Da Xuan Martial Saint

Chapter 595: Chapter 355 Coming from Central Prefecture_2

“Very well, it has not been damaged.”

A trace of interest flickered in Yu Shouxuan’s eyes as he focused on what was ahead.

He saw, about several miles away,

the silent wasteland with a particularly eerie terrain, winding and rugged, hanging downward like a prone Azure Dragon. It was unmistakably the structural form of the ‘Azure Dragon Water-Drawing Place.’

This dragon-like landscape, which meandered for miles, ended at a valley floor at its tail, not with barren earth, but with a continuous stretch of ancient stone wall extending downwards, reaching a tiny floral platform at its base, shaped like a lotus but crafted from stone, without any trace of human carving — a natural wonder created by the heavens and earth themselves!

Azure Dragon draws water, a spring of green lotus!

Upon closer inspection,

one could see at the very heart of the ‘green lotus’ formed purely of green stone, a sparkling liquid glowing with a dazzling rainbow sheen. It seemed to be just a few drops, yet although it exuded no special aura, anyone who saw it would immediately realize that this was no ordinary Heaven and Earth Spiritual Item.

“Azure Dragon drawing water giving rise to a springing green lotus—such a terrain formed by Earth’s Veins is rare even in the Earthly Abyss. It will not easily be broken unless Demons clash, destroying the form of the land, which might cause this place to collapse and scatter.”

Behind Yu Shouxuan, a Grandmaster wearing a black robe also spoke up slowly, his voice ancient with age. Beneath his cloak, his face was full of wrinkles, his hair white with the passage of years, and his entire being exuded the aura of decay.

Marrow Cleansing Grandmasters, even at one hundred and fifty years of age, often still retain the peak of their vitality, and even a youthful appearance. But he seemed no longer able to maintain his youthful exterior, that decaying aspiration hard to conceal, appearing as though the end of a Grandmaster’s lifeline was nearing.

However,

should a certain Grandmaster from Cold North Path be here, they would recognize him at a glance.@@novelbin@@

Compared to Yu Shouxuan who came from beyond the Cold North, this aged Grandmaster with a looming end of his lifeline was better known in the Cold North—Liu Wanzheng!

A leading Grandmaster of the Seven Profound Sect, never faltering through centuries. If this generation had Liu Tong, and the previous had Qin Mengjun, then beyond them stood Liu Wanzheng. His great age was an issue; he had withdrawn twenty years ago. Now close to ‘two hundred years old’, even if he clung to his Qi-Blood, he was indeed nearing the end.

“What Elder Liu says is quite right.”

The person at his side chuckled, staring at the Azure Dragon Water-Drawing Place, and sighed, “Heaven and Earth Dew… a single drop is said to prolong life by ten years. With an accumulation of over a hundred years, there should be at least five or six drops.”

Liu Wanzheng shook his head slightly, “The first use is indeed the most effective. If you take a second drop, its potency at least halves, and with each subsequent dose, the effect diminishes further. However, should the opportunity arise, it can also be exchanged for other treasures that preserve Essence Blood and prolong life.”

“Enough, let’s not waste time. Let’s take it quickly to avoid complications.”

Yu Shouxuan whispered.

The people behind him nodded in agreement, then turned their gazes forward. One among them showed a flicker in his eye as if sensing something. He suddenly gave Yu Shouxuan a knowing glance.

Yu Shouxuan immediately understood, pretended to casually move forward, and gradually approached the Azure Dragon Water-Drawing Place. When he was about a hundred yards close, suddenly, his tall figure surged forward at an angle, throwing a delicate long sword from his hand with a Solidifying Refinement of Extreme Yin Inner Strength that fell onto the wasteland dozens of yards away to his left.

Crack! Crack!!!

In an instant, layers of ice formed and spread out over dozens of yards, freezing a large section of the barren ground.

At almost the same moment, the frozen earth shattered abruptly, the ice cracking and breaking apart along with the land, and from beneath came an enraged roar.

“Wu…”

The ground broke apart.

A massive black serpent about thirty yards in length burst from the cracked earth, its terrifying presence spreading everywhere, revealing two sharp fangs as it lunged for Yu Shouxuan, who was close by.

Its coiling body thrashed, with demonic power surging violently, its black Scale Armor tight, with two bulges emerging on its forehead.

An Eighth Rank Demon King—Hu Snake!

To call it a mere demon snake seemed inappropriate, as its massive demonic power seemed even more ferocious than that of a standard Eighth Rank Demon King. The bulges on its forehead hinted at sprouting horns, nearing the stage of ‘transforming into a dragon’!

Once a Hu Snake transforms into a dragon, it can ascend to Ninth Rank and become a Heavenly Demon. This particular Hu Snake was clearly not far from metamorphosis!

“Hmph.”

Yu Shouxuan faced the attack of the Hu Snake with disdain, letting out a faint snort before forming three circles in front of him with both hands, and then unleashed a Palm Imprint with an intense burst of Extreme Yin True Qi. The surrounding temperature plummeted drastically, and visible ice fog formed in the air.

The bite of the Hu Snake clashed with Yu Shouxuan’s ‘Taiyin Palm’, resulting in a loud explosive sound, and Yu Shouxuan staggered back two steps, while the serpent’s body also shook.

“A monstrous animal not yet transformed into a dragon dares to run wild before me…”

Yu Shouxuan scoffed twice, took a step forward, drew the Taiyin Sword, and with a feminine sword stance, flicked three swift strikes, casting three strands of Solidifying Refinement black Sword Qi, which formed into strands of Taiyin Sword Silk.

Hiss!!

The Hu Snake let out a furious hiss, opened its gaping maw, and spat out a surge of black energy that collided with the strands of Sword Silk. Even though they were ripped apart instantly, during the process they were also continuously eroded and corroded, and by the time they neared its Scale Armor, they had weakened significantly, falling upon it without leaving any mark.