Da Xuan Martial Saint-Chapter 612 - 362 Red Jiao_2

Chapter 612 -362 Red Jiao_2

It had been nearly ten days since Chen Mu returned to the Earthly Abyss, and during this time he had been exploring the locations marked on the Demon Skin Map. As he had expected, the Earthly Abyss had undergone significant changes, and most of the regions recorded on the map had transformed, making it quite difficult to find the designated spot. Therefore, he was gathering resources while slowly conducting his search.

This was the Fourth Layer of the Earthly Abyss.

Most Grandmasters would not venture down to this level.

Those willing to explore this layer were either strong Grandmasters like Feng Hongsheng or the top Grandmasters. The rest were generally reluctant to take the risk, for the Fourth Layer was fraught with danger. Eighth-Rank Demon Kings and Ancient Demons could be found anywhere, and there was even a chance of encountering Heavenly Demons. Although the likelihood was low, an encounter would present a great peril even to the top Grandmasters.

In his exploration of this layer, Chen Mu remained composed and unflustered. Although he hadn’t found the area marked on the map during these ten days, he had made many discoveries, most of which were Spiritual Objects that could be used for tempering his Martial Body. With the addition of this Separation Fire Bead, he reckoned he had nearly gathered all the Experience Points he needed to bring his Qiankun Martial Body to Major Achievement.

Whoosh.

...

Chen Mu took a few steps forward and reached out to grab the Separation Fire Bead.

But just as he did so, the boiling lava below suddenly exploded, and an overwhelming demonic power burst forth. A long, red serpent emerged from the lava, opening its mouth and spitting something at Chen Mu.

As demonic power converged, the heat from the surrounding lava crazily gathered into a blazing sphere of light, bright as though it were the sun in the sky, incredibly dazzling. It dispersed much of the darkness in the vicinity of the Earthly Abyss.

Boom!!

The next moment, that majestic sphere of light erupted towards Chen Mu, drawing the heat from the lava, which caused the rolling magma below to seem somewhat dim in comparison, manifesting the terrifying concentrated heat within it.

However, Chen Mu’s expression was unchanged. With a mere raise of his right hand, he made a pushing and patting motion, and the overwhelming might of the world erupted forth, immense and unrivaled. With a loud smack, he directly extinguished the intense sphere of light, turning it into wisps of smoke that disappeared.

Looking ahead, he could clearly see the monster within the lava—a red Jiao!

Red Jiao.

Eighth Rank.

Prefers heat and detests cold.

This was obviously its lair; it occupied the terrain of lava, taking advantage of the situation, a truly terrifying force. Even if three or four top Grandmasters joined hands in an attack, they might not be able to handle it under these conditions.

But for the current Chen Mu, saying “All below the Heavenly Demon are as ants” wasn’t an overstatement. Even an Eighth-Rank Great Demon King with absolute territorial advantage didn’t mean much to him.

Whoosh!

After extinguishing the Blazing Flames that the serpent had spit out with a palm, Chen Mu, with an indifferent expression, formed his fingers into a sword and directed a Sword Finger strike toward its head.

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The intelligent red Jiao realized Chen Mu’s terrifying strength after its attack failed and was effortlessly crushed by him. It instantly reacted, twisting its body, attempting to retract into the depths of the magma and retreat.

But it was undoubtedly too late to retreat.

Chen Mu’s attack was faster. Almost as soon as the Jiao retreated into the lava, an invisible Qi Force burst from Chen Mu’s fingertips, tearing through nearby heat waves, breaking through the surface of the magma, and striking the head of the Jiao!

This strike immediately tore through the Jiao’s demonic power, leaving a finger print on its head that resembled a sword mark. Compared to its massive head, the wound seemed insignificant, but the surging Yuan Gang exploding inside dealt it a fatal blow!

“Roar!!”

The red Jiao let out a piercing roar, its body writhing and struggling crazily, flinging molten lava in all directions. Chen Mu remained standing still, calmly watching this unfold.

All lava that sprayed towards him was rapidly cooled and solidified within three feet of his body, turning into chunks of lava rock, which then fell downward into the magma below.

Boom!!!

The red Jiao’s struggle did not last long. After floundering three or four times, its huge body twisted and fell heavily into the magma. Its demonic power quickly dissipated, as did its life force.

Chen Mu did not rush to retrieve the Separation Fire Bead, instead stepping forward beside the corpse of the red Jiao. He extended his right hand, tearing open the belly of the Jiao and reaching inside to search. Soon, he extracted a small ball of blazing red liquid—it was the Jiao Blood.

After extracting the scorching blood of the Jiao, and securing it, Chen Mu then picked up the Separation Fire Bead as well.

He looked at the vast corpse of the Jiao with a slight shake of his head in regret; in truth, a Great Demon King of the Eighth Rank like this had extraordinary value throughout its body. However, being in the Earthly Abyss made transporting it too troublesome. He had previously abandoned many valuable yet cumbersome items, and it still pained him to do so to some extent.

Besides the heartblood, the other parts of the Jiao, although of no use to him, were considered top-notch nourishments; the Jiao’s blood and flesh had significant benefits to Martial Artists in the Five Organ and Viscera Realm.

Well then.

Chen Mu quickly shook his head and turned his gaze away.

On his back now was a bulging bundle containing his loot from this expedition. He planned to explore a bit more in this vicinity, and if he could not find the area marked on the Demon Skin Map, he would temporarily give up and return to the surface to settle things.

After making his decision, Chen Mu once again sprang into motion. Within a few steps, he had left the center of the fissure and quickly distanced himself from the magma, disappearing into the quiet darkness of the Earthly Abyss.

Shortly after Chen Mu departed.

Whoosh!

A figure clad in a green robe appeared between the crevices, slightly frowning as he gazed at the bubbling magma, then a three-foot-long Green Edge sword silently flew out from behind him and landed beneath his feet, carrying him toward the center.

“Hmm?”

Upon arriving at the center of the crevice, the figure in the green robe stopped and looked in surprise at the bubbling lava.

Within the lava lay the carcass of a Jiao, completely red all over. Although dead, the remnants of its aura unmistakably indicated that in life, the Jiao had been a creature of the Eighth Rank.

Such an Eighth Rank Jiao, having the advantage of the lava territory, to so easily perish here.

Jiang Changsheng’s gaze became sharp all of a sudden.

He took a few steps forward to inspect the wounds on the Jiao’s body, and his expression grew even more solemn. Besides a wound near the heart where the heartblood had been extracted, there was only one mark of injury on the head.

Clearly, this Jiao had been killed with a single move, dying without the slightest power to resist.

“Blood Exchange…”

Jiang Changsheng looked ahead warily. Although he also had some confidence in challenging the Blood Exchange Realm by now, he hadn’t yet entered it, and the difference between his current level and that realm was like the distance between heaven and earth, making him unable to compete.

No matter who was ahead, it would be wise for him to keep his distance.

Hiss.

Jiang Changsheng flicked his finger, sending out a sword that sliced through the Jiao’s skin. He took some Jiao blood from the body and then turned around to head back along the way he came, moving on to explore other areas.

And not long after Jiang Changsheng left, another silent figure appeared between the crevices, seemingly following Jiang’s trail. Dressed in hemp clothes and with a Jade Flute hanging at his waist, it was none other than Sang Yanqing, the Jade Flute Guest.

Upon seeing the scene in the magma, his eyes narrowed slightly.

“Jiang Changsheng?”

“No, he doesn’t have the ability to kill a Jiao in a single strike, especially not in such terrain. It must be someone from the Blood Exchange Realm who acted, but I can’t tell who from this aura. It seems like it’s a Sword Finger; could it be someone from the Heavenly Sword Sect?”

Sang Yanqing pondered to himself.

After a moment of thought, he stepped forward, tearing open the Jiao’s demonic hide and reaching inside to feel around, soon finding something. He pulled out a long strand of demonic tendon, which after coiling up a few times, he too turned and left.

While it was unclear which being had killed the Jiao and what precious Spiritual Objects he had taken from here, since the other party didn’t care for the Jiao’s body, taking one tendril of its muscle should be of no issue.