A Mortal's Journey: Starting as the Young Master of Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 58 Failure to Retrieve the Cauldron

After entering the light barrier, the blue light continuously released cold air, making Han Li, a Core Formation stage cultivator, feel extremely uncomfortable with every step he took. His body became icy cold, and his face turned pale as he hurriedly sealed his breath, fearing that the cold air would freeze his lungs and internal organs.

Wen Tianren pretended to be in pain and took out a fire-resistant token to ward off the cold air.

Han Li, standing to the side, also took out a white jade pendant and hung it at his waist. Xuan Gu, on the other hand, had a string of shimmering red beads around his neck, which, like Xuan Gu, showed no sign of coldness.

As for Madam Wen and the other Nascent Soul cultivators, they continued walking ahead as if nothing had happened, relying solely on the protective aura around their bodies.

After walking for a while, Wen Tianren and the others stopped.

They had reached the center of the platform, where a small, raised altar stood. Seven or eight golden lights flickered on the altar. In the center of these lights was a large hole emitting a blinding blue light.

Within each of those golden orbs of light was a giant, emerald-green silkworm, several feet long, spitting out golden threads as thick as a thumb that stretched straight into the cave. Their bodies swayed and struggled desperately backward. With each sway, a flash of blue light appeared in the cave.

Meanwhile, Wan Tianming and the others who were retrieving the cauldron also sensed the arrival of Manhuzi and his group.

But the three of them ignored them completely, staring intently at the golden light in front of them, their faces filled with tension.

Wan Tianming's face was grim. He said to Tian Wuzi and the other two, "Hold them off and buy some time."

With a loud laugh, the bearded man transformed into a golden light and charged straight toward the altar.

"Han Jiao!"

"Leave the tortoise!"

As the bearded man approached, Wan Tianming and Tian Wuzi suddenly looked in their direction and each shouted coldly before continuing to pull the cauldron.

Two beams of light shot down from above the platform, simultaneously intercepting the golden light and clashing together.

The azure light did not pursue, but instead circled in place before revealing its true form.

It turned out to be a small white-scaled dragon several meters in size, surrounded by a chilling aura, and a strange, semi-transparent giant tortoise, several meters tall.

After clearly seeing the two objects, the bearded man burst into laughter, "Hahaha, very good, very good! The Madwoman's Frost Dragon and Tian Yuanzi's Separation Turtle! They've brought out their most treasured spirit beasts. No wonder they're so confident."

However, the bearded man did not rush to make a move as usual. Instead of stepping forward, he stood with his arms crossed, watching the cauldron being taken with great interest.

"Brother Man, let's hurry up and make our move!" Ji Yin, who had also seen the two spirit beasts, couldn't sit still and urged Man Hu Zi to make his move. As he spoke, two balls of dark green demonic fire appeared on his hands.

Qing Yi, standing to the side, summoned his natal magic weapon, the Azure Nether Needle, to his front and looked at Wan Tianming and the others with a serious expression.

Lady Wen drew her sword from its sheath; the sword gleamed coldly and looked incredibly powerful.

The bearded man didn't move, but said with a smile, "No rush. Look, the few insects they brought can't hold on any longer."

Despite his rough exterior, the bearded man was quite shrewd. He had already noticed that the golden silkworms pulling the cauldron were starting to give way.

Sure enough, when Wen Tianren and the others looked over, they saw a giant green silkworm in a ball of light suddenly tremble, and then the golden light around it quickly dimmed.

Almost simultaneously, the golden thread in its mouth snapped with a "pop" as it trembled.

"not good!"

Wan Tianming and the others, who were focused on retrieving the treasure, suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

But before they could take any action, the other golden silkworms also experienced the same situation.

After the golden light diminished significantly, the remaining golden silkworms collapsed one after another, and the golden threads of several giant silkworms also broke off.

At this, Wan Tianming's heart sank to the bottom, and his figure, which was about to step forward, suddenly froze in place.

But it's not over!

Although the remaining giant silkworms still had their golden threads intact, without the support of their companions, they were suddenly pulled by a tremendous force with a "whoosh," and the silkworms and their threads were dragged into the blue light hole.

"Boom!"

Then came a loud thud as something heavy fell to the ground, causing the entire stone platform to shake violently. The blue light at the cave entrance immediately dimmed, and the chill lessened considerably.

Seeing this, Wan Tianming and the others all looked very ugly.

"It's collapsed, hahaha!" Qingyi was the first to burst out laughing.

Ji Yin and Man Hu Zi were delighted to see the ugly expressions on Wan Tianming and the others' faces, and they laughed loudly, each of them gloating.

This made Wan Tianming's face turn even more ashen.

He went to such great lengths and paid such a high price to retrieve this treasure, only to be ridiculed by the demonic sects.

This caused Wan Tianming's anger to finally erupt.

Suddenly he turned around, his eyes flashing with a cold light as he glared at Ji Yin and the other two.

Ji Yin and Qing Yi's smiles froze instantly. Their opponent was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and Wan Sangu's nephew; neither of them wanted to easily incur a deep enmity with Wan Tianming.

But the bearded man glared back without any politeness. "What, does Sect Leader Wan want to have a match with me here? I'd like to experience the Heavenly Net True Skill, one of the three great Confucian skills," the bearded man said provocatively, his face hardening.

Ji Yin was unwilling to provoke Wan Tianming at this time, so he stared at the righteous group and said, "Sect Master Wan, we had an agreement beforehand. Since you have failed to obtain the cauldron, you should leave on your own as agreed, and not tarnish the reputation of the Wan Fa Sect."

"Let's go!"

Wan Tianming's expression was solemn. He flicked his sleeves and led the way away from the altar, ignoring even the few remaining golden silkworms. He only summoned back the small white-scaled dragon that was confronting the demonic path.

Tianwuzi and Mutengzi also looked grim, but they had no choice but to follow Wan Tianming with somber expressions.

The bearded man looked at Wan Tianming and his companions with disdain: "Next time, I'll definitely crush you!"

Then, with a wave of his hand, several golden rays flew to the entrance of the altar, adding a barrier to the entrance.

Ji Yin then reached out and threw something to the ground, as if throwing something out.

Two plumes of black smoke suddenly emerged, followed by a stench, and two towering demon corpses appeared before the crowd.

"Go!" Ji Yin pointed solemnly at the entrance, and the two demon corpses twisted and blurred before disappearing without a trace.

"Brother Qing, Madam Wen, release your two Green Thorn Birds and Crimson Serpents to guard the entrance, in case those hypocrites from the righteous path return and launch a surprise attack," Ji Yin said, glancing at the two of them.

Upon hearing this, Master Qingyi was taken aback at first, but then remained calm and said nothing. Then, he flicked his sleeve, and a fist-sized beam of azure light shot out and soared into the sky.

Madam Wen remained indifferent, but with a flick of her sleeve, a small red-striped dragon, several meters in size, flew to the entrance.