridians all began to chaos, even their consciousness becoming somewhat unclear.

"I am the demon cultivator of the Forbidden Sea. The Flaming Red Ancient Lion clan will be under my protection in the future."

Chen Xun spoke coldly, each word deliberate, a gleam of dark light shooting from his black eyes. "This is a small punishment and a big warning. If you dare to kill recklessly again, I will ensure the Jiang family is erased from Da Li, and not even the Bai Li clan can save you."

"If you don''t believe me, feel free to try."

These words were spoken lightly, but from his mouth, they were filled with immense confidence, making one involuntarily feel a sense of conviction, even if they were the target.

The words came with the night wind, as if piercing through the bodies of the two Jiang family patriarchs, the chilling killing intent stabbing into their bones.

Cold sweat appeared on their foreheads. The demon cultivator of the Forbidden Sea was indeed this person, and he dared to come to the Jiang family!

Yet they were still using their primordial spirits to resist the terrifying self-backlash, daring not to speak out in anger, as in the world of immortals, the strong ruled, especially such overwhelmingly powerful beings.

Any schemes were child''s play to such a person, and divination couldn''t reveal their roots. Yet such people were the most terrifying cultivators in the world of immortals.

"Sir... we already know, we will no longer hunt... the Flaming Red Ancient Lion."

One elder spoke haltingly, the blood he spat staining his white robe, his face extremely unsightly. "We hope fellow Daoist... will forgive us."

Chen Xun gave no response, and just as the other Jiang family patriarch looked over, the man had already vanished into the moonlit night, silently, coming and going without a trace, his mana far surpassing theirs.

Splat!

Another mouthful of blood was spat out, their sense of panic growing stronger, quickly taking pills and meditating in shock.

Their expressions became increasingly twisted, as their inner demons were once again provoked, torturing them to the point of ''wanting to die yet unable to.''

"Brother Dao... this person... this person is probably about to enter that supreme... Void Refinement realm."

"This person emerged from the Forbidden Sea demon nest, likely... not from our era."

The two discussed with trepidation, cold sweat dripping into their hearts, the strange magical artifacts and attire, the involvement with the Flaming Red Ancient Lion, and the never-before-seen talisman methods, could only be traced back to that distant era.

They silently exchanged a glance, the Jiang family remained quiet, even the grand formation was undamaged, all their thoughts being gradually extinguished, calming their minds.

Tonight was destined to be sleepless.

At the closed-door cultivation site of the Lingwu Ancient Immortal Sect''s patriarch, the Thunder Pool Tianshan suddenly erupted with surging thunder, stirring the boundless sea of lightning, illuminating the mountains and rivers for miles.

"Senior brother, senior sister, what''s happening, why is the Thunder Pool Tianshan in turmoil?!"

"Impossible, that''s the closed-door cultivation site of the patriarchs!"

"Could it be... a patriarch is practicing a forbidden technique?!"

...

Many disciples emerged from their cave abodes, shocked and dismayed, their clamor shaking the surroundings, gazing at the sky, looking towards the sect''s forbidden ground!

A powerful spiritual pressure enveloped the heavens and earth, yet in less than a stick of incense''s time, Tianshan fell completely silent, the patriarchs utterly quiet, silent and speechless.

"All disciples, focus on your cultivation, no need to worry."

A vast and majestic voice echoed through the sect, the patriarch personally speaking, suppressing all the disciples'' curiosity.

But this matter gradually became a strange tale, as the forbidden Tianshan had never erupted with such violent thunder, and even countless years later, no reason was found, becoming part of the sect''s history.

The next day, night.

At the Baiyu Merchant Association, this association controlled numerous mineral veins, holding sway over the cultivation resources of over a dozen major states, and even had connections with several ancient lands, its background exceedingly vast.

By a lakeside, a woman was cultivating at the center of the lake, slowly opening her eyes, with a solemn look in them: "Fellow Daoist, what is your intention?"

"Settling some matters." A calm voice sounded between heaven and earth.

Boom!

Suddenly, several towering water curtains rose, sealing the heavens and earth. The woman''s brow furrowed in alarm and anger as she looked at the approaching black-clad, hooded man: "Forbidden Sea demon cultivator?!"

"Indeed, it is I."

Chen Xun''s lips curled into a cold smile, a monstrous spiritual pressure bearing down on the woman, the entire lake''s waters surging, obscuring the situation within.

A stick of incense later, all returned to calm.

Chen Xun stepped out from the water curtain, expressionless, ripples spreading in the void, disappearing completely from the scene.

Splat!

The woman spat a mouthful of blood, staining the rippling lake surface, her eyes filled with deep fear and helplessness, recalling the death of the Yu family patriarch.

The next day, as the sun rose.

The three great overwhelming forces showed remarkable restraint in restraining their disciples, ordering them not to hunt the Flaming Red Ancient Lion clan, bringing the matter to a complete end.

That person acted with too much principle, and if truly angered, they dared not imagine the consequences. This person had transcended all the great powers of Da Li, and face was mutually given.

This matter they dared not publicize, only swallowing their grievances silently.

But the name of the Forbidden Sea demon cultivator left a deep shadow in their hearts, challenging the three great sky-covering forces of Da Li alone, who dared to contend with him.

Many disciples merely frowned in secret, unaware of the truth, yet dared not disobey, the order was exceedingly strict, disobedience meant death!

Some forces, seeing their behavior, seemed to guess something, and began to restrain their own cultivators.