2005 Chapter: Divine Abilities of the Moths' Mother
ange discomfort as if something was blocking them inside. However, that sound seemed conscious and could be controlled by the White-Haired Elder to move rapidly within a very small range. After retrea...With a deafening roar, under the combined might of Dong Yi Xiong Huang and Nan Chen Du, this heavy stone door forged from azure magnetite creaked open. Just from the grave expressions on the two merged monsters, it was evident that opening the stone door was no easy feat.
“No wonder the Dragon-Patterned Ghost Demons chose this place as their lair. Apart from the extraordinary strength of an adult Dragon-Patterned Ghost Demon, even a combined effort of great cultivators would struggle to open this stone gate.” At this moment, Dong Yixiong spoke frankly. As he spoke, the impossibly heavy stone gate creaked open, soon wide enough for someone to enter.
Ming Chen's mother glanced at Lu Xiaotien, "Aren't you going in Should I invite you"
Lu Xia Tian nodded, his body flashed, entering through the open stone gate. Then, he disappeared, followed by Wu Changlian and several others. "Bang!" By the time Dong Yi Xiong Huang entered, the heavy stone gate closed shut within a few breaths. Lu Xia Tian felt a jolt of pain in his teeth from the impact. He wondered who had forged this incredibly heavy door. Even if the several combined old monsters present were caught in the middle, they would only end up as minced meat.
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After entering Shimen, the stone steps inside are neatly arranged. Stone rooms are scattered throughout, and there are many exquisite decorations crafted by spiritual creatures. It can be seen that the former owner of this place must have been a refined scholar.
As the few people who sank into the bottom of the hole said, this cave was definitely not built by Longwen Guinnong. It's probably just luck that they stumbled upon this place. There are no signs of ordinary living beings here, but there are many paw prints on the ground, very similar to those of Longwen Guinnong, only slightly smaller than those of the two adult Longwen Guinnong.
"These paw prints were all made recently, it seems we've arrived at a good time." Nanchen Du raised his pair of snow-white eyebrows, "If this continues, I fear we'll end up with an irreconcilable feud with those two adult Dragon Mark Ghost Demons."
"The Dragon Wen Ghost Lord selects its successor, and a Dragon Wen Dark Crystal will inevitably appear. From this perspective, we arrived at just the right time." Dong Yixiong Huang, however, let out a nonchalant chuckle.
Lu Xiaitian saw the dense paw prints and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. It was rumored that after a Dragon Wen Gui Nong grew to adulthood, every few thousand years, it would select a successor. The Dragon Wen Gui Nong gave birth to tens of thousands of eggs at a time, making it an extremely prolific demonic creature. Most of the eggs would hatch. However, only one would grow to adulthood. These hatched young beasts would devour everything they could see, including their own kind, until only the strongest and most bloodthirsty one remained. In this brutal struggle, the Dragon Wen Gui Nong's strength was naturally honed from a young age.
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>And from the chaotic signs in front of us, it seems this nest still holds an unknown number of Young Dragon Mark Ghosts. Several merged monsters immediately saw this.
Lu Xiaotian followed the group of demon cultivators into a hall-like space. The hall was unusually spacious, covering an area of tens of miles in diameter, with six or seven passages leading to different locations.
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"Ugh...." As soon as he entered the main hall, a series of fine and chaotic roars came one after another.
Only a creature the size of a man, about one foot tall, emerald green all over. Its back was adorned with patterns resembling snakes and dragons. It had the head of a beetle, the body of a scaled horse, six legs, and its entire being emitted an aura that blended strange demonic energy and ghostly dragon markings. The Dragon Mark Ghosts poured out from every passageway, densely packed, their numbers seemingly endless. These underage Dragon Mark Ghosts were ferociously burning with rage. Their glowing green eyes stared fixedly at these intruders. Even when facing these powerful combined beings, they showed no fear whatsoever. Their mouths closed, revealing two rows of teeth as sharp as sickles.
“There’s quite a number of them, Mother Worm. Now it depends on you.” At this moment, both Dongyi Xionghuang and Nanchen Du looked at the face of Ming Shen Huomo with a hint of fear.
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“Of course, I’m capable of handling this. But you shouldn’t just sit around idly either.” The Queen Mother of the Dark Silkworms chuckled softly. Her mouth opened slightly, and from within emerged a black, jade-like treasure that resembled a honeycomb.
Lu Xiaotien was astounded. This must be the silkworm cocoon. Thin worms were crawling on it, each one a young silkworm. But there were so many of them, rolling around inside, seemingly increasing in number. Moreover, this silkworm cocoon was growing at an astonishing rate.
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A swarm of ghost-caterpillars, each several feet long and as thick as a human leg, with black armor plating and menacing faces, surged out from within. Each possessed a pair of relatively small wings on its back that beat furiously as they flew towards the oncoming dragon-patterned ghosts. After the first one launched itself into the fray, more followed in quick succession, emerging in a dense wave to engage in a fierce melee with the dragon-patterned ghosts.
“What an impressive display of power from the Mother Ghost Mothra!” Lu Xia Tian was astonished by the formidable technique revealed by the Mother Ghost Mothra. The countless flying Ghost Moths, mostly at the Nascent Soul stage, with some even comparable to the Void Realm, would be considered weaklings individually if pitted against opponents of the same rank. However, they were fearless and unrelenting in their attacks, driven by the will of the Mother Ghost Mothra. Their sheer numbers were staggering, enough to deter even a powerful entity at the peak stage from engaging them in battle.
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cocoon cultivated by the mother of the Ghost Moths, was a common and easily practiced skill among the Ghost Moth clan. However, it was also incredibly difficult to master to its fullest potential. Just from the glimpse shown by the Mother of the Ghost Moths, this technique had reached a terrifying level of power.
Dong Yi Xiong Huang and Nan Chen Du involuntarily met each other's gaze. Both could see the extreme fear in each other's eyes. Once this silkworm nest was cultivated to its peak, who in the entire chaotic demon domain would be able to withstand the monstrous rage of Ming Chen Huo Mo
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The ghost moths and dragon-patterned ghost demons fought each other mercilessly. Either the ghost moth was torn apart, or the dragon-patterned ghost demon was bitten, causing its green body fluid to splatter everywhere.
However, the Long Wen Ghost Nu tribe, which constantly fought amongst themselves and selected the best, was undoubtedly stronger in combat power than the Gui Huo. Within a radius of dozens of miles, apart from the locations where some powerful beings and Lu Xia Tian landed, even the ground was covered by the two tribes that had been slaughtered, layer upon layer. Moreover, in the distant passages, the low and murderous voices of the Long Wen Ghost Nu continued to rise and fall, one after another.
The ghost moth swarm began to show signs of weakness. Around them lay the bodies of ghost moths and dragon-patterned ghost nymphs, with countless souls floating around. Lu Xiaottian looked at these wandering souls. The dragon-patterned ghost nymphs were both ghosts and demons, carrying a large amount of extremely pure ghostly energy. These souls were not very useful to him in cultivating the Rong Hun Dafa. As for the ghost moths, they were even less so. so unique and unrestrained. To be able to enter a state of enlightenment in this situation, he truly was a pure cultivator.A flicker of thought crossed Xiang Kuang's eyes from time to time, as if pon...