"Let’s not talk about those ancient things anymore." Xu Canghai changed the subject, full of expectation: "Since we’ve managed to get in, we must carefully search for this opportunity!"
Xia Hou also laughed: "Indeed, we must look carefully for the opportunity!"
The Land of Fortune is the dream of the two.
Now that they could enter it, they must search carefully no matter what.
Just then.
A Sword Pavilion Disciple exclaid as he pulled out a longsword from the dark red soil: "Wow, is this actually a magic artifact?"
Xu Canghai explained with a smile: "No one in the Nine Provinces can craft magic artifacts; the ones we see today all originate from this battlefield!"
Finding a magic artifact right after entering was a good on, making everyone serious about their search.
They wished they could dig three feet deep into the ground to see if there were any magic artifacts buried underneath.
Xu Wendong, however, appeared relaxed as he was absorbing the spiritual energy of nature. After all, the spiritual energy here was abundant, perhaps enough to help him break through the barrier and step into the Nascent Soul Stage.
As for magic artifacts...
Magic artifacts held no allure for him.
He could craft one any ti he needed.
However.
He was shocked to find that his speed of absorbing the spiritual energy here was far slower than outside.
Even slower than on Earth.
"What’s going on? Why can’t I absorb the spiritual energy here?" Xu Wendong was bewildered.
He could indeed feel the abundant spiritual energy rushing toward him.
But.
Only less than one-thousandth of it entered his body.
He had never encountered such a situation before.
As the saying goes, unusual occurrences are bound to have sothing strange behind them, and facing this, he dared not be careless.
"Master, I’d like to cultivate here for a while; you all go ahead and search for opportunities!" Xu Wendong said to Xu Canghai.
Xu Canghai didn’t say much, just reminded Xu Wendong to be safe before leading everyone away.
Xu Wendong, on the other hand, found a quiet valley, where he opened a cave and set up a small barrier, sitting cross-legged to begin cultivation.
"This isn’t right!"
"Why is it still like this?"
Xu Wendong frowned.
If the spiritual energy coming towards him could only be absorbed one-thousandth, that would be one thing, but the remaining energy should not disappear.
Yet this was precisely the problem.
He attracted a lot of spiritual energy, but absorbed only one-thousandth.
And the rest of the energy also disappeared.
It seed.
As if so unknown existence was absorbing that spiritual energy.
Thinking of this, Xu Wendong suddenly felt a chill down his spine. If his guess was correct, his situation was extrely dangerous.
Despite feeling anxious, he remained calm and continued to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy.
He didn’t know how much ti had passed when suddenly Xu Wendong spewed a mouthful of fresh blood, his face pale: "Not good, I’ve... I’ve gone into deviation." Saying this, he tremblingly took out the Communication Token, intending to contact Xu Canghai.
But just at that mont.
A sinister laugh suddenly echoed in the quiet cave: "My old self intended to possess you after my soul force recovered, who would have thought you’d go into deviation, this truly is a godsend opportunity!"
Before Xu Wendong could react.
A fist-sized white light drifted in front of him, the soul force of the Demon Sect’s strongman, Wu Yuanmu.
Two days ago, facing that sword that could destroy the heavens and earth, even a strongman like Wu Yuanmu could not withstand it.
But with nowhere to retreat.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly, condensing a wisp of soul force before his death, or he’d surely dissipate.
However, at that ti, his soul force was extrely weak and had no attack ability.
After arriving at the Outer Domain Battlefield, his soul force greatly improved, possessing the ability for possession.
Now, he started his possession plan ahead of schedule.
As long as he could possess Xu Wendong’s physical body, he could continue to live and seize his fortune and opportunities.
"Die!"
Xu Wendong punched out.
But.
Wu Yuanmu’s speed was too fast.
Fast enough that before Xu Wendong’s punch was thrown, he had already entered Xu Wendong’s forehead and into his sea of consciousness.
Only,
After entering Xu Wendong’s sea of consciousness, Wu Yuanmu was thoroughly dumbfounded.
Because.
Xu Wendong’s sea of consciousness was unusually calm, with no signs of deviation whatsoever.
What’s more.
It was extraordinarily vast, not resembling the sea of consciousness of a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator at all, more fitting for a Golden Core Stage Peak.
Just when Wu Yuanmu hadn’t recovered from his shock, Xu Wendong’s voice sounded: "Welco to my world!"
Boom!
Without any warning.
A turbulent Phoenix Fire ignited in the dark sea of consciousness.
Xu Wendong’s figure slowly appeared amidst the flas, with a fla totem on his forehead, the True Phoenix Fire.
He carried a faint smile on his face, but in Wu Yuanmu’s eyes, it seed sinister and terrifying, sending chills down his spine.
"You haven’t gone into deviation?" Wu Yuanmu shouted angrily.
Xu Wendong shrugged with a smile: "If I hadn’t pretended to go into deviation, how would I have lured you to show yourself?"
Wu Yuanmu’s face was dark: "I never thought I, who played the eagle my whole life, would have my eyes pecked by an eagle in the end."
Xu Wendong spread his hands: "Often, you have to admit, so people are just better than you!" He laughed unkindly.
"Enough!" Wu Yuanmu’s eyes revealed a murderous intent: "I’ve spent a thousand years planning, all ruined by you."
"You destroyed my life’s work in one stroke, and without you, I wouldn’t have fallen to this point."
"How has my Demon Sect co to suffer so great a loss?"
"Today, I will possess your body and fortune to avenge the fallen Demon Sect disciples!"
Throughout history, righteousness and evil have never coexisted.
The Demon Sect has always dread of dominating the Nine Provinces.
The truth proved.
The Nine Provinces would not change hands, and the Demon Sect had no power to rule the Nine Provinces.
Therefore.
The Demon Sect plotted to bury the future of the Nine Provinces, and if this plot succeeded, it would equate to controlling most of the Nine Provinces.
But no one expected their thousand-year efforts to be destroyed by a Foundation Establishnt junior.
If he didn’t need Xu Wendong’s body, Wu Yuanmu would have loved to tear Xu Wendong into pieces, making him endure the agony of having his sinews pulled and bones peeled.
"Old thing, with just you, you also dare think of possessing my body?"
Xu Wendong showed a slight contempt: "Not to look down on you, but even if your soul force were at its peak, you wouldn’t be able to possess this young master!"
Wu Yuanmu: "Young man, you’re too arrogant!"
"The main thing is, I have the capital to be arrogant!" Xu Wendong laughed heartily while two brilliant glows appeared behind him.
They were the Spiritual Artifact Golden Crow Furnace.
And the Spiritual Artifact Lingxiao Sword.
Wu Yuanmu looked at Xu Wendong in a daze, then scread out loud: "How the hell do you have Spiritual Artifacts? And two at that?"
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