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Chapter 31

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"Sigh, the spiritual energy outside is even thinner than before."

"I wonder how much longer they can hold out."

"If this world's spiritual energy is cut off, I'm afraid we won't have many good days in the secret realm. No matter what, the secret realm is still dependent on this world."

"It's fine if I can't cultivate without Spirit Qi, but I'm afraid …"

A wooden boat carrying fifty to sixty cultivators swayed between Heaven and Earth. The loose cultivators on the deck had all stopped cultivating and were talking about calamity.

Although it was not enough to make people panic, it was enough to make people restless.

No one knew what kind of changes would occur after the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth dried up.

Hearing this, Yang Jian couldn't help but ponder over this question. However, after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come to a conclusion. His cultivation was too shallow, and his knowledge was insufficient.

The wooden boat traversed mountains and rivers, drifting for two days. It was unknown how many thousands of miles it had traveled, but it finally arrived at a desert.

Sand and pebbles flew, and sand dunes rose and fell.

"Everyone." The white-haired Elder of the Shattering Heavens Immortal Gate, Murong Yan, spoke. "We will reach the Earth Domain in another hundred and fifty kilometers. Everyone, please make your preparations. If your cultivation level is not high enough to enter the secret land, please wait here. However, we cannot mention the reward from our sect."

Immediately, a few rogue cultivators responded.

"Understood!"

"That's only natural. We're here to explore the Secret Territory, so we'll rely on our own abilities!"

"Elder Murong, don't worry. Everyone knows the rules."

Yang Jian stood in the corner, waiting expressionlessly.

Actually, after leaving the secret domain, most of these rogue cultivators were already under the control of the Heaven Shattering Immortal Gate.

Not to mention anything else, if he was thrown out by the Shattering Heavens Immortal Gate, it would be extremely difficult to return to that small piece of heaven and earth.

Perhaps even if he broke his legs, he still wouldn't be able to enter the two doors.

Yang Jian pondered slightly. He did need to pay attention to this problem and not easily offend the Shattering Heavens Immortal School.

That Murong Yan continued, "This secret land originally had a natural formation protecting it. However, due to the gradual thinning of the Spiritual Energy, that formation could no longer operate. It finally collapsed a few days ago. That's why this secret place was revealed to the world. "

"Ten elders of our Shattering Heavens Immortal Gate went ahead to explore the depths of the secret realm. They left behind jade talismans indicating the locations of the treasures."

"This time, we're going to search for treasures. If you encounter danger or people from other sects, you must be cautious. "

"Although our secret realm is peaceful, in the face of treasures, there are bound to be people who will have evil thoughts."

Although his words were long-winded, it was out of good intentions. He wanted to remind these wandering cultivators not to be greedy and lose their lives.

Right after Murong Yan spoke, a loose cultivator shouted, "Look! The blood cloud in front of them! We're not going there, are we? "

Everyone looked over, and many of them gasped. Only Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat, showing an inexplicable sense of urgency.

A hundred miles away, blood clouds roiled and waves of blood soared into the sky!

It was like a sea of blood had suddenly appeared in the mortal realm. Waves surged, surging into the sky. There were also ten-odd huge tornadoes connecting the sky, wreaking havoc everywhere as if they wanted to tear apart everything that approached.

When one looked carefully, one would see that the blood clouds and waves of blood were just an illusion created by a sandstorm. It was not a true sea of blood.

Murong Yan muttered, "It has already spread to this place? This is truly a disaster. It will probably affect the many ordinary people in the vicinity of this desert. "

When Yang Jian heard Murong Yan's muttering, he gained a better impression of this old man, who always had a warm smile on his face.

When the wooden boat was five kilometers away from the sandstorm, it started shaking. The strong wind made it difficult to open one's eyes.

The three elders made a move at the same time, stabilizing the wooden boat and stopping it three hundred meters away from the sandstorm. Only then did they put away the flying Magic Tool.

"Everyone, if you cannot block this fifty-kilometer-long sandstorm, then wait here. Do not force yourself! "

Murong Yan shouted, and an oval-shaped light barrier appeared around him. Naturally, the aura of the sandstorm could not touch him at all.

The twelve disciples of the Shattering Heavens Immortal Gate followed suit. Clearly, their cultivations were extraordinary. They were all young cultivators who had reached Foundation Establishment.

After that, the three elders protected the twelve disciples as they entered the sandstorm.

Some of the loose cultivators with high cultivations did the same, following closely from behind. Some took out protective treasures like protective clothes and advanced as well. Now, half of the loose cultivators had entered.

Yang Jian thought for a while and followed behind these people. Furthermore, he did not use any protective measures, only straightening his clothes.

Seeing the blood-coloured sandstorm gradually devour Yang Jian's figure, yet this youngster was able to walk away effortlessly, the remaining loose cultivators grew excited.

A few loose cultivators in front even turned their heads to take a look. When they saw the situation, they withdrew their protective measures.

When they withdrew their protective measures, they heard a few miserable cries. The cultivators who tried to withdraw their protective measures were covered in blood. Their robes were torn, and their skin was bleeding.

They quickly put up their protective measures and glared at Yang Jian.

When the people behind saw this, they hesitated for a while but still decided to give it a try.

However, when they stepped into the sandstorm, they immediately felt thousands of silver needles scraping their Dao Bodies over and over again.

That feeling of pain … even the mountain of knives and hell was nothing!

However, the cultivators who resisted the sandstorm soon discovered that when their blood covered their bodies and formed scabs, the sandstorm no longer hurt them.

After this discovery, the remaining people followed. However, they did not know how much suffering the sandstorm would cause them in the future if the sandstorm entered their bodies.

However, who would be willing to fall behind?

However, when they looked at Yang Jian again, they discovered that Yang Jian's clothes were already tattered. However, there were no traces of blood at all. Fear appeared in most of their gazes.

Yang Jian had indeed resisted it head-on. Furthermore, he did not feel any pressure at all.

"Everyone, don't force yourself. If you can't endure it, retreat!"

The fifteen people from the Heaven-Shattering Sword Sect gradually sped up. The loose cultivators behind them followed suit.

They did not change their direction. Clearly, it was as Murong Yan had said. Ten elders had already scouted this place and given them markings and directions, telling them to go and take the treasures.

Four hours later, they finally arrived at the first region.

It was a cliff in the sandstorm. It was barren, and there was no vegetation. However, there was a scarlet light barrier at the top of the cliff. There was a beautiful flower in the light barrier.

"Found it! Blood Spirit Seven Leaf Grass! "

An elder turned his head and shouted, "Everyone, whoever can pluck this grass will receive a Foundation Establishment cultivation technique of the Heaven-Shattering Immortal Sect, ten Spirit Pills, and twenty Spirit Stones!"

The loose cultivators following behind were all tempted, all of them rubbing their palms in anticipation.

However, there were also a few people who looked to the side strangely. They found it strange that the youth who could resist the sandstorm's bloody aura by himself was nowhere to be seen.

In the sandstorm, they could barely see 300 meters away …

"Where's that young man?"

"Hmph, he might just be putting on a brave front. I don't think he's even breathing. He might have already died on the way here!"

"Sigh, what a pity."

"I'll take the grass!"

A few cultivators rushed to the bottom of the cliff, afraid that someone else would take away their benefits.

However, these itinerant cultivators did not notice that there was a cave entrance buried by the sandstorm at the bottom of the cliff. Inside the cave, a pair of crescent moon-like eyes coldly stared at the figures at the bottom of the cliff.

The Heaven-Shattering Immortal Sect elder holding the jade talisman smiled coldly.

Not only did the jade talisman contain a map, but it also contained a sentence about this place.

"Hidden blood snakes, kill them to obtain their blood essence."

It was obvious that the loose cultivators had become the bait. Elder Murong Yan still had a gentle smile on his face as he quietly waited for something strange to happen …

Yang Jian slipped away while everyone's attention was on the cliff.

At this moment, he was sprinting with all his might towards the center of the sandstorm. He circulated the first stage of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art and activated his spiritual sense to the maximum.

When he was about ten miles away from the cliff, Yang Jian suddenly heard a shrill snake roar. He didn't stop, but continued to rush deeper into the cliff.

He was racing against time.

The Heaven-Shattering Immortal Sect was the first to discover this place, and ten elders had already rushed in.

If his fortuitous encounter was snatched away by someone else, wouldn't he really want to cry but have no tears?

Yang Jian even had a subtle premonition in his heart.

Whether he could break through the limit of 5,000 kilograms with one arm or not would depend on the result of this trip.

How could he not fight for it?

The saying 'Life and death are up to the heavens, riches and honor are up to one' really came true. There were no benefits that were delivered to one's doorstep, and there was no path to becoming an emperor that was not paved with corpses.

His master said that if one did not get tainted by karma, one would be able to pass all tribulations.

However, Yang Jian was not born in the primordial era where treasures were everywhere. He was not tainted by karma, so how could he get an opportunity?

"Phew …"

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