The master went down the mountain and met the beautiful CEO's fiancée

Chapter 384: Nascent Soul Stage Monster

"Brother Yun!"

Lin Wan'er hurried forward and looked at Yun Chen worriedly.

Yun Chen shook his head and then turned to look at Meichuan beside him.

"Have you seen them?"

"No... I haven't seen it, but the bow on her body... I... I recognize it." Meichuan's Adam's apple rolled violently, his eyes were full of hesitation mixed with fear, and his voice was obviously trembling.

"Recently, a group of people have been secretly investigating the whereabouts of the God's Falling Land. I've seen them... Some of them were carrying this kind of bow."

Yun Chen's expression changed, and he raised an eyebrow and looked at Mei Chuan: "Are you sure?"

"Sure, I've seen the elders fight with them before, they were very powerful..." Meichuan said hurriedly.

Yun Chen frowned when he heard this.

Lin Wan'er looked at Yun Chen and said, "So... Chaoyin Pavilion is investigating the God's Falling Land? Then why did they capture your master? Is it related to the God's Falling Land?"

"impossible."

Yun Chen shook his head in denial: "My master has always been practicing in the secular world and has never set foot in the secret realm of cultivation, let alone the place where the gods fell. There must be other reasons."

After Yun Chen finished speaking, he turned to look at Mei Chuan with a serious expression: "Where have you seen those people before?"

"In...deep in the forest. It's very dangerous there..."

"Take me there." Yun Chen interrupted Mei Chuan before he could finish.

Meichuan was stunned, his eyes filled with panic. He waved his hands repeatedly, "No, sir! That place is too close to the Misty Swamp. It's full of soul-devouring miasma, and there are many demonic beasts patrolling that we've refined. With our level of cultivation, going in would be a death wish!"

"Cut the nonsense."

Yun Chen's eyes turned cold, and he gathered a strand of golden spiritual energy with his fingers, gently tapping Mei Chuan's back. "I have already planted a spiritual power mark in your body. If you dare to take you the wrong way, or try to play tricks on me, this mark will instantly shatter your meridians. As for the miasma and the monsters, I'm here, so you don't have to worry about it."

Mei Chuan felt the stinging pain in his back and knew he had no right to refuse. He could only get up with a mournful look on his face. "Yes... I'll take you there right away, but you have to follow me closely. The monsters there recognize the presence of Japanese cultivators. They'll pounce on a Great Xia cultivator like you."

Yun Chen didn't say anything else, but just grabbed Meichuan's collar and motioned him to lead the way.

Lin Wan'er followed closely behind, casually summoning a jade shield to protect herself. She whispered to Yun Chen, "Brother Yun, if we encounter miasma later, this jade shield can hold it off for a while. You focus on Mei Chuan and don't let him get away."

Meichuan walked tremblingly in front. The deeper he went into the forest, the stronger the smell of blood and decay in the air became. Occasionally, he could hear the roar of monsters in the distance.

After walking for about two hours, the trees ahead gradually became sparse, and a gray miasma began to spread in the forest, preventing even sunlight from getting through.

"It's right in front."

Meichuan pointed to a valley not far away that was shrouded in miasma, and his voice trembled, "Those people with ice marrow bows stopped in this valley a few days ago. Our elders fought them here. There are still traces of the fight on the ground."

Yun Chen's eyes narrowed as he pushed Mei Chuan towards Lin Wan'er. He then summoned a golden sword, his spiritual energy surging as he forcibly split the miasma before him. "You two wait here. I'll go take a look."

As soon as he stepped into the valley, Yun Chen noticed something was wrong.

The traces of fighting on the ground were very recent, and there was still a very faint trace of ice spiritual power remaining. In addition, Yun Chen actually discovered the power of thunder here.

"Is this a trace of the Divine Thunder Palace's technique?"

Yun Chen's fingertips moved slightly, and a wisp of golden spiritual power explored the ground. When it touched the power of thunder, a familiar numbness came from his fingertips. This was clearly the purple thunder power unique to the Divine Thunder Palace.

"People from the Divine Thunder Palace are actually here?"

Yun Chen frowned even more tightly and walked a few steps forward along the traces. Suddenly, behind a broken rock, he found half of a token engraved with thunder patterns. It had been split into two halves, and there were still faint traces of thunder on the edge.

"It looks like something happened. I don't know who from the Divine Thunder Palace it is..."

Yun Chen was looking at the token and muttering to himself. At this moment, a roar of a monster suddenly came from a distance.

The roar was dull and violent, carrying a sense of forcibly controlled madness, and it approached the valley in an instant.

Yun Chen immediately hid himself behind an ancient tree. When he looked up, he saw a giant green-scaled python as thick as a bowl emerging from the miasma.

The python's body was covered with dark red lines, which were the marks left by the Japanese monks when they refined the monster. At this moment, it was spitting out its forked tongue and attacking Yun Chen quickly.

"Nascent Soul stage demon beast?"

The moment he saw the monster, Yun Chen's face changed drastically. The golden sword in his hand instantly burst out with brilliant golden light. The spiritual power around him surged out like a tide, condensing into a thick golden protective shield in front of him.

Almost at the moment when the shield was formed, the head of the giant green-scaled python slammed down hard. The huge impact force made Yun Chen slide back several steps, and two deep grooves were crushed in the soil under his feet.

"This monster has lost all its mind after being refined. It only knows how to fight to the death. Don't get entangled by it!" Mei Chuan, who was outside the valley, saw this scene and was so scared that his voice changed. He grabbed Lin Wan'er's sleeve tightly and dared not move forward.

Lin Wan'er held her jade shield in front of her, staring at the giant python with a serious look. "Brother Yun, retreat quickly... We can't defeat a Nascent Soul demon beast."

Yun Chen's eyes flashed when he heard this. Instead of retreating, he rushed towards the giant python.

"Beast! I want to see how strong you are."

This is a great opportunity to hone yourself, how can you miss it?

What's more... if we retreat now, how can we find out the whereabouts of our master?

He glanced at the giant python, then tapped the ground with his toes and leaped up like an arrow. The golden sword pierced the giant python's body with a sharp sound of breaking wind.

The giant python seemed to sense the danger and swung its tail violently, bringing up a cloud of miasma towards Yun Chen.

Yun Chen dodged to the side, but the miasma touched the corner of his clothes. In an instant, a sizzling corrosion sound was heard, and the spiritual power shield dimmed a little.

"Damn soul-devouring miasma!"

Yun Chen gritted his teeth, and a wisp of golden spiritual power condensed. When it came into contact with the remaining breath of Zixiao Thunder Power, a tiny electric light burst out.

An idea came into his mind, and he integrated the thunder power into the golden sword. The sword body was immediately wrapped with light purple arcs of electricity, and it stabbed towards the giant python again.

This time, the giant python had no way to avoid it. The golden sword pierced into the python's belly accurately. The electric arc exploded instantly, and the python's belly shattered.

"Roar--!"

The giant python let out a painful roar, and its huge body rolled several times on the ground. The fierce light in its eyes gradually faded, and then it collapsed to the ground powerlessly, its breath rapidly weakening.

Yun Chen had just caught his breath when he heard the sound of dense footsteps in the miasma.

"who?"

At the same time, a cold and stern voice suddenly rang out.