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"Although facing the danger of death, being able to take a shortcut to obtain high-quality Realm is definitely not a bad deal.
Cultivation is about becoming stronger, enduring pain, and experiencing death; what does it matter?"
Lin Qiubai was indifferent. His gaze slightly serious, his mind conjured the formidable imagined enemy that shook the Three Thousand Great Realms—the Dragon Clan.
Ever since Lin Qiubai killed the Ancestral Dragon Phantom and saved Zhen Xian, he had become enemies with the Dragon Clan.
If Lin Qiubai did not seize every moment to grow stronger, perhaps in the near future, he would be easily wiped out by a powerful Dragon Clan member descending from the sky.
That kind of despair felt exactly the same as the hopelessness he experienced after leaving Xianlong City and encountering the Evil Cultivator!
It made Lin Qiubai's heart race with a tearing sensation.
Because of weakness, because of being unable to control the situation, leading to tragedy—this was something Lin Qiubai never wanted to experience again!
"Hey, are you okay?"
Yuan Chonghuan approached gracefully, looking up and down at Lin Qiubai, noticing that he hadn't changed much.
"I knew that good people don't live long, and calamities last for a thousand years. Sigh, better wear the jade pendant; being a girl feels so awkward."
Yuan Chonghuan licked her lips. Putting on the jade pendant, she presented herself again as that stunning swordsman.
She had worn the jade pendant since childhood and was accustomed to her male identity, though she did not shy away from showing her feminine side in front of Lin Qiubai.
But it was still more comfortable to act like a man.
Lin Qiubai was taken aback.
"The side effects of these crystals are quite severe; you can use a maximum of ten at a time. So I’ll give you twenty. Tonight, we’ll continue hunting. However, the formation needs to be reconstructed. Let’s change locations."
Lin Qiubai rubbed his chin, meticulously planning.
Seeing Yuan Chonghuan nod in agreement, he no longer lingered, his figure flickering as he reached for the powerful spotlight.
Transforming into a long rainbow, he dashed toward the location of the Essence of Artistic Conception of wind.
After all, Lin Qiubai's main purpose for entering this secret realm was to obtain the wind Realm nurtured by the Nine Origin Creation Ruler and to slightly restore the damaged Innate Mysterious Artifact.
So naturally, he needed to get closer to it. He couldn't go off course!
The two raced for a hundred miles, found a suitable spot, and then worked together to modify the terrain to create a shelter for the night.
After altering the terrain, Lin Qiubai sat cross-legged and began sketching out the formation.
His mastery of formations had become increasingly refined.
Now, his proficiency had reached a point where he could sketch nearly a hundred sealing formations in an instant!
In the midst of laughter and conversation, one can easily wave a hand to seal a warrior at the Third Layer of the Yuan Dan Realm!
Of course, this is a formation used on the battlefield, merely a disordered arrangement of basic formations.
Thus, the sealing time is very short, often only lasting for three breaths or ten breaths.
Using formations also requires adaptability.
In life-and-death battles, sealing an opponent for three breaths is sufficient.
No warrior dares to spend a lot of time sketching formations in such critical fights.
That would lead to a swift death.
As for Zhong Liang, with his peak strength at the Death Profound Realm, sealing the Corpse Demon King for tens of thousands of years is another matter entirely.
That is a fight to the death.
Since death is inevitable, Senior Zhong Liang might as well take the risk and fight with all his might!
Of course, sealing an opponent for ten thousand years cannot rely solely on basic formations.
It requires specialized formation diagrams.
Because formation diagrams can maximize the energy utilization of basic formations!
If one handles the spatial relationships between basic formations according to the formation diagram, then a million basic formations arranged in order can unleash the terrifying energy equivalent to tens of millions of basic formations arranged in disorder.
The formation diagram possesses the incredible power to transform decay into the miraculous.
Sadly, Lin Qiubai currently does not have a formation diagram.
Thus, he can only arrange the basic formations according to his own understanding.
His methods are quite rudimentary: lacking in quality, he compensates with quantity!
...
Busy until dusk, Lin Qiubai finally outlined the sealing and concealment formations, making them even more robust than before.
They are also more concealed.
He can proceed without any worries.
Satisfied, Lin Qiubai clapped his hands and arranged the powerful searchlights outside the formation.
Surrounded by trenches and protective formations, Yuan Chonghuan's logistical activities are absolutely secure.
"Alright. Tomorrow I will start refining more powerful searchlights."
Lin Qiubai felt a sense of accomplishment; resources are precious, and opportunities must not be missed.
There are at least tens of thousands of Blood Bats in this secret realm, and it would be foolish not to take advantage of them.
Moreover, if the Blood Bats in other areas can help him comprehend other Realms, then Lin Qiubai alone would need nearly three thousand Realm Crystals.
A massacre must be carried out to meet the demand!
Lin Qiubai pondered, standing outside the formation with Yuan Chonghuan, gazing into the distance at the sky, waiting for nightfall.
A figure suddenly entered their line of sight.
Those who could enter the secret realm were naturally disciples of the Holy Sect.
This young man was named Zheng Bei, a fourth-year disciple with a cultivation level of the fifth stage of the Yuan Dan Realm. In a place where talents were abundant, he was merely of average standard.
Zheng Bei seemed to have just fought a bloody battle, with bloodstains all over him and his clothes in disarray, looking somewhat disheveled.
"Is that...?"
Zheng Bei was taken aback, and joy appeared on his face.
Wasn't this the newcomer who had nearly six hundred trump cards before entering the secret realm?!
A person of great renown!
Each trump card could easily kill a peak Yuan Dan Realm expert or withstand a full-force attack from a powerful Yuan Dan Realm practitioner.
A powerhouse who could take hits and deal out tremendous damage!
Overwhelmed with joy, Zheng Bei rushed towards Lin Qiubai in a panic. Before he could steady himself, he bowed deeply.
"Master Lin, please save me!"
He is very smart.
The masters in the Creation Realm all refer to Lin Qiubai as junior brother, so he naturally cannot act recklessly and must address them as masters.
This trivial detail reveals the person's keen insight. It also shows how much Lin Qiubai means to him: he would rather lower his status than offend him.
Lin Qiubai and Yuan Chonghuan exchanged glances.
What does this mean? During the day, there seems to be no danger, right?
Seemingly sensing the confusion between the two, Zheng Bei quickly explained, "Master Lin, it’s like this: last night, a strange beast suddenly appeared.
We were caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties!
Although we managed to fend it off until dawn, we are already extremely hungry.
We killed and roasted the Blood Bat, but unexpectedly today, half of our fellow brothers have lost their minds... They are right behind us!"
Lin Qiubai was taken aback.
Eating the flesh of the Blood Bat can lead to madness?
That’s truly terrifying!
Fortunately, he had no thoughts of eating the Blood Bat.
Otherwise, he might have already lost his sanity by now.
However, should this person be saved or not?
Before Lin Qiubai could make a decision, a dozen powerful figures appeared on the distant horizon.
They ranged from the seventh level of the Yuan Dan Realm to the peak of the Yuan Dan Realm.
But all of them had lost their life force.
They were clearly the corpses of Blood Bats that had been consumed and then controlled by some unknown substance.
They charged wildly towards Lin Qiubai.
"This must be the work of insect manipulation..."
The weapon spirit looked alarmed.
"I've noticed it too. These Blood Bats, every night, descend to the ground to fight.
There's nothing on the ground to compete for, so why do they keep fighting?"
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