Fang Yun kept moving forward. Soon, he found vines that looked like creepers growing on some parts of the mountain. These plants were blood-red, and the thickest vines were as thick as an adult's waist. Each leaf was as big as a cattail leaf, and its edges were jagged, giving off a faint cold light.
This kind of plant was densely packed. Every main vine could branch out into smaller vines, and the smaller vines could also branch out into smaller vines. Just one plant alone could cover an area of several hundred feet. At first glance, it looked like countless blood-red snakes were hiding under the leaves, gently slithering and entangling.
There were more than 30 blood-toothed vines here. From afar, it looked like a scarlet snake cave, which was very scary.
There was no holy Qi within a thousand feet of these plants.
These were the blood-toothed vines that were commonly seen in the Saint Burial Valley.
These blood-toothed vines gave off a faint ferocious aura, which was far stronger than that of the great demon kings that Fang Yun had seen. They were close to emperors.
Fang Yun instinctively stayed away from the blood-toothed vines, but his eyes were searching for them.
The blood-toothed vines were a headache for all the creatures in the Saint Burial Valley. They could steal holy Qi to strengthen themselves, and they rarely attacked healthy creatures. However, once a severely injured creature approached, the blood-toothed vines would attack and devour its flesh at all costs, leaving only its bones.
The blood-toothed vines themselves weren't very aggressive, and their sharp leaves could only slowly cut open the great demon kings' bodies. The wounds they caused weren't even as fast as the great demon kings' recovery speed. So, as long as the blood-toothed vines didn't hurt the eyes, heart, or other vulnerable parts, the blood-toothed vines were almost harmless.
However, the blood-toothed vines weren't very lethal, but their vines kept absorbing holy Qi, so they were very tough. Once entangled by the blood-toothed vines, those below the level of emperors could break free if they had enough holy Qi. If they didn't have enough holy Qi, they would never be able to break free with their own strength.
Even emperors would need at least 15 minutes to break free once entangled by the blood-toothed vines.
The bodies of humans were far weaker than those of demons and barbarians. If they were entangled by the vines, they would die.
In the history of the Saint Burial Valley, many people had been killed by the blood-toothed vines after a battle. This caused all the races to be smart. Even if they were to fight, they would stay away from the blood-toothed vines. Blood Tooth Vines had very low intelligence. They would only prey on the severely injured living beings near their territories.
The various clans had once cut off the Blood Tooth Vine's vines to study, but in the end, they didn't get any results. Therefore, after entering the Holy Burial Valley, the various clans would stay far away from this thing. Only the Sovereigns would go near to search for treasures and spiritual remains. If there were too many Blood Tooth Vines, like this place where more than 20 Blood Tooth Vines were gathered, ordinary Sovereigns wouldn't go near it.
After Fang Yun maintained a distance of 3 kilometers from the nearest Blood-Toothed Vine, he did not go any closer. It looked like a blood-red vine and leaves lying on the mountain, but when it hunted, its explosive speed could exceed 10 chimes for a short period of time. Those below Rulers could not escape at all.
These Bloodtooth Vines didn't pose much of a threat. The truly powerful Bloodtooth Vines all grew in a dangerous place known as the 'Tree Serpent Forest'. There was a Bloodtooth Vine King that was a thousand kilometers long.
However, in the next moment, Fang Yun's face was filled with astonishment.
This was because according to the records of the three clans, once one got within 3 kilometers of a Bloodtooth Vine, all the Bloodtooth Vines would tremble slightly and send out a warning message. The ends of all the Bloodtooth Vines would stand up like cobras and face the enemy.
However, all the sharp teeth and leaves of these Bloodtooth Vines seemed to have withered and were lying on the mountain wall. The vines were indeed trembling, but it wasn't a signal to attack. It was more like a signal to submit.
Fang Yun was dumbfounded. The Bloodtooth Vines were fearless existences in the Holy Burial Valley. The inheritance of the Mountain Carrying Clan clearly recorded that the Tree Serpent Forest's Bloodtooth Vine King had once attacked another dangerous place, the Half-Human Tomb, for some reason. In the end, the Great Saint's spiritual remains appeared in the Half-Human Tomb and repelled the Bloodtooth Vine King. Even if it left, the Bloodtooth Vine King did not suffer a loss. Before it left, it swept away a large amount of spiritual remains, Holy Qi masses, and Holy Qi sources.
The Bloodtooth Vines had very poor intelligence. Other than submitting to the Bloodtooth Vine King, they regarded the other clans as enemies. Whether it was the Dragons, Ancient Demons, Demons, Barbarians, or Humans, even those rare and powerful foreign clans, they had never heard of the Bloodtooth Vines submitting to them.
"Could it be that these Bloodtooth Vines have evolved and have intelligence to set up traps?"
Fang Yun thought for a moment and immediately summoned the Cold Steel Cavalry. Without the support of the Mist Butterfly, the Cold Steel Cavalry was not strong. They were as fragile as eggshells in front of the Bloodtooth Vines.
Fang Yun ordered the Cold Steel Cavalry to go up the mountain and approach the Bloodtooth Vines.
A strange scene appeared. All the Bloodtooth Vines made way for the Cold Steel Cavalry.
The Cold Steel Cavalry was like a lion strolling among a flock of sheep.
Fang Yun blinked his eyes in confusion. He then ordered the Cold Steel Cavalry to search the area and see if there was anything hidden in the Blood Tooth Vines.
A large number of Bloodtooth Vines made way for the Cold Steel Cavalry like snakes. Soon, Fang Yun saw the fangs of some Wolf Clan Grand Demon Kings.
Ordinary wolf fangs were pale white, but these fangs had a faint bronze glow. They had been refined by Holy Qi for at least a hundred years.
After the Holy Qi King Fangs were refined by craftsmen, they would become rare Emperor Shooting Arrows. Grand Demon Kings would be severely injured if they were shot, and Emperors would also be seriously injured if they were shot. They would not be able to recover within four hours by themselves.
If there was enough Holy Qi, Fang Yun would immediately consume his Holy Qi to put these Holy Qi King Fangs into his Sea Swallowing Seashell. After all, Holy Qi could not be brought out of the Saint Burial Valley. But there was a serious shortage of Holy Qi now. If he took these Holy Qi King Fangs now, it would slow down the Ninth Literature Platform.
Fang Yun thought for a moment and reluctantly consumed a wisp of Holy Qi. He took out ten bags that were as tall as a person from his Sea Swallowing Seashell. He also took out ordinary brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.
These items were not literature treasures. They were very ordinary, so he only needed a wisp of Holy Qi to take them out.
Then Fang Yun asked the Cold Steel Cavalry to collect all the Holy Qi King Fangs and put them into the bags. He then summoned an Ancient Poetry Warrior and asked her to carry the bags and stand on Fang Yun's Meteoric Rise.
In addition to the Holy Qi King Fangs, there were other Holy Qi King Bones. But the other Holy Qi King Bones were far less useful than the King Fangs, so Fang Yun did not put them into the bags.
After Fang Yun took away the 27 Holy Qi King Fangs, he looked at the Blood-toothed Vines and walked away. The Blood-toothed Vines did not seem to have any intention of chasing him. Fang Yun sensed with his Divine Thought that the Blood-toothed Vines seemed to be very happy that he could leave. In their eyes, he was like a hooligan who bullied them.
Fang Yun hesitated. He should get close to the Blood-toothed Vines and try to communicate with them with his Divine Thought. But the Saint Burial Valley was full of dangers. If the Blood-toothed Vines tied him up, he would definitely die. Because even his Verbal Sword could only break the vines with Holy Qi.
Fang Yun left with many doubts. He did not gain much this time, but the 27 Holy Qi King Fangs were not bad. The most unfortunate thing was that he did not have a complete spiritual skeleton.
Fang Yun kept flying toward the Skull Mountain Range.
After 20 hours, Fang Yun stopped.
The mountain in front of him was no longer red and black. It was as if a thick layer of dust had fallen on it and turned gray.
The gray and black mountain in front of him was very strange. The mountain peaks were different in height and size, but they all had one thing in common. Every mountain peak was very sharp, like a huge sharp knife standing in front of him.
In front of him was a blank spot that was not recorded on the topographic map of the three races.
The battle general behind Fang Yun was carrying three big bags, each of them filled to the brim.
"To be continued …"
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