Chapter 1876 - Python Vine

Chapter 1876: Python Vine Jin Fanxin used her spiritual power to search the entire Warsoul Star but found no trace of Chang.

Most likely, Chang must have found out that Fairy and Yefeng have come to Warsoul Star and fled,
said Zhang Ruochen.

There will be no end of trouble with his escape. What a shame.
 Ji Fanxin thought to herself.
Fairy Tianchu and Fool took some sacred healing pills, and their injuries stabilized.
Everyone came to the divine blood lakeside and continued to collect zoomorphic sacred herbs again.
Each zoomorphic herb was precious. It could not only enhance the cultivation base but also increase the strength of the Saint Soul and spiritual power, a treasure that all Supreme Saints would scramble to get their hands on.
Four 100,000-year-old zoomorphic sacred herbs had aroused the interest of Crone Qushan, Murong Yefeng, and Ji Fanxin. With the help of Zhang Ruochen’s Azuresky Pagoda, they joined hands and had the sacred herbs under control.
Crone Qushan, Murong Yefeng, Ji Fanxin, and Zhang Ruochen got one each.
After they were done with collecting the zoomorphic sacred herbs, Zhang Ruochen came to the divine blood lakeside, took out the Mercury Gourd, and collected the divine blood.
The divine blood in the lake contained extremely algid power, which meant he could not consume and refine it directly. But he could use it as ink for the top-grade talismans, and to help evil spirits to form material bodies.
It had a vast variety of uses, extremely valuable.
Ji Fanxin, Fairy Tianchu, and Awesome, the Little Taoist, also took out their special containers to collect the divine blood.
The lake of the divine blood was just about a divine-class treasure.
As they continued to extract, the divine blood level continued to drop in the lake, and blood-red gemstones began to surface.

It is Divine Blood Crystal!

Awesome, the Little Taoist’s eyes brightened up. He picked up a Divine Blood Crystal the size of his fist. Its mass was so dense that it weighed over 300,000 pounds.
The so-called Divine Blood Crystal was a crystal formed by divine blood and a vast amount of Heaven and Earth Saint Qi. It was a precious alchemic substance for making Ten-Radiance Thousand-Inscription Sacred Artifact-class weapons.
Murong Yefeng had collected several dozens of them.
I could make a Ten-Radiance Thousand-Inscription Sacred Artifact-class Saint Body Armor with this Divine Blood Crystal!
He guffawed.
Zhang Ruochen had also gathered some, which he would refine into the Eight-Dragon Mountain and the Nine-Dragon Carriage to enhance their fineness.
Just when the divine blood in the lake became lesser and lesser, on the stone column, a purple vine grew out of the head of the Celestial Gator.
The vine was in the shape of a python, but instead of having scales on its body, there were purple flowers.
Each purple flower represented a scale.
As the Python Vine stretched down along the stone column, it became thicker and bigger.
Before Zhang Ruochen and his gangs knew it, the Python Vine was less than 3,000 feet from the ground.

Not good! There is another big one!
shouted Crone Qushan.

This zoomorphic sacred herb looks a bit weird. Step back, everyone!

Ji Fanxi looked grave, as she could sense something suppressing her spiritual power.
The howl suddenly came from the Python Vine as it moved down with even greater speed, the bright glow of the purple flowers on its body illuminating half of Warsoul Star purple.
Zhang Ruochen quickly hid Li Miaohan, Black Phoenix, White Zhuque, and the others, whose cultivation bases were relatively weak, into the Qiankun Realm. Awesome, the Little Taoist, was still busily collecting the divine blood. Zhang Ruochen dragged him back and brought him to lunge out of the blood mist.
The Python Vine had come down on the ground, kicking up clouds of dust into the air as it moved.
The Python Vine moved so quickly that none of them would get away if they were to flee at once. So Murong Yefeng, Ji Fanxin, and Crone Qushan stayed back and summoned their most powerful attack moves.
A breath of spiritual-power storm came out of the Python Vine’s mouth and crushed Ji Fanxin’s twelve spiritual-power defenses.
Zhang Ruochen glanced back and cast out his Azuresky Pagoda.
Take it, Yefeng!

Murong Yefeng caught the Azuresky Pagoda and pressed his hand on it. The pagoda instantly became as big as a mountain, releasing an endless Supreme Power to clash with the spiritual-power storm.
Meanwhile, Crone Qushan and Ji Fanxin came behind Murong Yefeng and each performed a palm to strike the Azuresky Pagoda.
The Supreme Power shooting out of the pagoda instantly became even more intense.
With three of them joining hands and using the Azuresky Pagoda, they could resist a Supreme Saint.
As the spiritual-power storm clashed with the Supreme Power, the planet Warsoul Star trembled, waves of hundreds of feet rising on the water on the edge of the planet.
The three of them knew that even with a supreme artifact, they were no match for the Python Vine. So they retreated.
Only by retreating outside the blood fog could they get away.
A dark-purple mist came out of the Celestial Gator’s mouth into the Python Vine, which rapidly grew with bucket-sized vines branching from the trunk in all directions. Some smaller vines went around the Azuresky Pagoda and came behind Murong Yefeng, Crone Qushan, and Ji Fanxin.

What kind of living thing is that, and what does it have to do with the Celestial Gator?
Crone Qushan had a bad feeling that they might not get to get out of Warsoul Star today.

Hang on for a little longer, we are about to leave the blood fog,
said Ji Fanxin.

Not good! The vine has stretched outside the blood fog and blocked our way out,
said Murong Yefeng.
Ji Fanxin and Crone Qushan glanced back and saw several dozen vines were intertwining between heaven and earth, each a massive python breathing with terrifying air.
The area where they were in now seemed to become a cage for them.
Boom!
They shattered many of the vines with the Azuresky Pagoda and finally made it out of the blood fog.
But more Python Vines came out of the ground, waiting and surrounding them ahead. Getting out of Warsoul Star was no longer possible.
Looming behind them was a vast blanket of light fog, in which a pair of soul-sucking vicious eyes were visible.
A dimensional ripple appeared beside them as Zhang Ruochen suddenly emerged and yanked out a scroll.

Let’s go!

The scroll opened and formed a dimensional teleportation array.
The four of them disappeared from Warsoul Star in a flash and reemerged hundreds of thousands of miles away.
Standing on a vast piece of water, Murong Yefeng, Ji Fanxin, and Crone Qushan were still shaking like a leaf. Finally, they could breathe a sigh of relief.
They had made it out.
Later in the day, when Zhang Ruochen and others came to the vicinity of Warsoul Star again, they found that the purple vines glowing purple had covered the entire planet.
The planet was shaking with an ear-shattering rumble coming out of it.
The sound wave was so terribly damaging that Zhang Ruochen could feel pain in his ears even standing thousands of miles away.

Could it be that the Celestial Gator is still alive and trying to get away?
Ji Fanxin looked on with a grave expression on her face.
Everyone looked depressed.
Legend had it that the Celestial Gator could swallow an entire planet. Would it not own the entire Luoshui if it came back to life again?

I have got to hurry back to Nine Carols Star and evacuate the cultivators of the Tianchu Civilization.
Fairy Tianchu looked worried.

Hang on a second. Something else is going on,
said Zhang Ruochen.
At the polar region of Warsoul Star, a large number of golden texts appeared on the million-foot-tall stone column, glowing so brilliantly that it illuminated the body of water within tens of thousands of miles from it.
The roar gradually dissipated, and the tremors on Warsoul Star stopped.
But since the purple vines still shrouded the planet, Zhang Ruochen and his mates dared not step foot on the planet.
They observed from the waters for three days and found no changes on Warsoul Star.

It looks like that stone column is something extraordinary that it could suppress the Celestial Gator.
Crone Qushan no longer looked nervous. Calm had returned on her face.
But Zhang Ruochen was still frowning.
Is that Celestial Gator dead or still alive?


God isn’t our realm of cultivation, not something we can understand. It is said that even a god dies, there is still a divine soul and will lingering in between heaven and earth, existing in eternity in this world. Not only that, their divine souls and wills could integrate with the Innate Element, enter the embryos, and reincarnate,
said Ji Fanxin.

There is no need to chain up the Celestial Gator if it is dead.

They returned to Nine Carols Star to recuperate. Some of them went into closed-door cultivation, digesting what they had gotten from Warsoul Star to elevate their cultivation base further.
Zhang Ruochen had gathered a ton of zoomorphic sacred herbs and took many sacred pills, herbs, and treasure of merits from Drifter and Wayfarer.
He could not wait to refine all of them.
Zhang Ruochen entered the inner dimension of the Space-Time Crystal, where time flowed four times quicker than the outside world. He then took out a 70,000-year-old, blue wolf-shaped sacred herb.
Performing a Divine Purification Flame in his hands, he refined the blue wolf into blue droplets before consuming them.
A layer of blue glow appeared on his body. He felt a refreshing energy rushing into his Saint Heart and his spiritual power increasing. His already strong Saint Soul became even more powerful.
Instead of plant the zoomorphic sacred herbs in the Divine Herbal Garden, Zhang Ruochen refined them all.
The reason was, for one, these zoomorphic sacred herbs possessed a strong vicious consciousness. They could devour the other sacred herbs inside the Divine Herbal Garden.
Two, Zhang Ruochen thought that the reason these sacred herbs zoomorphized and possessed strong Saint Souls and spiritual power probably had something to do with the Celestial Gator.
They could be a time bomb if he let them live.
After refining about a hundred zoomorphic sacred herbs, the number of precepts in his Sea of Qi had increased by a million to 3,700,000, the improvement to his cultivation base was equal to five to six years of cultivation.
His Saint Soul had gained an even bigger improvement than before, doubling in strength.
The spiritual power had the most significant elevation, reaching the pinnacle of the 58th order, a stone throw away from the 50th order.
Zhang Ruochen took out the last zoomorphic sacred herb, which was in the shape of a phoenix, tens of yards in height, and glowing brilliantly.
The energy of the phoenix sacred herb could rival that of a Precept-Domain fighter. Zhang Ruochen took it out only because Ji Fanxin had engraved an inscription of its body.
His zoomorphic sacred herb was 100,000 years old.
Zhang Ruochen did not refine this one. Instead, he kept it, thinking of giving it to Mu Lingxi as a gift as it suited her more. He was already planning to go to the Central Region.
With his level of cultivation now, he could investigate the palace revolt of the Shengming Central Empire happening eight hundred years ago.
It did not matter what the truth was; he was going to demand an answer from those who were involved in the incident.