Chapter 260: The Dragon and Phoenix Fight, Who Wins?

Chen An and his group drove the escape light and the sky-splitting shuttle, traveling day and night, rushing towards the direction of the Styx.

As they got closer and closer to the River Styx, the scene between heaven and earth began to change subtly. The originally bright sky was gradually covered by a layer of dark mist, and the sunlight seemed to be blocked by this layer of dark air, becoming dim and weak.

The surrounding scenery changed from vibrant green to gray. The trees lost their former vitality and looked withered and desolate. Even the air was filled with a faint smell of decay.

The invasion of the underworld energy makes the island environment present an extraordinary dark beauty, but it also hides an unsettling weirdness.

Occasionally, the group could hear low roars or faint cries coming from afar. These were the wails of various evil spirits under the influence of the underworld energy, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

The River Styx, as a bridge connecting the human world and the underworld, overflowed for some inexplicable reason. This river composed of the water of the underworld is the overflowed part.

It meanders along the edge of two worlds, becoming the boundary between life and death.

The geographical features of the River Styx are strange and steep, with steep cliffs and jagged rocks on both sides, as if nature's awe of death has created this insurmountable barrier.

The river water itself is a deep dark green color, almost bottomless, and flows silently, but one can feel a strong suction force contained in it.

There are countless evil spirits living in the river. They are either resentful souls that were not able to be liberated during their lifetime, or monsters that have been mutated due to the erosion of the netherworld.

After being eroded by the underworld energy, these evil spirits have a natural affinity for the water of the Styx and can move freely through it. But for ordinary cultivators, the water of the Styx is extremely poisonous and anyone who touches it will die.

They have various shapes, some are like transparent shadows, and some have sharp fangs and claws. They are always looking for opportunities to drag any creatures who dare to approach the Styx into the depths of the Styx.

When Chen An and his companions arrived near the Styx, they saw the body of a golden dragon churning on the water surface, and a soaring swan was fighting with it. The two were fighting for a phantom fire eel.

The Phantom Fire Eels look like eels, with a faint blue-green light covering their bodies. They can emit electric shocks with underworld energy, causing severe paralysis and corrosion to targets within the attack range.

After being eroded by the netherworld energy, the Phantom Fire Eel mutated. Not only did its power increase greatly, but it also came with the Netherworld Fire. One strike would either kill or injure anyone. If one's cultivation was not at the late stage of the Refinement Void Refinement Realm, they would most likely not be able to withstand it.

The reason why this Phantom Fire Eel was robbed was because there was a wisp of the Fusion Spirit floating in its body. The Phantom Fire Eel was almost transparent throughout its body, and one could tell at a glance whether it contained the Fusion Spirit.

At this moment, Honghu took the lead and flapped its wings. Countless ice spikes suddenly condensed above the water of the Styx and shot towards the golden dragon like sharp arrows.

Honghu is a descendant of the phoenix, a spiritual bird with water attributes. Its wings are like frost and snow, its pupils are like ice, and three long blue feathers are fluttering on its tail, sparkling and stunning.

The golden dragon is majestic, its scales gleaming with golden luster, and its breath is as hot as the sun.

Then, the golden dragon soared into the sky, and its body circled, forming a huge golden vortex, trying to draw Honghu into it.

Honghu dodged lightly and spit out a water drop from his mouth. This seemingly ordinary water drop suddenly exploded in the air and turned into torrential rain, pouring down in an attempt to suppress the golden dragon's fire power.

The battle between the two was earth-shattering, with their magical powers and magic weapons complementing each other, stirring up the surface of the nearby Styx River with turbulent winds and huge waves.

However, the golden dragon is a golden dragon after all, and is an extremely noble existence among the dragon clan, with profound heritage and vast magical powers.

The golden dragon used its body to confront the opponent, seized the flaw and caught the phantom fire eel in its claws, then leaped away.

Although Honghu fought hard, he was ultimately hit by the golden dragon's magical power because he was slightly inferior in strength. He let out a wail and had to retreat.

"My fellow Taoist from the Phoenix Clan, do you need my help in getting back the Phantom Fire Eel?" Chen An smiled lightly and said in an elegant and easy-going manner.

"Can you humans be so kind?"

The other party looked at Chen An warily for a few times, and then spoke with a clear female voice.

"Of course I'm not helping you for nothing. I need one of your life feathers."

As he spoke, Chen An glanced at the other party's soft tail. In order to avoid any suspicion from the other party, he directly stated his purpose to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Bah, obscene!"

Unexpectedly, Honghu spat and spread its wings and flew away.

"Don't go"

Chen An watched the other party fly away, but he could do nothing.

He was puzzled. Logically speaking, a life feather was far less precious than the soul-fusion essence, and the other party should not have refused it. Why did he react so strongly?

"Does what you just said still count?"

Just when Chen An was puzzled and wondering whether he should take forceful action, the clear voice rang out again behind him, like the sound of nature.

"Of course it counts!"

As he was speaking, a female cultivator in white with skin as white as cream came floating in the wind, looking at Chen An with a troubled expression.

"Well, that's fine."

After struggling for a long time, the female cultivator finally made a decision, and added: "If you can't get the Soul-Releasing Soul back, I won't give you anything!"

"Okay, okay, you wait here, I'll be back soon."

After receiving an affirmative response from the other party, Chen An returned to the Sky-Splitting Shuttle.

The last feather was right before his eyes, and the five-colored divine light was about to be completely cultivated. A sense of inexplicable excitement suddenly surged in his heart.

It is so sad that even he himself seems to have forgotten how many years he has practiced this magical power.

After all, supernatural powers are easy to cultivate but materials are hard to find. Fortunately, I encountered this opportunity on the banks of the River Styx.

"Fellow Daoist Yunxiao, please do as you please. I have some personal business to attend to first."

After saying that, Chen An was about to leave.

"Can you go into the Dragon Tribe alone without the sword formation?"

Zhao Lingyun looked worried and suggested that Chen An take them with him.

"That's not necessary. It's not something too dangerous."

This matter is Chen An's own private matter, and he does not want to involve other people.

After walking away, Chen An could vaguely hear someone gossiping about him from behind: "What private matters? Look at how pretty she is, she's lost her soul!"

This is Situ Yanran's voice!
Chen An shook his head helplessly, pretending not to hear.

After leaving the banks of the River Styx, they followed the direction in which the golden dragon had just left and tracked it all the way.

But after he escaped for a distance, he did not continue chasing, but patrolled the nearby river, capturing evil spirits and mutated creatures under the water.

If one wants to exchange the natal feather with the swan, he does not necessarily need to go to the dragon clan alone. He can also fulfill his wish by finding a wisp of divine soul now!

If he doesn't tell me, who would know if it was stolen?
The river surface beneath him was vast and boundless, covered with a layer of eternal black fog. This fog was neither smoke nor cloud, but the unique gloomy energy of the underworld. It blocked his vision and made all the scenes above the Styx hazy.

Chen An held up the True Essence Body Protection Light Shield and patrolled the river surface carefully, not missing any movement. In addition to searching for the Soul Rong Yuanpo, the danger here should not be underestimated.

The flow of the River Styx is unusually gentle, with almost no perceptible waves, but this does not mean it is peaceful.

In fact, according to the intelligence from the barbarians sent by Chen Fengshuo, the undercurrent in the river is surging, and there are countless dangers hidden. The dead souls, evil spirits, and various strange aquatic species that have drifted here from ancient times to the present are all ready to move under this seemingly calm water surface. The river water itself is not transparent, but presents a deep black color, absorbing all light without reflecting it. Even the spiritual consciousness of the immortal cultivators can hardly penetrate this layer of darkness and explore the situation at the bottom of the river.

In this difficult environment, Chen An searched for a month in a row. During this period, he encountered several phantom fire eels and alien black-scaled dragons, but he did not find even a trace of the Soul Fusion Spirit.

"Go around again. If you still can't find her, trade what you have with her."

Chen An was thinking like this. He could look for the soul-melting soul later, but he had to get the water-attributed feather as soon as possible.

These places with lower danger levels are indeed relatively safer, but the efficiency of finding the Soul-Releasing Soul is very low.

If necessary, we have to strengthen our capabilities and go to those two dangerous places to have a look, otherwise this trip will be in vain.

"Ok?"

Not far in front of Chen An, the dark energy there slowly squirmed and gradually condensed into a human-shaped figure with a protruding front and a curved back, and the soft outline of a woman gradually emerged on the face.

Chen An's expression changed: "Mist Banshee!"

The Banshee is formed by the condensation of the mist of the River Styx. She has a human-like appearance and often appears as a beautiful female.

However, this monster is best at controlling the dark fog and corroding the magic weapons and magic power of monks.

"what!"

After a shrill scream, the Mist Banshee suddenly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, she appeared in front of Chen An at an astonishing speed.

Her hands turned into sharp claws and went straight to Chen An's heart.

Chen An reacted quickly and swung his sword. A sword light cut through the void and collided with the sharp claws of the Dark Mist Banshee, making a deafening sound of metal clashing.

The battle instantly became fierce. The attacks of the Dark Mist Banshee were like a storm, and each blow carried the corrosive power of the water of the Styx. However, Chen An relied on his profound cultivation to deal with her. The protective light shield of his true essence had become bumpy under the erosion of the pervasive Dark Mist.

Chen An calmly summoned a ball of three-colored flame. The flames spread out, and the surrounding dark mist sizzled and continued to evaporate.

The Dark Mist Banshee, who had been so smug just now, suddenly became gloomy under the threat of the Yin-Yang Burning Sky Fire, and turned around and ran away.

But behind her, an ordinary bottle suddenly appeared, and endless suction force gushed out from the bottle mouth.

The Dark Mist Banshee let out a shrill cry, and an evil spirit flew out of her body. It was unwillingly sucked into the mouth of the bottle. Then the whole mist-like body collapsed and turned into Dark Mist again, covering the water surface.

Chen An grabbed the bottle, walked to the shore, took a quick look, and said with surprise: "It's a hit!"

He then silently activated the Soul Refining Bottle, speeding up the refining of the evil spirit in the bottle, allowing the shrill screams to resound in his ears.

After just a few days, the movements of the evil spirit in the bottle gradually weakened until it was completely refined.

Chen An grabbed a wisp of soul energy from the bottle and returned along the original path of the Styx.

"Has the Rong Shen Yuan Po been recovered?"

A white figure came forward impatiently and asked anxiously.

Chen An frowned, nodded slightly, and did not respond.

"Well, my name is Qingyu, what should I call you?"

Qingyu seemed to realize her own gaffe, straightened her face and said.

"My name is Chen An."

Chen An took out a strand of soul-melting spirit and placed it in his palm: "I have taken back what you wanted, what about what I want?"

Qingyu blushed and said shyly, "It's not that I won't give it to you, but I have three life feathers on my tail. It won't look good if I lose one, so... I..."

Hearing this, Chen An's face darkened: "You are kidding me!"

"no no."

Suddenly, Qingyu's face turned redder. She looked at Rongshen Yuanpo eagerly and stamped her feet anxiously.

"I'm not kidding you. Can you wait for a few days? I'll trade with you as soon as I find a replacement."

Seeing that Chen An was about to put away the Rong Shen Yuan Po and the treasure in his hands was about to fly away, Qing Yu was so anxious that her eyes became watery and she was almost about to cry.

Seeing that she was not pretending, Chen An's face turned strange. It is a woman's nature to love beauty, but she still cares so much about her image in front of Rong Shen Yuanpo, which makes him speechless.

After pondering for a moment, Chen An rummaged through his storage bag and took out several pieces of colorful materials.

Immediately, he summoned a wisp of Yin-Yang Sky-Burning Fire to expel the impurities and melt it into balls of liquid.

He then took out a small bottle, which contained the dark energy that he had previously absorbed and filtered out from the dark stone.

After being refined through the Qingling Huaqi Jue, these dark energies became different from the dark energy in the Styx and were much gentler and softer.

Adding it to these materials can resist the erosion of the dark energy and can be close to the effect of the opponent's natal feathers.

Based on the color and shape of the several life feathers behind Qingyu Tail in memory, the color of the spiritual liquid was mixed in a certain proportion and given shape.

In just a few hours, a feather that was entirely light blue and glowing had taken shape.

"Wow! So beautiful!"

When Qingyu saw this feather, her eyes widened!

"How about using it as a substitute? It should be enough."

"Enough, enough!" Qingyu nodded eagerly like a chick pecking at rice.

"But I think it's not enough. In addition to the deal with Lingyu, you have to give me an extra 100 Nether Yuan Stones!"

Chen An smiled lightly, the value of the Soul Fusion was far greater than a Void Refining Feather, he couldn't really do a deal at a loss.

The materials used just now were not precious. Only the refined nether energy might have a little value, but not much was used to make a mere feather.

"Deal, wait a moment, I'll be right back!"

Fearing that Chen An would go back on his word, Qingyu repeatedly assured him that he would be back in a moment, and then flew away in a hurry and disappeared. He was probably hiding in a corner to deal with the feathers on his tail.

Chen An was stunned. He had deliberately asked for a high price in order to leave room for bargaining, but he had never expected that the woman would agree to it right away without even bargaining!
You know, the Netherworld Stone is only produced on Shenglin Island, and each one is extremely precious.

It is estimated that now that we are on Shenglin Island, the other party's Nether Yuan Stone is easier to obtain, and its rarity has been underestimated.

For example, the Soul Rong could be traded at a certain value on the island, but if you leave the island and go outside one day, the price would definitely be much higher than that!

But after a moment, Qingyu's long skirt fluttered, as if she was coming on the wind, and a slender light blue feather was pinched between her white fingers.

(End of this chapter)