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Chapter 685 Blessed Land, Tianlan Continent (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
It's just consumables!

Consume as much as you like!
"Little tricks!"

The old man sneered disdainfully, a cold glint gathering at his fingertips, which he then flicked lightly.

"Crack!"

Wherever the cold light passed, the wronged souls froze and shattered.

However, just as the old man was distracted, Li Yunjing quietly summoned the "Purple Gold Gourd." A golden light flashed, and the "Sky Patrol Ship" in the distance, along with Su Muqing and the other two women, were taken into it.

"Want to run?"

The old man sensed the intention and moved to stop him.

"Old man, take this!"

Ye Wuhen snorted coldly and spat out a mouthful of demonic energy onto the demon banner.

The banner suddenly blazed with crimson light, and a phantom of a three-headed, six-armed demon god appeared, roaring as it lunged at the old man.

The old man had no choice but to turn around and deal with the situation. He made a hand seal, and an ice wall appeared out of thin air.

The phantom of the demon god crashed into the ice wall, unleashing a deafening roar.

"Old man, you're still putting on airs! I'll show you the real 'Heavenly Demon Skill'!"

Ye Wuhen laughed wildly, and the demon banner in his hand trembled violently.

It was as if countless wronged souls were howling at the same time.

He simultaneously formed hand seals with all six arms, and six blood-red vortexes immediately appeared in the air.

"Ten Thousand Souls Devour the Heart!"

Countless pale, ghostly hands emerged from the vortex, each with three-inch-long, jet-black fingernails.

"What! People from the 'Heavenly Demon Sect'?"

The old man hurriedly summoned an ice crystal shield, but it was gripped by the ghostly hand, making a creaking sound, and the shield surface was instantly covered with cracks.

"Ice Soul Mystic Art!"

Seeing the ferocity of the demon, the old man clasped his hands together, and nine ice lotuses appeared above his head.

As lotus petals fluttered, an extremely cold aura swept out, freezing half of the ghost hands into ice sculptures.

But the remaining ghostly hand suddenly exploded, and a foul-smelling blood mist spread out, corroding the old man's protective aura, which sizzled loudly.

"puff……"

The old man spat out a mouthful of blood, horrified to discover a hair-thin crack on his natal magic weapon, the "Frosty Jade Blade."

"Hehe! Finally hunted a big one!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Wuhen lunged forward, his four arms gripping the old man's limbs like iron clamps.

His remaining two arms gripped the old man's neck, his thumbs pressing hard against the man's temples.

"Let me show you what it's like to have your soul extracted and your spirit refined!"

Ye Wuhen grinned maliciously, and ghostly green flames flickered at his fingertips.

"Ah... have mercy..."

The old man let out a shrill scream, and wisps of white steam rose from his seven orifices.

That was actually his three souls and seven spirits being forcibly extracted!

"Holy crap! This is Ye Wuhen's true power!"

Li Yunjing watched from a distance, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Although he had temporarily allied with Ye Wuhen, such cruel methods still caused him to have stomach cramps.

Inside the "Purple Gold Gourd," the "Water Mirror Technique" reflected the battle outside. Zhao Qi and Su Muqing were so frightened that they covered their eyes, their delicate bodies trembling uncontrollably.

The ultimate villain has made his move; it's utterly ruthless!
"Ye Wuhen and I are ultimately not on the same path."

This made Li Yunjing even more sober, and he became deeply wary of Ye Wuhen.

"Soul-Devouring Blood Curse!"

Ye Wuhen suddenly opened his mouth and actually sucked the extracted soul into his stomach.

The old man's body convulsed violently, and his once youthful face with white hair withered away at a visible speed, turning him into a skin and bones desiccated corpse in the blink of an eye.

But Ye Wuhen was not satisfied.

He drew a white bone dagger and began to skin the old man alive!
With each cut, black smoke gushed out of the wound, which Ye Wuhen greedily inhaled.

"This is... the demonic skinning and soul-refining technique!"

Li Yunjing gasped.

It is said that this method allows the caster to gain a portion of the victim's power, but will result in the suffering of having ten thousand ants devouring one's heart for forty-nine days.

Ye Wuhen is a ruthless person!
He didn't use this method in the previous battle, which clearly shows that he looks down on ordinary Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.

Only this great master at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul realm could make Ye Wuhen's demonic intent erupt, revealing its most cruel side!
This is the biggest difference between the righteous path and the demonic path!

As the last piece of human skin was peeled off, Ye Wuhen suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.

His body surged with blood-red light, and two more arms made of white bone sprouted from his back!

With eight arms swinging simultaneously, the old man's mangled body was torn to pieces.

"Hahaha! The Supreme Elder of the Ice Soul Sect? Nothing special!"

Ye Wuhen laughed wildly, then suddenly turned to look at Li Yunjing, his scarlet eyes devoid of any humanity.

Li Yunjing's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

At this moment, Ye Wuhen is a hundred times more dangerous than that old man from the Ice Soul Sect!
"Brother Ye...?"

He tentatively called out, while secretly preparing all his magical treasures, ready for a life-or-death battle if things went wrong!

Knowing he was no match for them, Li Yunjing had no intention of surrendering!

Ye Wuhen tilted his head to look him over, then chuckled softly, "Brother Li, I'm in perfect condition, let's continue on our way!"

"All right!"

Li Yunjing hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not turn against him.

Three years later, the "Sky Patrol Ship" traversed countless countries of the "Northern Cold Continent" and finally arrived at the "Tianlan Continent".

This is the central area of ​​"Tianlan Star".

The Canglan Zhenren who once made things difficult for Li Yunjing was from this place.

Upon entering the "Tianlan Continent," Li Yunjing and his companions immediately noticed the scenery, which was completely different from the other continents.

Having flown only ten thousand miles into the "Tianlan Continent," they witnessed countless wonders and numerous powerful forces in the sky.

Here, powerful forces have immortal mountains on the ground, but some top forces also have their own floating immortal islands in the sky.

It can be said that only the forces that exist on the Immortal Island are the overlords of the "Tianlan Continent".

Every powerful force displays its mountain gate and even the traces of its masters in the sky, all to demonstrate its strength.

At this moment, besides the bright sun in the sky, Li Yunjing and his companions saw many mirage-like wonders.

"We need to keep a low profile here! This is your Xuanmen territory!"

Upon entering the "Tianlan Continent," Ye Wuhen's expression changed drastically. Gone was his previous carefree attitude; instead, he exuded a sense of tension.

Once a demon like him is discovered by the Xuanmen (Taoist sect), there is no other way but to be hunted down with all their might!

On other continents, Ye Wuhen would hardly be in any danger unless he encountered a True Monarch at the Nascent Soul stage. Even if he encountered an expert of the same level, wouldn't he just run away if he couldn't beat him?

However, here, Nascent Soul Realm cultivators are as common as dogs.

Almost all travelers from various continents of "Tianlan Star" end up here, and some even settle here.

Because even in the most remote and desolate places on the "Tianlan Continent", there are still third-tier spiritual veins!
Beneath most of the continent lie fourth-order spiritual veins!

As for the dragon vein?

There are a total of thirty-six!
In such a place, anyone with a little talent can cultivate to the Foundation Establishment stage. Unless someone is extremely stupid, there are almost no cultivators who cannot break through to the Qi Refining stage.

Reaching the Golden Core realm is not difficult; it's highly likely that it can be achieved easily.

The Nascent Soul realm is an insurmountable barrier!
Without exceptional talent and good fortune, it is difficult to break through to this level.

However, the "Tianlan Continent" is too large, with hundreds of millions of living beings. With such a huge population, there are quite a few Nascent Soul Realm True Persons born there.

There are at least thirty-six major forces with experts at the Nascent Soul stage!

These thirty-six forces, when combined, are known as the Thirty-Six Blessed Lands.

This is the central hub of "Tianlan Star"!

"This is... the Tianlan Continent?"

Su Muqing leaned against the porthole of the Sky Patrol Ship, her almond-shaped eyes wide open.

Beneath the sea of ​​clouds, the reflected scene was astonishing.

Nine rivers of spiritual energy coiled like giant dragons, refracting a rainbow of colors under the sunlight.

At the confluence of each two rivers stands a towering, jade-white mountain gate, with ancient seal script characters such as "Tai Xu," "Ling Xiao," and "Cang Mang" inscribed on the golden plaques above the gate towers.

"Brother Ye, are you familiar with this place?"

Li Yunjing asked curiously.

"Did you see those star charts reflected on the mountain gate?"

Ye Wuhen, unusually serious, withdrew his demonic energy and said in a deep voice, "That is one of the key points of the ancient 'Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array'."

"Legend has it that in the beginning of time, a demon race established a supreme heavenly court and used the 'Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array' to command the heavens and the earth!"

"After the collapse of the demon race, the world was in a state of semi-destruction. Many fragments flew away from the immortal realm and drifted in the void, slowly forming the cosmic galaxy."

According to our clan's records, "Tianlan Star" was one of the key points of the "Zhou Tian Star Array" back then, and the origin star of life that appeared after it shattered.

"I imagine your 'Divine Firmament Dao Sect' also has records of this information, right?" "This place is considered the headquarters of the Xuanmen!"

"If you use your demonic powers here, the True Lords of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Caves will sense it instantly."

"Once we arrived here, the demon race fared somewhat better, but the demonic cultivators and Buddhist cultivators found it almost impossible to move an inch!"

At this point, Ye Wuhen's body transformed into a faint Xuanmen true energy, giving him a touch of the aura of a Xuanmen cultivator.

"I see!"

Li Yunjing nodded, though he didn't know much about the "Tianlan Continent".

Li Yunjing did not specifically investigate high-level information such as what level of cultivator they were and what they focused on.

He felt he didn't need it and there was no need to waste his precious time and energy.

"Huh? What are those?"

Suddenly, Li Yunjing's pupils contracted slightly.

He noticed floating islands that were faintly visible in the clouds in the distance.

Those were not naturally formed mountains at all, but rather incredibly large magical artifacts!

The bronze-colored giant island at the very center is clearly the legendary "Demon Suppression Hall," and the runes engraved on the island's surface are flashing in rhythm with the breath.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a streak of blue light pierced the sky.

Upon closer inspection, everyone saw that it was a young cultivator standing on a jade gourd.

The spiritual mist spewed from the gourd condensed in the air to form the three large characters "Medicine King Valley," and the clouds along its path were imbued with the fragrance of herbs and trees.

"The direct disciple of 'Medicine King Valley'..."

Ye Wuhen's Adam's apple bobbed. "Look at the golden patterns on that gourd vine; it's at least a spiritual plant that's 30,000 years old."

Just as everyone was in shock, the "sky patrol ship" beneath their feet suddenly trembled violently.

Below, a radiant glow shot up from the mountains, and seventy-two glazed pagodas rose from the ground, their spiritual energy emanating from their tips intertwining in the air to form a giant lotus platform.

Above the lotus platform, a woman in white was dancing with a sword, each strike resonating with the heavens and earth.

"The 'Knocking on the Heavenly Gate' ceremony of the 'Xuantian Sword Sect'."

Ye Wuhen said in a low voice, "It is said that every time a sword prodigy appears in the 'Xuantian Sword Sect,' his sword intent can attract thunderous sounds from the nine heavens, which can make the sect shine throughout the entire continent and show its majesty."

At this point, Ye Wuhen's expression turned serious.

Such a genius must be nipped in the bud, otherwise he will become a huge hidden danger for the demonic path!

"Xuantian Sword Sect?"

Li Yunjing's heart stirred; he seemed to have seen information about the "Xuantian Sword Sect" on the "Divine Firmament Jade Book".

Those were the two major sword sects of the Xuanmen, alongside the "Taixu Sword Sect".

Suddenly, the clouds on the right side of the ship parted, revealing a breathtaking sight.

A waterfall made of liquid spiritual energy cascades down from the heavens, with countless luminous palaces floating within it.

Most astonishingly, at the bottom of the waterfall, half of a real dragon skeleton was floating, with an old man fishing on the dragon's horns!
"Lingxiao Waterfall!"

Ye Wuhen's voice trembled, "That old monster wasn't fishing for fish, he was fishing for extraterrestrial demons in the void!"

Su Muqing suddenly pointed to the ground in the distance: "Why are those cities moving?"

Dozens of metal cities were slowly reassembling on the ground, the streets were writhing and changing like living things, and a crystal pillar rose in the central square, sealing a twisted black shadow inside.

"The 'Thousand Machine City' of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion".

Li Yunjing clenched his fist, his eyes burning with fervor. "Their city is practically a giant 'mechanical puppet beast,' powerful enough to sweep away an entire sect!"

The various forces reflected in the sky left Li Yunjing and his companions in awe!
As they were talking, the sky suddenly darkened.

Looking up, a vast ink painting scroll stretching for hundreds of miles slowly unfolded, and the ink dragon that emerged from the painting suddenly turned its head to look at the "Sky Patrol Ship," its dragon eyes flashing with real killing intent!
"Shut up!"

Ye Wuhen quickly signaled everyone to be quiet, "This is the 'Dragon-Drawing Eyes Technique' of the 'Wenyuan Holy Land.' If that black dragon remembers our aura, we're doomed!"

Suddenly, the entire ship began to groan under the strain.

Everyone was shocked to realize that the concentration of spiritual energy around them had soared to a terrifying level, and even crystal flowers formed from condensed spiritual liquid were emerging from the cracks in the deck.

Li Yunjing's "Purple Gold Gourd" took flight on its own, greedily devouring the overflowing spiritual energy.

"Prepare to land."

Ye Wuhen gritted his teeth and took out a golden talisman, sticking it between his eyebrows. The demonic energy instantly transformed into the pure light of orthodox Taoism. "Remember, here we are just ordinary rogue cultivators."

"Understood!"

Li Yunjing understood what Ye Wuhen meant. The sky was too dangerous, especially the high altitude. The scenes reflected in the thirty-six blessed lands had a certain spiritual charm, and one could even sense some of the existence of the outside world.

Under these circumstances, Li Yunjing naturally had to put away the "Sky Patrol Ship".

In this most powerful continent, he and Ye Wuhen did not have a high status, nor did they have the domineering aura that allowed them to run rampant in the "Northern Cold Continent"!

The "Sky Patrol Ship" flew thirty miles and slowly descended toward the nearest transit city.

The three gilded characters of "Luoxia City" gleamed with a blood-red halo under the setting sun.

When Li Yunjing put away the "Sky Patrol Ship", he noticed the countless sword marks embedded in the bricks and stones of the city wall.

The cracks still retained a sharp sword intent, clearly indicating that they had witnessed many great battles.

"Low key!"

Ye Wuhen lowered his voice, "We are rogue cultivators from the 'Northern Cold Continent', here on the 'Tianlan Continent' seeking opportunities for breakthroughs."

"understand!"

Li Yunjing gave Ye Wuhen a deep look.

The fact that this demon could prepare such a thorough disguise shows that he has great awe for the "Tianlan Continent".

This is a good thing!

What Li Yunjing feared most was that demonic cultivators were lawless and fearless, which meant they possessed subversive power.

it's good now!

At least on the Tianlan Continent, the people of the Tianmo Sect don't dare to be too presumptuous!
After passing through the city gate, we hadn't walked for long.

A person is walking towards you.

This was a boy, about fifteen or sixteen years old, whose coarse linen clothes could not conceal the sword aura emanating from him.

The most bizarre thing was the ancient sword wrapped in strips of cloth on his back.

Whenever a cultivator's divine sense swept over the area, wisps of golden light would seep out from the gaps in the cloth strips.

"Fellow Daoists, are you new to Tianlan?"

The boy bowed with his hands clasped in greeting, his voice clear and bright beyond his years.

But Li Yunjing clearly saw a scar on his neck that extended to his collar, with an unnatural bluish-purple edge.

Ye Wuhen stepped forward and smiled, "What advice do you have for me, young friend?"

"Don't take advice seriously."

As the boy smiled, his pupils suddenly turned into vertical slits before returning to normal. "I've seen you all observing the 'Mysterious Heaven Sword Formation' outside the city for quite some time, so I suppose you're interested in the way of the sword. My master has prepared a banquet at the 'Listening to the Rain Pavilion' in the city, inviting sword cultivators from all sides to discuss the Dao."

Alarm bells rang in Li Yunjing's mind.

They never mentioned swordsmanship outside the city, so how did this young man know about it?
"Thank you for your kind offer, teacher."

Li Yunjing immediately cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "We will definitely visit you after we have settled in."

He didn't even ask about the time, which was clearly just a polite remark; he had no intention of attending the meeting at all.

The boy smiled meaningfully, and as he turned around, the cloth-strip sword emitted a clear and melodious sound.

Strangely, after the sound rang out, Li Yunjing and the other three suddenly lost track of the boy in the vast sea of ​​people!

This sent a chill down the spines of the four, who knew they had encountered a master!
"Let's go! Let's find a place to stay first."

"Night Without Trace said softly."

"it is good!"

Li Yunjing and the other two did not object.

Even this devilish lord was intimidated, so the three of them naturally dared not show off.

The four of them continued south along the street until they were almost at the South Gate, when they finally found a secluded inn.

After Li Yunjing and the other three settled down, they gathered together and recalled the strange occurrences before entering the city. None of them dared to act rashly.

The power of those thirty-six blessed lands and grotto-heavens is truly terrifying.

In Li Yunjing's and Ye Wuhen's view, the entire "Tianlan Continent" has at least more than half of the 300 True Monarchs at the Nascent Soul stage!

Such a place is more terrifying than a dragon's den or a tiger's lair!
Li Yunjing was completely indifferent to the prosperity of the "Tianlan Continent." He had only one thought: to leave the "Tianlan Continent" and enter the East Sea.

Once you enter the depths of the East China Sea, you'll be in the territory of the "Heavenly Demon Sect".

From there, the journey is generally smooth sailing.

When the time comes, you will naturally be able to complete the task assigned by the senior from "Guanghan Palace", remove the restrictions on your body, and from then on, you will be carefree and unrestrained.

"How to do?"

Li Yunjing asked.

"You're smart enough, you handle it! Just whatever you do, don't do it in a crowded place!"

Ye Wuhen seemed uninterested, and with a wave of his hand, he said indifferently.

"Then how about staying for a while?"

Li Yunjing thought for a moment and suggested, "Let's at least find out the situation of the 'Tianlan Continent'?"

(End of this chapter)