The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3255 - 3250: Jiuyou Emperor Grass_1

Yang Chen couldn't help but acknowledge the true value of the Wheel of Destiny Mirror. It enabled him to shadow a Sky Separation Realm Expert right on his heels, all without drawing any attention.

Inside such a confined space as this subterranean passage, lacking the Wheel of Destiny Mirror, even relying on his profound grasp of space-time laws, trailing undetected would prove far from straightforward.

Curiosity swelled within Yang Chen, as he pondered the dark scheme Mo Dao was pursuing and the mysterious destination he was approaching.

With that in mind, the glow up front intensified steadily.

Soon, a blinding flash erupted, unveiling an entirely new realm before them; it resembled a sprawling herbal garden.

The herbal garden spanned enormously, and through his soul sense, Yang Chen perceived it extending across millions of miles. It brimmed with vibrant spiritual blooms and peculiar herbs. These spiritual blooms and peculiar herbs released Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi, exuding a scent that invigorated and soothed the spirit.

Guarding the garden's gateway stood a handful of snake folk and a pair of Ghostly Yin Spirits, each a formidable Ghost King Expert.

"Sir Mo Dao!"

"Daoist friend Mo Dao!"

The Sky Separation Realm snake folk and Ghost King Experts beamed upon spotting Mo Dao.

"I come bearing Lord Huan Ye Ming Wang’s command to escort Fairy Moon Fu and her companions out. I trust none of you object," Mo Dao declared.

"Escorting them now? They've been nurturing the Nine Nether Emperor Desolate Grass and are nearing completion. Removing them at this stage could postpone the growth of the Jiuyou Emperor Grass," remarked the Sky Separation Realm snake folk.

"No concern there. Others can take over the nurturing for the time being. Besides, these six are merely stepping out briefly and will come back in due course. This outing might even draw more recruits here afterward. The Jiuyou Emperor Grass's development is simply a question of timing," Mo Dao responded with composure.

"Very well then," The snake folk and Ghost King Experts agreed with nods.

Concealed in the darkness, Yang Chen overheard everything and let out a cold scoff.

So the infernal ruler went by the name Huan Ye Ming Wang.

Huan Ye Ming Wang harbored nothing but malicious designs, undoubtedly plotting something vicious against Yang Chen. Regrettably for him, Yang Chen had zero interest in honoring any deal with Huan Ye Ming Wang.

Having reached the herbal garden, Yang Chen scanned the area while eavesdropping on the continuing exchange.

This expansive herbal garden was meticulously arranged for growing spiritual blooms and peculiar herbs. The Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi drifting from the edges surged directly into the garden's heart. The pace at which Heaven and Earth Spirit Grass flourished in this spot outstripped anything achievable elsewhere.

"It appears Huan Ye Ming Wang seized the Ancient Dragon Pattern Flag for a deeper purpose: to distribute the Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi reserved for humans among the snake folk. In turn, the snake folk would foster Heaven and Earth Spirit Grass. But what's the aim behind this Jiuyou Emperor Grass..." Yang Chen mused inwardly.

As these thoughts raced through his mind, Mo Dao rose and announced, "Fine, lead me to those six individuals."

Mo Dao, accompanied by a few Sky Separation Realm snake folk, hurried toward the garden's depths.

Along the path, Yang Chen spotted numerous other snake folk and human powerhouses.

Among the human powerhouses lurked Sky Separation Realm cultivators too, some clad in the garb of Blackstone Ancient Castle.

A closer look revealed Yang Chen that these powerhouses were engaged in identical labors—positioned before the spiritual blooms and peculiar herbs, they expelled their vital blood essence and drizzled it onto the foliage. This spurred the spiritual blooms and peculiar herbs to expand at an astonishing, visible rate. These mighty figures plainly weren't volunteering, and a quick probe via Yang Chen’s Lingxi Divine Pupil exposed seals implanted in their forms. Tending Lingcao in this place was clearly against their desires.

Yang Chen refrained from impulsive actions, having grasped the full picture already.

"That's the reason Fairy Moon Fu and her group remain alive, though vanished from sight. They've all been seized and dragged here to tend these Spiritual Flowers and Strange Grasses," Yang Chen reflected silently.

The Spiritual Flowers and Strange Grasses in this domain held immense worth. Snatching them all would yield him an enormous haul of riches.

A grin crept across Yang Chen’s face. Faced with such a bounty, he had no plans to hold back. He could scarcely imagine the volume of elixirs craftable from this vast array of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

The deeper Yang Chen delved into the idea, the more thrilled he felt. Meanwhile, Mo Dao remained oblivious to the predator—like a tiger—lurking nearby, fixated on him and the herbal garden he and Huan Ye Ming Wang had toiled over for eons.

At last, the party halted before a modest courtyard.

The courtyard housed Lingcao as well, though their caliber clearly surpassed the outer edges'.

Within the courtyard stood a triangular abode of odd design. As the group neared, a duo of snake folk experts stepped out to welcome them.

"Sir Mo Dao."

Mo Dao instructed, "Unlock the entrance. I wish to view the six Human Race members from Heavenly Melody Mountain."

The snake folk promptly bowed and swung the door wide, then stepped inside.

The interior space was modest, sufficient for a few dozen occupants.

At the chamber's center lay a lotus pond. Hot springs bubbled up from its midst, and at the core sprouted a slender-rooted Lingcao.

This Lingcao pulsed with a formidable presence, and merely gazing upon it felt like confronting a mighty foe. It sent shivers across the scalp and stirred unease in the chest.

"Is this the Jiuyou Emperor Grass they've referenced?" Yang Chen questioned to himself.

His focus lingered briefly on the Jiuyou Emperor Grass before darting to the pond's edge.

Six mats lined the pondside, each occupied by a cross-legged figure. All donned Heavenly Melody Mountain robes, their realms at Heaven-separated. Yang Chen required no guesswork to identify them as Fairy Moon Fu and her companions.

"The Jiuyou Emperor Grass has only progressed this far; Mu Tianhe, you've slacked off on me once more," Mo Dao eyed the Jiuyou Emperor Grass and rebuked.

The six Heavenly Melody Mountain experts shot Mo Dao icy glares upon his entry.

Evidently, serving the snake folk went against their every inclination!

Mu Tianhe, the one addressed, sneered, "Mo Dao, don't worry—we six won't die by your hand. When our Human Race's elites descend, you'll face their wrath!"

"Ha-ha-ha!" Mo Dao burst into manic laughter, "Mu Tianhe, such innocence! You truly believe Human elites can rescue you? Let me reveal the facts: your Human elites have indeed come, yet they've fallen into Lord Huan Ye Ming Wang's trap. You know Lord Huan Ye Ming Wang's might, don't you? Think your Heavenly Melody Mountain stands a chance? Oh, and I nearly forgot—only four from Heavenly Melody Mountain showed up this round. Hahahaha!"

"What? Just four?" Mu Tianhe and his fellows reeled in shock, baffled at how Heavenly Melody Mountain's folk could blunder so gravely in this pivotal hour.

In that instant, a woman in a peony skirt among the six snapped icily, "Mo Dao, allying with the Netherworld is a grave error—if word gets out, you'll never recover in your lifetime. Consider it well; repent now, and salvation remains possible!"