Chapter 119: Battle with the Three-Eyed Dragon Centipede

Mount Wanren is a wondrous peak, stretching thousands of miles, dotted with towering strange stones and endless ravines. Massive boulders are scattered throughout, exuding an imposing grandeur.

An Qing and her party, along with the Reincarnation Squad, arrived before this vast mountain range. They began their ascent into Mount Wanren, stepping through the void, advancing step by step into its depths.

The mountain was riddled with unyieldingly hard rocks, with scant vegetation only sprouting from crevices. Along the way, no trace of ferocious beasts was visible.

Suddenly, Yi Tian, An Qing, Princess Zhaixing, Lan Chen, and the others all noticed long, smooth scratches—dozens of zhang in length—etched into the rocks ahead. Glancing around, nearly every boulder bore these marks.

An Qing’s expression grew grave. “Everyone, be alert. These marks were left by the Three-Eyed Dragon Centipede.”

Her words immediately heightened the vigilance of everyone present.

These scars indicated that this area was the hunting ground of the Three-Eyed Dragon Centipede, which could appear at any moment.

They cautiously pressed deeper into Mount Wanren.

After traveling over a thousand miles, they finally reached a towering peak rising tens of thousands of zhang. Atop it stood a Blood Bodhi Tree barely taller than a person, its roots firmly planted on the summit. The entire peak was tinged a dark crimson, still suffused with a faint yet lingering scent of blood.

The Blood Bodhi Tree was immaculate white, its leaves resembling jade, crystal-clear and radiant with a gentle glow. Bathed in sunlight, it appeared utterly sacred.

Dangling from the tree were thirty-three crimson fruits, each the size of a fist, surrounded by a shimmering red aura.

Yi Tian cast a glance at the Blood Bodhi fruits, confirming their authenticity.

Yet, scanning the surroundings, they found no sign of the Three-Eyed Dragon Centipede’s presence.

“Everyone, do not let your guard down. The Three-Eyed Dragon Centipede has surely burrowed into the mountain itself. The moment we step within its range, it will strike. We must retreat and wait for the Blood Bodhi fruit to ripen before making our move,” An Qing warned, clearly well-versed in the creature’s habits.

Yi Tian cast a thoughtful look at Tang Luoxiang.

This time, An Qing had learned of the fruit’s imminent ripening from the Mountain Guardian Marquis, who had sent his daughter to accompany An Qing, hoping to secure a Blood Bodhi fruit for himself.

Princess Zhaixing and Luo Hong likely represented the royal family, while the young master of Gulan City was the leader of a local faction—this was, in essence, a coalition of several powerful forces.

This left Yi Tian somewhat perplexed.

By all logic, the Mountain Guardian Marquis should be extremely eager for the Blood Bodhi fruit himself. Why had he not acted personally?

Yi Tian was unaware of the complex intrigues at play.

Nor did he comprehend why An Qing had invited his Reincarnation Squad to partake in this mission.

Yet, despite his misgivings, Yi Tian did not abandon the opportunity.

The Blood Bodhi fruit was worth risking everything for, and Yi Tian was confident in facing the dangers and unforeseen twists that might arise.

The fourteen of them withdrew from the peak and established several caves atop a nearby hill tens of miles away, waiting for the moment when the Blood Bodhi fruits would ripen.

At this time, An Qing, Yi Tian, and the others spotted another group stealthily entering Mount Wanren—their target unmistakably the Blood Bodhi fruit. Clearly, news of the fruit’s ripening had spread beyond An Qing’s faction.

Finally, on the tenth day since their arrival, the thirty-three Blood Bodhi fruits began to mature. A faint, intoxicating fragrance spread through the air, drifting for miles. Each fruit glowed a deep, purple-red, resembling miniature suns.

An Qing’s group, along with Yi Tian’s Reincarnation Squad, could not help but rejoice inwardly.

But then, the mountain suddenly trembled violently.

In the next instant, a massive fissure opened on the peak, and a colossal Three-Eyed Dragon Centipede, its body armored in dark silver plates, emerged. Its many segmented limbs gleamed with icy sharpness like divine blades, carving deep gouges and long cracks into the rock. The once impregnable stone crumbled like soft tofu beneath its assault.

The three-headed, over three hundred zhang long centipede climbed swiftly and effortlessly across the rugged mountain, charging straight toward the Blood Bodhi Tree at the summit.

“Kill it!” An Qing, Princess Zhaixing, Luo Hong, Lan Chen, their two attendants, and the Reincarnation Squad surged forward at top speed. Tang Luoxiang, shrouded in Yuan Gaang aura by a woman in her thirties, followed closely behind.

Meanwhile, the other intruders also charged forward.

Both sides aimed to seize the Blood Bodhi fruit first, lest the centipede consume it and render their efforts futile.

When Yi Tian’s group closed within several hundred zhang of the creature, the battle erupted.

Blades of sword qi, gleaming knife edges, mystic arts, and talismanic powers rained down upon the Three-Eyed Dragon Centipede, a relentless onslaught designed to cripple it at once.

The other party employed the same strategy.

The centipede was the most formidable opponent; only by severely wounding it could either side claim the right to the Blood Bodhi fruits.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Over twenty devastating attacks struck the centipede simultaneously, enveloping it in a destructive storm.

When the dust settled, a massive crater scarred the mountain peak.

At its bottom lay the Three-Eyed Dragon Centipede, its dark silver armor cracked in several places, faint traces of blood seeping through.

Yet, all who witnessed this scene felt a sinking heaviness in their hearts.

Yi Tian’s chest tightened.

Despite the combined fury of two or three dozen human-tier experts—some even masters of Yuan Fa techniques—whose power could shatter even top-tier Yuan Dan-level beings, the harm inflicted on the centipede was negligible.

Yi Tian always knew that beasts of the same tier were far more formidable than human cultivators. In vitality and defense, they vastly surpassed humans.

Even colossal Earth-tier titans, relying solely on their bodies, could not withstand the assault of dozens of human-tier experts.

At this moment, the Three-Eyed Dragon Centipede was enraged.

Though its dark silver armor was exceedingly tough, it felt boundless pain from the onslaught of so many human-tier attackers.

Its low intelligence meant it was consumed by fury, forgetting even the lure of the Blood Bodhi fruit.

Instantly, its third eye opened wide.

A terrifying beam of black radiance burst forth, sweeping toward An Qing’s group and the other faction.

An Qing, Princess Zhaixing, Luo Hong, Lan Chen, Yi Tian, and the others hastily unleashed their powers, summoning their artifacts to strike at the black light.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The black radiance was utterly dreadful, instantly flinging An Qing, Princess Zhaixing, the Reincarnation Squad, and the masked assailants backward. Though they withstood the blast, the black light clung to their weapons like a malignant parasite, slowly corroding them.

Their weapons’ brilliance gradually dimmed.

“This is bad—the centipede’s eye light carries a deadly poison!” Yi Tian, An Qing, and Princess Zhaixing all paled. The power of that gaze was too terrifying.

Seeing this, Yi Tian knew they couldn’t let it continue.

He immediately unleashed a secret technique of divine displacement, teleporting several hundred zhang to the centipede’s head.

“Sun Shooting Heavenly Skill!”

He channeled his full strength into the technique, his terrifying true essence enveloping his fist as it smashed down onto the beast’s head.

Boom!

The resounding blast echoed through the land.

Yi Tian’s punch drove the centipede’s head deep into the mountain, tearing open several massive cracks. The impact was so fierce that his hand nearly shattered.

Witnessing Yi Tian’s assault, An Qing and the others, along with members of the Reincarnation Squad, understood the creature’s weakness.

Due to the nature of its species, the centipede had countless legs but could not engage in close combat; only its third eye could truly harm enemies. Once they closed in, the centipede found it difficult to strike them.

Seizing the opportunity while the centipede was dazed from Yi Tian’s blow, An Qing, Yi Feng of the Reincarnation Squad, and the others surged upward, raining a barrage of attacks on its body.