Chapter 536: Xue Hai, Dried Corpse

What came into view was a desolate land.

One could not see the end of it at a glance.

An inexplicable chill permeated the space between heaven and earth.

Even Wang Jianqiang, a Seventh-Order Will Stage Cultivator, could not help but feel a trace of coldness.

Within his body, the Blue Spirit Flame aura circulated throughout his entire being.

Only then did the chill on his body dissipate.

Immediately following.

He suddenly noticed.

Inside his Space Ring, that red orb of light, the size of a dragon's eye, began to tremble violently.

Sensing the unusual movement of the red light orb.

Wang Jianqiang flipped his hand and took it out.

After the light orb appeared, as if drawn by some invisible force, it flew forward on its own.

Seeing this, Wang Jianqiang exchanged a glance with Gu Xinran.

"Since we're already here, we might as well go find the main body of that Magic Treasure first; perhaps our chance of survival lies there."

Gu Xinran nodded.

Afterward, the two flew out together.

They chased after the red light orb.

In the world of Darkness Power.

The two chased the red light orb, flying forward continuously.

Two hours later.

Wang Jianqiang frowned and looked at Gu Xinran beside him, "Fairy, do you smell a bloody scent?"

Gu Xinran nodded with a solemn expression.

"It seems our destination is almost reached."

A flash of gravity crossed Wang Jianqiang's face, "From here on, be careful."

"Understood." Gu Xinran nodded again.

The two continued to fly forward, and the bloody scent grew increasingly thick.

Very soon.

A Xue Hai suddenly appeared at the edge of their vision.

As the two drew closer.

They discovered that the diameter of this Xue Hai actually exceeded a hundred miles.

There was clearly no wind in this space.

Yet waves were constantly rising within the Xue Hai.

Rolling blood energy surged upward, blotting out the sky and sun.

If not for the shroud of Darkness Power.

This sky would surely have turned the color of fresh blood.

Just as the two were looking at the Xue Hai with solemn expressions.

The red light orb suddenly flew toward the sky above the center of the Xue Hai.

The two looked over.

Immediately after.

A figure appeared far off in their field of vision.

That person lay horizontally in the sky.

Their form was withered, with rough skin like old tree bark clinging tightly to their bones.

It was a literal dried corpse.

A long sword was thrust into their chest.

The long sword pierced through their body, the tip of the blade protruding from their back.

Blood grooves were carved into both sides of the blade.

Drops of fresh blood continuously slid down from the blood grooves, dripping into the Xue Hai.

Seeing this scene.

Wang Jianqiang and Gu Xinran both revealed looks of shock.

The two exchanged a glance.

A thought flashed through both their minds simultaneously.

This Xue Hai, could it be that it was formed by the blood dripping from this person?

Just how powerful would a Cultivator have to be?

For the blood flowing out after death to turn into such a spectacular Xue Hai?

Immediately following.

Their gazes fell once more upon the long sword that had pierced through the dried corpse.

To be able to pin down such a powerful Cultivator.

This sword must be incomparably powerful!

After coming to their senses, a flash of joy appeared in Gu Xinran's eyes, "If we can obtain this sword, even if we only unleash a tiny fraction of its power, we would definitely be able to slay those ten demon beasts outside and help us escape danger."

"Even if we cannot find a way to open the exit to this Ancient Battlefield afterward, relying on the power of this sword and my own comprehension of Space Artistic Conception, I have the confidence to forcibly open the exit."

Wang Jianqiang heard this, looked at the desiccated corpse that showed not the slightest sign of life, and frowned, "That sword is currently Suppressing this desiccated corpse; if this sword is pulled out, it might trigger unknown risks."

"It is somewhat improper."

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, Gu Xinran smiled and shook her head, "There is no longer a shred of vitality within this desiccated corpse; it is clear that it has been dead for a long time."

Upon hearing this, a figure with long silver hair and peerless grace could not help but flash through Wang Jianqiang's mind.

One could not feel a shred of vitality in Xiaobai's physical body.

But the truth was.

Her vitality was restrained and sealed; she had not perished.

Those Cultivators with profound cultivation have many methods.

Being unable to feel vitality does not necessarily mean that the other party has perished.

Thinking of this.

He shook his head, "To be safe, I think it is better not to move this sword."

Gu Xinran heard Wang Jianqiang's tone, which was full of apprehension.

Thinking of the various astonishing abilities the latter had displayed since she met Wang Jianqiang.

In the end, she nodded.

"Since this sword cannot be moved, then we can only pin our hopes on the main body of that red-power Magic Treasure."

Wang Jianqiang nodded.

Just a moment ago.

That red ball of light had already flown onto the desiccated corpse and inexplicably disappeared in front of its chest.

That Magic Treasure's main body was clearly on this desiccated corpse.

"I will go and retrieve that Magic Treasure's main body first."

Gu Xinran's voice continued to reach him.

Wang Jianqiang nodded, "Be careful."

Gu Xinran nodded.

Afterward, she flew toward the desiccated corpse.

A moment later.

She arrived beside the desiccated corpse and looked at the spot where the red energy had disappeared.

She immediately discovered.

Hanging around the neck of this desiccated corpse was a cord made of an unknown material, and hanging on the cord was an object resembling a metal ring, like an exquisite and beautiful Necklace.

Although it was unknown how many long years had passed.

The surface of the metal ring showed not the slightest sign of corrosion.

It remained incomparably smooth, exuding a sense of being crystal clear.

"Is this the main body of that red-power Magic Treasure?"

Gu Xinran's expression stirred.

She was about to take off the metal ring Necklace.

However.

The moment she stretched out her palm.

At the center of the desiccated corpse's brow.

An invisible force spread out silently and soundlessly.

Gu Xinran's expression instantly became dazed, and a look of confusion appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Immediately.

The hand that had originally been reaching toward the neck of the desiccated corpse changed direction and reached toward the long sword that pierced the chest of the desiccated corpse.

It gripped the hilt of the sword.

And then, using all her strength, she began to pull it outward.

The long sword seemed to be embedded very tightly.

Gu Xinran used all her strength, but could only pull it out a little bit at a time.

It emitted a teeth-grinding, harsh, grating sound.

Wang Jianqiang, who was standing in the distance, saw this scene, and his expression changed drastically.

"Gu Xinran, what are you doing? Let go immediately!"

Amidst his exclamation.

He rushed toward the desiccated corpse at top speed.

Seeing that Gu Xinran was still slowly pulling out the long sword.

He seemed to have thought of something.

Soul Power surged out, transforming into a large number of runes.

Thousands of runes gathered, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a Big Bell.

Dong~

The Big Bell vibrated.

A bell toll aimed only at the Soul was transmitted outward.

Gu Xinran's body trembled.

The confusion in her eyes dissipated.

When she saw that her own hands were actually gripping the hilt of the long sword on the desiccated corpse.

And that long sword had already been drawn halfway out.

With a look of shock, they instinctively retreated.

At the same time.

On the body of the desiccated corpse.

A mass of black smoke suddenly emerged, transforming into a large mouth that bit down on the spot where Gu Xinran had been just a moment before.

Seeing this, Gu Xinran, who had already retreated over a hundred zhang, could not help but reveal a look of lingering fear.

If she had not retreated the very first moment her consciousness returned.

She would certainly have been swallowed by the black mist by now.

After the black mist missed its target.

It rolled and surged, transforming into a human figure.

The figure appeared to be middle-aged.

After appearing, they did not look at Gu Xinran, but instead looked further back at Wang Jianqiang.

A sinister glint flashed in their eyes.

"Junior, you dare to ruin this seat's plans."

"This seat will extract your soul and refine your spirit!"