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第两千九百五十章 修仙者也会迷路

A day passed, and Lin Xuan gained nothing.

Of course, he also didn't encounter any danger. It wasn't that his luck was ordinary; quite the opposite, he had indeed seen many strange flowers and plants along the way.

However, compared to his strength, these spirit herbs were of such low grade that they weren't even worth a glance for someone like Lin Xuan, let alone an ordinary Spirit Formation cultivator.

Though Lingyun Valley required only those at the Cave Profound or Spirit Formation stage to enter, it wasn’t true that all the spirit herbs within were of this level. Cultivators faced increasing challenges as their levels rose; there were far fewer high-level cultivators than low-level ones, and the same applied to spirit herbs.

Despite Lingyun Valley’s unique environment, lower-grade spirit herbs still made up the majority. If a Condensation Core cultivator entered here, he would find countless treasures. But for Lin Xuan, such ordinary spirit herbs were hardly worth his time.

A desert appeared before Lin Xuan.

His遁光 slowed as he showed signs of surprise. It was the tenth day since he entered Lingyun Valley.

Over these ten days, though not entirely fruitless, his收获 had been minimal. Other Spirit Formation cultivators with similar luck would have gathered more spirit herbs than him.

The sight of the desert left Lin Xuan in awe. He came here because during his flight, he had extended his divine sense and sensed nothing but emptiness within this place. His divine sense was akin to a初级 Immortal, capable of perceiving even the slightest changes within ten thousand miles. Yet, at only fifty thousand miles away, it was as if there were no trace.

This situation was unprecedented for Lin Xuan, who found himself curious and decided to investigate further. He had speculated about this phenomenon but never imagined that what he saw would be a desert.

The extent of the desert wasn't clear; his divine sense vanished upon entering it, unable to detect anything beyond a hundred miles.

To clarify, this was not due to any weakening restriction; rather, his divine sense naturally dissipated once inside. Even if something were just one hundred miles away, Lin Xuan couldn’t perceive it now.

In the desert, his divine sense would be entirely ineffective. This situation had never occurred in his years as a cultivator.

Curiosity compelled him. What secrets and treasures might lie within this desert? Could the jade bracelet sought by Venerable Qingyan be hidden here?

Lin Xuan didn't know. Everything was still a mystery, but danger and opportunity coexisted.

His brows furrowed as he stood there, unsure of what to do. He needed to weigh the pros and cons before making a decision.

The environment in Lingyun Valley was peculiar; even a small area had abundant qi. The appearance of this desert was truly strange.

If his assumptions were correct, the danger here would be formidable. However, Lin Xuan wasn't easily frightened. How could he be at ease without seeing it for himself?

Moreover, he was confident in his strength, and such a small valley shouldn’t pose any threat to him.

With these thoughts, Lin Xuan’s expression grew determined. He no longer hesitated and emitted a faint green glow from his body, vanishing into the desert.

Zzzz…

A silver sword energy shot out with a sharp flash, targeting a scorpion-like monster ten meters ahead.

Peng!

The sword light struck the head of the scorpion, sending it flying in an instant.

After spinning mid-air, it fell to the ground.

Lin Xuan’s expression darkened. Despite being severely injured, the scorpion was still very much alive and hadn’t lost its head or fallen into a state of death.

"Really..."

Lin Xuan was genuinely surprised. The power of his sword energy, formed from the Nine Palaces Momentary Sword, was well known to him. It wasn't inferior to any fellow cultivator's命魂 treasure.

This scorpion seemed too resilient.

A second strike failed to yield results. The scorpion’s tail swung around, sending a sharp ray towards Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan didn’t hesitate and moved swiftly, deploying Nine Heavens Microstep. He was now several dozen meters away.

In the desert, his divine sense was ineffective, but the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye could still perceive everything clearly. The ray was a venomous needle, no more than a foot long, yet its faint glow caused fear, indicating it had potent poison.

It was the thirtieth day since Lin Xuan entered the desert.

His current situation was dire; he had lost his way.

Indeed, he was lost!

This sounded absurd. Deserts were terrifying to everyone, but only ordinary people would get lost in them. Lin Xuan was a Spirit Formation cultivator of considerable strength, even comparable to an early-stage Golden Immortal. Could he really lose his way?

No one would believe him if he said this aloud, and Lin Xuan himself found it laughable.

Cultivators getting lost in deserts were the stuff of legends.

Yet, it happened. One reason was that his divine sense had no effect here; upon releasing it into this strange desert, it immediately dissipated, leaving him unable to determine his position without assistance.

Moreover, the wind was strong, and sand dunes constantly changed shape, making it impossible for even a cultivator with photographic memory to accurately recall their path.

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