Chapter 135: Suppression, The Black Python

Swish!

The terrifyingly powerful and fierce sword Qi directly tore through the body of the god-fiend, cleaving it open by roughly one-third. Magma-like, scorching hot blood scattered across the void. Roaring in agony, the god-fiend frantically turned and fled, its figure plunging into the distorted void and vanishing without a trace.

Wielding a dark cyan immortal sword, Yuntian flickered and similarly plunged into the distorted void, disappearing.

Scarcely a few breaths after Yuntian and the god-fiend vanished, an elderly man wearing a tall crown and resplendent blood-red robes abruptly appeared.

"He fled really fast!" Muttering with a frown, the blood-red-robed elder could not help a flash of astonishment in his eyes. "Just who was fighting that god-fiend? With such a massive commotion, the person who made a move should also be at the Earth Immortal or Loose Immortal level, right? I just wonder which immortal it is!"

As he spoke, the blood-red-robed elder closed his eyes to sense the surroundings slightly before directly executing a void teleportation and disappearing.

In another patch of void far away in the depths of the Yushan Great Wilderness Swamp, the blood-red-robed elder abruptly materialized. There, he saw a giant cauldron surging with blazing crimson flames and emitting a terrifyingly formidable might, violently slamming down toward a ten-thousand-foot-tall god-fiend. Although the god-fiend tried its utmost to dodge, it was forcefully driven into the cauldron by the fierce immortal sword in Yuntian's hand and suppressed within.

Thud, thud... Muffled impact sounds echoed from within the giant cauldron, and the entire cauldron trembled slightly, making it evident that the god-fiend inside was far from submissive.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Yuntian waved his hand, causing the Divine Flame Cauldron to tremble, rapidly shrink, and fall into his palm. With a thought, he stowed it away inside his body. Trapped within the Pure Yang divine treasure, the Divine Flame Cauldron, even a Celestial Immortal would find it impossible to escape, let alone a mere Void-Returning god-fiend. No matter how much it struggled and thrashed, it was ultimately just wasted effort.

After putting away the Divine Flame Cauldron and simultaneously storing the dark cyan immortal sword in his Dantian, Yuntian cast a gaze as sharp as lightning toward the blood-red-robed elder in the distance.

"Mochen of the Jiulong Guard greets fellow Daoist! May I ask how fellow Daoist is addressed?" Seeing Yuntian's gaze, the blood-red-robed elder felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly saluted politely.

Hearing this, Yuntian raised an eyebrow, then calmly said, "I am the Azure Cloud Immortal! Immortal Mochen, are you here for that god-fiend?"

"Precisely!" Immortal Mochen nodded repeatedly and said, "That flaming god-fiend has been a scourge for a long time, and my Jiulong Guard has hunted it down many times without success. I never expected that fellow Daoist Azure Cloud would possess such brilliant methods and manage to suppress and capture it alive. Would fellow Daoist be willing to hand this flaming god-fiend over to the Antan Commandery branch of the Jiulong Guard to deal with? Our Jiulong Guard will offer a satisfactory price in exchange."

"I expended a fair bit of effort to suppress that flaming god-fiend, and you expect me to hand it over with just a couple of words from you Jiulong Guard?" Yuntian scoffed.

Just as Yuntian's voice faded, a disheveled silver-haired youth appeared beside Immortal Mochen. Immediately following him, a robust elder clad in armor also appeared. These two were impressively immortals of the Jiulong Guard as well.

"Three immortals? The Jiulong Guard truly has a profound foundation and an abundance of immortals!" Looking at the three of them, Yuntian still maintained a calm smile.

"Brother Mochen? What's going on? Where is that god-fiend? Did it escape?" The silver-haired youth couldn't help asking Immortal Mochen, then looked at Yuntian with curiosity and confusion. "And who is this fellow Daoist?"

Immortal Mochen quickly said, "This is the Azure Cloud Immortal, and that flaming god-fiend has already been suppressed by him using a magic treasure."

"Suppressed?" Both the silver-haired youth and the robust armored elder beside him stared at Yuntian in astonished disbelief.

"Alright, I can't be bothered to dawdle with you people. I'm leaving," Yuntian said, directly executing a void teleportation and vanishing on the spot.

Watching Yuntian leave, the silver-haired youth couldn't help anxiously asking, "Mochen, what is the background of this Azure Cloud Immortal? Why have I never heard of such a powerful immortal? Did he really suppress and capture that flaming god-fiend alive?"

"I'm not clear on his background either," Immortal Mochen shook his head. "However, to be able to capture that flaming god-fiend alive, his strength is truly terrifying—he's probably comparable to a Celestial Immortal. An immortal like this shouldn't be someone obscure; he might have come to the Great Xia World from another realm!"

Upon hearing this, the silver-haired youth and the robust elder nodded in agreement, somewhat convinced. "That's very likely!"

"You two head back first and report the situation. I'll go question the cultivators who witnessed the god-fiend awakening earlier to see if I can find anything out," Immortal Mochen said before vanishing instantly.

The silver-haired youth and the robust elder also disappeared right after. Relying on their comprehension of the Dao, many immortals had already comprehended one or two strands of the Dao. With a deep enough understanding of the Dao, its power could influence space, allowing them to naturally perceive the profound mysteries of the Grand Dao of Qiankun. Possessing even a slight comprehension of the Qiankun Dao enabled one to execute void teleportation. Therefore, virtually all immortals were capable of void teleportation.

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Deep within the Yushan Great Wilderness Swamp, at the core of a towering, pitch-black mountain, lay an underground lake surrounded by a vast and gloomy subterranean expanse.

Accompanied by a faint spatial ripple, Yuntian, transformed into a youth in azure robes, abruptly appeared above the lake.

"Such a massive underground lake. I never imagined there would be a place like this here," Yuntian muttered in astonished surprise. The next moment, as if sensing something, he abruptly lowered his gaze toward the lake water below. The pitch-black, ink-like water, which had been completely calm, suddenly began to ripple. The surface agitation grew increasingly violent, and then a massive whirlpool abruptly appeared, its dark vortex plunging into the depths of the lake like an abyss.

A black shadow violently burst forth from the depths of the whirlpool. At the same time, a cloud of black mist billowed toward Yuntian, spreading a terrifying chill in its wake that seemed to freeze space itself.

"Cold malevolence?" Yuntian narrowed his eyes slightly. Golden light shimmered faintly across his body, allowing the black mist to envelop him without sustaining even the slightest bit of injury.

Simultaneously, Yuntian clearly made out the black shadow: it was a gigantic black python. Unlike ordinary pythons, a single sharp horn grew atop its head, as dark and glossy as black jade, and its eyes resembled deep, icy black gemstones. Its entire body was encircled by flowing water, which naturally drew in and gathered a dense concentration of water-attribute energy.

"A Primordial Spirit great demon?" Yuntian clearly sensed that the fluctuation of aura emanating from this black python was far more terrifying than that of an ordinary Primordial Spirit Daoist. Moreover, he had a premonition that this black python's strength might be far superior to ordinary Primordial Spirit Daoists as well.

Swish... Amidst the sound of air tearing apart, the black python missed its initial strike and abruptly whipped its tail around. The python's tail, acting like a black whip, distorted space wherever it passed, lashing fiercely toward Yuntian with terrifying might.

Boom... Yuntian threw a punch gleaming with golden light, directly colliding with the black python's tail. Accompanied by a muffled impact, the surrounding space trembled as if about to shatter. Letting out a low roar of pain, the giant black python was instantly sent flying, blood scattering from its tail.

"Oh? Such a formidable physical body! This black python's bloodline is likely extraordinary; it must be a mutated divine beast," Yuntian thought with mild astonishment as he saw that it had taken his punch head-on and only suffered an injury to its tail. The might of his single punch was such that even Earth Immortals or Loose Immortals would find it hard to endure if they took it squarely. A physical body at the Void-Returning Earth Immortal level was no joke.

Stabilizing its figure, the giant black python looked at Yuntian in shock and suspicion, opening its mouth to emit a cold voice: "You cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Art?"

"Oh?" Hearing this, Yuntian couldn't help letting out a surprised exclamation. Not only was he amazed that the black python actually knew of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, but also because, despite its coldness, her voice was mesmerizingly melodious—it was unmistakably a woman's voice. If one didn't look at the giant black python and merely listened to the voice, it would easily lead anyone to believe it belonged to some cold and stunning beauty. The voice alone was utterly captivating to the mind.