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第两千二百一十四章 荒芜冰原

As one of the few top-tier planes in the spirit realm, Black Dragon Plane was vast and expansive. It was divided into ninety-nine prefectures.

Each prefecture was incredibly spacious, likely comparable to the Eastern Sea cultivation world.

In other words, while other resources might be scarce, Suilong Plane alone had an area nearly a hundred times that of the Eastern Sea.

With such a vast expanse, naturally, there were barren lands.

For example, in the northern part of Tianshuang Prefecture, there was a vast ice plain. Snowflakes as large as goose feathers fell throughout the year, and the thick ice reached over a thousand feet, never melting for ten thousand years.

This ice plain was rarely visited by ordinary people, let alone cultivators or monsters; the climate was too harsh. Not only was it extremely cold, but the spirit energy was also very thin.

It was a peaceful morning as the sun just began to rise, and snowflakes still fell like goose feathers. The sunlight shone down, but there was no warmth; it was cold.

Boom!

The explosion shattered the tranquility, tearing through it with force.

In the distance, a streak of red light and black energy clashed and fought against each other in the sky.

Although this ice plain was rarely visited by people, that didn't mean no cultivators would come here. Despite its thin spirit energy and harsh conditions, there were still several medicinal herbs suitable for growth in such places due to natural laws.

For this reason, some cultivators occasionally came here to seek their fortune.

Knowing how rare these medicinal herbs were, finding just one could fetch a sky-high price at an auction.

Even in such barren lands, the traces of treasure-seeking cultivators could be seen.

Unfortunately, this ice plain was too vast. Although there weren't any powerful monsters, it would take immense effort to find even a single medicinal herb. Often, after ten or eight years, they might not have any收获.

Today, however, there was such a coincidence; two groups of treasure-seekers met head-on.

Normally, this wouldn’t be an issue; they could simply pass each other without conflict. However, the meeting place happened to be near a precious spirit herb: Purple Violet Grass!

To Lin Xuan, it might not seem valuable, but for condensation core stage cultivators, such herbs were rare and hard to come by, enough to ensure their cultivation up to the yuanxian stage.

Who would willingly give up such a treasure?

The two groups of treasure-seekers immediately began arguing over who had seen the herb first.

But what did it matter? Who saw it first was irrelevant; in the end, it came down to strength. After some commotion, they started fighting fiercely, but no one could gain an advantage within a short time.

In just half an hour, many people from both sides had fallen, but none were willing to retreat.

Suddenly, a bright rainbow streaked across the sky towards their battle site.

Initially far away, it moved incredibly fast and arrived above them in the blink of an eye.

The light faded, revealing a middle-aged man around forty years old. He wore black clothes, his appearance unremarkable except for the silver sword insignia on his collar, making him look like some kind of enforcer.

A massive aura descended from the sky, startling both groups of cultivators. This was an advanced yuanxian cultivator; why would such a powerful being come to this barren land?

Anxious and uneasy, their fight naturally stopped as they exchanged glances.

The two leaders had no choice but to step forward.

"Salute senior, we do not know what you require, but rest assured, your wishes will be carried out."

Given the significant difference in strength between them, they couldn’t help feeling anxious.

"Listen to my commands, and stay here with your lives." The middle-aged man sneered as he spoke.

"What?!"

The treasure-seekers were immediately shocked.

"Senior, why say such a thing. If you want this Purple Violet Grass, just take it; we will not contest for it."

"Purple Violet Grass... This herb is indeed valuable, but do you think I am here to steal your spirit herbs? Wrong. I am merely carrying out an order. Within twenty miles in all directions, no living beings are allowed. Otherwise, there will be no mercy. You should blame yourselves for being unlucky; because this ice plain has a gateway to the demon realm."

Before he finished speaking, his face turned sinister as he waved his right hand, sending a large amount of black energy that condensed into claw-like formations towards both groups of cultivators.

Although the treasure-seekers were numerous, their highest-ranking cultivator was only at the condensation core stage. They couldn’t withstand such an attack; they could barely scatter in time, and惨叫声此起彼伏,很快就全部魂归地府。

The same scene played out repeatedly on this cold ice plain as treasure-seeking cultivators fell, dying in a haze of confusion, just as the middle-aged man had said. Because within this ice plain was a gateway to the demon realm.

Normally, there were no signs, but during its weakened state, it would reveal itself.

Major powers with slots for entering the demon realm wouldn't allow others to interfere, so this twenty-mile radius area was declared off-limits and maintained by several major powers' enforcers. Any living beings who trespassed would be killed without mercy.

This was a bit domineering, but in the spirit realm where survival of the fittest prevailed, no one would reason with him. The middle-aged man had already killed two groups of treasure-seekers; naturally, he wouldn’t let the Purple Violet Grass go to waste either. He quickly gathered it and put it in his arms.

Just as he finished, he suddenly noticed something and looked up. In the distance on the horizon, a spirit boat appeared.

The middle-aged man released his divine sense, revealing a cold smile: "There really are fools who don’t know when they’re dead!"

Before his words were fully spoken, he flew towards the spirit boat.

From this distance, it was impossible to determine the cultivators' strength. However, riding such a crude flying device suggested nothing special.

Soon, a man and a woman appeared on the spirit boat.

The man looked no more than twenty years old, with an unremarkable appearance. The woman had an elegant figure, her features covered by a silk scarf.

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