Chapter 30

"What is it!?"

After the initial shock, everyone's gaze fell upon the ice lake, and after a moment of careful observation, many finally noticed that there were black lines continuously moving within the ice lake. As these black lines moved, occasionally a massive figure would surge out of the water, revealing the true nature of these black lines.

These were pythons covered in blue scales. The scales and the flesh of the pythons were semi-transparent, similar to the color of the mystic ice, but the bones inside their bodies were pitch black. From a distance, these pythons looked like black lines.

At this moment, these pythons seemed to have been awakened by the crowd on the mystic ice. They swam on the surface of the lake, their pale blue eyes filled with ferocity and coldness, staring at the many figures on the mystic ice.

"These are Black Line Pythons!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, clearly recognizing these ferocious creatures. They were demonic beasts, said to exist only in extremely cold places. They had the innate ability to control mystic ice, and when they gathered in groups, they were extremely difficult to deal with.

"Hmph, a bunch of废物 (waste)! They're just some Black Line Pythons. If we can obtain the Purple Cold Mystic Lotus, what do these Black Line Pythons matter!?"

Just as Ye Zhong was making his deductions, not far away, a muscular man with abundant blood energy sneered and took a step forward, directly rushing towards the center of the lake.

"Whoosh—"

The moment his figure swept over the lake, at least five or six black lines surged out.

"Hmph—"

The muscular man sneered, clenched his right hand, and immediately unleashed a series of punches, which heavily struck the five or six black lines.

"Clang—"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the Black Line Pythons that had surged out of the water were all knocked back into the water. Instantly, dark blood began to spread in the ice-blue lake.

The muscular man's figure trembled, and he used the force to land on the stone platform. Then, he extended his large hand and directly grabbed a Purple Cold Mystic Lotus, stuffing it into his spatial ring.

Seeing this, the crowd on the mystic ice could no longer hold back. Those who were confident in their strength instantly rushed towards the stone platform, skimming over the water.

Ye Zhong's figure also trembled, and he quickly shot out, directly heading towards the center of the stone platform.

Although the Purple Cold Mystic Lotus was a good thing, Ye Zhong was not interested in it for the moment. His only interest was the Purple Wood Spirit Root. His current task was to follow the roots of the Purple Cold Mystic Lotus and search for the Purple Wood Spirit Root under the water.

"Boom—Boom—Boom—"

The moment Ye Zhong rushed out, countless Black Line Pythons began to surge in the lake below. Their eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty look. They leaped out of the water, rushing towards the figures that were densely packed, and in an instant, the whistling sound spread in all directions.

"Bang—"

Ye Zhong slapped a Black Line Python that was rushing towards him, turning it into a meat patty. His figure then trembled and rushed towards the stone platform.

At the same time, the chaotic battle erupted. Countless figures fought with the Black Line Pythons for the Purple Cold Mystic Lotus. Although many could resist the attacks of the Black Line Pythons, more people were directly knocked into the ice lake, instantly losing all their fighting power and being enveloped by countless Black Line Pythons, sinking to the bottom of the lake like a black ball of yarn.

However, this chaotic situation gave Ye Zhong some advantages. At least, after avoiding a few Black Line Pythons, his figure quickly approached the stone platform in the center of the lake.

The moment his figure landed on the stone platform, which was about a hundred meters wide, Ye Zhong did not pick the Purple Cold Mystic Lotus that was within reach. Instead, his gaze swept the ground, following the roots of the Purple Cold Mystic Lotus towards the center of the stone platform.

Apart from Ye Zhong, there were also some figures doing the same thing, clearly knowing the existence of the Purple Wood Spirit Root. They naturally understood that the Purple Wood Spirit Root was far more precious than the Purple Cold Mystic Lotus.

"Whoosh—"

Several groups of people almost simultaneously landed at the very center of the stone platform, where there was a blank stone surface, and countless roots converged.

Seeing this, the several groups of people almost simultaneously acted, instantly blasting away all the roots. However, when the stone surface below was revealed, their expressions all turned somewhat unpleasant.

"Actually, it's not there!?"

Looking at the empty ground, Ye Zhong's brows slightly furrowed, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes. Without the Purple Wood Spirit Root, these Purple Cold Mystic Lotus would be meaningless to him, no matter how many there were.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhong's gaze swept over the other groups, wanting to see if they had any discoveries. However, these strong figures also had their brows slightly furrowed, clearly not finding anything.

However, just as Ye Zhong was about to leave, he suddenly frowned. He noticed that about five or six people on the opposite side raised their heads, their gazes falling on him with a hint of amusement. The leader among them was none other than Mo Fanlong, the young master of the Mo family, the local bully of Green Mountain Town.

At this moment, Mo Fanlong's gaze fell on Ye Zhong, his right hand, as smooth as jade, gently kneading two bone balls, a hint of amusement on his face.

"Heh, my friend, we've been looking for you, and we never thought we'd meet you here!" Mo Fanlong smiled at Ye Zhong, a hint of seriousness in his eyes, and then he slowly walked towards Ye Zhong.

As Mo Fanlong moved, his several subordinates also slowly spread out, forming a包围 (surround) around Ye Zhong.

Seeing this, Ye Zhong's eyes slightly narrowed, and then he smiled and said, "It seems, Young Master Mo, that you might have the wrong person!"

"Hehehe, the wrong person? I don't think so," Mo Fanlong narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly. "Although my subordinates who died deserved it, the others are not blind. They clearly saw who acted at the city gate!"

Hearing Mo Fanlong's words, the other several groups of people's eyes slightly flickered, and they vaguely guessed Ye Zhong's identity. They then retreated slightly, clearly not wanting to get involved in the matter between the Mo family and Ye Zhong.

Ye Zhong also seemed slightly stunned, and then he suddenly bowed and said, "It turns out it's about the incident at the city gate. At that time, I was indeed too rash. Regardless, for the sake of the Star Constellation Sect, can Young Master Mo give me some face? I will definitely give you an explanation!"

Hearing this, Mo Fanlong was also slightly stunned. According to his deductions over the past few days, the person who dared to act against his subordinates should not be so cowardly. However, Ye Zhong, using the name of the Star Constellation Sect, was now showing humility, which made him feel a bit more playful. Humiliating these annoying guys from the Star Constellation Sect seemed more interesting than killing them.

"Heh, since this friend is so respectful, I—"

Mo Fanlong smiled and waved his hand, stopping the others from moving, just about to say something, but at that moment, his expression suddenly changed.

"Whoosh—"

Almost the moment Mo Fanlong sensed something, Ye Zhong's aura instantly spread out, and his figure, like a ghost, flashed in front of Mo Fanlong. His right index finger pointed, and a sharp sword light swept towards Mo Fanlong's throat.

Ye Zhong's movements were too fast, and even Mo Fanlong did not expect that Ye Zhong would turn against him so decisively! With his mere third level of the Body Forging stage, he dared to take the initiative to attack!

Although Mo Fanlong had been highly alert after examining the injuries of his subordinates, he had relaxed his guard when Ye Zhong showed weakness. He did not expect to fall into Ye Zhong's trap.

"Whoosh—"

With such a close distance and Ye Zhong's sudden attack, Mo Fanlong had no time to retreat, only subconsciously raising his right hand.

"Pu—"

Ye Zhong's finger struck Mo Fanlong's right arm, and instantly, blood splattered. Ye Zhong's finger left a deep blood hole in Mo Fanlong's right arm.

After landing a successful blow, Ye Zhong's figure quickly retreated, his eyes filled with surprise! Sixth level of the Body Forging stage, Bone Tempering period! Mo Fanlong was actually a sixth level Bone Tempering expert! This guy was hiding his strength so deeply that if Ye Zhong had not acted decisively, he would not have been able to gauge his true strength!

Moreover, although he landed a successful blow, Ye Zhong's right index finger was now numb. A sixth level Bone Tempering expert had trained his body to the bone. Even with his current strength, having cultivated the Body Forging Divine Technique and formed a spiritual energy cycle in his body, he was no match for Mo Fanlong!

This Mo Fanlong was truly terrifying!