Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 423

Chapter 423: 183. Mysterious Nether Tree, Profound Heart’s Body (8.1K words - Large Chapter Seeking Subscription)_3

The tremors on the ground grew more intense. Though they didn’t affect the sealing for the moment, no one could guarantee what prolonged exposure would bring.

Princess Xi seemed to understand Song Yan’s concern and said, "Master, after some time, invite other Purple Mansion cultivators to reinforce the seal. Staying here now is of no use."

Song Yan nodded, tossed out the storage bag, and said, "Aunt Xi, return to the clan and give this to Ancestor Ningxin or Clan Leader Xiaoxuan. I have some tasks outside and will return later."

Princess Xi took the storage bag and looked inside. What she saw astounded her; the number of True Spirit Fragments inside far exceeded what the remaining five clans had received, or what the Formless Ancient Race should own.

This time, face and substance, all benefits were in their grasp!

She carefully put away the storage bag, saying, "Master, rest assured."

Song Yan scanned the distance with his divine sense and added, "Send some cultivators to assist the surrounding mortals with their relocation."

Princess Xi and Tang Yi replied respectfully, "Yes!"

A moment later, the flying palanquin departed, leaving Song Yan standing still, gazing at the shimmering seal, the Yin Qi rising from the surrounding soil, and faintly hearing strange screams from deep underground.

’Era of True Spirit Extinction... Era of Dark Calamity... The world grows more unknown... How should I respond?’ he murmured, then immediately concealed his Qi, summoned the ghost of Yang Mutan, and, guided by it, transformed into escape light, heading towards another ancient tomb yet to emerge.

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Barbaric Land.

Over ten days later, Song Yan stopped in front of an ancient tomb.

The entrance was deep and winding, like a sheep’s intestine.

He carefully ventured inside, cautiously exploring forward.

After an incense stick’s worth of time, at the road’s end, he gently landed in an ancient tomb.

It was a vast open space, with a Celestial Venerable Statue, an ancient stele, and many True Spirit Fragments, remarkably similar to the previous tomb; despite the sarcophagus, it was utterly empty, the corpse nowhere to be found.

Strands of Netherworld’s Qi silently resided here, remaining quiet because they had not emerged, not a sound to be heard.

Song Yan observed the Celestial Venerable Statue and suddenly felt residual array power on it, which was drawing profound qi from the surroundings.

He suddenly understood: ’So that’s it. The ancient cultivators laid arrays on this land to prevent the invasion of Netherworld’s Qi. This explains why there’s no profound qi here. But over time, the array can’t fend off the Netherworld’s Qi invasion.’

Realizing this, he looked at the Celestial Venerable with newfound respect.

He understood now that the ancient cultivator, whose name he had borrowed, might have been a mighty figure in their era, responsible for suppressing an entire age. This grand array preventing the Netherworld’s Qi invasion must have been crafted with their blood and sweat.

It was thanks to such ancient cultivators that the beings on this land could survive in peace for so long.

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