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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千三百八十章 月儿的预感

Reaching a satisfactory conclusion, Zhirao True Man's face lit up with joy.

To prevent any unforeseen complications, after the group had made their plans, they immediately set off.

Although there was no clue about the purple grain of rice, since the sea where the blood ghost of Tiansang left its treasure coincided with Li Zhilan’s description, Lin Xuan decided to take a chance and try his luck.

If he succeeded, it would be cause for celebration. If not, it wouldn’t matter much as they could still return within a short time.

Lin Xuan had actually been to this Sea of Demons before Lingyun Sect, but he hadn't found anything amiss there. Besides, now that both Lin Xuan and Yue'er had advanced to the Separation stage, even if there were any dangers, he wouldn’t be afraid.

Though they couldn’t say for certain that they could go anywhere in the mortal world, the threats to their existence were few.

With only a little over ten thousand miles to travel, the group of元婴 cultivators sped up but still arrived quickly.

"Everyone, be careful. We are entering the Sea of Demons now. Do not stray from the team and stick together if you encounter any danger."

After slowing down slightly, Zhirao True Man spoke with a serious tone.

Just half a month ago, this was just an ordinary sea, but the mysterious disappearance of nearly one hundred cultivators had made it seem like a place to avoid.

No sooner did they enter the sea than Lin Xuan’s expression turned serious. Although his age made him younger than most of the six cultivators present, in terms of experience, none of them could match his.

Otherwise, how could he have advanced from the Separation stage in just three hundred years? His progress was so rapid that it was hard to say if anyone had ever matched him before or would after.

In cultivation, opportunities were everything. The more dangers one faced, the greater the chances for advancement. While not being able to predict the future, some intuitions should be heeded.

Lin Xuan’s face turned gloomy, but instead of retreating, his curiosity grew. Could there really be something significant here?

A barren island appeared in their line of sight.

Zhirao True Man’s expression brightened as he landed without hesitation.

The other cultivators were taken aback and stopped mid-flight.

Lin Xuan released his divine sense. The island was vast, stretching nearly a thousand miles from east to west, with a narrow arc shape. At its narrowest point, it was over a hundred miles wide.

Despite the barren landscape, the island was dotted with rugged mountains and rocks, but there were no signs of plants or trees.

Lin Xuan’s frown deepened as his unease grew stronger upon arrival. Could this be where the danger lay?

Though he remained outwardly calm, Lin Xuan’s thoughts raced.

"Master..."

Before his thoughts could settle, Yue'er's voice echoed in his mind, but it carried a hint of tremor.

"Yue'er, what is wrong?"

Lin Xuan was alarmed. To him, Yue'er was irreplaceable.

"I... I’m not sure. But for some reason, there’s this strange feeling here as if something is calling me," Yue'er spoke incoherently.

"Is there a call? Could it be related to the blood ghost of Tiansang's treasure?"

"I... I don’t know." Yue'er was still shaken.

Though she had no memory of her previous life, Yue'er’s personality was very weak. She always tried to avoid her identity as a descendant of the Asura King, knowing that it meant eternal enmity with celestial immortals. The thought of facing such beings made her feel uneasy.

"Yue'er, don’t worry. Even if the sky falls, I will protect you. I’ll investigate this matter to the bottom. Rest now."

In his mind, Lin Xuan’s expression was grave as he reassured Yue'er.

"Mm."

Yue'er nodded, though the strange feeling persisted. With her master by her side, she gradually calmed down.

This small interlude between them went unnoticed by the other six cultivators.

"Zhirao Fellow Cultivator, could it be that you are referring to the blood ghost’s treasure on this island?" Fairy Caiyun’s eyes flickered with suspicion as she spoke.

After all, they had encountered no danger for several hours. They were prepared for a strong opponent but found nothing.

"It is here."

Zhirao True Man’s expression was equally strange, filled with confusion and doubt. The Sea of Demons, known for its dangers, seemed unusually calm.

If he knew this, he would have come alone to search for the treasure.

His look of helplessness wasn’t an act.

"Since the treasure is here, why are we still standing around? In my opinion, the Sea of Demons isn't a fabrication. We might just be lucky, but it’s not wise to linger. Let's find the treasure and leave this place," the cloaked cultivator said with a sinister tone.

"Agreed. It’s best to avoid such places."

Zhirao True Man nodded as he took out the jade tube again, sinking his divine sense into it.

The other six cultivators remained silent, standing behind him.

Soon, the old Taoist raised his head and transformed into a streak of light towards the front.

After a moment, they arrived at a secluded valley.

Both sides were steep mountains with rugged rocks. There was not a single tree on them.

"True Man, what is your intention? Why bring us here?" Fairy Caiyun’s eyes flashed with caution as she spoke.

"Haha, don’t worry, the treasure is right here," Zhirao True Man’s expression remained calm.

"Right here?"

"Yes. At the peak of these mountains. We just need to collapse them first."

As he spoke, Zhirao True Man tapped his waist and a staff-like treasure flew out. He pointed with his finger, and countless golden rays emerged before transforming into thousands of beams as thick as arms, each carrying immense force, slamming towards the two opposing peaks.

Being an advanced cultivator, he had the power to move mountains and fill seas. The rumbling echoed in their ears as countless rocks fell.

Fairy Caiyun was surprised. Perhaps she had overestimated the situation. A faint blush appeared on her face as she waved a sword-like treasure, striking towards one of the peaks.

Unable to stand by, Lin Xuan and his companions also unleashed their treasures, smashing down onto the mountains with great force.

These two mountains were over ten thousand feet high, but after just a moment, they crumbled under the combined efforts of seven advanced cultivators.

"Ah, what is this?"

After the dust settled, a faint purple light shield appeared. This object was located at the base of one of the peaks, covering an area of several dozen meters in all directions.

Inside the light shield, there was an ancient bell, also purple in color, no more than a foot tall. It was covered with runes that emitted shocking amounts of divine energy.

Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted. This object did not fall short when compared to the Thousand Illusion Serpent Shield and the Magic Fate Sword.

Heavenly Treasure

However, this clearly wasn’t left by the blood ghost of Tiansang. Could someone else have come here before him?

Before he could think further, Lin Xuan noticed that there were countless butterflies fluttering inside the light shield. Compared to ordinary butterflies, these ones were breathtaking in their beauty. The patterns on their wings were filled with mystery and ancient charm.

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