Chapter 1740
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**Bursts of resplendent, multicolored light radiated in all directions, stirring hearts with excitement.**
Xu Mingxiu took the lead, striding directly into the portal, with the warriors of the Lingjian Pavilion following suit, their figures gradually vanishing one by one. Soon after, warriors from the top-tier forces and first-class powers such as the Qi family, Tiandao Palace, Jiuding Tian Sect, Wujie Alliance, Tianyuan Pavilion, and Tianbao Chamber of Commerce began to set off in succession.
At this moment, Xuan Qingyi approached Ye Wushuang and said, “Little Ye, Yin Shenghao, Su Chenyang, and Siliu Yi all care deeply for you. They’ve asked me to look after you well.”
“Once inside the virtual land, if we get separated, you must take care of yourself. Don’t be reckless if you encounter people from the Lingjian Pavilion or the Qi family!”
Being called “Little Ye” by Xuan Qingyi made Ye Wushuang feel a bit odd. The matter of his return as the Ling Shengtian was known only to a few in the Shengtian Sect, such as Yin Shenghao, and to Lin Yunhan and Lin Yunjin in the Lin family.
“I understand,” Ye Wushuang nodded and said, “I’ve never been one to show off my abilities.”
Xuan Qingyi glanced at Ye Wushuang, merely smiled, and said nothing more.
In the blink of an eye, figures streamed into the ancient portal, disappearing one by one. By Ye Wushuang’s side, Yu Yourong, Tian Linzi, Bai Siqi, Mu Xu, and Mu Qinghe stood firm.
“Inside the virtual land, anything could happen, and no one can guarantee anything…” Ye Wushuang’s voice was calm as he said, “You all must be careful.”
Bai Siqi clenched her fists and said slowly, “I’ve searched for a long time both inside and outside the Burial Saint Cave, but I haven’t found any clues about the Ziwei Blood Ginseng. I hope this virtual land won’t disappoint me…”
Mu Xu and Mu Qinghe also clenched their fists tightly.
“If I find any trace of Ziwei Blood Ginseng in the virtual land, I will do my utmost to obtain it,” Ye Wushuang declared, before his figure flickered and vanished in front of the virtual land portal.
The once bustling area in front of the virtual land portal quickly fell silent.
The virtual land, a peerless wonderland that only a saint could create with extraordinary means, had lain dormant for countless years, and now it was finally bustling with activity once again…
As soon as he entered the portal, Ye Wushuang immediately felt a sensation of dizziness and disorientation, as if the world was spinning around him. It felt like an instant, yet also like an eternity, with the heavens and the earth plunged into a prolonged state of temporal chaos.
Suddenly, Ye Wushuang stumbled and tumbled to the ground, looking rather disheveled. He stood up, his gaze slightly dazed as he looked around. He found himself in a dense jungle, with trees that were not particularly tall. Looking up, he saw a bright sun hanging high in the sky. The gentle sunlight shone on his body, making him feel warm and comfortable.
Ye Wushuang was cautious and vigilant as he scanned his surroundings. Suddenly, from a diagonal direction, several miles away, a惨叫惨叫声 rang out. Ye Wushuang became even more cautious and moved to the left. After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Ye Wushuang stopped in his tracks. In front of him, a grove of trees lay shattered and broken, with splinters of wood scattered all over the ground. There were also several corpses lying haphazardly around.
Next to each corpse, a group of towering, three-zhang-tall beasts with blood-red, needle-like fur surrounded them. At first glance, they resembled blood wolves, but upon closer inspection, these ferocious beasts had horns growing from their foreheads, like those of a rhinoceros, with a dark, blood-red sheen.
Ye Wushuang’s arrival made these beasts sense a threat. One by one, they raised their heads and glared menacingly at Ye Wushuang. The air was thick with a murderous aura. Ye Wushuang stood his ground, his hands slowly clenching into fists.
In an instant, one of the ferocious beasts lunged directly at Ye Wushuang. The stench of blood filled the air as the beast pounced at Ye Wushuang, a blood-red blade-like aura slicing towards him. Ye Wushuang’s expression remained unchanged. He clenched his palm and unleashed a powerful punch.
The Seven Saints Fist.
The howling wind of the punch carried a surge of spiritual energy, striking the top of the blood wolf’s horn.
A low, muffled explosion sounded.
The blood wolf’s horn cracked, and its charging body was repelled. Ye Wushuang also took a few steps back, shaking his wrist. In this head-on clash, Ye Wushuang could tell that the blood wolf was stronger than an average Seventh Plundering Realm beast, but it was still far from the Star-Picking Realm.
Ye Wushuang clenched his fist and smiled, “Come on!”
No matter when or against whom, constant combat is immensely beneficial for a warrior’s strength. Ye Wushuang would never miss any opportunity to enhance his power.
The blood wolf, which had been pushed back, let out a low, guttural roar, baring its teeth as it glared at Ye Wushuang. The other ferocious wolves quickly surrounded him. The battle began.
Ye Wushuang did not use his Taiyuan Spirit Sword. Instead, he employed the Sevenfold Saintly Physique Technique, with five body patterns swirling around him. Using the Seven Saints Fist, Seven Saints Palm, and Seven Saints Finger as his foundation, he fought against the blood wolves.
Now at the Fifth Plundering Realm, Ye Wushuang had become extremely proficient in the Sevenfold Saintly Physique Technique. The enhancement of the five body patterns made his body as strong as a true supreme spiritual weapon.
*Thud thud thud…*
In the battlefield, low, thudding sounds kept erupting, and the heart-chilling aura continuously spread to the surroundings.
After a cup-of-tea time passed, Ye Wushuang stood in place, his body covered in a murderous aura. The bodies of the surrounding blood wolves were still warm, but they were lifeless. These blood wolves seemed to be the seventh-order spiritual beasts, the Flame-Horned Blood Spirit Wolves, but their horns looked very different from those of the Flame-Horned Blood Spirit Wolves. Moreover, the Flame-Horned Blood Spirit Wolves could at most reach the strength level of the Fifth Plundering Realm.
Soon, Ye Wushuang went to check the other several incomplete human corpses. “They are warriors from the Jiuding Tian Sect…” Looking at the surrounding forest, Ye Wushuang sighed. Indeed, once inside the virtual land, everyone had been separated.
Who they would encounter next was uncertain.
Moreover, Ye Wushuang clearly remembered that the blood-furred, blue-eyed monster had been sealed in the Fantiang Ridge area, near the Five-Finger Mountain. But back then, when he came here, there was no virtual land. Now, however, a virtual land had appeared.
After so many years, this place had changed greatly from what it used to be.
Was the Zhou Yuan Saint still alive?
Could the remains of Tao Qingyang be found?
Where had Tang Bingwen gone?
And what about the black jade formed from the blood of immortals—what was the story behind that?
All these questions filled Ye Wushuang with curiosity and a desire to explore the virtual land.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed. The sun rose and set, and in the vast forest, Ye Wushuang encountered more than ten different groups of spiritual beasts over the three days. These spiritual beasts were indeed quite different from the normal ones in certain aspects.
The spiritual beasts in the virtual land had undergone some mutations.
Realizing this, Ye Wushuang became even more vigilant and cautious. After all, no one could predict what surprises might arise in a virtual land that had existed for so many years, created by a saint.
One night, as Ye Wushuang sat cross-legged in the cave he had chiseled out, cultivating, he suddenly heard rustling sounds around him…
