Yuantian Pidao

Chapter 510 Everyone uses their own methods
In the Western Regions, the weather has been unpredictable lately, with frequent periods of continuous rain and thunderstorms.

In this environment, the evil spirits and ghosts became much quieter, and even the conflict between the demon race and the Wuchang Sect eased considerably. After a period of advancement, the Wuchang Sect had repeatedly thwarted the demon race and expanded its territory thousands of miles deeper into the desert, but this was its limit.

The desert environment is harsh. While it is easy to expand territory on the surface, it is extremely difficult to truly gain a foothold. With the current strength that the Impermanent Sect has invested in the Western Regions, the results achieved so far are already the limit. Further pursuit may only lead to a backlash.

However, although the open fighting has stopped, the undercurrents are surging more and more fiercely. As the strange lightning passed by, the fragments of the lightning seal that were originally dormant in various corners of the sand sea began to revive, giving rise to all sorts of strange phenomena.

Although this phenomenon is very subtle and ordinary cultivators cannot detect it, it cannot be hidden from those who are interested.

With a whoosh, the sea of ​​sand surged, and the demon, controlled by the mind, followed a vague feeling and burrowed into the depths of the sea of ​​sand.

"As expected, it's here. It seems that I can indeed sense the existence of the Thunder Seal fragments using the rudimentary secret technique I created based on Zidian."

At one point, Jiang Chen stopped descending and looked at the fragments so close to him, a smile appearing on his face.

The Purple Lightning Sword needs more Thunder Seal fragments to grow. He has not given up searching for them during this time, but the early results were not great. This is mainly because the desert is too vast and his sensing methods are quite limited, so he relies more on the Purple Lightning Sword's instinctive reactions.

To solve this problem, he painstakingly worked for many days and finally created a secret technique based on the instinctive perception of the Purple Lightning Sword, which could sense the existence of the Thunder Seal fragments.

After creating this secret technique, he completely abandoned the idea of ​​using his physical body to search for fragments, as it was not only dangerous but also inefficient. Instead, he used the Fiend Ghost. After advancing to the third rank, the Fiend Ghost was like a fish in water in this boundless sea of ​​sand.

The malevolent energy of the earth, which others fear like a tiger, seems more like a tonic to it. Not only can it not harm it, but it can also continuously nourish its yellow sand body. Under such circumstances, it can go to many places that its true form cannot go.

“The resurgence of these lightning seal fragments has been increasing over time. Otherwise, it would be almost impossible for me to find these lightning seal fragments in the depths of this desert.”

Holding the fragment in his hand, Jiang Chen felt the hidden power within it, and various thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Judging from all the previous situations, the demon race has been searching for this thing. Now that the Thunder Seal fragments have been revived, they are even easier to find than before. This applies to me and the demon race. The time left for me is getting shorter and shorter."

"However, overall, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. Although I don't have as many people as the demon race, I have the puppet Fiend Ghost, which gives me a certain advantage in terms of terrain. Most importantly, the number of lightning seal fragments needed for the Purple Lightning Sword is actually not that many."

With these thoughts colliding, Jiang Chen made a plan for his next move.

"I need to be faster."

With a single thought, he controlled the evil spirits, transforming them into quicksand, and Jiang Chen merged into the endless sea of ​​sand.

While Jiang Chen was on his way, the demon race and Xin Yi Zhenren were actively searching for fragments of the Thunder Seal. The demon race was the fastest and most effective, since they not only had Lei Qing's instructions and had the initiative, but also possessed the corresponding secret techniques, making their search much more efficient.

In contrast, Xin Yi had a much more difficult time. She spent a lot of effort but couldn't find a single fragment. After all, she didn't have the secret method to search for fragments of the Thunder Seal. Unless by chance, she might not be able to find the fragments even if they were right in front of her.

"It's fake again."

Within a ruin, looking at the pile of fragments before her, Master Xinyi shook her head. She wasn't surprised by this outcome; she had experienced similar things many times recently. In fact, she had never expected to find many fragments of the Thunder Seal; she was merely trying her luck. Just then, a ray of light came from afar and landed in front of her.

"Ha, finally some good news. It seems it's time for me to make a move. It's also a good time to settle that old score."

Upon seeing the message conveyed by the spiritual light, Master Xinyi revealed a cold smile.

During this time, she not only searched for fragments of the Thunder Seal on her own, but also mobilized her network of connections to probe the intelligence of the demon race, and now she has made some progress.

"Even if I can't find it, I can steal it."

With a single thought, she tore through the void, and Xin Yi Zhenren's figure vanished. Her idea was simple: follow the demon race, and once they found her, she could simply steal her. As long as she didn't fall into a trap, those few Purple Mansion Demon Kings of the demon race couldn't do anything to her.

Not long after, based on the intelligence she had gathered, Xin Yi Zhenren accurately located a demon clan gathering team consisting of six demons, led by a Dao Foundation cultivator.

Faced with these demons, Master Xinyi showed no mercy and killed them directly. The spoils of war were a fragment of a thunder seal that they had just collected.

"Those guys are still somewhat useful; it wasn't for nothing that I raised them for so many years."

After cracking open the storage bag and taking out a fragment of the Thunder Seal, Xin Yi Zhenren smiled upon confirming that it was correct.

Since the Wuchang Sect set its sights on expanding into the Western Regions, she immediately extended her reach by leveraging the sect's connections. Over the years, she has built a considerable network in the Western Regions, which includes not only Wuchang Sect cultivators but also the Ghost Clan and the Demon Clan.

That's why she was able to accurately locate the demon race team that had found the fragments of the Thunder Seal.

"Speaking of which, there's been no news about that old ghost Bai Cangzi lately. He's said to be cultivating, but who knows what he's secretly plotting."

Holding the fragment of the Thunder Seal in his hand, Master Xinyi's thoughts drifted away quietly.

She emerged from seclusion injured, first chasing after the Gale Demon King, and then collecting fragments of the Thunder Seal. However, she didn't have much energy to pay attention to Bai Cangzi. This time, she sent a message to test him, but did not receive any clear response. It seemed that the old ghost had gone into seclusion again.

“That old ghost definitely has secrets, but the most important thing right now is this fragment. This thing is really not simple. It’s just a pity that the pieces I arranged are still of a lower status.”

Shaking his head, Master Xinyi temporarily withdrew his thoughts.

Although she had always paid close attention to that old ghost Bai Cangzi, she now valued the Thunder Seal fragment more. As she activated her network and gathered more and more information, her attention to the Thunder Seal fragment increased.

"I need to hurry up and try to get as many fragments as possible before those demon kings of the demon race can react."

With a single thought, he transformed into a sword of light and vanished without a trace.

(End of this chapter)