Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Zhang Yuanjing stood frozen in the cave, alternating between shame and a flicker of hope. His thoughts were in turmoil, and it took a long time for him to calm down.

With his current strength, he was unable to travel through the void outside the heavens, even for a short distance. The matter of searching the ruined palace would have to wait for the future.

He still believed in his heart that Wu Yuankui would never be trapped in one place, and he would most likely not be found in that ruined palace.

Having made up his mind, he returned the way he had come. On the riverbed scoured by the rapids, he chose a spot with loose soil, protected himself with the Source Stone, and tunneled his way back to the core of the Profound Origin Secret Realm.

He had come here to find a place with a high concentration of polarized spiritual energy for the Source Stone to devour. Now that the Source Stone had obtained that strange crystal, it no longer needed polarized spiritual energy. However, finding such a place would still be a good precaution.

Following the map stored in the palace, he went to the two wolf ears, finding a place filled with polarized spiritual energy at the tip of each ear.

These two sources of polarized spiritual energy were both caused by the void energy leaking from spatial rifts. They were far less dense than the gourd-shaped cave underground, and there were no alien demons, making them relatively safe.

These two locations were not the boundary of the secret realm, and it was still possible to go further out, but spatial rifts appeared extremely frequently, making it very dangerous. Zhang Yuanjing probed forward for thousands of miles underground, but did not find a place similar to the gourd cave, so he stopped wasting time.

Therefore, he returned to the swamp. The void energy emerging from this place was quite strange, and he wanted to investigate it thoroughly. Moreover, if that Whisker Beast was still here, he would capture it.

He said a word to Zhang Shi, telling it to be careful of the fierce beasts hiding beneath the swamp, and then, protected by the Source Stone, he drilled into the swamp.

The swamp was very soft, but after going down thirty feet, the soil gradually hardened, becoming similar to the soil layers elsewhere, except that it contained many black, hard particles. These hard particles looked like dry clods of earth or gravel, but all of them exuded a strong aura of death.

Zhang Yuanjing carefully looked at them and felt that they were somewhat familiar. He suddenly remembered the "death stones" he had discovered when investigating the meteorite crater in Erlong Mountain. The two were extremely similar.

Going further down, the void energy gradually permeated the soil. However, there was still spiritual energy around, but it was concentrated in one place and did not dissipate, which seemed very strange. This was probably why the void energy could penetrate to the swamp above.

At this point, Zhang Yuanjing also understood that when the Whisker Beast, as well as that strange demon beast, hid in the swamp, they were actually hiding in places where spiritual energy gathered. This allowed them to avoid the erosion of the void energy and be tempered by the spiritual energy, achieving multiple goals at once.

However, he wanted to first explore the situation below, so he avoided the places where spiritual energy gathered and continued downwards.

Wherever the void energy permeated, it was equivalent to a dead zone, and there would be no fierce beasts or anything like that. In such places, apart from alien demons, there would probably be no living creatures. But for formless things like alien demons, drilling into the soil would undoubtedly be a death sentence, so there was no need to worry at all.

He descended rapidly and soon reached below five hundred feet. The surrounding soil suddenly emptied out, revealing a cave dozens of feet in diameter. Streams of void energy surged up from the depths of the cave. He quickly circulated his mana throughout his body to resist the erosion of this energy.

At the edge of the cave, countless single-attribute spiritual energies floated, some colliding with each other, emitting crackling thunderous sounds, while others intertwined and moved like dragons.

It was indeed a polar cave.

In order to deal with the alien demons that had invaded the gourd-shaped cave, the will of heaven and earth had specially created a polar cave here, absorbing a large amount of void matter and continuously converting it into spiritual energy. This was probably the direct cause of the creation of the Profound Origin Realm.

The places where spiritual energy gathered in the soil above were probably also related to this polar cave.

Underneath White Departure Mountain, because there were spiritual veins, the fusion of polarized spiritual energy generated by the polar cave produced mutated spiritual veins. There were no spiritual veins here, but there were probably other unique things, which resulted in the creation of dispersed spiritual energy gathering places.

Zhang Yuanjing confirmed what he had thought, so he did not stay any longer. He used the earth escape technique to tunnel towards a place where spiritual energy gathered in the soil.

The places where spiritual energy gathered in the soil varied in size. The one he chose was considered quite large.

Before he even entered the spiritual energy, he felt a wave of malice, as if he had been targeted by some terrifying beast.

His body tensed up, and he instinctively contracted. At the same time, he communicated with Zhang Shi to ask about the situation.

Zhang Shi said that it did not sense any danger, but only discovered that there was something in that ball of spiritual energy that was constantly attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to gather around itself.

He then asked Zhang San, and the answer he received was the same as Zhang Shi's.

Zhang Yuanjing did not continue to approach, but fell into deep thought.

Zhang San and Zhang Shi were both spiritual consciousnesses born from artifacts, artifact spirits, not divine souls. They were actually different from cultivators and demon beasts. This meant that the malice was targeting the divine soul, a natural suppression at the level of human or demon spirit. Artifact spirits could not detect it at all.

He had the Yang Refining Umbrella to defend against attacks targeting the divine soul, so he was not afraid, unless the source of this malice was an existence at the Nascent Soul level or above.

This thought made him tremble slightly. If there was a Nascent Soul realm existence here, then this secret realm was not a blessed land of the Profound Heaven Sect, but a source of misfortune.

Logically speaking, Tong Tianfu should have thoroughly inspected a secret realm like this, which could be considered a small world, and should not have left behind a Nascent Soul realm threat, or knowingly left such a threat without reminding the cultivators in the sect.

He hesitated for a moment, and decided to approach and investigate under the protection of the Yang Refining Umbrella.

Because there was a threat to his divine soul, he did not dare to directly release his divine sense to investigate the spiritual energy. Instead, he drove the Source Stone and slowly moved inward.

The closer he got, the stronger the malice became, but the Yang Refining Umbrella protecting him did not react, and Zhang San did not detect any threat targeting his divine soul.

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, the Source Stone broke through the ball of spiritual energy and entered it. In fact, there was no barrier in the spiritual energy, but at the moment of entering, Zhang Yuanjing felt as if he had passed through a layer of air membrane and entered the territory of some existence.

This spiritual energy was very dense, as if multiple layers of water mist were superimposed on each other. Zhang Yuanjing only took a light breath, and he felt the thick earth power in his dantian and meridians cheer up, and his whole body was full of energy, instantly reaching a state of perfection.

The malice became even stronger, as if a voice was saying to him fiercely: I remember you, just wait and see!

Zhang Yuanjing gathered his divine sense and slowly probed forward, following this malice.

After going forward twenty feet, the soil suddenly emptied out, revealing a cave. In the center of the cave lay an object, surrounded by spiritual energy so dense that it could not be dissolved, and the malice came from this object.

In an instant, he had an impulse to directly land his divine sense on it to see what this thing was.

However, the scene of Du Fuming being attacked and killed by him with the Yang Refining Umbrella suddenly flashed in his mind, and his whole body trembled, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. He quickly and forcibly cut off this thought.

He used a clumsy method. First, he endured the threat of that malice and slowly tunneled to the vicinity of the cave. Then, he extracted a flying sword, hollowed out the soil in front of him, dug out a passage connected to the cave, and then injected mana into his eyes and looked directly over.

It was a broken bone that was more than ten feet long, as black as ink, exuding an evil aura throughout its body.

When Zhang Yuanjing looked over, it was as if a earth-shattering roar exploded in his ears, followed by countless images flashing in his mind.