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Chapter 540: Chapter 263: Great Power of the Blood Domain, Saintess?

"What difference does it make whether we have it or not? We’ve already left the Blood Domain, and going back would be difficult!"

Lin Shirong said calmly.

Jiang Feng could tell this guy was a sly old fox, neither admitting nor denying anything. But after a century, the Lin Family reached out to him for the first time; if there wasn’t a ghost involved, Jiang Feng wouldn’t believe it.

So he said, "If there’s an opportunity, I’d like to exchange insights with your Lin Family’s Foundation Establishment seniors."

"The doors of the Divine Sect are open to the National Preceptor, and you’re welcome to visit anytime."

Lin Shirong said respectfully, not intimidated by Jiang Feng’s words.

"Alright, you may return. I won’t see you out."

Jiang Feng nodded.

"Then I’ll take my leave."

After cupping his hands, Lin Shirong flew towards the South City Gate. Once he was outside the gate and had flown to White Tiger Mountain, he dared to pause slightly, looked back towards Black Iron Mountain, and muttered to himself, "Damn it, trying to blow me up? Humph, even if my Lin Family truly has problems, with your cowardly demeanor, what can you do to us? Do you really dare to come?"

Lin Shirong flew back angrily.

After he left, Jiang Feng carefully inspected the Immortal Binding Rope and all the talisman papers, ensuring everything was in order before storing them in his space ring.

"Something’s fishy about the Lin Family’s unexpected friendliness. What’s their game?"

"It’s a pity Xiao Zhan is dead, otherwise, he could have helped me find out the truth immediately."

"Should I go there and investigate personally?"

Jiang Feng was hesitant.

"Previously, even at the peak of Qi Condensation, I could leave them calmly. Now that I’ve succeeded in Foundation Establishment, I don’t believe they can keep me."

"Oh well, consider it a break. If something’s wrong, I can retreat in time."

After some contemplation, Jiang Feng decided to investigate.

Before going, he made many preparations, such as readying all the relevant talisman papers, checking all the available magical artifacts, and carrying all the hidden weapons.

Three days later.

He used the Thousand Faces technique, assuming the identity of a loose cultivator, and hurried towards the Divine Sect Mansion.

With Jiang Feng’s Foundation Establishment cultivation, it was easy for him to conceal his aura, and cultivators in the Qi Condensation Realm wouldn’t be able to detect him. Combined with the Qinglong Cauldron, even when entering the range of a Foundation Establishment powerhouse’s spiritual sense, as long as he didn’t act rashly, usually, they couldn’t discover him.

After a few days of exploration, Jiang Feng entered the Divine Sect’s territory.

These years, the Lin Family and the Blood Sea Immortal Venerable united the Lin Family’s younger generations and Blood Sea loose cultivators into what is now the Divine Sect. Facing someone familiar like Jiang Feng, they would call themselves Lin Family cultivators, but externally, they operated under the identity of Divine Sect disciples.

Moreover, they recruited disciples from outside. Some Central Earth individuals with spiritual roots joined them, and after a century of development, the Divine Sect now seemed to become the orthodox in cultivation in Central Earth.

Numerous youths eager to cultivate would squeeze their way in, hoping to become a part of the Divine Sect.

After Xiao Zhan’s death.

His subordinates, the Purple Bamboo Forest cultivators, disbanded, some fearing Jiang Feng’s protection, leaving Great Zhou, distancing themselves from Central Earth, and entering the Sea of Blood, heading to Dragon and Snake Island.

Some directly joined the Divine Sect, working for it.

Upon entering the Divine Sect’s territory.

Jiang Feng saw many Divine Sect disciples with cultivation only at the First and Second Layers of Qi Condensation. Some hadn’t even condensed Qi yet and were trying to succeed in Qi Condensation under the guidance of several teachers in the Martial Arts Arena.

This place had truly become a sacred land for cultivation, flourishing with activity.

Jiang Feng used the Thousand Faces technique to disguise himself as a Divine Sect disciple, trying to understand the situation, but he found nothing. It seemed the ordinary disciples were unaware of any internal issues within the Lin Family.

"Maybe I shouldn’t have come here; I should head to Sunset Town."

"Since Huang Li broke the curse of Sunset Town and reached Qi Condensation Perfection in less than a century, Sunset Town must hold secrets. Perhaps the Lin Family’s experts are hiding there."

Jiang Feng decided to head to Sunset Town and investigate.

He came without a trace, went without a shadow.

With the help of the Qinglong Cauldron, the experts guarding the Divine Sect didn’t notice his presence.

Upon leaving the Divine Sect, two hours later, Jiang Feng finally saw Sunset Town.

Over a hundred years had passed, yet Sunset Town looked just as it did before, desolate like a solitary city in a desert of thousands of miles, quiet and eerie.

Jiang Feng didn’t rashly charge in.

He observed from outside Sunset Town for several days, but seeing no one entering or exiting, he extended his spiritual sense, only to find Sunset Town had become a dead city, empty and devoid of life, with a gruesome dry corpse under the broken-armed statue on the central street.

Jiang Feng hadn’t expected such a sight.

Could it be that the Lin Family’s experts are neither in the Divine Sect nor Sunset Town but are instead hiding within the Divine Sect Mansion?

But having reached Sunset Town, Jiang Feng couldn’t leave without taking a look.

He arrived at the broken-armed statue on the central street.

"Strange, why do I feel there’s an odd spiritual power fluctuation here, but can’t capture it?"

Approaching the statue, Jiang Feng’s vigilance heightened.

He gazed at the gruesome dry corpse.

The corpse was no longer human.

It resembled a drowned ghost, struggling on the water’s surface, with an eerie, soul-capturing aura.

Jiang Feng frowned, for some reason feeling the dry corpse seemed familiar.

He couldn’t help but extend his spiritual sense over it.

As soon as the spiritual sense touched the dry corpse, countless black iron worm-like tendrils suddenly appeared, attempting to entangle Jiang Feng’s spiritual sense and invade his mind.

"Curse Power!"