Chapter 2736 - 2735: Emperor Jun’s Grandson

Chapter 2736: Chapter 2735: Emperor Jun’s Grandson

Jiufeng had the same question, her beautiful eyes met Long Fei’s for a moment, when suddenly they heard a rumbling sound coming from another direction.

They immediately followed the direction of the sound and discovered others had also entered the area, using a magical treasure to tear apart the plants’ root systems, searching the bodies within the cave.

"Treasure Hunter Commandant?"

Long Fei’s first reaction was to think of this mysterious profession in the small world, and he couldn’t help but shake his head and laugh slightly, "So there are people in the Immortal Realm doing this kind of thing?"

"What do you mean?"

Jiufeng glanced at him, just about to stop these people.

Suddenly, a faint blue glow appeared on the roots.

These fireflies seemed to light up the entire cave like starlight filling the sky.

The Treasure Hunter Commandant sensed danger and immediately tried to leave using their magical treasure.

A swarm of fireflies quickly rose from the plant roots like a storm and swept towards them.

In an instant, countless insects enveloped them.

From a distance, it looked like a mass of fire was surrounding them.

With a scream, the group was engulfed by the firelight, and soon there were cries of agony.

Boom!

A loud bang shook the surroundings.

A fierce firelight surged up, exploding and spreading around hundreds of meters.

The firelight flashed briefly, and was soon compressed and absorbed by the aura of the place.

The Treasure Hunter Commandants were instantly turned to ashes, even their primordial spirits dissolved.

Jiufeng was startled, not expecting such tiny fireflies to gather such immense energy.

Looking closely, she realized these fireflies were tiny insects with lantern-like tails.

These small insects were numerous and countless.

They lived off the sap of the roots, reproducing generation to generation.

Jiufeng curiously asked, "How does such a small insect have so much energy? Those people had profound cultivation levels, likely at the True Immortal Realm. But wrapped by these insects, even their primordial spirits were burned?"

Long Fei raised his hand and grabbed one of the insects from the stone wall’s roots, letting Jiufeng take a look.

The insect was only the size of a thumb, its body black with only the tail in bright red.

It emitted a cold light, flashing with the tremor of its wings.

Long Fei closed his palm, and with a pop, the insect exploded, releasing a burst of cold flame.

This flame differed completely from Jiufeng’s fiery attributes, making her feel uncomfortable.

Long Fei explained to her, "In the world, there are two types of flames: Yang Fire and Yin Fire. They are opposites in material and form a balance. The Yin Fire, also called Earthfire, is the fire of the Netherworld. The balance of Yin and Yang means that creatures from the Yang Realm encounter this fire and are incinerated to ashes. The most important part of the Samadhi True Fire is this Yin Fire."

Jiufeng nodded, she knew the Samadhi True Fire, one part is the Essential Qi igniting to produce the flames she usually uses, the Phoenix True Flame.

Another part is the spiritual power driven by the laws of fire, with the most crucial being the Yin Fire.

Nature in the Yang Realm inherently opposes Yin Qi, when concentrated as Yin Fire.

Yin Yang counteract, and it instantly explodes those who encounter it into ashes.

Long Fei observed the fireflies around them and told Jiufeng, "In our homeland, the force inside these fireflies is called antimatter energy. This energy in the Yang Realm is often thousands of times stronger. That’s why even a few fireflies can turn a dozen True Immortals into ashes."

Jiufeng questioned, "Why don’t these fireflies give us trouble?"

Long Fei laughed calmly, "We are in the midst of Chaos, as if non-existent. They can’t sense us, so naturally won’t cause trouble."

"I see!"

Jiufeng pondered, "The laurel tree has been growing for years and must have its own spirit. Isn’t it afraid these fireflies would consume its essence?"

Long Fei explained, "Wood element beings have a hard path to enlightenment. Even a tree like the laurel must rely on other things for protection. It naturally knows the use of these fireflies, but it’s mutual existence, relying on each other! With so many corpses here providing nutrients, it wouldn’t fear supplying the fireflies."

"This is balance, everything exists in balance, and when the balance is disrupted, it’s the day of destruction!"

Jiufeng nodded, understanding something.

She and Long Fei ascended, sitting on the Green Lotus Pedestal, following the main roots of the laurel tree to a restricted area.

This was the gathering area of the sycamore tree’s main roots, winding like a giant bird’s nest suspended in mid-air.

Inside was a glass-clear transparent vessel, like a huge glass sphere enveloped by roots.

The Essential Qi from the laurel tree’s main roots spilled into the space, pouring into the glass vessel.

Jiufeng burned some of the roots and peered through the glass vessel, and her phoenix eyes widened.

The liquid formed from the plant’s essence was actually soaking a corpse.

The corpse was covered in green hair, roughly ten meters in size, its flesh bloated from soaking, somewhat rotting from the outside.

But the skeletal remains were intact, seemingly still holding life.

From the outside, it looked like a green-skinned toad lying flat.

She herself was a reincarnation from the Ancient Era to the present, yet had never seen such an eerie scene.

Long Fei also furrowed his brows, intently watching, his eyes gleaming brightly.

Jiufeng recalled the stories told by Chang’e, speaking to Long Fei with a slight tremor, "Could this be the Demon Emperor who took Wuu Gang’s wife and the Moon Goddess’s grandson, Prince Boling?"

"It should be!"

Long Fei nodded, in his mind only the Heavenly Emperor would construct such a vast tomb here.

Jiufeng was shocked, "What does the Moon Goddess intend? Could this really revive her grandson?"

Long Fei expressed, "It’s not impossible, gathering the essence blood of countless corpses and capturing the transformation of the Lunar Star. Once complete, these beings resurrected here will have an inherent inverse force."

"A brilliant scheme, a meticulous plan, which I cannot match!"

Jiufeng had to admire it somewhat, and with Long Fei furrowed her brows, "If that’s the case, this creature must not remain. If it emerges, won’t it cause chaos in the Three Realms?"

Long Fei stared at the green-skinned monster within, seemingly not hearing, engrossed in thought.

Suddenly, a roar shook from below the cave.

Something seemed to awaken, emitting roars, rushing toward them.

The Chaos Green Lotus emitted a green light, instantly illuminating the surroundings.

Jiufeng soon witnessed a terrifying scene she had never seen in her life, from all directions, suddenly appeared giant monsters.

Their heads were pierced with roots, wielding large axes, long spears, giant swords, around one hundred fierce warriors encircling her and Long Fei.

Their eyes hollow, emanating deathly aura, each like marionettes manipulated by the roots above their heads.

Jiufeng softly cried out, "Prince Boliang’s primordial spirit must have sensed, he heard our conversation."

A chilling voice echoed in the cave, "Yes, I heard your conversation. I am Boling, grandson of Emperor Jun."