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第六百九十三章 尸阵吸生机

"Perhaps we won't be able to leave for a while, even if we want to," Li Fan said coldly.

At this moment, Huafu Song also remembered that once they entered the迷域 (Misty Domain), they could only leave by finding and passing through special positions.

Otherwise, it would be like being separated by an ocean, though just one step away, forever unable to cross over.

Instantly, a cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

"Ah..."

Dongyang Yao's courage was slightly greater. He patted Huafu Song on the shoulder and comforted him: "Relax, Brother Huafu. Although this place looks somewhat sinister, it's just some dead people here. There shouldn't be any danger."

"If you're really scared, hide behind me. I'll take point," he assured with a pat on his chest.

Huafu Song nodded repeatedly: "Then leave it to you. But be careful. Here..."

He hesitated for a moment before whispering: "I can't sense any lingering death energy. These cultivators might still be alive."

Hearing this, Dongyang Yao's body trembled slightly.

"Brother Huafu, don't say such things if you're not going to help. Be careful with your words," Dongyang Yao said as his gaze swept over the countless ice coffins floating on the black sea, his expression turning grim.

"There's no need to scare yourself. We'll deal with it when we get there. Let's first figure out what's happening," Li Fan, who had the True Real Artifact and could escape at any moment, remained much more composed than the others. He calmly took charge: "Let's put away the普贤真舟 (True Virtue Magic Boat) and form an array around us to set up a protective barrier. We'll carefully fly over the surface of the sea."

The量天鉴 (Heaven Measuring Mirror) emitted flashes of green light, collecting and recording data from the areas they passed.

They didn't dare get close to the ice-coated cultivators floating on the sea but only observed them from afar.

"From their attire, these should all be ancient cultivators. We can't sense any energy, so we can't judge their cultivation levels."

"Strange, it doesn't seem like they're alive. But compared to dead people, there seems to be a difference."

"I wonder what they saw before being frozen. The expressions on their faces are truly terrifying."

"Who did this? Who could freeze so many cultivators at once? His cultivation level..."

...

The three constantly exchanged through their divine senses without making any rash moves or attempting to break the ice coffins.

Indeed, countless ancient artifacts and elixirs carried by the dead seemed very tempting. But no one dared to risk breaking an ice coffin that might trigger unknown consequences.

Moreover, with the blue玄点 (Xuan Points) they had gained from exploring the迷域, as long as they could safely return here, it would be a huge gain.

With the rewards from the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance in mind, the ancient cultivators' treasures didn't seem so attractive anymore.

In the dead black sea, time seemed to have stopped. There was no change of day or night; the sky remained perpetually gray.

The connection between the量天鉴 and 天玄镜 (Heavenly Mysteries Mirror) appeared to be cut off. The three's rapidly accumulating points were only recorded in an ancient square mirror without synchronization.

Huafu Song knew that if they couldn't leave alive, all those Xuan Points would just be meaningless numbers. But if they could successfully escape after completing the exploration, even if no further rewards came later, what they had gained here was enough.

Thus, they were particularly cautious.

Their perception showed that they had flown for dozens of days but still hadn't reached the end of this black sea.

What met their eyes were still ice-coated corpses.

Even Dongyang Yao knew something was wrong: "Are we going in circles?"

Huafu Song agreed with a nod: "It seems so. Although our path appears to be straight, it's clear that some force here is distorting our perception. Otherwise, the number of corpses we've seen over these days would have reached billions. Even if all ancient cultivators were buried here, there wouldn't be this many."

Li Fan remained silent.

He compared and reassembled the images recorded in his Dao Stone.

Blue light flashed as it seemed to reach its peak.

Soon, Li Fan discovered a fact that made him extremely nervous: so far, none of the frozen cultivators they had encountered appeared to repeat.

Or even if there were a few similar-looking ones he had overlooked. But the vast majority of the dead here were indeed unique individuals.

"There are 267,980,000 cultivators sleeping in peace."

"This is just what I've seen so far."

Li Fan looked towards the distance; the black ice coffins floated on the sea, still without end.

"Exactly..."

The strangeness of this misty domain was beyond his imagination.

"We can't keep going like this. We need to find a way out quickly," Huafu Song said, suddenly coughing lightly.

Li Fan and Dongyang Yao were momentarily stunned, then exchanged glances, their faces changing slightly.

"Huafu, are you alright?" Dongyang Yao flew over to Huafu Song's side, grabbing his shoulders to check his condition.

A moment later:

"Strange, there's nothing abnormal. But what was that cough about just now?" Dongyang Yao's expression turned serious.

Huafu Song also realized something was wrong; after closing his eyes and carefully sensing, his face darkened: "I feel weaker. It feels like my vitality is gradually fading..."

He looked down at the dead black sea: "This ocean seems to be siphoning our life force."

"Indeed. I'm stronger physically than you, so it hasn't affected me yet," Dongyang Yao paused here.

He turned to Li Fan: "But, Daoist Li, how...?"

Huafu Song's eyes narrowed as well.

After all, it was because of Li Fan's guidance that they had come to this strange misty domain. Huafu Song knew about Dongyang Yao's special constitution.

Li Fan only appeared to have元婴 (Nurturing Core) cultivation but seemed more "vibrant" than the cultivator at the化神 (Transformation Divine) stage, able to endure longer on this dead sea...

This made Huafu Song doubt it.

Li Fan understood this. He smiled slightly and shook his head: "Brothers need not worry; perhaps my dao realm is of a wood attribute, so life force is more abundant."

"In such circumstances, we should unite our efforts and avoid any rifts."

"If you take the eternal pill I gave you, Brother Huafu, it might have some effect," he said.

Seeing Li Fan's坦然 (unflustered attitude), Huafu Song temporarily put his doubts aside. He took out an jade bottle, swallowed the eternal pill, and his expression improved slightly.

"Sure enough, it works. Thank you, Brother Li!" Huafan Song said with a guilty look.

"It's nothing," Li Fan waved his hand as if not bothered at all.

"Do you have any ideas on how to get out, Brother Huafu?" he asked.

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