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第一千八百六十二章 海族高手

"Of course, my friend," the True Monarch of White Bone said in a leisurely voice. Clearly, he had anticipated this issue long ago.

"Yes, Fellow Daoist, your words are reasonable. However, we must still try to seize the inner core of Heavenly Heart Toad King; only by truly finding an upper-grade crystal vein will the Holy City honor its promise and reward us with the good fortune it once promised," replied the Poison Dragon Ancestor, his expression serious.

The Poison Dragon Ancestor's face showed a hint of resentment. The phrase "stealing chickens and losing rice" aptly described his past experiences. He had painstakingly schemed to obtain an upper-grade mine vein but was thwarted halfway by the Whale King, who was far more powerful than him.

Unable to do anything else, he had to seek refuge under the Holy City's tree of power, even though most of the benefits would go to others. At least he could still drink some soup; it was better than doing all this work for nothing.

Such a choice was undoubtedly correct, but what made things worse was that his lair had been picked clean by someone else. The Poison Dragon Island lay in ruins, its landscape scarred and desolate. Not one of his subordinates or disciples survived; they were either soul-enslaved by their enemies or scattered like birds.

The sight of this scene filled the Poison Dragon Ancestor with sorrow and anger beyond measure. Who dared to meddle with him?

However, reality proved that he had miscalculated. The other party not only dared to meddle but was even more brazen, leaving a provocative message on the mountain peak: "Murderer Lin Xuan!"

Seeing these five characters, the Poison Dragon Ancestor's hatred nearly made him spit blood. Who was Lin Xuan? He knew well that hundreds of years ago, he had narrowly escaped from his possessed avatar.

Although only at the Separation stage, Lin Xuan's abilities were indeed impressive. Indeed, it was a case of letting the tiger back into the forest, leaving behind endless trouble.

The Poison Dragon Ancestor's hatred for Lin Xuan was understandable. The brat had managed to escape from him and now dared to live. If he fell into his hands again, he would ensure that the boy could neither live nor die...

Anger aside, this Poison Dragon Island was merely a temporary refuge for him. Its destruction was not a problem; as for those so-called disciples, they were nothing more than servants of the old monster and their deaths meant little.

If things had stopped there, the Poison Dragon Ancestor would have been most angry. However, what happened next left him with bulging eyes and no place to cry.

As an Immortal Profound Stage cultivator who had lived for tens of thousands of years, he had accumulated countless treasures through cunning and force. These were hidden in a secret location that the Poison Dragon Ancestor cherished deeply.

He had also spent much effort cultivating an external avatar. This avatar's cultivation technique was unique; if all costs were disregarded, it could still achieve Immortal Profound stage power.

This arrangement seemed foolproof, but to his shock and fury, such a formidable avatar was killed, and the accumulated treasures over ten thousand years naturally fell into others' hands.

His sorrow was palpable. Not only had he failed to obtain the upper-grade crystal benefits, but he had also lost decades of accumulated wealth.

In other words, although at this moment he appeared to be an Immortal Profound cultivator, his situation was not much better than that of the Yan Mountain Four Friends; he was penniless.

Thus, the old monster was even more eager for the benefits promised by the Holy City. He desperately hoped to seize the inner core of Heavenly Heart Toad King.

The True Monarch of White Bone swept his gaze and understood what the Poison Dragon Ancestor was thinking, feeling a twinge of joy at his misfortune. However, on the surface, he showed solidarity: "Fellow Daoist, rest assured; I am unwilling to give up the benefits promised by the Holy City. I will do my best."

"Then that is the best," replied the Poison Dragon Ancestor.

The two old monsters did not say much more as the ancient warship sped towards the mysterious荒岛 with incredible speed.

Their concerns were justified. A玄龟 puppet was also diving at high speed from a distance of hundreds of miles, heading for the deserted island.

This was a unique underwater weapon of the sea race; its offensive and defensive capabilities did not fall short of human ships. Inside the artifact, numerous sea cultivators were also present.

They were all elite members of the Whale Clan.

The True Monarch of White Bone's assessment was correct; the Whale King indeed did not personally handle this matter. However, among these sea cultivators, the highest-ranking ones were Immortal Profound Stage cultivators, and there were two: one male and one female.

The man appeared to be in his thirties, with a bronze complexion, bald head, bare feet, an ugly face that gave no impression of being a high-stage cultivator but rather a strongman.

However, one could not judge a book by its cover. This giant's aura was hidden yet formidable; he was indeed an old monster at the Immortal Profound stage.

As for the woman beside him, she wore black clothes and had her face covered with a silk scarf, making it difficult to determine her age, but she seemed to be in her twenties.

Lin Xuan had never seen this person before. However, she knew Lin Xuan; the two princesses of the Whale King called her Auntie Xiao. Four hundred years ago, when Lin Xuan first arrived in Red Leaf Sea, she was already a great Separation Stage cultivator. Now, after so many years, this mysterious woman had advanced to Immortal Profound stage.

This task of seizing the inner core of Heavenly Heart Toad King was led by her and the old monster named Li.

Lin Xuan did not know any of this. After a long journey, he and the Yan Mountain Four Friends finally arrived at the mysterious荒岛.

Though called an island, it was actually enormous, far beyond Red Leaf Island's size. Lin Xuan could hardly estimate its area from his vantage point.

In such perilous terrain, the five of them were even more cautious but did not retreat. Lin Xuan needed no explanation; with his abilities, he could go anywhere in the Eastern Sea cultivation world. The other four cultivators, though often immersed in nature, were still cultivators and thus could not be completely detached. Moreover, they were now penniless and urgently needed Heart Stone to obtain the resources for their cultivation.

The Yellow Court Sect took out its jade eye and sank its divine sense into it. After a moment, it raised its head: "According to this marking, we can penetrate from any point on this island. Brother Lin, let's set off now; what do you think?"

"Of course."

Lin Xuan nodded. The outer perimeter of the deserted island was shrouded in some miasma and fog, but these were mere trifles for cultivators!

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