As expected, after Qin Yichen concealed the aura of the Beast Spirit, the First Day Mercenary Group did not suffer any more suicidal attacks from the magical beasts.
The rest of the journey was relatively smooth.
From the route they chose, it was not the first time the First Day Mercenary Group had taken this route.
Two days later, the group finally made it out of the Dense Fog Forest.
What appeared in everyone's line of sight was an endless stretch of ruins and a sky full of dust.
This was the infamous danger zone of the Northern Region … The Northern Wasteland!
"Little brother, we will hunt the undead in the outskirts, we won't go in deeper …"
Xiang Wu came to Qin Yichen's side and said.
He was very clear about the strength of his group. Hunting the lowest level undead in the outskirts of the Northern Wasteland and obtaining a few Essence Pearls was already the greatest reward for them.
Go in deeper?
They did not dare.
As for the area near the real dead zone, they did not dare to go near it.
Qin Yichen nodded. He also understood the methods these mercenaries used to make a living. Just as he was about to take out the Beast Spirit, Xiang Wu stopped him.
"Although I don't know what it is, I do know that it's not something that boors like us can have. You can keep it. Treat it as a token of appreciation for saving us."
Xiang Wu's face was full of sincerity.
He was very clear about the dangers of possessing a treasure.
Qin Yichen could only accept it. He also knew that if this thing was seen by others who knew its value, the entire First Day Mercenary Group would not be spared.
"Brother, if you don't mind, after this mission, go to Sky Lin Imperial City. Go to the Flyer and find someone called Ye Liangchen. Tell him that I, Qin Yichen, asked you to go. At that time, your days will be more peaceful."
After Qin Yichen finished speaking, he rubbed Little Xuan Xuan's head again and left under the shocked gazes of the mercenaries.
Xiang Ya's eyes were blurred as she looked at his back. No one knew what she was thinking.
"Sigh, silly girl, don't think about it. That kind of person is not someone we can associate with."
While the mercenaries were discussing, Xiang Wu came to her side and comforted her in a low voice, but he sighed in his heart.
Even they had heard of Qin Yichen's name. In Celestial Qilin and the surrounding kingdoms, Qin Yichen was a miraculous existence. His various feats had long been spread to the point of being miraculous.
After witnessing Qin Yichen's methods, they were even more aware of how frightening this young man was!
After parting ways with the New Day Mercenary Group, Qin Yichen went straight into the North Barren, heading towards the Death Zone.
Huge ravines crisscrossed the grayish, desolate land, causing the entire land to look somewhat ghastly.
An oppressive and cold aura permeated every corner of this world.
Qin Yichen's figure flitted across the barren land as he scanned his surroundings vigilantly.
"Swoosh!"
Just as Qin Yichen was about one li away, a few humanoid monsters rushed out from one of the ravines. These humanoid monsters were surrounded by a strange Yin Qi that looked horrifying.
Moreover, their bodies were very illusory, so much so that one could see through their bodies and see the scene behind them.
These monsters were a type of monster born in this special region of the North Barren … Dead Spirits!
Dead Spirits were classified according to their ranks. One could tell from the degree of their illusory bodies and the corpse hair on their bodies.
For example, the dead spirits that appeared in front of Qin Yichen now had extremely illusory bodies and only had some white corpse hair on their bodies. These were the lowest level of undead spirits that were only ten to twenty years old.
These undead spirits were estimated to be around the Martial Master rank when they were alive, so they only had white corpse hair.
Above them were the undead spirits that were comparable to Martial Grandmasters. These undead spirits' bodies were already somewhat solid, and the corpse hair on their bodies had also turned black.
There were also the undead spirits that were comparable to Spiritual Realm experts. Their bodies were almost completely solid, and the corpse hair on their bodies was a shocking red.
If Qin Yichen were to encounter these red-haired undead spirits, he could only choose to run away!
"Merely ten years old undead spirits."
Qin Yichen glanced at the white-haired undead spirits indifferently. With a thought, a milky-white thin sword appeared in his hand.
"Eh?"
However, just as Qin Yichen was about to use the Imperial Sword Technique to get rid of these white-haired undead spirits, he suddenly had a thought. Soon after, the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile.
"Swoosh!"
As he circulated the Spirit Body Art, strands of nearly transparent True Yuan that rose like flames appeared in Qin Yichen's hand. With the appearance of these strands of True Yuan, the temperature around him rose by quite a bit. The Yin Qi that made people uncomfortable seemed to have weakened a lot at this moment.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! "
With regards to Qin Yichen's actions, the few white-haired undead spirits that did not have the slightest bit of intelligence seemed to have not sensed anything. Only ferocity surged in their withered eyes. Soon after, these few undead spirits bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they pounced towards Qin Yichen.
"Destroy!"
Qin Yichen softly spat out a word. Soon after, he waved his arm, and a tiny stream of True Yuan whizzed out, directly wrapping around the few white-haired undead spirits.
"Chi chi …"
Under the envelopment of his special True Yuan, the few white-haired undead spirits did not even have the chance to let out a miserable howl before they were directly vaporized into nothingness.
"Ding ding …"
At the spot where the undead spirits disappeared, a few somewhat dim Essence Pearls fell to the ground, emitting a crisp sound.
"Essence Pearls!"
Qin Yichen softly muttered, and casually picked up the few dim pearls on the ground.
This was the reason why he came here.
Following the circulation of the Spirit Deity Art, these few Essence Pearls turned into strands of pure Mental Energy and were sucked into Qin Yichen's mouth and nose.
"Too little."
Although the absorption of this Mental Energy caused Qin Yichen's mind to be slightly refreshed, it did not increase his Mental Energy by much. In fact, he did not even feel any growth.
After all, his current Mental Energy was equivalent to the peak of the first stage of the Martial Grandmaster realm. These white-haired undead spirits' Essence Pearls no longer had much of an effect on him.
Of course, it was better than nothing, and many little drops made an ocean.
"I've been delayed in the Misty Forest for a few days. I have to speed up. Otherwise, I won't be able to make it in time for the Dead Spirit Realm to open …"
With that thought, Qin Yichen's footsteps quickened.
He was becoming more and more confident in his trip to the Dead Realm.
The reason was naturally because when he circulated his True Yuan, he felt that the special pressure on his body had completely disappeared. After experimenting, one of his guesses was confirmed … His True Yuan could restrain the death aura.
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