Chapter 1982 - The Poisonous Desert Scorpion

Chapter 1982: The Poisonous Desert Scorpion
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Qingfeng’s eyes darted around when he looked at the golden desert before them because he found that the golden sand contained some form of power. The power had a tinge of danger which caused him to have goosebumps.
Qingfeng looked at Xue Lin, Mengyao Xu, and the others and saw that they looked normal. This meant that Qingfeng was the only one who sensed the dangerous power.
Qingfeng knew that it was because his spirit energy was extremely powerful. He had a keen sense of danger, so he immediately began looking for the source of his feeling.
Black Puppy darted its eyes when it saw that Qingfeng’s expression had changed. It asked,
What is the matter?

Qingfeng reached out a finger to point to the desert ahead of them. He said,
There is danger ahead, but I don’t know what it is yet.



Black Puppy sniffed the desert air and said in a low voice,
I sense a faint scent of blood in the depths of the desert. There must be danger in the desert.

Qingfeng nodded and said,
Let’s go. Little Black and I will walk in the front. Be careful everyone.

Even though the golden desert was dangerous, they had to pass through the desert in order to get to the Sun Monarch’s tomb.
Qingfeng led the group forward. His foot made a buzzing sound when it landed on the sand.
The sand was very deep and came up to their ankles. Just as Qingfeng and the others were about to fly to the sky, a majestic presence appeared which stopped their bodies from doing so.
If they tried to fly forcefully into the sky, they would need to use a large amount of vital essence. It would be wiser to walk to preserve their vital essence.
Along the way, Qingfeng saw many other self-cultivators. The self-cultivators originated from the other Dynasties, Sects, and Families of the Crimson Fire Continent. They also traveled speedily through the desert.
They left clear footprints in the golden sand as they walked through the desert.
Looking around, they were surrounded by a sea of endless golden sand. Other than humans, there was only sand in sight.
Suddenly, a tornado appeared before them. The force of the tornado was so strong that it darkened the skies and blew up the sands of the desert to form a golden sandstorm.


The golden sandstorm continued to rotate and twist above the desert. It sucked in some of the weaker self-cultivators and crushed their bodies into pieces.
The stronger self-cultivators could only utilize their vital essence and supreme techniques to resist the power of the sandstorm.
Qingfeng walked at the very front, but he stopped in his tracks when he saw a sandstorm traveling towards them.
Qingfeng waved his fist to form a vital essence fist that was larger than seventy thousand feet. He pummeled the fist towards the sandstorm and instantly smashed it into bits. The tornado was also destroyed by Qingfeng’s fist.
The sandstorm and tornados were not a threat to him at all.
The surrounding self-cultivators were elated at the sight.
They quickly gathered behind Qingfeng because they knew that that was the only way they could survive. If they were engulfed by the sandstorm, they would die or be severely injured.
At this moment, many people regarded Qingfeng as their savior. Just like when they were in the Gravity Swamp, only Qingfeng could kill the Undead Monarch to save their lives. No one else could do it.
While leading the way, Qingfeng used his clairvoyance to look at the void before him. He was not looking for ordinary self-cultivators. He was specifically searching for self-cultivators from the four supreme dynasties.
The kings of the supreme dynasty were extremely powered and rivaled Qingfeng in power, but Qingfeng had not encountered them for a long time.


Qingfeng had a suspicion that they had hidden themselves or they must have long discovered the inheritance of the Sun Monarch tomb.
Qingfeng used his eye to look at the surrounding kilometers before him. He searched carefully but he could not find any trace of the four supreme dynasties.
Qingfeng turned around and asked the self-cultivators behind him. He asked,
Have you guys seen the kings of the four supreme dynasties?

The self-cultivators all shook their heads and said,
No, we haven’t.

Qingfeng’s heart skipped a beat. He initially thought that they would have some news of the Monarchs. He did not think that they would know nothing too. He thought,
Could these people have mysteriously disappeared?

Qingfeng knew that the desert they were in must be the 8th obstacle of the Sun Monarch’s tomb. After they passed the 8th obstacle, there would only be one more left. They would be able to look for the Sun Monarch’s main burial chamber in the 9th obstacle. Then, they would be able to obtain the Sun Monarch’s inheritance. They were very close and at the last step.
Suddenly, Qingfeng furrowed his brows when he smelt a trace of blood in the air, causing his heart to skip a beat.
Qingfeng and the others suddenly stopped after they had walked 2 kilometers forward. There were more than 100 self-cultivators who had died in the desert before them.
Their throats were torn, and their hearts were eaten. Some even had their heads bitten. They had all died terrible deaths.
The Peach blossom She-Devil walked next to the dead bodies and carefully examined their wounds. Her expression instantly changed.


Qingfeng asked,
What have you discovered?

The Peach blossom She-Devil said,
From what I have read in ancient books, five thousand years ago, this desert was called the Phantom desert. The ruler was a six-tailed demon fox who had many poisonous desert scorpions, insects, and worms under her rule. These beasts were all cruel and bloodthirsty beasts that feasted on the blood and flesh of self-cultivators.

Buzz~
Suddenly, a buzzing sound was heard beneath them. The sound was loud and clear and caused the entire desert to become abuzz.
Qingfeng’s expression changed when he discovered that he was surrounded by enormous buzzing sounds from all directions. It seemed like something was rushing towards them!
Ah!
A short-haired self-cultivator behind Qingfeng let out a painful cry when his heart was chewed away by a poisonous desert scorpion. His dead body fell to the ground with a thud.
Qingfeng’s eyes flashed coldly when he saw the death of the self-cultivator behind him.