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Seven days later, Lin Qiubai raced according to the map's instructions, finally finding himself only five thousand miles away from the treasure that had fallen from the sky.
However, this five thousand miles was the most difficult distance to approach.
Because this place was a swamp, perpetually shrouded in miasma, teeming with venomous insects and ferocious beasts.
The vast swamp stretched endlessly, with a foul odor mixed with the miasma that made one feel quite uncomfortable.
Not to mention the green venomous insects, the bright red long snakes, the centipedes crawling with many legs, and the jumping ants...
This swamp resembled decaying fruit peels, nurturing all kinds of mold, bacteria, and viruses.
Lin Qiubai stood at the edge of the swamp, gazing apprehensively at the thick brown miasma that lingered in the air.
"Can we really go in and explore?"
"It's a swamp. I happen to have the Elixir Recipe for Antidote Pill. The required herbs are quite simple; you have them on you and can refine a batch right here. Otherwise, even a Creation Realm expert would suffer."
After saying this, the spirit of the vessel waved its hand, presenting the Elixir Recipe in Lin Qiubai's mind.
Lin Qiubai immediately sat cross-legged, took out the cauldron belonging to the Lord of Cloud Pavilion, and began refining pills. The Antidote Pill was a second-grade pill, but for Lin Qiubai, even though it was his first time refining it, he did so effortlessly and smoothly, especially with the last batch of pills.
Four shallow green pill patterns were engraved on it, elevating the quality of the pill to a new level.
The pill patterns were round and full, leaving the spirit of the vessel speechless.
"Refining pills with Supreme Heavenly Dao! Just casually creating a four-pattern pill. If you refine seventh or eighth-grade pills in the future, it will be equally astonishing..."
The artifact spirit shivered all over, finding the thought terrifying!
"Alright."
Lin Qiubai put away the six bottles of Elixir on the ground, nodding in satisfaction. Six bottles of Elixir contained a total of fifty Antidote Pills, and the effect of one Elixir could last for three days, which was enough for Lin Qiubai.
"Master, there is a stone tablet over there. We can go take a look."
The artifact spirit pointed to the south. Hearing this, Lin Qiubai nodded and walked slowly toward the direction of the stone tablet.
It was a black stone tablet, three meters tall and one meter wide, with densely packed blood characters that were particularly vivid:
"This place is the old site of the Holy Evil Sect from ten thousand years ago. The Holy Evil Sect was jointly destroyed by the Nine Great Sacred Lands."
Thus, the former center of the evil cult was destroyed; however, the center had a Formation that caused this area to become a swamp filled with dense miasma. Warriors below the Yuan Dan Realm should not venture here...
"It’s actually the old site of the Holy Evil Sect."
Lin Qiubai was taken aback. The Holy Evil Sect was the first Sect of the Xian Sheng Dynasty ten thousand years ago, and its strength and foundation should not be underestimated! It was likely fraught with danger!
Lin Qiubai's expression turned serious; this Heavenly Path Payment System was indeed pushing him into conflict with Evil Cultivators.
It was malicious!
However, that Heavenly Treasure Chest was hidden deep within the swamp. Lin Qiubai would risk himself to obtain the Treasure Chest.
Because every Treasure Chest represented immense Fortune; if Lin Qiubai could not obtain it, his enemies would. If his enemies got it, Lin Qiubai would be in trouble.
So Lin Qiubai had no choice but to go! No matter how treacherous the path ahead was, whether it was a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, he had to venture forth!
With this thought in mind, Lin Qiubai flickered and gracefully disappeared into the mist, rushing deeper into the swamp.
After traveling for a thousand miles, focused solely on racing deeper into the marshlands, Lin Qiubai, who occasionally unleashed a punch to blast away obstructing Mystical Beasts, suddenly froze in surprise. There were sounds of fighting ahead!
Driven by curiosity and the instinct to flee at the first sign of danger, Lin Qiubai lightly tapped his toes on a branch, increasing his speed dramatically, and in an instant, he was within fifty meters of the battle circle.
Within a few breaths, Lin Qiubai quietly landed on an ancient tree and peered through the dense leaves at the fierce combat below.
He saw a Purple Skirt Girl being besieged by several men in black.
The Purple Skirt Girl's hair was disheveled, and blood flowed from her fingertips, causing her face to slightly wrinkle in pain.
"You... are sent by my good brothers, aren't you? You truly are relentless! One batch after another!"
The girl bit her silver teeth lightly, her willow-like brows furrowing in anger. In her fury, she exuded a valiant aura.
"You don't need to know much about that; we are merely here to collect money for services rendered," the leader of the men in black sneered. Taking advantage of the Purple Skirt Girl's momentary distraction, he swiftly lunged forward with his sword.
As the sword thrust out, the trees wished to be still but the wind would not cease; countless green leaves shattered into powder. Even from fifty meters away, Lin Qiubai could smell the fragrance of the leaves.
It was a refreshing scent that penetrated deep into his lungs but was laced with an air of death.
Lin Qiubai inhaled the fragrance of the leaves, and then his figure shot backward gracefully.
He knew that with this sword strike, the girl, already at a disadvantage, would be caught off guard, severely injured and spitting blood, ultimately meeting her demise under the onslaught of the crowd.
However, none of this concerned Lin Qiubai. In a personal feud, it was unclear who was right or wrong; why should he intervene?
"You have seen what you shouldn't have. Leave your head behind!"
Unexpectedly, the leading man in black swung his sword, striking like a bolt of lightning toward Lin Qiubai.
His Sword Intent was fierce, having reached a mastery of one-tenth of Sword Intent, with a deeper understanding of Realm than Lin Qiubai. This was the accumulation of time.
Lin Qiubai's expression changed as his gaze swiftly scanned the surroundings.
The Sword Intent spread out like a rain of acid falling from the sky, piercing the surrounding leaves with tiny holes.
Even the ancient tree's branches were marked with deep scars, blood-like sap flowing down...
"In the next life, remember: if you see something you shouldn't, don't foolishly stand by and watch! It can be deadly!"
The swordsman’s head was shrouded in a black cloak, his voice muffled and heavy, reminiscent of a corrupt eunuch causing chaos in court, evoking a sense of disgust.
Lin Qiubai suddenly halted, clenched his fists tightly, and the vibrant red energy coalesced into blood-colored gauntlets before him.
With a clean and decisive punch, he struck out.
"Bang!"
A loud explosion suddenly erupted from the radius of a hundred meters, and in an instant, all the Vital Energy was drained by that single punch.
The powerful suction rendered the man in black immobile! He could only watch helplessly as the blood-red fist heavily struck the Longsword.
"Hahaha! You are the most foolish opponent I have ever encountered. My Cup Shadow Sword is a Spirit-Level Superior Martial Technique; even a strong practitioner at the Yuan Dan Realm cannot destroy it. How could you be so stupid!?"
The man in black laughed derisively, as if he were looking at a fool.
However, in the next moment, a deep sense of panic surged across his face.
The smile that was still forming was abruptly cut off.
"How... is this possible?"
The man in black was utterly bewildered. His prideful Spirit-Level Superior Longsword was being obliterated by this young man who had just entered the Yuan Dan Realm.
It shattered into countless black fragments that shot out in all directions. A single fragment could slice through a century-old tree. The sound of giant trees crashing down echoed continuously.
"Thud!"
At the same time, the man's chest caved in three inches from that punch, and he spat blood from his mouth and nose, his body being violently thrown back. He scraped along the ground, leaving a blood trail over a hundred meters long before finally stopping beside the Purple Skirt Girl.
"Hiss..."
The companions of the man in black gasped in shock. Panic spread across their faces. This person had clearly just entered the Yuan Dan Realm; how could he send Lord Qiao, who had already reached the fifth level of the Yuan Dan Realm, flying a hundred meters with just one punch!?
The combat power... is it a bit too outrageous?!
Just as they were astonished, Lin Qiubai slowly walked into the battle circle.
With his hands behind his back, he looked down at the so-called Lord Qiao, indifferently gripping Lord Qiao's neck and twisting it forcefully.
"Come out, I can sense your presence. The strength of a Creation Realm first layer, yet you're being so sneaky!"
Lin Qiubai sneered contemptuously.
"Entering the Yuan Dan Realm and being this arrogant, it seems you don't know the meaning of danger!"
The Masked Man shouted coldly, instantly appearing in front of Lin Qiubai.
Transcendent of Creation.
His strength was incredibly formidable!
Lin Qiubai knew he was not a match, but he had already been discovered.
There was no possibility of escape.
Today, the situation was dire; either the Transcendent of Creation would fall, or Lin Qiubai would die...
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