An emperor in his later years is summoned by his sister to save the nation's fate.

Lu Xueyao remained expressionless and flipped her wrist.

"go."

With a flick of the Myriad Souls Banner, a vast expanse of jet-black C-grade demonic hair surged forth like a tide, instantly binding the oncoming man-eating flowers tightly, causing them to emit a piercing friction sound.

Immediately afterwards, the headless ghostly figure transformed into a shadow and swiftly moved through the flower bushes. Any man-eating flower that the ghostly figure touched would have its fanged "bud head" snap off cleanly and fall to the ground as if sliced ​​by a sharp blade.

In a short while, these Class D anomalies were crushed and eliminated.

Lu Xueyao stepped forward and put the few crystal-clear Blood Spirit Fruits into her backpack.

[National Prophecy Announcement: Lu Xueyao, the Chosen One of the Dragon Kingdom, has successfully harvested the special resource, the Blood Spirit Fruit!]

[Triggering a critical strike that manifests a thousandfold increase in national fortune!]

[Reward for Manifestation: 1000 Blood Spirit Fruits! Successfully manifested in the underground treasury of the 749th Bureau headquarters in the Dragon Kingdom.]

Hearing the announcement, Lu Xueyao clapped her hands in satisfaction.

At this moment, as Lu Li's divine sense continued to scan outwards, it suddenly stopped in a basin not far from the canyon.

"This terrain... the mountains and rivers gather yin energy, the feng shui is reversed, this is clearly a naturally extremely yin place, what is commonly known as a corpse-raising ground!"

Lu Li's eyes gleamed. In such a place, the yin energy was stagnant and unyielding. For ordinary people, or even ordinary ghost hunters, it would be an absolute death trap.

But for demonic cultivators who also practice the White Bone Divine Demon Scripture, this is an unparalleled opportunity that they could only dream of!

Guided by Lu Li, Lu Xueyao led Xiaobai out of the canyon and arrived at the edge of this basin.

The wind howled fiercely here, and the soil on the ground turned an eerie purplish-black.

Surprisingly, several ancient trees with completely black bark and patterns resembling human faces were growing on the outer edge of the basin.

"Soul-Nourishing Wood!" Lu Li recognized the origin of these trees at a glance. They were top-grade materials for refining various high-level array flags and soul-path magic treasures.

Lu Xueyao was just about to step into the basin.

"Buzz—"

The surrounding scenery suddenly distorted, and the view that was previously clear a hundred meters away was instantly completely obscured by a thick, impenetrable black mist.

"What is this?"

Lu Xueyao frowned and immediately spread out her Transcendent Realm divine sense to investigate.

However, the divine sense, which was usually invincible, was now like a mud ox sinking into the sea, unable to penetrate even a fraction of the black mist.

She swung the Ten Thousand Souls Banner violently, attempting to dispel the black mist with demonic energy.

But the black mist only churned violently for a moment before immediately returning to normal.

She led Xiaobai around in the same spot for a long time, only to find that she was just going in circles and couldn't get close to the center of the basin.

"It's a Class B mystery, a wall-breaking mystery."

Lu Li's voice rang out at the right moment, his tone still calm: "This kind of rule-based anomaly, although it does not have direct offensive power, can distort space and perception. It cannot break its closed loop of rules by brute force."

During this time, Lu Li also learned a lot about the supernatural from Lu Xueyao, so with his knowledge, he recognized the supernatural thing at a glance.

"What should we do then?" Lu Xueyao asked.

"Close your eyes, withdraw your consciousness, and listen to my instructions."

Although Lu Li was only a wisp of divine consciousness, his Emperor-level status made him perfectly aware of such low-level spatial distortion rules.

"Take three steps to the left, one step back, then turn around and take seven steps to the right front..."

Under Lu Li's precise and meticulous guidance, Lu Xueyao completely abandoned her own senses and acted like a blind person following instructions.

Just one minute later, the black fog in front of them suddenly cleared up.

She successfully escaped the maze of the treacherous walls and arrived at the very center of this extremely yin place.

However, upon seeing the scene before her, Lu Xueyao's breath hitched slightly.

On the altar in the center of the basin, there was a huge black coffin that exuded a terrifying aura. It had been there for who knows how many years, and its surface was covered with strange dark red runes.

At that moment, the live stream chat in the Dragon Kingdom exploded with comments.

"Holy crap! A coffin in broad daylight! This place looks a hundred times scarier than the wasteland at night!"

"Run, Xueyao! This is definitely some kind of powerful lair! In a place where yin energy gathers like this, what's in the coffin is something capable of destroying a country!"

However, some viewers who had gotten used to Lu Xueyao's style held a different opinion: "Why are you running away? Have you forgotten that Lu Xueyao is now a demonic cultivator? The heavier the yin energy in this place, the more experience points she gets, right?"

"Exactly! This might be another incredible opportunity!"

Meanwhile, within Lu Xueyao's sea of ​​consciousness, Lu Li's divine sense had already pierced through the heavy black coffin.

He could clearly see the scene inside the coffin: a terrifying zombie with a bluish-black body and muscles as hard and shriveled as rocks.

Its nails were several inches long and emitted a purplish-black corpse poison.

"Unmelting bones".

Lu Li recognized the origin of this thing at a glance. The so-called "uncorrupted bone" was a zombie that had mutated after absorbing thousands of years of extreme yin energy.

Its physical body is as hard as black iron, impervious to swords and spears, and immune to water and fire. In this low-dimensional world, it can almost be considered an immortal being.

If it absorbs enough extreme yin energy and undergoes further transformation, it will become a monster capable of scorching the land and destroying a country—the Drought Demon!

This uncorrupted bone is essentially a genuine A-grade anomaly! The reason it's hiding in this black coffin is to take advantage of the corpse-nurturing properties of this extremely yin place in an attempt to break through to the legendary S-grade!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As Lu Xueyao's living presence drew closer, it seemed to have disturbed the being inside the black coffin.

The entire heavy black coffin began to tremble violently.

Feeling the suffocating pressure of this A-level aura, even through a coffin, Lu Xueyao's hand holding the Ten Thousand Soul Banner tightened slightly.

Even the eerie eyes and headless shadows within the Myriad Souls Banner felt the suppression from the higher level and began to tremble uneasily within the banner.

"A mere corpse dares to flaunt itself before me, the Emperor?"

Lu Li snorted coldly.

"Buzz!"

The void twisted, and Lu Li's projection, clad in black and radiating unparalleled divine might, reappeared behind Lu Xueyao without warning.

He didn't take this A-level anomaly, which was enough to unleash a devastating frenzy in the real world, seriously at all.

In fact, what he valued wasn't the incorruptible bones inside at all, but rather the material of the black coffin!

"Millennial Yin-Yang Locust Wood." Lu Li looked at the black coffin, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes: "This is an excellent main material for refining the White Bone Banner! It's like finding a needle in a haystack."

The uncorrupted bone inside the black coffin seemed to sense the deadly threat projected by Lu Li. It let out a ferocious roar, and the coffin lid suddenly exploded open. Its pair of bluish-black corpse hands grabbed directly at the edge of the coffin, trying to break free.

"Keep quiet, Your Majesty."

Lu Li merely glanced at it coldly, a thought flashing through his mind.