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第三千五百七十一章 神识失效

Lin Xuan and his two companions vanished into the light arc, disappearing from sight within that interface channel.

The process seemed simple, but it harbored immense danger. Lin Xuan walked at the forefront; any unforeseen events would naturally fall on him first.

He was well aware of this risk.

But things had come to this point, and he couldn't afford hesitation or retreat.

Seeing the treasure so close, how could he abandon his only hope?

Noticing the two women's hesitations, Lin Xuan took action to boost their morale. Men should be more resolute.

Though it seemed rash, Lin Xuan’s actions were actually well-calculated. The danger was significant, but his character wouldn’t allow him to go unprepared.

As he led the way, Lin Xuan fully extended his divine sense. Though weakened by the spatial force within the interface channel, his divine sense far surpassed that of others, enabling it to still serve a considerable purpose.

While on high alert, Lin Xuan also prepared several treasures secretly. He even concealed an immortal realm spirit talisman in his sleeve; should anything unexpected happen, he was confident such means would suffice.

Bold yet meticulous, Lin Xuan’s approach was always to plan before acting.

However, another surprise occurred. The interface channel seemed uneventful, rendering all preparations futile. Soon, a bright light appeared before them.

...

"What's this?"

Upon clearly seeing the scenery, Lin Xuan’s expression turned gloomy. This was an unusual space; the sky was unusually dim.

Though the aura of essence qi was thin, the oppressive atmosphere was much denser than in ordinary places.

This alone wouldn’t have surprised Lin Xuan; after all, a true spirit's burial ground should be a place of extreme cold and darkness.

What alarmed him was that his divine sense inexplicably lost its effect upon arriving here. It had no effect at all.

Unlike being suppressed, the divine sense completely failed to function in this place.

Lin Xuan’s expression turned grim as he realized the severity of the situation.

The importance of a divine sense for cultivators didn’t need elaboration; losing it was akin to an ordinary person going blind.

But Lin Xuan wasn't just any cultivator. In such perilous situations, his mind remained calm, ready to make decisions.

Panicking wouldn’t solve anything.

Fortunately, he could still use the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye. Lin Xuan scanned around and confirmed there were no ambushes before speaking.

"Something’s wrong; my divine sense has lost its effect."

"My too. This place is really strange."

The girls’ voices echoed in his ears. He didn’t need to turn around to know that Moer and the Spirit Clan Saint Lady had arrived beside him. Their experiences mirrored his, confirming the strangeness of this space.

"Stay calm; losing our divine sense doesn't mean disaster. We still have other means to handle the current crisis."

Lin Xuan spoke calmly, his tone almost casual as if chatting.

Staying composed was the best approach.

His demeanor clearly affected the two girls, who quickly fell silent.

After all, they were at least at the劫渡 stage; panicking wouldn’t do them any good.

The Spirit Clan Saint Lady took a deep breath and felt a tinge of shame: "Brother Lin, this mission is led by you. In such circumstances, what should we do?"

Her tone was much more sincere than before, indicating she genuinely sought advice.

"Now..."

Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead, showing signs of contemplation.

To be honest, he hadn’t anticipated such a turn of events; how could he have prepared well?

But he couldn't just remain silent. Otherwise, the two girls would only become more anxious.

Panicking in danger was foolish.

"Let’s not rush. We should first explore this place to determine if it's indeed a true spirit's burial ground and whether the flying demon lord's treasures are scattered here."

Lin Xuan said this with no hint of unease on his face.

"Agreed."

The Spirit Clan Saint Lady had no objections, and Moer was even more so.

Thus, the three soared forward towards the front.

"Eh, what’s that?"

Due to the grayish fog permeating the entire space, their vision was limited. After a short while, Lin Xuan suddenly noticed something terrifying, halting his flight in alarm.

The two girls shared similar expressions, lifting their heads in surprise at the same time.

In the distance about a hundred feet ahead, hidden within the swirling mist, lay an enormous object.

It was a crystal, pure black yet transparent and luminous with star-like light on its surface.

This crystal was abnormally large but floated suspended in mid-air due to some mysterious force.

Remarkably, it contained a terrifying monster. Over ten dozen feet long, its appearance was grotesque; human-faced, tiger-footed, covered from head to toe in long fur, and with fangs resembling those of a wild boar, more menacing and sharp. Its tail was exceptionally long, like a whip.

Toumu!

Lin Xuan immediately recognized this legendary monster.

Since embarking on his cultivation path, he had dealt with it countless times.

Toumu was one of the Four Fiends, known for its ferocity. But in the end, it perished at his hands.

However, that one didn’t have true spirit fire.

This creature, now dormant here, could it be an ancient true spirit?

Lin Xuan’s mind raced with thoughts, and his expression naturally turned grim.

The dry corpse of Toumu was sealed within the black crystal.

Fortunately, it remained motionless, still in a deep slumber. This made Lin Xuan sigh in relief.

"Move slowly away from here; be quiet to avoid waking it."

Lin Xuan spoke softly using the technique of transmitting sound through dense mediums.

The two women understood and nodded obediently as they moved quietly with him.

After flying about ten miles, another crystal appeared in their sight.

Unlike the previous one, this was greenish-blue, emitting a gentle glow. It too contained a monster... though calling it a monster was an insult.

It was the true spirit of a celestial bird, resembling a phoenix to some extent, with a long tail and all its feathers green.

Though unknown how many millennia had passed since its fall, it still exuded an air of nobility and elegance.

Qingluan!

Lin Xuan’s knowledge was vast; he instantly recognized this creature. It too was an ancient true spirit, one of the five phoenixes in legend.

He hadn’t expected to find it here either.

Lin Xuan sighed, relieved that this divine bird remained unconscious. (To be continued...)

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