Starting with the consumables of the Demonic Sect, one can barely achieve immortality.

The fog ahead was cold and heavy. Yan Cheng's cultivation was already quite advanced, but with each step he took, he felt a bone-chilling cold.

No wonder His Majesty was so selective in choosing the people for this expedition.

If one's cultivation level doesn't meet the strict requirements, even moving forward here would be difficult, let alone collecting treasures for the palace.

Those who have opened up more of the eight extraordinary meridians have a higher degree of smoothness in the flow of true qi in their bodies than others, and can resist the invasion of external qi with their yin-cold internal qi.

Now that I think about it, there's a reason why the hall arranged for all the corpse cultivators to cultivate corpse demons.

It can provide the resources needed by cultivators practicing the Netherworld, and it allows unimpeded access to most of the secret realms that the Hall of Longevity intends to explore. It is simply an extremely useful consumable holy body.

However, Yan Cheng had long since outgrown the days when she would feel smug and complacent when praised for being "useful".

Historically, only those who practice higher doctrines would praise those who practice lower doctrines as useful, and the more useful they are, the more they will use them to the extreme.

If this is so useful, what benefit does it bring to the person who is correcting the problem?

"When a tree is hidden in the forest, it is protected from weapons and evil spirits, and it can remain hidden and nourished, thus gaining strength and prosperity..."

Yan Cheng recalled Tian Tong's discussion of the [Hidden Wood] lineage and thought that this should be the path that a Northern cultivator who aspires to live a long life should take.

The Upper Yin constellation is the extreme of the stars, and ultimately it is still too dazzling.

He abruptly turned his head, looking at Pei Yi who was rapidly approaching from a distance, his gaze icy:

"Who told you to follow me?"

He was at the peak of Qi Refining, and although he did not deliberately act violently at this moment.

The intense pressure emanating from his gaze made Pei Yi tremble secretly.

This female cultivator was indeed quite courageous; despite hearing Yan Cheng's unfriendly tone, she maintained her composure.

"No one told me to follow you; I decided to do it myself."

"It seems that my senior brother has the will to cultivate his own nature and is unwilling to seek the Dao through dual cultivation..."

"But I do possess some cultivation, so it's good that you keep me by your side, senior brother. It wouldn't hurt to use me as a substitute for you if necessary!"

Such words are certainly not something a cultivator aspiring to attain enlightenment should utter.

But Yan Cheng didn't take her words seriously. He just narrowed his eyes slightly and formed a hand seal, channeling his divine power.

There was nothing unusual.

He was truly terrified by the methods of those Foundation Establishment cultivators. Zhong Tianying's single Immortal Foundation [Wild Bandit Flame] caused the Qi Refining cultivators in the Corpse Raising Institute to become unsettled and act recklessly without regard for the consequences.

Zhong Tianying didn't even deliberately target the cultivators; the high rank of the Immortal Foundation naturally took effect on everyone!

Judging from the current situation, Pei Yi does not seem to have had her thinking affected by the Immortal Foundation.

Indeed, no matter how skilled the Foundation Establishment cultivators are, they shouldn't be able to apply their Immortal Foundation to other cultivators through a layer of indeterminate mist.

Yan Cheng didn't mind having such a junior cultivator by his side to do as he pleased.

This guy probably doesn't know he still has a few puppet threads left, which he could really use to take her place if necessary...

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly:

"Whatever you want."

Pei Yi smiled slightly and bowed to Yan Cheng.

Just then, a clear voice rang out from behind:

"Senior brother!"

Pei Yi turned around and saw that Deng Jian had also come. Her expression immediately became quite subtle.

She knew that Yan Cheng wouldn't refuse to let the other person follow her.

With another corpse cultivator joining the team, it means that Yan Cheng, who looks down on things like corpse demons, will have to share the profits with the other party.

When Yan Cheng needs to find replacements, he might do what Tian Tong did in the Corpse-Raising Institute: prioritize using up his own useless self, leaving behind the stronger Deng Jian.

Thinking of this, her face darkened instantly, but she couldn't think of a way to persuade Yan Cheng not to let Deng Jian accompany her.

At this critical moment, Deng Jian displayed even better qualities than her in the Immortal Sect.

Almost the instant Yan Cheng met his gaze, he spoke:

"Senior brother, do you still remember the camaraderie we shared in the morgue?"

If one were even slightly thin-skinned, one really wouldn't have said such a thing.

Yan Cheng thought to himself that as soon as he entered the morgue, he and Wang Qing went their separate ways with Deng Jian and the other two. So how could they have shared joys and sorrows?

To be honest, it was around that time that everyone was influenced by the [Wild Blade Flame] Immortal Foundation, becoming reckless and easily angered.

But Deng Jian was the kind of person who would start talking nonsense as soon as he opened his mouth, and he didn't care what Yan Cheng was thinking. He just said to himself:

"My junior sister Pei and I have both received the kindness of our senior brother. We have some skills, but they are far from enough to pose a threat to him."

"Those guys following behind are a different story."

"With an average cultivation level of five or six meridians, and each harboring their own ulterior motives, countless individuals are secretly close to Chen Xiang and his group!"

His eyes flickered:

"Chen Xiang is the third senior brother's man, and he is expected to switch to cultivating [Gengjin] in the future. However, the third senior brother is the only one among the disciples who is close to the Holy Maiden."

"I fear... who knows how many insidious and vicious schemes they harbor against you, Senior Brother!"

Yan Cheng couldn't help but sigh, this person in front of him was truly the best example of blocking the car door as soon as he got in, deeply inheriting the true style of the Immortal Sect.

However, his words were so reasonable and well-founded that they subtly drew Pei Yi to his side, making it impossible for her to object to his presence.

If Deng Jian had been slightly more talented, he would have been another prodigy.

Unfortunately, the palace doesn't need another celestial attendant, so Deng Jian can only be Deng Jian.

"Let's go."

Yan Cheng continued forward, his grip on the Moonlit Seal never loosening, and said casually:

"Be wary of your sides."

Deng Jian and Pei Yi were both stunned upon hearing this.

In this sea of ​​fog, it was already quite difficult for the two of them to see the faces of the people in front of them, let alone pay attention to any unusual movements on their left and right sides.

Moreover, to their senses, there was absolutely no unusual movement on either side...

Yan Cheng said he had no choice, since neither of them possessed the [Cave Illumination] ability of the Hidden Immortal Mirror, making it difficult for him to explain to them.

At this moment, the silver mirror clearly showed that what lay on the boundless plain where the three of them were was an endless sea of ​​coffins stretching from south to north.

It was just like the scene on the silk weaver's escape route!

Although Yan Cheng's field of vision could only extend a hundred paces, he could still sense that within each stone coffin in the observation range, there was a calm yet profound aura of corpse evil hidden yet not yet released.

It is obvious that every stone coffin here contains a Yin Corpse that has cultivated Corpse Fiend!

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Yan Cheng's mind:

"This place is simply a treasure trove for cultivators of the Netherworld Dao lineage..."

"If a high-level cultivator like Huang Tong, who needs the aid of Yin Corpse Fiends in his cultivation, were to take over these countless stone coffins, why would there be any need to support so many corpse cultivators in the hall!"

He had no time to worry about the fate of the group of corpse cultivators; he was only pondering what the hidden aura deep within the Yin energy of the corpses here was all about.

After a person dies, their soul can only remain in the world for a maximum of seven days before it dissipates.

However, this applies to mortals. For corpse cultivators who have already embarked on the path of cultivation, it is not necessarily the same.

If someone possesses a magical artifact like the Soul-Capturing Bell, they could awaken all the Yin Corpses trapped in the stone coffins and use them for their own purposes.

Wouldn't that instantly raise an army of corpse puppets!