Evil Immortal!

Looking at the quiet, dimly lit swamp forest before him, Meng Yuan immediately began to take off his clothes.

After he was completely naked, he took out a package he had prepared in advance and took out several items from it.

There was the ghost skin of the Painted Skin Ghost, as well as antidote pills, realgar powder, ointment, water sacs, and other items.

The Red Mud Swamp is home to many rare birds and beasts, rare medicinal herbs and treasures, and even some of the materials from evil spirits are highly valuable. However, it is ultimately too dangerous, and he cannot afford to be careless.

After swallowing the antidote pill and applying a layer of ointment to his body, Meng Yuan unfolded the ghost skin and draped it over his body.

Fortunately, the demon's skin was made of a special material. It was not only extremely tough, comparable to cowhide, but also had a certain degree of elasticity, so it fit him completely and stuck to his skin.

Before long, Meng Yuan disappeared, and in his place was a woman who was rather robust and tall, and quite attractive.

However, all the life force of "her" body was covered up and disappeared, replaced by wisps of cold aura that permeated the surroundings. Her face was gloomy and pale, making "her" look less like a living person and more like a vengeful ghost!

"Others dress up as women, like Kaixin Yuan... But I'm different. I put on a ghost skin and dressed up as a female ghost... So, round it off, I guess it counts as cross-dressing."

Meng Yuan's expression was somewhat strange, but he quickly stopped thinking about it, picked up the Green Dragon Blade, and strode into the Red Mud Swamp.

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In the red mud swamp, the most common creatures are insects.

All sorts of insects!

Black poisonous ants, blood-sucking mosquitoes, human-faced leeches, widow spiders, blood ticks...

Poisonous...blood-sucking...parasitic...and insects whose bites can cause excruciating pain...

Even if ordinary people have a way to avoid the miasma and poisonous gas that permeate the swamp, they cannot stay here for too long because of the insects.

However, as Meng Yuan walked through the swamp, no insects approached him.

The ghost skin on his body exuded a chilling aura, concealing his vitality and causing all kinds of insects to avoid him.

Even several grotesque corpses that roamed the swamp, their bodies swollen and rotten beyond recognition, wouldn't dare approach him rashly.

Although the Yin Corpse has no consciousness and only certain instincts, it will still avoid other evil spirits that are far stronger than itself and pose a strong threat.

After deliberately avoiding the location of a group of stone spear crocodiles, Meng Yuan followed the route he remembered, winding his way into the depths of the red mud swamp.

The journey was relatively safe.

However, you will eventually encounter some stubborn evil spirits that will relentlessly pursue you even if you know they are "evil spirits".

Meng Yuan had no choice but to draw his Green Dragon Blade to defeat him.

It was late at night, and the moonlight was hazy.

The grayish-white mist drifted like flowing clouds, slowly moving along the ground.

In a valley, a tall and robust figure wearing a tattered Taoist robe sat cross-legged on a boulder, his body slightly decaying, emanating a thick, dark gray, cloud-like corpse aura.

Bathed in moonlight, it opened its mouth and spat out a dark red pill. The dark red corpse pill emitted a faint red light, which expanded and contracted, as if it were undergoing some kind of cleansing under the moonlight.

[Corpse Demon]

Template: Nightmare Boss (Crimson)

Rank: Third Rank

Introduction: Originally the remains of a Taoist cultivator, forgotten in the Red Mud Swamp, it was subjected to the baptism of Yin and evil energy. Over time, it gradually gained sentience, developing demonic nature and intelligence. It is a demon among corpses, and also an anomaly cultivator! This demon possesses both the incorruptible nature of the zombie race's corpses and the unpredictable and eerie supernatural powers of evil spirits and ghosts.

Danger level: ? ? ?

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Meng Yuan glanced at it from afar, then silently retreated, circled around, and deliberately avoided the area.

This Corpse Demon, like the previous Blood-Eyed Ancestor's clone, the Thousand-Armed Corpse Centipede, is a rare Nightmare-level BOSS. Meng Yuan felt that it was no less formidable than the Thousand-Armed Corpse Centipede.

Indeed, this is the case; the corpse demon before them has embarked on a different path, belonging to the corpse cultivator lineage.

If one can continue on this path, one may eventually be reborn from the ashes, shedding the filth and corpse energy, cultivating into a Corpse Immortal, and becoming an unconventional achiever.

In essence, the Corpse Cultivation lineage and the Ghost Cultivation lineage are similar, both being paths of returning to life from death and achieving ultimate sublimation, and also a path to heaven!

In his previous life, a player with a strong sense of curiosity and unusual interests used certain methods to become the disciple of this corpse demon.

After avoiding the location of the Corpse Demon, Meng Yuan continued deeper into the area. He then avoided several dangerous areas before finding an old tree to climb up for a short rest.

Amidst the surrounding mist, the sharp, piercing cries of night owls occasionally drifted through the air... From the depths of the swamp, even more strange and chilling sounds echoed, sending shivers down one's spine.

In the distant mountain valley, there seemed to be ethereal figures moving about, stirring the slowly drifting mist around them.

Meng Yuan lay half-reclined on a thick tree branch and began to rest.

When dawn broke and the sky began to lighten, Meng Yuan awoke and continued his journey.

By 10 a.m., he had covered most of the distance.

The sunlight shone through the dense foliage overhead, casting yellowish-white patches of light on the ground and in the puddles.

Meng Yuan walked steadily, and after a short while, he stopped.

I looked up and saw a lake not far away.

The lake spans several miles in circumference. Its surface is calm and picturesque, with glimpses of some strange fish swimming about. However, from time to time, living creatures may be seen tearing and struggling, stirring up large splashes of water.

In the center of the lake, there is a small island with a towering tree spreading its branches and leaves. The trunk is as thick as more than twenty people can hug, and the canopy is lush and green, like a large dark green umbrella, shading a large area of ​​the lake.

"Finally arrived! It was such a long and difficult journey!"

Meng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. His destination—the weapon-refining technique "Qianjizi's Miscellaneous Talks on Weapon Refining"—was located on the small island in the center of the lake ahead.

Despite the relatively smooth and safe journey, it would have been impossible to reach this place without his thorough understanding of the Red Mud Swamp and his avoidance of many dangerous areas!

Next, Meng Yuan drew his Green Dragon Blade, cut down a large tree, hollowed out the trunk, and made a simple raft. Using wood as oars, he rowed to the island.

After getting ashore, he went straight to the towering tree.

Upon reaching the tree, Meng Yuan, without even appreciating its thick trunk and overflowing vitality, immediately began to climb upwards using both hands and feet.

After climbing up the tree branch, he quickly discovered a hidden tree hole.

"It was here after all..."

Meng Yuan smiled with satisfaction.

After looking around for a moment, he crawled inside.

The entrance to the tree hole isn't very big, but the space inside is quite large.

This is a simple treehouse, fairly spacious and clean inside. Two moonstones are inlaid in the wooden walls, emitting a faint glow that makes the treehouse fairly bright.

Inside the treehouse is a bookshelf and a set of chairs.

These items are fairly well preserved, but there is nothing of value on them.

At the deepest part of the tree hollow, there was a futon, on which sat a corpse dressed in a light blue robe.

Perhaps because the cave was relatively dry and had simple barriers in place, preventing any insects from entering, the corpse was well-preserved, though somewhat shrunken and withered. The yellowish-brown skin clung tightly to the bones, and the snow-white gums were exposed, giving it a slightly grotesque and somewhat frightening appearance.

Hanging from the corpse's waist was a purplish-red storage bag with intricate patterns and a faint spiritual glow.