Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

Hundreds of Core Formation cultivators from several camps gathered here.

On the one hand, they were finally able to relax after being away from the Black Sea for several years. They joined forces to intercept the beast tide at the edge of the Black Sea, which was a testament to their friendship forged in battle. They took this opportunity to expand their network of contacts.

On the other hand, this retreat was somewhat sudden.

The rule at the Black Sea camp is that people are free to come and go, but that applies to ordinary Core Formation cultivators.

Which Black Sea camp that has been able to exist for so long is not backed by a Nascent Soul cultivator? Each camp's garrison actually has a specific mission and objective.

Now that they've withdrawn so easily, the garrison commanders have to give an explanation to the higher-ups behind them.

Of course, given their positions within their respective factions, these guards could simply give their orders without any real consequences.

However, the unified narrative of the garrison at each camp can alleviate a significant amount of pressure on higher-ups.

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The garrison commanders have gone to a meeting.

When Gu Hongling left, Wei Chong followed behind her, wanting to go with her, but she glared at him and stopped him.

The remaining Core Formation cultivators simply held a simple trade fair.

It can gather hundreds of elite Core Formation cultivators; even a celestial city cannot achieve this.

The valuable items possessed by these Core Formation cultivators were not things that could be found in ordinary markets.

The third-tier demon cores from the depths of the Black Sea, the spiritual minerals on the seabed, and even various rare and precious materials smuggled out of the territory of fourth-tier demon beasts.

Some even brought out a piece of coral chalcedony that was thousands of years old, completely transparent, with a very fine thread of blood sealed in the center of the chalcedony.

It is said that it has the potential to advance to become a fourth-tier spiritual object, but of course, you should just take this with a grain of salt; anyone who believes it is a fool.

Several others even threw out the entire corpse of a peak third-tier demonic beast, hoping to exchange it for some third-tier pills that could enhance divine sense.

Lin Zhao naturally went down to change some things as well.

He had a lot of third-tier demon beast materials in his storage bag, which was definitely among the most among these Core Formation cultivators.

He exchanged his demon core for several third-tier spiritual items that would be useful to him.

He also exchanged the demon core for several kinds of pills that could improve his cultivation, all of which were top-grade third-tier pills.

For his Azure Lotus clone, ordinary third-grade pills are not very effective, but top-grade third-grade pills are also useful to him, and the effect is obvious.

The person selling the pills was from another camp, a seemingly ordinary late-stage Core Formation cultivator.

Unexpectedly, he was actually a top-tier third-level alchemy master—he hadn't dared to reveal himself in the Black Sea before, fearing that too many people would seek him out for alchemy, which would affect his training and cultivation.

Now that we've left the Black Sea, we naturally don't have that concern anymore, and we can take this opportunity to build up our reputation.

He took out most of the elixirs he had accumulated over the years and traded them for sale.

It can only be said that the world is vast and full of hidden talents.

It was lively for a few days.

The first half was a trade fair; everything that needed to be exchanged was exchanged, and everything that needed to be bought was bought.

The second half turned into building relationships and cultivating connections. Every Core Formation cultivator who managed to survive the Black Sea camp had some skills.

Some people chatted and made plans to hunt demons together in the future, some exchanged communication jade talismans, and some were already discussing forming a team to explore a newly discovered sea area.

These are all Core Formation elites, and opportunities to gain connections with these cultivators are rare, so naturally, no one would easily miss out.

Lin Zhao didn't get involved much.

He is not from the Endless Demon Sea and will not stay here for long; the connections here are of little significance to him.

The Cloud Sea Cangming Sect is his true home, while the Endless Demon Sea is merely a place where he temporarily stays.

In the end, apart from the people in Camp Seven, he only left behind a few Core Formation communication jade talismans that he knew. As for whether these things would still be useful after he left the Endless Demon Sea, who knows?

A gentle sea breeze blows, and the waves surge on the sea surface.

Lin Zhao lay on the beach.

Unlike the Black Sea, the sky over the Inland Sea is not obscured by thunderclouds all day long. At this moment, the sky is filled with stars, and streaks of starlight hang down from the night sky and fall into the sea.

A faint silver light appeared on the sea surface; it was the color of starlight refracted.

Wisps of gray smoke rose from the depths of the sea, spreading along the surface like mist.

Ok?

Lin Zhao sat up and looked carefully into the distance.

On the starlit sea, a faint gray light rose up at some unknown time.

The gray light gathered into mist, slowly rising and surging along the sea surface.

The entire sea seemed to be covered by a layer of gray fog, which continued to expand, spreading from the depths of the Black Sea and even swallowing up the beast tide behind it.

The roars of the monsters ceased abruptly the moment they were enveloped in the gray mist.

Looking at the gray fog, Lin Zhao felt a strange sense of irritation rise in his heart, and an unnamed anger flared up from within.

He immediately circulated his spiritual power to suppress his mind. At the same time, the Divine Soul Sword Tower in his sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly, and golden light spread out, suppressing the feeling of irritation.

He slowly uttered a single word: "Ghost Mist."

Ghostly mist, one of the most dangerous anomalies in the endless sea of ​​demons.

It is rumored that even many Nascent Soul True Monarchs who have entered it have perished and disappeared.

Every time the ghostly mist phenomenon descends, it means the death of countless cultivators and the complete annihilation of countless forces.

As Lin Zhao stood up, the other Core Formation cultivators on the beach also stood up one after another.

They all came from the Black Sea camp, so their perception of this danger was much sharper than that of ordinary cultivators.

These people made the same judgment almost at the same moment.

go.

Fortunately, the ghost fog originated from the Black Sea, and this place is only on the edge of the Black Sea, so there is still a possibility of leaving.

If everyone had been deep inside the Black Sea camp earlier, they would probably have been completely swallowed up.

It can only be said that everyone's retreat was timely, and Master Mu's decision unexpectedly saved everyone's lives.

Lin Zhao followed Gu Hongling onto the Crimson Talisman Spirit Boat.

The runes on the spirit boat lit up again, and the spirit boat accelerated towards the inner sea defense line.

On the spirit boat, Gu Hongling looked at the area marked with ghostly mist on the sea chart, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

Born in Xuanfu Immortal City, she was a core member of a Nascent Soul family and had a much deeper understanding of ghost mist than ordinary cultivators.

She shared what she knew about the Ghost Mist.

Every year, countless beings are born and die in the Endless Demon Sea. The power of death merges with the power of heaven and earth, giving birth to an extremely strange power.

This power erupts periodically; this is the Ghost Mist.

Each outbreak requires the annihilation of countless lives to be eradicated.

Once the ghost fog erupts, it can cover anywhere from tens of thousands of miles to hundreds of thousands of miles.

Various strange things happen in the ghostly mist: cultivators who have been dead for thousands of years reappear, ancient treasure ships that have vanished set sail again, and the figures of ancient demons wander in the mist.

Legend has it that the souls of creatures swallowed by the ghostly mist are permanently imprisoned within, never to be reborn.

Thirty thousand years ago, the Endless Demon Sea even formed a terrifying ghostly mist that spanned millions of miles, sweeping away everything.

Within a radius of millions of miles, not a single living being survived. This is the most terrifying natural disaster in the Endless Demon Sea, without exception.

Legend has it that it took the combined efforts of several powerful forces to suppress the terrifying ghostly mist, but even so, the ghostly mist lasted for three thousand years before dissipating.