A thick, greyish-black Yin wind obscured the sunlight as Zhang Ling advanced slowly within it, accompanied by a small, black lacquered banner, about a foot long, floating beside him.
At this moment, the banner was shrouded in a layer of greyish-black mist, which had gathered into the vague shape of a ghostly figure, resembling a shark. This was naturally a Yin spirit formed from the residual souls absorbed into it.
The shark ghost shadow only revealed half of its head, with the rest of its body composed of mist. Its eyes were emerald green, gleaming with an eerie light.
The soul banner trembled slightly, rotating slowly. Suddenly, as if sensing something, it abruptly changed direction and flew off to the left.
Zhang Ling followed unhurriedly behind. This soul banner was the Yin Soul Banner in his possession.
This treasure was originally a Natal Magic Treasure of a late Golden Core stage cultivator, considered a ghost-path magical treasure of considerable power.
The residual souls and spiritual essences he needed when refining puppets were obtained from the Yin souls within this treasure.
Of course, most of the Yin souls in the original Yin Soul Banner had been used up by him. Fortunately, while hunting demonic beasts on Wind Devil Island earlier, he had collected many demon souls of high-level demonic beasts.
This, in turn, greatly increased the power of the Yin Soul Banner compared to its original state. After all, the demonic beasts hunted at that time were all high-level, and the quality of their residual souls was much higher.
Now that he was in this Yin wind, it was most appropriate to use this treasure to sense the area with the heaviest Yin煞之气(阴煞之气: Yin Sha energy).
To investigate this area that suddenly emerged with Yin wind and mist, well, the simplest way is to first find the source of the Yin wind.
Along the way, Zhang Ling did not encounter any major dangers, and apart from the occasional low-level demon beasts, he did not encounter a single high-level demon beast.
This situation instead made Zhang Ling feel depressed. He had been exploring this area for almost half an hour, and there seemed to be nothing special. It might really just be a Yin煞之地(阴煞之地: Yin Sha land) that formed by chance.
If it was a newly formed Yin煞之地(阴煞之地: Yin Sha land), then this trip would not yield much. At most, he might be able to find ordinary Yin fire similar to Bone White Fire.
After proceeding for some time, everything before him was greyish-black, different from the darkness of night.
However, this Yin煞雾气(阴煞雾气: Yin Sha mist) formed by ordinary Yin energy, well, it did not have much of an impact on a Nascent Soul stage cultivator like him.
With a slight spread of divine sense, the terrain of the surrounding ten-mile area had already entered his mind.
He was currently located between several low hills, and the surrounding environment was cold and damp, with most of the vegetation withered and greyish-black.
This was due to the impact of the Yin energy that suddenly emerged in this area, which caused most of the plants to wither and die.
Not far away was a small river, and he could hear the sound of slow flowing water. If there was no Yin energy affecting it, the environment would be quite elegant.
Through the Yin soul's sensing on the Yin Soul Banner, Zhang Ling could clearly sense that the Yin energy on the opposite bank of the river was even denser.
The opposite bank was a thicket of withered shrubs, extending all the way into a canyon.
Zhang Ling sensed it and speculated that the canyon might be the source of the Yin energy.
In the blink of an eye, he flew across the stream. Zhang Ling intended to enter the canyon to investigate. If he did not find anything, he would have to look for Yin attribute spiritual fire elsewhere.
During this period, he had naturally been to several such Yin煞之地(阴煞之地: Yin Sha land), but the gains were not great.
Just as he crossed the stream under his feet, Zhang Ling stopped, lowered his head to look at the flowing stream, and inexplicably cast a yellow light, which disappeared into the water.
A small splash was created, and then the yellow light wrapped around something and flew out of the water. It was actually a broken corpse.
Zhang Ling narrowed his eyes and scanned it with his divine sense. He immediately determined that it was the corpse of a Golden Core cultivator.
This was because the corpse still emitted faint spiritual power fluctuations. Strangely, the corpse seemed to have been drained of blood by something. Although it was only the upper half of the body, most of its body was withered and unbearable, like a dried-up corpse.
However, the head of the corpse was still intact, and it was the image of a middle-aged man. The man's face showed a look of horror, his mouth wide open, his eyes bulging, his face ashen, and blood was still flowing from his mouth and nose, extremely miserable.
It looked like he had encountered something terrifying.
The corpse was also holding a broken rod-shaped magic weapon in its hand, but it was missing a large section and had many cracks on it. With a slight shake, debris fell to the ground. Although there were still some spiritual power fluctuations, it had obviously been destroyed. Even if there was still a little power left, it was probably not as good as an ordinary magical artifact.
Suddenly, Zhang Ling's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something. With a light flick of his finger, a cyan sword light struck the broken rod-shaped magic weapon.
With a crisp clang, the broken magic weapon could not even maintain its shape and shattered into several pieces.
Zhang Ling then made a beckoning gesture with one hand, and these fragments gathered in the air. He stretched out his other hand and gently tapped, releasing a few wisps of yellow fluorescent lines, which entangled these fragments.
The broken magic weapon fragments seemed to regain their spirituality, shaking a few times, and a few wisps of greyish-black spiritual light emerged from them.
These spiritual lights were very thin, like threads on clothes. condensed and not dispersed, they looked a little strange.
However, Zhang Ling did not hesitate to grab a few strands of silk thread, and his expression became strange.
"It's actually Sha Soul Silk."
He smiled strangely and squinted his eyes as he pondered.
These few wisps of greyish-black silk thread were a secret technique of the ghost path, Sha Soul Silk.
When the Corpse Bear was still by his side, he used the Yin煞之气(阴煞之气: Yin Sha energy) from the Corpse Bear to cultivate Sha Soul Silk. This supernatural power was extremely Yin evil, and it could defile a cultivator's magic weapon, greatly reducing the power of the magic weapon.
Although the Corpse Bear clone was no longer there, Zhang Ling could still cultivate this secret technique. He could use the Yin Soul Banner floating beside him and the Yin souls within it to condense some Sha Soul Silk.
This broken magic weapon looked like it was destroyed by Sha Soul Silk. Then this cultivator may have encountered a ghost path cultivator, which led to this end.
Or he encountered some powerful Yin spirit ghost object.
Sha Soul Silk is not only cultivated by ghost path cultivators. Some powerful ghost spirits or corpse monsters may be proficient in this method.
However, the owner of this corpse was not weak. Zhang Ling could roughly determine the cultivation level of this person before his death through the spiritual power remaining on the corpse. He had at least the strength of the middle stage of the Golden Core stage.
Most of the things that can be held in the hand are Natal Magic Treasures. It is not easy to misunderstand a magic weapon like this.
To use Sha Soul Silk, there must be at least thirty or forty strands, and the cultivation base of the cultivator or ghost object must be very weak.
Zhang Ling thought in his mind, and checked the broken corpse in front of him again, and saw some more situations.
The break of this person's half corpse was not smooth, like it was torn by some fierce beast. There were also several deep cracks on his chest, which also looked like claw marks.
In this way, this person may have encountered some powerful ghost object.
Zhang Ling glanced at the canyon not far ahead where the Yin energy was dense. He was interested in his heart, regardless of whether this person was killed by a powerful ghost object or a ghost cultivator.
It proves that this may not be a simple Yin煞之地(阴煞之地: Yin Sha land).
This type of place is more suitable for him to find Yin attribute spiritual fire.
With a thought in Zhang Ling's mind, the Yin Soul Banner floating in front of him shook, and the Yin energy on it surrounded and condensed into a blue-faced wolf head with fangs. With a big mouth, he sucked the few strands of Sha Soul Silk he was holding into his mouth.
The wolf head ghost seemed to be conscious, and also revealed a satisfied expression, and laughed strangely, and turned into Yin wind and returned to the soul banner.
This wolf head ghost is a main soul in the Yin Soul Banner, devoured many of the demon souls collected before, and already has the strength of the peak of the Golden Core stage.
Zhang Ling, the Sha Soul Silk he cultivated himself is stored in the wolf head ghost, to ensure that the power of the Sha Soul Silk is not reduced.
Then, he flicked out a fireball and burned the broken corpse into ashes. He clapped his hands, and he quickly flew towards the canyon.
At the same time, the two Golden Core stage cultivators who were discovered hundreds of miles away were also in the Yin wind and were also carefully moving towards the canyon.
In the next half day, several more waves of cultivators came. Most of these people were teams of several people, and they came here in a hurry.
It seemed that they had also received the news and came here to treasure hunt.
And everyone didn't know that under the Yin煞雾气(阴煞雾气: Yin Sha mist), a underground palace was buried deep.
At the same time, in a wide stone room in the underground palace, there were black coffins everywhere.
The dense Yin wind surrounds this space, making the entire stone room look extremely strange.
Among the many coffins, there is a emerald green altar. This is an octagonal altar, which is carved from huge jade stones as a whole. It is more than twenty feet wide in diameter, and a three-foot-long red coffin is placed on it.
A muffled thumping sound came from the coffin, which was chilling. At the same time, it was accompanied by a low roar from it.
The sound became louder and louder, and the coffin was shaking violently, as if some monster was about to break out of the coffin.
The entire coffin is also painted with many ghost patterns with black paint. As the coffin shook violently, the patterns on it seemed to come alive, emitting greyish-black Yin energy. A paths of ghost shadows formed around the coffin.
" Ghost Head婆, haven't you received the young master's message yet. The things we are guarding are about to be refined successfully." Suddenly, with a loud noise, the coffin lid of a black coffin under the altar flew up, and a hoarse voice came from inside, sounding like an old man.
It was quiet all around, except for the ghost shadows and Yin wind, no one responded.
It was as if the voice was talking to the air.
After a dozen breaths of time, on the other side of the group, another black coffin creaked and opened a gap. A black shadow darted out and landed on the altar, showing a hunched body of a white-haired old woman, who was also holding a black peach wood crutch, with a few scarlet peach blossoms growing on it.
The old woman glanced at the coffin that made the sound, and laughed strangely. " Ghost翁, I sent a thousand-mile talisman ten days ago. Once the young master receives the message, he will come as soon as possible. We are guarding here to ensure that Ghost girl is safe."
" old woman, just say some nonsense. I naturally know these old men, this is the Ghost girl is about to break out of the coffin, and the movement is not small. The Yin煞之气(阴煞之气: Yin Sha energy) sealed here leaked half a month ago. Although we tried our best to suppress it, such a long time has attracted the attention of the outside world. These days, there are often cultivators breaking into this area. If this continues, attracting the old monsters of the Nascent Soul level, the secret here will not be kept."
A green-haired, thin old man also landed on the altar. Without looking at Ghost Head婆, he raised his hand, and he also had a black crutch in his hand. It looked similar to the crutch in the old woman's hand.
However, a dark green spiritual light lit up at the top of the black crutch. If you look carefully, you will notice that this is a ghost head crutch carved with many skulls.
The green spiritual light was spewing from the mouth of the ghost head in the ghost head crutch. The spiritual light circled a few times in the air and turned into a huge green ghost head.
Falling from the sky, like an attack. It disappeared into the red coffin all at once. Suddenly, the roar in the red coffin stopped abruptly.
Ghost Head婆 didn't stop when she saw this scene, just coldly snorted.
"There is no big force in the nearby ten thousand miles area. Even if the Nascent Soul old monsters are attracted, the two of us can handle it. At worst, start the spare teleportation and teleport to the underground Styx, which can also ensure safety. Ghost girl is about to break out of the coffin, so this Yin spirit vein is naturally useless."
"It costs a lot to use that one-time teleportation array, and you will inevitably be punished when you go back." The green-haired old man snorted dissatisfied and took back the ghost head crutch.
"Hehe, you are still so cautious, why did you agree to the Sect Master to plan this big event." Ghost Head婆 mocked the green-haired old man with disdain.
This time the green-haired old man did not refute, but stared at the red coffin, wondering what he was thinking. After a while, the old man came back to his senses and said to Ghost Head婆 again.
"If I didn't have any concerns, I would have passed away hundreds of years ago. Why should I cultivate forbidden technique and refine the Nascent Soul into a Yin ghost body and become a real ghost. Although this will increase our lifespan a lot, and may even get rid of lifespan restrictions. But this forbidden technique is at the cost of giving up reincarnation, and our consciousness will also release changes. Now I only hope that the Sect Master's plan can succeed and open the Yellow Spring Ghost Realm, so that I and others..."
The green-haired old man said, his face was a bit gloomy. But suddenly a greyish-white bone piece around his waist emitted green light. He stopped talking halfway through.
With a wave of his hand, the grey bone piece floated in front of him.
"Hehe, there are a lot of cultivators here again. eh, it seems that there are a lot of cultivators here today."
Ghost Head婆 also glanced at the grey bone piece, and her eyes calmed down a bit. She tapped the ground with her crutch. With a muffled sound, a dull sound was transmitted.
Then there were a few bangs, and the sound of wooden boards vibrating came. More than a dozen coffin boards next to the hotel flew up, and a few black shadows jumped out of them.
If you look closely, they are all blue-faced fangs zombie monsters. Their cultivation is not weak, and they all have the strength of the Golden Core stage.
The green-haired Ghost翁 expressionlessly threw out a black pottery pot. This is a huge pottery pot that is several feet high, with many spiritual patterns engraved on it. It seems to be a special magic weapon.
The pottery pot is not sealed, and there are two green spirit talismans pasted on it.
"What, are you going to release this Nascent Soul level ghost pet." Looking at the pottery pot, Ghost Head婆's eyes were a little surprised.
"There are a lot of cultivators breaking in, let's be careful." Ghost翁 replied cautiously, stretched out his dry palm, and gently slid, and a blood-red slit cracked in the palm of his hand.
A stream of blood flowed out, gathered into dense blood-colored runes in the air, and disappeared into the black pot.
Instantly, the jar began to shake violently, and a cloud of inky black mist poured out, instantly enveloping the area above.
Something ghostly seemed to be hidden within, but it was unclear; only a few pairs of blood-red eyes could be seen.
"Go, kill everyone who approaches the underground palace for me."
Upon receiving the order, the ghostly figures cackled strangely and rushed out quickly.
