The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 614 - 351 (Part 2)
The small tower flew above the crowd and suddenly grew larger by two or three circles, releasing an infinite suction force. In just over a dozen breaths, the green smoke in the arena was completely absorbed by the small tower. This magic treasure possesses a resounding name known as the Demon Suppressing Tower, and though the name is extremely cliche and taboo, its ability to capture enemies into the tower truly is not feeble. However, after the Plague Demon was sucked in, the expression on the Black Robe scholar’s face became even more bitter, as if he had downed a large bowl of extremely bitter water.
The scenery in the arena returned to clarity, and though everyone looked disheveled, at least they were still standing. Only the bright red robe lying in the center of the grassland was particularly eye-catching.
The Black Robe scholar’s complexion turned pale as he shouted, "Quickly save the young master and re-establish the Barrier!" The old man with a white beard behind him immediately started muttering incantations. With a light wave of his right hand, it seemed that he had dismantled the Barrier. Then, he took out a few elixirs from his bosom, stuffed them into the mouth of the injured, and attempted to carry him out.
At this moment, the small tower above everyone’s heads began to creak and groan. Looking up, the originally radiant Demon Suppressing Tower was trembling incessantly, as if something was corroding it rapidly from the inside out. Afterwards, droplets of copper-green liquid began to flow out from the tower.
"Hurry up, the strength of the Plague Demon is too formidable!" Under the Black Robe scholar’s urging, the white-bearded old man finally disabled all the Barriers, tossing his master out. The use of spiritual power here was very ingenious; the injured party landed almost gently, without sustaining any harm.
But this delay caused the small tower to corrode even faster. In just a few breaths, the Demon Suppressing Tower resembled an iron object that had been soaked in the sea for a thousand years, not only losing all its sheen but also being covered with a crust of black and green rust, before finally collapsing onto the ground with a clatter.
"My Demon Suppressing Tower!" The Black Robe scholar was immensely distressed. The Plague Demon is an entity of filthy evil miasma. Once a good magic artifact has been touched by it, it will quickly become tainted and corroded, turning into a pile of junk. This is why people were extremely reluctant to use their magic artifacts against it. In a moment of urgency, the Black Robe scholar had no choice but to deploy the Demon Suppressing Tower, knowing that this treasure was now ruined.
The white-bearded old man hurriedly recited the spell to set up the Barrier again. With such a rushed timeframe, he managed to complete only one Barrier, and the Plague Demon had already broken out of the tower.
However, the people under Miluo’s command were already holding their breath in anticipation, and some had even thrown a large net directly over the small tower on the ground. As the green smoke emerged from the tower, it couldn’t help but shrink upon touching the net, like being zapped by an electric grid, getting smaller and smaller, squeezed between the small tower and the large net.
This net was also specially made. In the Southern areas of the Southern Continent, there are vast peach blossom forests. Due to the warm and moist local climate, with almost stagnant air and very weak wind, endless peach flowers and leaves fall to the soil and rot. This process ferments and produces miasma poison in the valleys. Each year in May, the mountains and fields are covered with a thin pink mist, known as the peach blossom miasma. This miasma can kill humans and animals; even birds drop from the sky, and it can even injure Cultivators. Some Cultivators specifically go to Peach Miasma Valley to harvest this type of miasma for use against others.
However, there is mutual generation and mutual inhibition in all things in the world. Although the peach blossom miasma is powerful, a peculiar vine-like plant appeared at the edges of the valleys over the years. The vines themselves can absorb miasma poison as nutrients, producing pearl-sized fruits that humans and animals can eat. Consuming these fruits allows one to walk through the mountains without fear of the miasma.
Plague and miasma have always been very similar. This large net was forged by an Artifact Refining Master at Fengtian Prefecture, using the vines of that plant, and it was also drenched with child’s urine and Black Dog Blood, both of which are items of strong Yang energy. Upon contact with these, the true form of the Plague Demon would immediately experience excruciating pain.
Seeing the net’s effectiveness, everyone exhaled deeply. A middle-aged man bent down to take a look at the green smoke shrunk into a small ball within the net, and let out a loud laugh towards the sky, "I thought this Plague Demon that lived for ten thousand years was formidable, but it turns out it just hadn’t encountered us. Otherwise, it would have been subdued long ago..."
Before he could finish, someone nearby suddenly shouted, "Be careful!"
The originally condensed green smoke suddenly shrank even more. If it was the size of a fist before, now it was at best the size of a chestnut and then forcefully smashed towards a mesh. Everyone knows that with a certain force applied, a needle can cause greater damage than a punch, and the Plague Demon was doing the same, shrinking so small and concentrating its corrosive power extremely.
