Within the zombie town, Yi Tian disguised himself as a passing cultivator and suppressed his cultivation to the Yuanying stage as he strolled around the town's shops. As expected, this was actually a large-scale business district. Cultivators of various races could trade their treasures or exchange information here.
Apart from the shops of the devil race, Yi Tian walked around the rest of the places and learned a piece of information. There was a Yin Wind Mountain three thousand miles south of the zombie town. On the mountain, there was a pool called Yin Pond Water. Every one thousand and five hundred miles, there would be a ebb.
When the Yin Pond Water in the pool fell, it would leave a water hole at the bottom of the lake. That water hole would spew out Extreme Yin True Water at irregular intervals. This was the only place of production within a few hundred thousand miles.
Therefore, all the corpse cultivators here, the cultivators in Bloody Corpse City, and the cultivators of the Demon Race would take this opportunity to rush over and witness the grand occasion.
Yi Tian heard that it was a grand occasion and knew that there would be an unavoidable battle. However, the value of this item was not low. Many foreign cultivators would take the risk out of desperation.
After walking around the market, he learned that the price of this bottle of Extreme Yin True Water was roughly equivalent to half of the zombie town. The amount of Extreme Yin True Water produced each time was less than a palm strike. Furthermore, there was a zombie skeleton at the bottom of the lake.
This Extreme Yin True Water was originally a treasure under its name. However, this zombie skeleton's primordial spirit was missing a soul and a spirit, so its power was greatly reduced. Even so, it still had the strength of a late Clone Body Stage cultivator. Therefore, cultivators from all over the world came to get a share of the loot.
Faced with such a powerful opponent, ordinary cultivators naturally could not participate. However, there would always be some foreign races who would remember this matter.
After Yi Tian finished scouting around the city, he bought a map of the surrounding jade slip. Then, he turned around and left the bustling street, walking towards a secluded path.
Just now, when he was shopping, he noticed that someone was watching him from behind. Although he didn't know how he gave himself away, he still didn't dare to make a move in public. He didn't want to be discovered by the surrounding people and ruin his plan.
After walking into a small alley, his figure disappeared into thin air. Three breaths later, a five-foot-tall demon cultivator flashed out from around the corner like a ghost.
Seeing that there was no one in front of him, the devilish being hurriedly tried to leave. However, at this moment, a ripple flashed through the space beside him, and a hand reached out to strangle him before dragging him into the void.
Ten breaths later, Yi Tian, who was in a mountain range about fifty kilometers west of Zombie Town, sized up the demon cultivators who had fallen into a deep slumber, and a pensive look appeared on his face.
Before he entered the Yin Corpse Realm, he didn't put in much effort, so as soon as he entered the Cultivation City, he became the target of all parties.
Originally, he thought that he could hide his spiritual power and disguise himself as a low-level cultivator. However, he didn't expect that the various forces in the Zombie City were also very particular. After entering the city, the Infernal Prison Demon Clan wouldn't easily wander around the streets. The purpose of the cultivators who came here was very clear. Basically, they were here for the Extreme Yin Primordial Water.
Therefore, the people they met in the city might be their future opponents. Many people wouldn't easily exchange for important resources, so as to avoid giving others an opportunity to take advantage of them.
As for the news, Yi Tian couldn't help but pay attention to it. This time, the Infernal Prison Demon Clan really sent a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator to the Demon Realm to fight for the Extreme Yin Primordial Water.
Although he could exchange for it at the other corpse kings in the Yin Corpse Realm, the price was unimaginable. In this way, it was more cost-effective to fight here. The Infernal Prison Demon Clan cultivator seemed to be called Infernal Prison Young Lord Yan Long.
This person's cultivation should be about the same as his, or slightly higher. That was why he was mistaken last time.
Thinking of this, Yi Tian made up his mind. He first looked at the spy in front of him and smiled. A mere Demonic Nascent Soul cultivator dared to follow him. After extracting all of his memories, he was prepared to let him go first to avoid alerting the enemy.
He reached out his hand and deleted all the memories in the spy's mind. After placing a tracking mark on the spy, he sent the spy back to the small alley in the Zombie Town where he disappeared.
In the entire zombie city, the most powerful beings were only a few Divinity Transformation elders. Therefore, it was easy for him to do something like this right under their noses.
Thus, Yi Tian dug a cave residence in the mountains hundreds of miles away from the Zombie Town. Then, he set up a small maze formation with a radius of one mile. He hid in it and waited quietly.
He sat cross-legged like this for a few years. During this period, he felt several strong spiritual pressure fluctuations flying through the air. Generally speaking, these spiritual pressure fluctuations were about the same as his. They should be the cultivators who came specifically to fight for the Extreme Yin Primordial Water.
Among them, there were three spiritual forces that he still remembered. The first was naturally the Infernal Prison Demon Clan's Young Lord Yan Long. This guy was extremely arrogant and did not restrain his spiritual pressure fluctuations at all. While flying in the air, he could sense his arrival from afar.
The second was a gloomy spiritual force. Needless to say, it should be a Spirit Severing Stage disciple under a Corpse King. As for the third, it was a group of Spirit Severing Stage cultivators. However, Yi Tian sensed a familiar aura among this group of corpse cultivators.
He was puzzled. It seemed to be his first time in the Yin Corpse World. Logically speaking, he should not know anyone here. Why would he have such a feeling for no reason?
After thinking for a while, he reluctantly put away his thoughts. Then, he calmed down and sat cross-legged again to cultivate.
Half a month later, Yi Tian moved his divine sense and found that the tracking mark he left on the Infernal Prison Demon Clan's spy began to move toward the south at an extremely fast speed. He took out the map in his hand and checked it. It was heading toward the Yin Wind Mountain.
He was overjoyed. It had finally begun. The Yin Pond was guarded by skeletons and zombies. Naturally, the Yuanying cultivators did not dare to rashly approach. However, it was necessary to send people to the Yin Wind Mountain to scout for information and to survey the terrain.
He guessed that the other families in the zombie town would also send scouts to find out what was going on first. Then, they would depart for the zombie town soon.
Yi Tian decided to participate, but he did not want to reveal himself too early. The best way to deal with it was to wait for them one step ahead.
After thinking about it, he stood up and put on the cloak again. He also put on the mask and concealed his spiritual pressure fluctuations under the concealment cloak. As long as he did not deliberately make a move, even Spirit Severing Stage cultivators would not be able to detect his whereabouts.
After doing this, he stepped out of the temporary cave residence. He gently jumped into the air and flew toward the Yin Wind Mountain.
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