Daoist Master Xuan continued to smile and said, "And the elixir pill needed for the Nirvana Realm is the Nirvana Pill. Inside this Nirvana Pill, there is an extrely important main ingredient called [Blood Nether Soil]. [Blood Nether Soil] is extrely scarce throughout the entire Great Heng. Even if various sects exhaust their efforts, it’s hard to obtain a portion. Perhaps we can find it here."
"Blood Nether Soil..."
Jiang Shi murmured to himself, "When does the Divine-Demonic Trade Market open?"
"If we calculate the ti, it should be soon, at most three to five days. And in these three to five days, it’s also enough ti for to translate this [Sutra of the Departed Soul]."
Daoist Master Xuan smiled.
"Great, Daoist Master Xuan, you truly are my lucky star!"
Jiang Shi said with a smile.
Daoist Master Xuan smiled faintly and did not speak further.
Ti passed thereafter.
Jiang Shi sat cross-legged here, waiting.
Daoist Master Xuan, on the other hand, feverishly researched the green copper plate.
He said three to five days, but his efficiency was actually faster than imagined.
After only two days, Daoist Master Xuan let out a long breath, his face sweating profusely, showing a rich smile, having successfully translated the text above.
Jiang Shi received his translated scripture and was overjoyed, imdiately starting cultivation with the [Sutra of the Departed Soul].
Just like that, ti flew, and another three days passed.
Under Jiang Shi’s exceptional [Enlightennt Talent], it took just three days for him to successfully integrate the [Sutra of the Departed Soul].
Outside the cave.
Jiang Shi smiled faintly, hands rapidly forming dharma seals, dazzlingly, gently pointing at the void ahead.
Whoosh!
A breeze swept by, rippling through space.
A large mass of black aura surged rapidly from the void, vast and eerie, but in the blink of an eye, these strange black vapors receded again, disappearing without a trace.
Replacing them were countless souls and corpses, each with vacant eyes, muddled like puppets, appearing before Jiang Shi.
The entire valley was almost filled directly.
Stretching endlessly, a dense black mass.
Roughly estimated, there were at least tens of thousands of such corpses or spirits.
There were humans, alien races, and divine demon descendants; there were even many gigantic demon beast figures, towering over ten ters tall.
"So many?"
Jiang Shi stood aghast.
"In this world, ancient to present, far too many have died. Every inch of land is stained with blood, so summoning so many corpses is not surprising at all."
Daoist Master Xuan sighed gently, walking out from the cave dwelling behind, casually retrieving two Nether Blood Banners.
"Truly unbelievable..."
Jiang Shi’s eyes flickered, saying, "This cultivation technique, it feels more sinister and powerful than any I’ve encountered before."
The souls and corpses, dead for so many years, can be summoned anew.
That’s sowhat exaggerated.
"Indeed, this cultivation technique has a massive backstory."
Daoist Master Xuan nodded, saying, "It’s recorded in ancient divine script, which says that tens of thousands of years ago, the Evil Dao Sect’s strength and status were far stronger than the Celestial Demon Sect. Later, they lost this [Sect’s Heart thod], and were gradually overshadowed by the Celestial Demon Sect. Eventually, they chose to live in seclusion. Now, most in the world likely don’t even know that the [Evil Dao Sect] exists."
"I see."
Jiang Shi’s eyes flashed briefly.
It seems this ti he’s truly picked up a treasure.
As he contemplated, the countless spirits and corpses before him began to move swiftly, like a tide, surging rapidly.
The only regret was that these summoned spirits and corpses were too weak. Despite their astounding numbers, their strength was such that they broke at the slightest touch.
However, he believed that with deepening mastery of the cultivation technique, these summoned spirits and corpses would surely grow stronger.
"How many days have passed?"
Jiang Shi inquired.
"Exactly five days."
Daoist Master Xuan nodded, saying, "The Divine-Demonic Trade Market should be ready to start."
"Let’s go!"
Jiang Shi exclaid.
Their bodies flickered and disappeared from this place in an instant.
Just as they vanished, the countless spirits and corpses in the area before them collapsed like earth crumbling, disintegrating into endless black aura, surging in all directions.
...
Though called a trade market, the Divine-Demonic Trade Market can also be understood as a black market.
The difference is.
This locale is a black market convened by divine demon descendants.
Most items circulated here are handed down by divine demons.
Tens of thousands of years ago, after divine demons vanished and the earth was exhausted, the treasures of heaven and earth in this realm reduced by about ninety percent, making blood pills difficult to practice, let alone Nirvana.
The root cause is simply insufficient resources!
Forget the Nirvana Pill, even the Blood God Pill is enough to cause a sensation across the entire world.
The Divine-Demonic Trade Market’s position happens to be in a region west of the Divine Tomb.
This place is perpetually shrouded in mist, covering a vast area.
It’s mostly ancient ruins, stretching endlessly.
Only the central region is fenced in by arrays, forming a massive open area, ensuring that no one daring to steal treasures from here easily.
Even if soone snatches another’s item, it’s hard to escape from here.
"Dad, is there really Divine Guidance Grass as you said?"
In the fog, three figures cautiously walked towards an open area ahead. One of them was a rather charming girl, curiously whispering.
"Shut up, if I said there’s sothing, there is. Just watch my performance later."
Zhao Houcai whispered.
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