Lin Zheyu murmured.
This stream, filled with dense Yin energy, was sothing he had just stumbled upon by accident.
The liquid in the stream contained Yin energy that was far denser, dozens of tis denser, than the Yin energy in the air.
Moreover, the closer to the upstream, the more terrifying the Yin energy within the liquid beca.
Lin Zheyu planned to head upstream to see the place where the Yin energy was most concentrated.
He wanted to try and see how effective using the Yin energy to supply power for Source Power would be.
Swish~~
The further he walked, the larger the stream beca.
What Lin Zheyu had found before was just a small branch among countless branches of this stream.
Swish!
Suddenly, a creature with a ferocious face, resembling a seal, leaped out from the stream, lunging at Lin Zheyu.
Thud—
Thud, thud—
A blade glead montarily, and in an instant, the demon jumping from the stream was sliced into dozens of pieces.
"This area is transforming into demonic land!"
Looking at the flowing stream, Lin Zheyu had a bad feeling.
What he had seen and heard over the past two days had made him deeply understand the horror of space-ti nodes.
Lin Zheyu grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, noticing that the surrounding soil had also mutated under the erosion of the Yin energy.
If the space-ti node was not closed soon, the entire area shrouded by the Demon God Barrier might turn into demonic land.
Swish~
Lin Zheyu continued forward, the sound of the stream growing louder, and the Yin energy within it becoming more terrifying.
Chirp!
Suddenly.
A sharp cry echoed.
The cry contained astonishing energy, entering his ears, reaching his mind, causing Lin Zheyu to feel montarily dizzy.
Whoosh!
A terrifying pressure of true intent rose from Lin Zheyu’s body instantly, his spirit recovering from the dizziness at once.
In the blink of an eye when he opened his eyes, he sensed a terrifying gust of wind approaching, with sharp claws descending from the sky, aiming at his head.
Lin Zheyu’s right foot stomped forward fiercely, and the Purple Thunder Demon Slaying Blade suddenly thrust upwards.
Chirp!
In the sky, a large demon flapped its wings, emitting a piercing scream, quickly soaring, attempting to evade Lin Zheyu’s strike.
However, how could Lin Zheyu let it have its way?
Boom!
A terrifying booming sound rang out, Lin Zheyu’s body leaped like a rocket, the long blade unleashing a terrifying blade light in the night sky.
Thud—
Chirp~~
The blade sliced through the demon’s body, splitting it in two instantly, falling to the ground.
Chirp—
Chirp, chirp—
Lin Zheyu’s body descended from the air, just about to dismantle the flying demon into pieces when dozens of sharp cries echoed from afar.
"..."
"Damn, so many flying demons!"
Lin Zheyu quickly sheathed his blade, vanishing from sight without looking back.
Currently alone, he didn’t want to get entangled with the demons.
The concentration of Yin energy here was high; Lin Zheyu worried that the commotion from the fight might attract even more terrifying demons.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait!"
"These demons are Demon Nibirds; their bodies hold great value."
"If you can help kill the Demon Ni Bird King, I shall thank you generously!"
As Lin Zheyu ran, a man’s voice suddenly appeared in his consciousness.
Lin Zheyu couldn’t help but be startled.
In his sensing field, he hadn’t detected anyone approaching.
Moreover, the way the voice was transmitted was not via the Secret Transmission he was familiar with.
The so-called Secret Transmission is when a Martial Artist uses true energy to convey sound directly to another’s ears through true energy.
However, the man’s voice directly resonated in his mind, vastly different from the Martial Artist’s Secret Transmission.
"Cultivator?!"
Lin Zheyu quickly realized.
Calling him a fellow daoist and using such a mystical transmission thod, clearly, it couldn’t be a Martial Artist.
Lin Zheyu felt sowhat tempted.
More than two days into the Demon God Barrier and he had not gained much.
A newly discovered demonic river containing astonishing Yin energy, and before he could reach the upstream, such an incident occurred.
If he could connect with other Cultivators and enter their circle, it would greatly benefit Lin Zheyu’s future developnt.
He was currently troubled about how to obtain information from Cultivators and where to earn Spirit Stones.
Chirp!
The sharp piercing cries ca closer.
The terrifying sounds, like demonic tunes, poured into Lin Zheyu’s mind.
But Lin Zheyu was already on guard, and under layers of powerful true intent defenses, these strange soul-targeting cries did not affect him at all.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist!"
The voice continued from behind.
Over 400 ters behind Lin Zheyu was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man who was thrilled to see Lin Zheyu slow down.
"Seems like he’s just a newbie venturing out..."
The man murmured, a crafty smile appearing on his face as he felt his plan was succeeding.
Behind him, a massive demon over six ters long suddenly let out a sharp cry.
The cry entered the man’s mind, causing him to involuntarily hesitate.
"How can there be Demon Nibirds here!"
"Damn it, weren’t the ancient records saying that Demon Nibirds were a kind of variant demon, extrely rare in numbers!"
The man quickly recovered from the dizziness, inwardly cursing.
His hands rapidly ford Seal Skills, eyes fixed on Lin Zheyu’s direction, ready to unleash them.
’A bit closer, a bit closer...’
The man whispered, his eyes narrowing, revealing a glint of malice.
Years of experience adventuring had taught him one thing: when facing danger, he didn’t have to run the fastest.
As long as he ran faster than his companions, it was enough.
...
Lin Zheyu slowed his pace.
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