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第四卷 七星岛 第六百二十五章 阴灵之原

"Alright!" The old man He Fa nodded and finally ceased speaking. The cave府 fell into a quiet state once again.

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The winds of change were brewing, with the two sects, the Rujue Sect and the Demigod Sect, openly and secretly competing against each other. The cultivation world on Xuanpeng Island was thrown into chaos as major factions remained in a state of observation.

With the two giants about to reignite their conflict, some rejoiced while others were apprehensive. The teleportation arrays at several markets on Xuanpeng Island became busier than ever, with people coming and going, all strategizing for their own interests.

However, everyone was mistaken this time around.

Several months passed without any sign of the Demigod Sect and the Great Righteousness Sect clashing physically. Everyone was taken aback but had to let things take their course as the风波 gradually subsided due to the destruction of the Ma family.

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Lin Xuan continued his flight westward for several days until the weather grew increasingly gloomy. Looking ahead, he saw an endless expanse of barren plains.

Slowing down, Lin Xuan landed in mid-air and took out a jade cylinder from his pocket. He sank his spirit into it.

After a moment, Lin Xuan raised his head and finally arrived at the Yinling Plain.

In the cloud sea of Seven-star Island and on Xuanpeng Island, which were sixth-level islands with vast expanses, there lay an uninhabited wasteland in the far west.

Covering an area of one hundred thousand miles, legend had it that during ancient times, both heaven and earth were ravaged by continuous warfare.

The exact reasons for this are now lost to history. It was known that human armies numbered nearly ten million, with countless soldiers dying on the battlefield. In the skies above, thousands of cultivation experts engaged in fierce battles, most of whom perished.

Bodies littered the land, and the landscape was scarred. Even after a million years had passed, this land seemed cursed.

Ordinary humans who entered would inexplicably feel anxious and weak, and if they stayed too long, they might easily die.

Over time, it naturally became a forbidden wasteland.

The nearest city was a hundred miles away.

However, the Yinling Plain wasn't devoid of life. Many cultivation experts had come to this area out of curiosity.

There was no other reason; humans would fall ill due to the heavy presence of corpse energy in this place, which posed no threat to cultivators with some cultivation base.

Of course, the spirit veins here were not particularly abundant, and most who traveled such a distance were ghost cultivators.

For them, the corpse energy that made others shudder was an excellent tonic.

However, while ghost techniques were powerful, they belonged to only one branch of demon sects. Ghost cultivators skilled in this art were few and far between.

Thus, despite having excellent yin veins, ghost cultivators hadn't formed large sects; most were solo practitioners or small factions.

Of course, there were also high-ranking experts among them.

It was said that there were even old monsters at the yuan婴 stage within.

Unfortunately, those who had seen them all spoke with great trepidation, making it hard to know how much of this could be trusted.

Lin Xuan traveled a long distance specifically for his own purposes.

Firstly, he wanted to help Yue'er. This girl's cultivation potential was extraordinary; she had made rapid progress but recently hit a bottleneck and had been stuck at the mid-stage condensation core for some time. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't overcome this obstacle.

Lin Xuan watched with concern as he knew that without a physical body, he could not concoct pills to assist her.

The medicinal stone path was out of the question; there were only two remaining options.

One was to let things take their natural course. Perhaps one day Yue'er would have a sudden insight and break through this barrier… However, while this idea was beautiful, it was too vague. The time required was unknown, making it not an ideal choice.

The other option was to find a place with excellent yin veins.

After all, the girl's body was inherently a yin soul, and her cultivation scripture, the Profound Yin True Scripture, was one of the top ghost techniques. While cultivating in areas with abundant spirit energy could speed up progress, compared to yin veins, the benefits were greater here.

Of course, there was another reason for Lin Xuan's actions.

When he was at Lingyun Mountain in Yanzhou, he had obtained a thousand-year-old corpse king's body, which could have been used to practice the Heavenly Devil Corpse Technique. However, his cultivation base was too shallow then; if he forcibly refined the corpse king, there would be a high risk of being counter-attacked.

Although Lin Xuan found it tempting, he naturally wouldn't take such risks. The matter had been put on hold.

Now that circumstances had changed, although he hadn't condensed an yuan婴 yet, his demonic infant had already formed in his body. During his visit to the Jade Pure Sect, he had also inadvertently obtained a corpse infant.

This monster was perilous but could significantly boost one's cultivation if used properly.

Lin Xuan wanted to erase its consciousness and then fuse it with his own. If successful, he would create a yuan婴-stage炼尸, which would be highly beneficial.

In the Yinling Plain, selecting a place with heavy corpse energy would make this process easier.

With these two reasons in mind, Lin Xuan was not bothered by venturing to this forbidden land of Xuanpeng Island.

He stowed the jade cylinder back into his pocket and spun around. Instantly, countless ghost mists surged up, enveloping him and transforming into a black cloud that vanished into the distant sky.

Despite his significant increase in cultivation, Lin Xuan still preferred to plan before acting. He had thoroughly investigated this area from a market before coming here.

While corpse energy was pervasive and the environment extremely harsh, there were no humans or animals to be seen. However, it wasn't peaceful either; in the Yinling Plain, one might encounter zombies or monsters at any time. There were even rumors that due to the heavy corpse energy, this place occasionally connected with the Netherworld, allowing some ghostly entities to visit.

However, Lin Xuan didn't take these rumors seriously. Those were merely lost souls, and compared to Yanzhou's vast army of yin souls, they were insignificant. Moreover, even if he encountered a Ghost Emperor, what would he fear?

The saying "the bolder the art, the braver the heart" applied here; Lin Xuan only kept an eye out for these dangers.

Apart from these threats, the real danger in the Yinling Plain came from fellow cultivators.

As a branch of the demon sect, ghost cultivators were often cold and evil. Even if there was no immediate conflict, just looking at someone could provoke fatal attacks.

Moreover, this wasteland had no major factions; in other words, it was a chaotic region.

In such places, the law of the jungle was more pronounced than usual, with bloodshed becoming commonplace.

Furthermore, ghost cultivators were xenophobic. Even ordinary demon sect practitioners often faced inexplicable attacks here, and given the heavy corpse energy, few other cultivators ventured here.

While Lin Xuan wasn't afraid, fewer troubles would be better. Thus, he used the Profound Yin Scripture in this place.

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