"Qing Tong, you little bastard, how dare you poison me!" Huan Ling Zi roared furiously, a red light flashed in his palm, and a white Spiritual Fan appeared, which he violently fanned towards Qing Tong.

Several white gusts of wind, a foot long, burst forth, and after blowing some distance away, they suddenly turned into several fiercely violent tornadoes, lunging towards Qing Tong with teeth and claws bared.

For a moment, sand and stones flew all around, and where the hurricane passed, it was nearly impossible to see anything.

"Huan Ling Zi, to be so rampant in your current situation is laughable!" Qing Tong laughed heartily, his body radiating a bright green light, as he took a step forward.

His entire figure became blurred, bringing forth several snake-shaped Illusions; in a flash, he had passed through several tornadoes and appeared in front of Qing Tong and his companions, moving almost twice as fast as he had by the Magma Lake.

At this moment, Qing Tong had undergone a dramatic change in appearance, his legs fusing into one to form a thick snake tail, with green Snake Scales emerging on his face and arms, transforming into a half-human, half-demon form. He opened his mouth and spewed a stream of green poison fog at Huan Ling Zi and the other two.

Huan Ling Zi and the others quickly retreated, casting spells to protect their bodies. However, the green poison fog effortlessly infiltrated their Protective Light Rings and merged into their bodies.

Purple snake patterns on the chests of the three began to glow with spots of green; a strange pain in their chests ensued, their gathered Mana suddenly dissipated, and the Protective Body Light Ring also crumbled and dissolved.

Qing Tong pounced forward, and three green shadows harshly struck Huan Ling Zi, Yun Jiuxiao, and Bing Xin.

Bang Bang Bang...

The three were sent flying, crashing into the mountain wall behind them, simultaneously spitting out mouthfuls of blood, with several bones broken in their bodies.

Physical damage was the least of their concerns, as a strange force invaded their bodies, causing their Mana circulation to become sluggish.

Huan Ling Zi included, the three lay listlessly on the ground.

"How about it, are you willing to poison now, or does someone want to suffer some more physical pain? I'm in a rather foul mood right now, and I can definitely satisfy you!" Qing Tong grabbed Huan Ling Zi by the collar, hoisting him up, his face twisted in ferocity.

"Damn it! How could I have been so foolish to cooperate with Qing Tong!" Huan Ling Zi was filled with extreme regret at this moment.

Though he had lost his Spiritual Beast Treasure and couldn't compete with others, finding a safe continent to quietly wait out the Secret Realm was still feasible. All because he wanted revenge on Yuan Ming, he had ended up in this miserable state.

"I didn't expect your tactics to be so formidable. I admit defeat. You can take One Rihong to poison, but you must tell me all about One Rihong's characteristics and swear by your Heart Demon that after we succeed, you will help us remove the poison of Hundred-day Drunk!" Huan Ling Zi's face was unsightly, yet he was forced to bow his head, teeth clenched under the circumstances.

"Agreed," Qing Tong readily accepted, which took Huan Ling Zi by surprise.

"What? You're still hesitant, or do you want me to help you 'loosen up' your muscles?" Qing Tong said, cracking his knuckles with a series of snaps.

"No need..." Huan Ling Zi hastily shook his head.

Qing Tong snorted, threw Huan Ling Zi to the ground, and began to carefully explain the precautions for using One Rihong, which Huan Ling Zi and the others earnestly memorized.

"From here on out, it's up to you." Qing Tong said, and with a single gesture, threw the red bottle containing One Rihong their way.

But the red Jade Bottle drew an arc mid-air and flew into a nearby jungle.

"Who's there?" Qing Tong's thick snake tail transformed into a massive green shadow, bringing with it a terrifying gust of wind as it swept into the jungle.

Countless trees and plants were shredded by the wind, and the ground also exploded with a loud boom, creating a large pit with dust and smoke billowing and dispersing.

However, there was no sign of anything amiss in the jungle; the red Jade Bottle that had flown into it had disappeared without a trace, as if it had vanished into thin air.

Qing Tong's eyes instantly turned deep black, emitting strands of black light, and he sharply turned towards a mound near the jungle.

A transparent figure stood behind the mound, not revealing the slightest breath; obviously, a powerful Invisibility Divine Ability was used. If not for Qing Tong's innate odd pupil and having cultivated the Snake-man Clan's Pupil Technique, he wouldn't have been able to see through it.

The One Rihong was exceptionally precious, and he had only this one bottle, which must not be lost.

Qing Tong growled, and his thick snake tail swept over again.

Different from just before, layers of water light shone on the tail, making a "whooshing" sound like surging tides, and moisture rose significantly within an area of approximately dozens of feet.

The transparent figure let out a light yelp and formed a hand seal.

A silver banner, several tens of feet tall, appeared out of nowhere, colliding with the green snake tail.

Qing Tong's snake tail struck the silver banner, but it felt as if it had hit a thick, slippery layer of butter, sliding to the side and causing Qing Tong to stagger slightly.

A slender white light shot out from behind the silver banner, striking Qing Tong's snake tail.

Instantly, Qing Tong's snake tail turned into a white ice stick, with white Ice Crystals spreading upward along the tail, quickly reaching his waist in the blink of an eye.

"This white Frost Divine Ability... you are the White Bone Scholar!" Qing Tong screamed in horror, spitting out a green Round Orb from his mouth that flickered with green Flames.

The surrounding area of ten feet became extremely hot, the ground cracking from the heat. The spread of white ice was greatly slowed, but it continued to climb upward.

Qing Tong fiercely struck his chest with his right hand, spitting out a mouthful of green Essence Blood, which merged into the green Round Orb.

The Round Orb burst with a "bang," turning into a green flame, enveloping his body.

The intense heat vanished, all the heat converging into the green flame, temporarily halting the spread of the white ice.

Qing Tong breathed a sigh of relief, then hurriedly used a Flying Escape, shooting backwards while two black Flying Forks shot out from his body, crossing and striking towards the transparent figure behind the mound.

However, before Qing Tong could fly far away, seven or eight black soul crows suddenly appeared from nowhere, arranging themselves into a rather peculiar formation and cawing in unison.

A vast expanse of black sound waves descended from the sky, and before Qing Tong could react, she felt a buzzing in her Sea of Consciousness, and countless illusions surfaced before her eyes. She plunged down from her fleeing flight.

Before she hit the ground, a slender beam of white light shot out from behind a mound, striking Qing Tong in the back.

Icicles suddenly formed on the surface of Qing Tong's body, enveloping her completely. She was frozen solid and could not move an inch as she fell to the ground with a "bang."

At the same time, the transparent figure behind the mound rapidly solidified into a vague shadow.

From the appearance of the transparent figure to Qing Tong's capture, only a couple of breaths had passed. Although Huan Ling Zi and the other two were exhausted and weak, they still witnessed the event with their own eyes, utterly dumbfounded.

However, as soon as Qing Tong was frozen into an ice stick, the strange pain in the chests of Huan Ling Zi and the others also vanished, and they sprang up from the ground and scattered in escape.

The black shadow let out a cold snort and lightly waved a sleeve, from which shot a dreamlike white glow.

The seven or eight soul crows cawed in unison again, but this time no sound waves fell.

However, the vision of Huan Ling Zi and the others blurred, and they suddenly found themselves in a white and hazy space, with their bodies firmly bound by chains.

"Illusion Techniques!" Huan Ling Zi was startled and his Divine Soul Power burst forth in his Sea of Consciousness, striking against the illusionary space.

Yet the white space did not shake at all; instead, the chains binding Huan Ling Zi thickened significantly.

A restrictive force permeated Huan Ling Zi's body, and his Mana began to stagnate.

Huan Ling Zi couldn't help feeling a bit desperate, but he refused to give up. Just as he was about to employ other methods, his body suddenly became extremely cold, as if submerged in a spring of perennial frost, leaving him unable to move even a finger, and his Mana was completely frozen solid.

His vision blurred once more, and he found himself back in the valley. Apart from his head, his entire body was frozen in a huge chunk of white ice crystal.

Yun Jiuxiao and Bing Xin were in the same predicament.

The shadow slowly revealed its True Face; it was indeed Yuan Ming.

A dark red bird flew in from nearby and landed on his shoulder.

Yuan Ming and Qing Tong had already sworn a deadly feud, and the Snake-man Clan had previously kidnapped Yan Sijing. Naturaly, Yuan Ming would not allow Qing Tong, this threat, to leave. He just had the dark red bird track her down and immediately pursued once he found Qing Tong's trail.

What he hadn't anticipated was the presence of Huan Ling Zi and the two others. However, this was just as well; it offered a chance to take care of all the nuisances at once.

Huan Ling Zi, seeing Yuan Ming, showed a look of fear on his face but not much surprise.

The Frost Divine Ability that Yuan Ming had just used was employed several times previously when dealing with the Fire Crocodiles. Huan Ling Zi had guessed who the newcomer was as soon as Qing Tong turned into an ice sculpture.

He opened his mouth, wanting to beg for mercy, but considering the grievances between him and Yuan Ming, he felt that pleading was somewhat futile and ended up not saying anything at all.

Yuan Ming couldn't be bothered to waste words with Huan Ling Zi. He put on the Empty Gloves and grabbed Huan Ling Zi's head.

Black and blue light emanated from the Empty Gloves and penetrated Huan Ling Zi's head.

The Empty Gloves could seep into the depths of the Divine Soul, rewrite memories, and enhance Soul Search abilities.

Normally, probing a Cultivator's memories would require at least one tael of time, but with the help of the Empty Gloves, it only took Yuan Ming a moment to complete the process.

From Huan Ling Zi's memories, he learned quite a few things.

Leaving the matters of Kongling Island aside for now, Yuan Ming was more concerned with the secrets of the Secret Realm.

Through Huan Ling Zi's memories, he found out that Fusang, Jin Ao, Kongling, and Di Hua islands were hiding a lot of information. These four islands were searching within the Secret Realm for a special continent that harbored items desperately sought by the four islands and was related to Three Immortals Island.

About that continent, Huan Ling Zi didn't know much, only that it bore many Spirit Grasses and demon beasts not found on the Yunhuang Continent. This included the Fengming Grass and Purple Jade Vine that Daoist Qian Bao and Golden Cloud Fairy had previously tasked others to search for.

Yuan Ming finally understood why Daoist Qian Bao and Golden Cloud Fairy had been willing to give up the Earth Core Fire Lotus; they wanted to use the collective effort of others to find that continent as soon as possible.

Yuan Ming looked at Huan Ling Zi in his hands, hesitation flickering in his eyes for a moment before returning to calmness.

The blue light from the Empty Gloves intensified, and a small blue hand seeped into Huan Ling Zi's head.

At the same time, he took out a Silver Token with a flip of his hand and channeled Mana into it.

A giant silver barrier suddenly appeared, engulfing Huan Ling Zi, Yun Jiuxiao, Qing Tong, and the others within it.

An hour later, the silver barrier collapsed and dissipated.

Yuan Ming stood with his hands behind his back, facing several people opposite him, who were Huan Ling Zi, Qing Tong, Yun Jiuxiao, and Bing Xin.

Including Huan Ling Zi and Qing Tong, all four had peaceful expressions and looked at Yuan Ming with grateful and devout eyes.

"You may go now," Yuan Ming said indifferently after a long silence.

The four bowed to Yuan Ming and each flew away into the distance.

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