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第八百九十七章 繁华隐玄修

The诛玄Secret Technique, created by the Ten Immortal Schools of old to track and eliminate members of the Xuantian Sect, was indeed a mysterious one.

After activating the【诛玄】technique, any person or object related to the Xuantian Sect within earshot would produce a soft ringing sound in his ears. The more senior one’s rank within the sect, the more such sounds they would hear—up to three at most.

However, as Li Fan wandered around this circular mountain, he did not hear any of these bells ringing, despite his high expectations.

“Hmm?”

"Senior Stoneboard doesn’t seem like someone who would joke around…"

Though slightly taken aback, Li Fan didn't doubt that Senior Stoneboard was playing a prank on him.

Realizing the unique terrain and the thorough search by the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, he concluded that if the【诛玄】technique were effective, any hidden secrets here would have been discovered long ago.

Li Fan’s thoughts crystallized into an understanding, making his anticipation even stronger. After a moment of contemplation, Li Fan withdrew the protective Seven-Colored Divine Light and resumed his leisurely stroll through the flower-covered circular mountain.

In Eastern Everlasting Continent's Circular Mountain, the Spirit Flower—known as something to admire from afar but not to touch. These special spirit flowers, while unable to be absorbed by cultivators, could cause a disturbance in their body’s spiritual energy when too close, leading to an internal growth of various colored flowers if left unchecked.

Moreover, these flowers were nearly omnipresent. Once they took root within the body, their effects weren’t limited to physical harm; even foundational treasures and法则金丹could be corrupted by them.

Though beautiful, this place was perilous.

Li Fan could walk freely among the flowers without any danger thanks to his【Seven-Colored Virtuous Radiance】. As long as he enclosed himself within the Seven-Colored Divine Light, any damage to his physical body wouldn’t affect him.

The spirit flowers felt no different from ordinary ones—real and fragrant. As Li Fan touched them more, visions began to flash before his eyes.

Flower after flower appeared in his body, causing no discomfort but rather invigorating him. His spiritual energy flowed faster, and his thoughts became sharper.

In Li Fan’s perspective, these flowers seemed even more dazzling and attractive, making it hard for him to leave their presence.

One by one, the flowers bloomed along his meridians, forming a floral path leading to his dantian and between his brows.

Despite clearly seeing what was happening in his body, Li Fan felt no sense of danger. Instead, he thought, "So strange, so captivating. Truly like something from the Immortal Realm."

In just a short while, these flowers completely filled his dantian and brow, dense and beautiful yet eerie.

Suddenly, the flowers revealed their true nature: his body stiffened, and his thoughts seemed to freeze.

Outside his识海, roots began to emerge, trying to take root and enter him. But before they could succeed, Li Fan’s body exploded without warning.

There was no blood or flesh scattered; instead, like fireworks, countless new flowers bloomed and filled the air with a stunning beauty.

These newly formed flowers mixed with the existing ones in the circular mountain, indistinguishable from one another.

Amidst this beauty, Li Fan reappeared.

"Strange..."

Li Fan looked up at the floating flowers, frowning slightly. Even though he had detonated his body to prevent further absorption by the spirit flowers, he noticed that both his soul and cultivation level had diminished—albeit minimally but enough for him to notice.

The sight of these seemingly random moving flowers made Li Fan’s expression serious. While the loss of his soul could be attributed to the unique nature of the spirit flowers, the disappearance of his cultivation indicated something else: this flower sea was likely a manifestation of a cultivator.

"Born yet not born, dead yet not truly dead—shapeless and transformed into myriad blossoms..."

Thinking about Senior Stoneboard’s hint that he might find clues here, Li Fan now had little doubt that these anomalies were related to the Xuantian Sect's Dharmaraja.

"If this Dharmaraja has survived for thousands of years in such a form...?"

Li Fan sucked in his breath. "Truly a legacy from the Immortal Realm."

Having identified the location of the secret, Li Fan now needed to decipher it.

After much contemplation, he found a possible solution as he experienced the invasion by the spirit flowers.

Concentrating, Li Fan created another body and flew into the flower sea, focusing on the fragmented images before him. These brief scenes were disconnected events, each one fleeting.

In his识海, the Dao Stone operated at its peak, and Li Fan recorded every fragmentary scene. When he had enough fragments, his body couldn’t withstand it any longer and exploded again.

Li Fan calmly created a new body to repeat this process. His unusual behavior caught the attention of other cultivators in the area.

Initially, they wanted to approach and inquire but left when they felt Li Fan’s oppressive presence.

Time passed slowly as Li Fan gathered more fragmented scenes, piecing together the puzzle with the aid of the Dao Stone's powerful computational capabilities.

The spirit flowers swarmed this circular mountain by the billions. The number of fragments hidden within them was countless. Without the Dao Stone to sort through and reconstruct these pieces, Li Fan would never have been able to put them back together.

But as blue light flashed, complete images began appearing in his mind—

(To be continued)

(The chapter ends here.)

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