Chapter 224: Wu Earth Yellow Sand

At a glance, the ground was nothing but yellow sand.

Yunhe immediately extended his spiritual sense, pulling out two third-rank protective talismans to keep at his side.

The 'Luotian Secret Realm' was originally created by the demon race in ancient times to cultivate the miraculous root 'Luotian Hulu Vine'; although the realm's birth mainly relied on that vine, back then who knows how many demons dwelled within, so calling it a small Yao Shou Shijie is not an exaggeration.

After so many years, although the demon beasts there have either died or been slain, their strength is no longer what it once was, yet many demon beasts still remain.

It is obvious that the demon beasts that survived are mostly of extraordinary strength.

Yunhe wasn't particularly interested in demon beast materials, after all, if he wanted demon beast materials, he could mostly obtain them from the Demon Beast Body.

What he wanted was the treasure within this secret realm.

Of course.

In the vast Yao Shou Shijie, there surely is the Nascent Soul supreme treasure that Yunhe needs.

Not to mention the Yao Shou Shijie, even in the world of cultivation, in the Upper Cloud Realm or the Eastern Realm, there surely are Nascent Soul supreme treasures.

But the problem is, in the vast Yao Shou Shijie, the vast world of cultivation, where would Nascent Soul supreme treasures be so easy to find? This Luotian Secret Realm is the only place he knows that might possibly harbor a Nascent Soul supreme treasure.

The 'Luotian Secret Realm' is vast; just the range of its eight regions is broad, and seeking a Nascent Soul supreme treasure is no easy task.

But even if it's harder, it's still better than searching for a needle in a haystack in the vast world of cultivation.

Muttering to himself, Yunhe lifted his foot and walked toward the direction where the vines had previously slid and retracted.

The eight great regions are not small, but there is one point that can be considered experience summed up by the ancients.

That is, the closer one gets to the central area of the secret realm, the higher the chance of treasure birth.

Of course, the closer to the central area, the greater the danger.

Like them, each thrown into a different region, as long as those Nascent Soul old monsters aren't just idling, they couldn't cross a region to deal with a Golden Core cultivator; but if one enters the central area, there's still a high chance of encountering them.

Therefore, what Yunhe most hopes for is naturally to find what he needs without entering the central area.

The spiritual energy here is indeed extremely thin.

It probably doesn't even reach the spiritual energy density of a first-rank low-grade spirit vein, which would undoubtedly make it extremely difficult for cultivators who enter to recover their mana after expenditure.

One can only take mana-restoring elixirs, or simply draw spiritual energy from Spirit Stones.

Good thing I've gathered quite a few Spirit Stones.

Although Yunhe used many Spirit Stones to forge the 'Heavenly Demon Armor', most of them were low-grade Spirit Stones, with only a small amount of medium-grade Spirit Stones.

Yunhe still has nearly a thousand medium-grade Spirit Stones of various attributes on him, as well as four high-grade Spirit Stones.

Yunhe, who possesses a Mini Five Elements Spirit Body, is not picky about the attributes of Spirit Stones.

This at least counts as an advantage, right?

Besides, the demonic energy here is quite abundant.

After leaving the vine leaves, everyone randomly appeared in various places of the desert, which actually saved Yunhe a lot of trouble.

Having a spiritual sense comparable to that of a perfected Golden Core cultivator also gives Yunhe a greater advantage over others in this environment.

After walking a stretch, he hadn't encountered any cultivators, but instead found some traces of demon beast activity; however, from those traces, the demon beasts active in the desert seemed not to be strong.

He immediately pinched a seal and unleashed an evasion technique, flying toward the distance.

Not long after flying, Yunhe had no choice but to stop his evasion light and land on the ground.

Because this place differs from when Yunhe had just left the leaves; although the ground was covered in yellow sand, it was extremely quiet.

Moreover, the yellow sand filled the sky, the strong wind was bitterly cold, and the howling gale rolled up billowing yellow sand, not only obscuring vision and reducing visibility, but also providing greater convenience for demon beasts in the desert to move.

If it were just that, it would be fine; given Yunhe's spiritual sense and cultivation base, ordinary wind and sand would not affect him much.

But he could feel that ahead, the sky-filling yellow sand had changed; not only was the range of his spiritual sense probe suppressed, but a faint sense of danger also made him dare not fly recklessly.

At the same time, several cultivators standing firm outside that special flying sand undoubtedly confirmed this.

Fellow Daoist Yunhe!

As soon as Yunhe landed, an old Daoist approached him, and his voice also drew the sideways glances of several nearby cultivators.

But upon seeing Yunhe and sensing his cultivation base, they all withdrew their gazes.

Fellow Daoist Li.

Yunhe, with his usual expression, saluted the old Daoist, while Li Yuanfan had already walked up close to him and lowered his voice to say:

Fellow Daoist Yunhe, this place is dangerous.

He said, slanting his gaze.

Following his gaze, Yunhe saw a broken corpse that had lost all movement, half-covered in sand, yet emitting no trace of bloody odor.

From the wounds on the corpse, it was clear that this person was also a cultivator who entered the secret realm together with Yunhe and the others; his attire still gave Yunhe a vague impression—he was an early-stage Golden Core cultivator.

Leaving the leaves, he had randomly landed somewhere in the desert.

It seems he landed here and, before he could react, was ambushed by demon beasts.

But his storage bag was missing.

It was likely taken by someone who arrived earlier.

'His hands and feet are really quick.'

Yunhe couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Thinking it over, Yunhe raised his eyes to gaze at the howling yellow sand.

Here there is an extremely clear 'boundary line'; although the area where Yunhe and his companions are also swept with large amounts of sand particles, it poses little danger to them as Golden Core cultivators.

But once crossing this 'boundary line', the sand seemed to contain some special power; Yunhe's hand thrust into it felt a slight sting.

You know, his physical body at this moment could match that of an early-stage third-rank demon beast!

Even Yunhe felt a slight sting; if Li Yuanfan were to walk in unprepared, he'd likely be drenched in blood within three breaths.

"Wu Earth Qi?"

Yunhe blinked in surprise.

From within that yellow sand, he sensed a hint of Wu Earth qi.

This made him involuntarily think of Fei Ling, who once controlled the Wu Earth black sand.

Now his Wu Earth black sand has already been smelted by Yunhe into the 'Thick Earth Cauldron'.

Although he obtained much information about the 'Heavenly Net Secret Realm' from the Lightbell Fairy, it was not detailed to every place in each region.

But Wu Earth qi cannot arise out of nowhere; evidently this place hides some secret.

Withdrawing his hand, Yunhe gazed off to both sides.

Noticing his action, Li Yuanfan involuntarily spoke:

"This poor Daoist has already surveyed it; this sand stretches endlessly, and it seems only by entering it can one reach the core of this desert."

Hearing this, Yunhe felt no surprise, nodding thoughtfully.

Then there's no choice; although there are also demonic beasts outside this Wu Earth desert, they are rather barren, so if one wants to obtain something good, entering this Wu Earth desert becomes inevitable.

Just then, a cold snort sounded from nearby.

Immediately afterward, a cultivator wearing a reddish-brown robe flicked his sleeve, producing a palm-sized small bell; accompanied by a deep, muffled sound, a deep-yellow light shield enveloped him as he stepped step by step into the Wu Earth yellow sand.

And the sand striking the light shield released by his small bell made a 'shasha' sound.

Seeing that this person was unharmed, the remaining few cultivators' faces lit up slightly, and they each produced their own treasures and entered the Wu Earth yellow sand.

Gazing at each cultivator walking into the wind and sand, Li Yuanfan couldn't help but ask: "Yun Dao friend, we."

Seeing his posture, it seemed he had made up his mind to act together with Yunhe.

As for this, Yunhe didn't say much, merely furrowing his brow suddenly.

The next second.

"Ah!!!"

A cry of pain came from the yellow sand.

His line of sight could no longer reach, but Yunhe's divine sense still caught something.

He "saw" that the cultivators who had first stepped into the Wu Earth yellow sand had not yet walked out a li when they suddenly suffered an attack from demonic beasts emanating from the sand layer.

It was a scorpion clad in deep brown armor, small in size but very fast, and its demonic power also seemed not strong—at most the level of a Second-tier Beast.

Originally this person had also noticed the scorpion's appearance, but because its demonic power was weak, he didn't take it to heart.

Who would have thought, the scorpion itself is not strong, but its suspended tail sting seems somewhat mysterious, actually able to pierce directly the protective shield raised by his small bell, lodging in his body, which caused him to cry out in pain.

Not only him, but the other cultivators who had entered the Wu Earth yellow sand also successively suffered scorpion attacks, appearing somewhat flustered.

"This

Li Yuanfan's divine sense obviously also noticed this, and his face involuntarily tightened.

But Yunhe's eyes flashed with a faint light: "Sandflow Tomb Scorpion."

This is a spirit insect famous on the "Spirit Insect Ranking"; although its rank is not high, only 131st, the ability carried by its tail sting is somewhat special, actually having a faint "Breaking Seal" effect.

Yunhe looked at Li Yuanfan, his expression turned solemn, and he said in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoist Li, though we have just met and can act together, the secret realm is perilous; I, Yun, may not even be able to protect myself, so I'll speak plainly first: if we truly encounter an irresistible danger, Fellow Daoist Li must still prepare himself mentally."

"That is natural."

Li Yuanfan naturally understood the stakes, but after all, they were acquaintances; being able to act together is somewhat better than facing danger alone.

After speaking, Yunhe slightly nodded, then quickly made a hand seal, and five-colored splendid light flashed on his body.

"Go!"

Saying that, he also stepped into this Wu Earth yellow sand.

Behind him, Li Yuanfan's gaze focused, he muttered an incantation, then turned his two fingers into a sword and shouted low, "Rise!"

From his body flew a peculiar yellow talisman, accompanied by a light 'hum' vibration, which split into several strands that hovered around his sides.

Having done these, he then chased after Yunhe.

And when he saw the yellow faint light surrounding Yunhe's body, without using any treasure, his face showed a hint of surprise.

The Wu Earth yellow sand, upon contacting the yellow light encircling Yunhe, not only failed to stir any ripple, but actually seemed to faintly brim with a faint glow.

However, Li Yuanfan also sensibly refrained from asking, merely silently following behind Yunhe.

As the two entered, the "Sandflow Tomb Scorpion" that had previously attacked the other cultivators naturally would not avoid them.

But having learned from the earlier person's experience, the two also made preparations.

After all, these scorpions are at most around the Second Stage level; though their tail stings are somewhat mysterious, as long as they are not touched, there is no danger.

What Li Yuanfan walking behind did not notice was that, ahead, Yunhe, while easily dealing with the "Sandflow Tomb Scorpion", was holding a palm-sized turtle shell in one hand.

From time to time, a strand of earth-yellow qi would flow into it, making the faint light on the turtle shell become more solid.

"This 'Wu Earth qi', although usually just a single strand, when accumulated also makes an excellent material for forging the 'Subdue Demon Armor'."

To others, the perilous Wu Earth yellow sand, but in Yunhe's hands, became a good thing.

It must be said.

In fact, the entire cultivation world is full of treasures; it's just that those who don't know how to use them regard them as dangers, while those who do see them as treasures.

"Huh?"

Yunhe, who was gathering the "Wu Earth qi" to forge the "Subdue Demon Armor", suddenly sensed something and looked toward a sand slope.

(End of chapter)