Chapter 1059 - 166: Golden-Horned Flame Bull (2)

Chen Mo came to a small creek, set up a large pot, lit a fire, washed the Blazing Flame Tiger meat he obtained, and tossed it into the pot along with the spices he brought.

Soon, a rich aroma of meat wafted from the pot.

Chen Mo only took a sniff, and immediately felt his mouth watering.

He fished out a large thigh bone and started eating.

Although the meat was boiled soft, being the meat of a Three Realms Demon Beast, it had reached the point of melt-in-your-mouth digestion, and the Blazing Flame Tiger's meat was firm and not fatty at all.

Chen Mo quickly finished a whole pot, not even leaving the broth.

With the help of the Gluttonous Technique, his body soon absorbed the energy in the meat, but it still wasn't enough to reach the amount needed for a breakthrough.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Chen Mo didn't plan to venture out and decided to spend the night in the cave.

He sealed the cave entrance, leaving only two small air holes, and took out an oil lamp from the Qiankun Bracelet, igniting it to fill the entire cave with orange-yellow light.

Chen Mo sat cross-legged on the ground; he planned to refine and absorb all the Fire Spirit Pills he had acquired that night.

As night fell, the outside was anything but peaceful, with roars, sounds of fighting, and beast howls echoing ceaselessly throughout the night.

Some of the sounds of fighting were particularly close to the cave where Chen Mo cultivated.

The sun rose.

Inside the cave, Chen Mo opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Still lacking a bit." Even after refining two thousand Fire Spirit Pills, Chen Mo still hadn't stepped into the Third Realm, but he felt he was getting close.

Coming out of the cave, Chen Mo ran into two Inner Sect disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Both sides were startled and immediately took out their magical treasures for self-defense.

Chen Mo's Primordial Spirit strength was stronger than the two, so they couldn't sense his Primordial Spirit Realm and could only perceive his Spiritual Power Realm.

Seeing he was only in the Second Realm, both of them relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

The Immortal Sect disciple with power at 367000 said, "Friend, have you seen the Prince Peng of the Celestial Roc Race?"

"Prince Peng?" Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat. Wasn't that the Celestial Peng he saw in the mountain hollow yesterday? He calmly replied, "Who is Prince Peng? I don't know. Also, I stayed in the cave all night and didn't discover any Celestial Peng."

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't know, the two Immortal Sect disciples did not waste more time on him and flew away.

Not long after, Chen Mo encountered another two Immortal Sect disciples, who differed from the previous two and those in the mountain hollow he saw yesterday.

They also asked Chen Mo if he had seen Prince Peng of the Celestial Roc Race.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't know, they left too.

Watching their backs, Chen Mo mumbled, "How many people has the Immortal Sect sent in here?"

Later, Chen Mo learned.

It turned out that Prince Peng injured over ten people of the Immortal Sect and stole the Chi Dragon Skeleton from them.

Yes, that's what the Immortal Sect told others, claiming the Chi Dragon Skeleton as their own.

Now, the Immortal Sect disciples in the Ancient Ruins were searching for Prince Peng, swearing to revenge and reclaim the Chi Dragon Skeleton.

Chen Mo clicked his tongue. To be surrounded by more than ten people, still injure them, and snatch the Chi Dragon Skeleton — just how strong was the hidden power of Prince Peng?

He thought, even with all his cards, he probably couldn't be a match for the other.

"I must breakthrough quickly..."

So, in the following days, Chen Mo searched for information on the Phoenix Skeleton while looking for spiritual medicine, avoiding fighting whenever possible.

Over time, Chen Mo gained some understanding of the Ancient Ruins.

Initially, Chen Mo thought the Ancient Ruins were like a separate world, and no Great Power could be that great. However, he found that the space of the Ancient Ruins was comparable to the Small World he lived in for decades.

Additionally, there were Demon Beasts living in the Ancient Ruins. Their ancestors likely consumed Divine Beast Meat, causing them to mutate, making them stronger than their counterparts outside the Ancient Ruins. Also, due to the long-term influence of the Evil Qi in the Ancient Ruins, they were very bloodthirsty.

People from the top powers and Ancient Races would always choose to avoid them.

Of course, their meat also had a better nourishing effect compared to ordinary Demon Beasts.

This was something Chen Mo discovered after hunting and consuming a local Early Stage Three Realms Demon Beast.

"Just two more, and I might be able to breakthrough."

Chen Mo began to faintly sense that the Spirit Platform he was condensing in his Dantian was nearing its limit.

"I need to find two more..."

Chen Mo had a system; these local demon beasts of the Ancient Ruins did not have magical treasures or hidden cards. He could completely seek out the weak and avoid the strong.

Just as he was heading towards a mountain, he suddenly saw many people heading towards that same mountain.

"What happened?"

Chen Mo was puzzled. With a flick of his figure, he intercepted a Human Race cultivator with no Seven Great Powers insignia or companions and asked.

The intercepted person showed impatience and was about to scold when he noticed Chen Mo's Spirit Platform Realm power.

"Zzt..."

With a thought, an invisible blade of soul power skimmed across a strand of hair behind the person's head.

The person who was about to scold immediately swallowed his words and reluctantly said, "There's news that a Four Realms Demon Beast has been found on that mountain, one that's supposed to be a descendent of an ancient demon beast. So, everyone is heading over there to join forces in catching it and seizing its demon core..."

Only a Four Realms Demon Beast would have condensed an inner core, which is the source of power and essence for a Four Realms Demon Beast. If one could acquire and consume it from an ancient demon beast's descendent...

Chen Mo was tempted but quickly dismissed the idea.

Four Realms Demon Beasts, especially those rare ancient descendents, were beyond his reach.

These people were bold. Even at the Third Realm, they dared to attempt capturing a Fourth Realm Demon Beast.

"Better focus on my own target..."

Chen Mo changed direction, setting a new path away from these people.

...

Meanwhile, deeper in the mountain.

The Inner Sect disciples of the Immortal Pavilion, Ten Thousand Laws Sect, and Yunxiao Sect, along with hired helpers, surrounded a Golden-Horned Flame Bull.

After the Spirit Race overthrew the Demon Race's rule, they not only eradicated the Divine Beast Clan but also exterminated many Demon Beast Races.

The Golden-Horned Flame Bull was one of those eradicated species; outside the Ancient Ruins, you couldn't find any Golden-Horned Flame Bulls.

Though the Golden-Horned Flame Bull couldn't match Divine Beasts or the Ten Fierce Beasts, it was much stronger than their illegitimate offspring.

Although the surrounding cultivators were in the Third Realm, they were confident in their ability to kill the Golden-Horned Flame Bull, so they began to discuss its division.

"I want its inner core to cultivate a Divine Power. I hope everyone will allow my Ten Thousand Laws Sect to have it. I will offer two Tier Four Spirit Grass as compensation," said the leading disciple of the Ten Thousand Laws Sect.

"Since Brother said so, my Yunxiao Sect will not compete for its inner core. I want all its essence blood and spine," said the Yunxiao Sect disciple.

"Are the benefits all to be taken by you two sects? Do you think my Immortal Pavilion just sits and does nothing?" If Chen Mo were here, he'd recognize this speaker from the Immortal Pavilion as the Young Master of the White Jade Tiger Race.

"I'll add another Tier Four Spirit Grass. Two plants are yours, and the demon beast's corpse belongs to your Immortal Pavilion. How about that?" the Ten Thousand Laws Sect disciple suggested.

"That's more like it."

"In that case, let's act quickly before anything changes."

"Alright, let's do it together."

...

Nearly a hundred Third Realm cultivators leaped out simultaneously, their spiritual power surging, imposing immensely.

They appeared to be a lower realm than the Golden-Horned Flame Bull, but as "representatives" sent by their respective factions to vie for interests, they each held powerful magical treasures and cards.

They each displayed their abilities, managing to control the Golden-Horned Flame Bull.

Boom boom!

Once it was controlled, they didn't choose to engage in close combat. Instead, they unleashed their most powerful Divine Powers towards the Golden-Horned Flame Bull.

Bang bang!

Fierce spiritual power attacks rained down on the Golden-Horned Flame Bull, making it howl in pain.

Even an ant's bite can hurt; they're much stronger than ants.

The Golden-Horned Flame Bull roared in rage, its golden horns blazing with brilliant light, its four hooves wrapped in flames. With a mighty stomp and a roar, it unexpectedly broke free from the control.