Beneath a towering mountain range, beside a dense forest, about a dozen warriors were gathered around a campfire roasting meat.
Not far from the fire, a freshly skinned Demon Beast Skin was drying on the shaft of a wagon.
And next to the skin, there was a hooked Scorpion Tail, and two large bat wings placed on either side.
These were undoubtedly the fur, wings, and tail of the Lion Scorpion Beast.
Needless to say, the chunks of meat that were currently being grilled over the fire were from the unfortunate Lion Scorpion Beast.
A beautiful girl with flaxen hair, dressed in a pleated skirt that only noble ladies would wear, was sitting on a nearby rock with a sullen expression.
Beside her, a handsome young nobleman was earnestly and quietly trying to console her.
Not far from them, a very young-looking Mage was flipping through a book in his hands.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something.
He abruptly looked up, his gaze fixed on the Demon Core at the corner of the wagon.
That was the Demon Core of the seventh-level Demon Beast, the Lion Scorpion Beast.
The thing was quite valuable. Whether it was sold for a large amount of Gold Coins or kept to craft a Magic Wand, it was a good idea.
But just at that moment, he felt a magical fluctuation emanating from the Demon Core.
This was truly like seeing the Undead; the Lion Scorpion Beast was dead beyond dead. Not only skinned and deboned, but even its flesh had been taken to the fire to make roast meat. So why would its Demon Core still emit magical fluctuations?
Could it be that the Lion Scorpion Beast’s spirit remained after death, still attempting to invoke magic?
He had never heard of such a thing before. Even if it were true that a Demon Beast could leave behind a powerful Spiritual Power capable of activating magic posthumously, it shouldn’t be possible for a seventh-level Demon Beast like the Lion Scorpion Beast.
The young Mage had never encountered such an event, so he was momentarily stunned.
However, he quickly realized that the Demon Core was not showing any signs of unleashing magic; instead, the Magic Power within was rapidly depleting.
He saw a strange magic Rune rising above the Demon Core, crazily siphoning the Magic Power from within it.
"Look quickly, what’s going on here?"
The young Mage called out, drawing everyone’s attention to the event.
Soon, a few of the stronger individuals among them also sensed that something was amiss.
He pointed at the Lion Scorpion Beast’s Demon Core and said, "I feel like this Demon Core has become a coordinate, as if something is using this Demon Core to locate this place and plans to transport over."
These words instantly changed the expressions of the others.
A young warrior wildly guessed, "The Lion Scorpion Beast was summoned by Miss Tena from the Demon Realm. If something could use its Demon Core as a coordinate, could it be that this Lion Scorpion Beast was originally a pet of another powerful Great Demon, and the Demon, realizing its pet had died in battle, now intends to cross dimensions to come and avenge the Lion Scorpion Beast?"
Hearing this, the crowd’s faces turned even more unsightly.
Although the likelihood was extremely low, they could not discount the possibility.
If it really was true, then they were in for a dire situation should the powerful Great Demon behind the Lion Scorpion Beast break through the spatial travel to come here.
Although the Lion Scorpion Beast was not killed by them, the fact that it became like this after its death was nevertheless related to them.
After all, no one had considered the possibility of a Great Demon crossing dimensions to pursue them. And as a seventh-level Demon Beast, every part of the Lion Scorpion Beast—its fur, bones, flesh, and Demon Core—was of great value. Since it had died here, it naturally should not be wasted.
Therefore, they had skinned, disemboweled, and deboned the Lion Scorpion Beast, extracting its Demon Core and exploiting every bit of value they could from it.
"Not good, I already sense a trace of spatial fluctuation."
The young Mage’s face changed dramatically. "Bameng, quickly smash this Demon Core. We can’t let the Demon travel here from the Demon Realm; otherwise, we’ll all die."
"Everyone, move away."
A brawny man not too far away heard him, his face changed, and he let out a booming shout, commanding everyone to step aside as he drew his Broadsword.
His sword gleamed with a rich Golden Fighting Energy as he fiercely struck down, shattering the nearly depleted Demon Core with a loud crash.
Of course, the wagon was also smashed to pieces in the process.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness."
After carefully sensing with his Spiritual Power, the young Mage said, "The spatial fluctuations have dissipated. It seems that the Demon will definitely not be transported over."
Then, he felt a twinge of regret.
He had originally planned to claim the Demon Core for himself to craft Magic Equipment. Now, not only had the Magic Power within been nearly exhausted, but it had also been split into pieces, leaving it unusable.
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Qin Feng had no idea how the Demon Core had suddenly vanished, but he knew something unexpected must have occurred, otherwise, he wouldn’t have suddenly lost the transmission coordinates.
Moreover, at the moment the Binding Spell dissipated, a sharp pain transmitted through his Sea of Consciousness.
Fortunately, his Divine Soul was strong, and most of the Spiritual Beasts were subjugated by the Demon Refining Pot without needing to be controlled by a Binding Spell, so he managed to endure the pain without addressing it.
At the same time, he had no time to care whether his Divine Soul was damaged.
He was facing two major crises at the moment, one was the spatial turbulence surrounding him, and the other was the space channel ahead that was rapidly closing.
He had to endure the onslaught of the spatial turbulence and squeeze through the channel before it closed; otherwise, with his current level of cultivation, there was absolutely no chance of breaking through the world barrier.
Only by quickly entering the space channel could he enter this world, or else he would have to wait outside the world barrier, waiting for Elder Kongkong to summon him back.
Qin Feng’s thoughts raced, with no time to ponder, as he directly stimulated the Supreme Defensive Divine Power left on him by Gui Ling Ancestor.
Boom!
A massive turtle-shell-shaped Defensive Divine Power appeared outside his body.
The Turtle Shell was inscribed with the Eight Trigrams Chart and mysterious runes flowed around it, blocking all the spatial turbulence from getting remotely close to him.
This brought Qin Feng a sigh of relief.
He didn’t even have time to lament the consumption of the life-saving Divine Power bestowed by Gui Ling Ancestor; he immediately dashed towards the channel ahead.
The channel was originally small, being just a minor transport channel that could only fit one person going through, but now, after being delayed outside, the channel had shrunk significantly and was only about half a foot wide.
Seeing that the space channel was about to close completely, if he didn’t enter now, not only would this transport fail, but he might also suffer even greater agony.
After all, the life-saving Supreme Divine Power given to him by Gui Ling Ancestor couldn’t stay on him forever, and the spatial turbulence was not so easy to resist. Its consumption of Divine Power was enormous.
As Qin Feng lunged forward, his body also merged with the Ruyi Golden Snake, and then he used the Big and Small Ruyi Divine Power to quickly reduce his size, squeezing into the rapidly shrinking space channel.
The Ruyi Golden Snake was a fusion that had inherited the Bloodline Power of the original Spiritual Snake, so the Divine Powers it manifested could be used directly, and as its cultivation increased, it became more adept, unlike Qin Feng who was still relying on Divine Power Seeds.
Divine Power Seeds are just the seeds of Divine Powers, not yet fully transformed into Divine Powers, and when he used them himself, he could only shrink his stature to just over a foot tall, but after merging with the Ruyi Golden Snake, his size could be reduced to three inches.
With a whoosh, Qin Feng sped through the space channel with astonishing speed.
The instant he entered, the space channel behind him closed.
Qin Feng restored his size and stood within the world barrier, gasping for breath heavily to calm his strained nerves.
Had he been even a bit slower just now, he might have been cut in half by the closing space channel.
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"Fortunately, I was fast enough!"
After calming down, Qin Feng couldn’t help feeling rather pleased with himself.
Ordinary cultivators neither had his speed nor possibly possessed as many Divine Skills. This allowed him to squeeze in even when the space channel was no longer passable.
Having relaxed, Qin Feng finally noticed a chill under his feet.
He paused slightly, and looking down, he then realized that the soles of his shoes were gone.
It was in the last moment that the space channel had closed, leaving the soles of his shoes on the other side. It was only because his feet hadn’t been harmed that he hadn’t noticed right away.
Qin Feng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Then, he became curious and wanted to reach out to touch the world barrier above, but it felt somewhat dangerous, so he hesitated for a moment, ultimately deciding to be prudent and withdrew his hand.
The world barrier was neither solid nor merely a thin layer. It was composed of special laws, energy, currents, gang winds, clouds, and other existences within the world, with a thickness of at least several hundred meters. Ordinary powerful beings simply didn’t possess the ability to tear through the world barrier.
The air was thin high above, but that was no issue for him, as he could switch to inner breathing.
However, the extremely fierce gang winds made his figure unstable, and he felt chilled to the bone. Had he not been wearing his magic robe, he felt as if his very body would be blown away.
Qin Feng did not want to stay there any longer. Tentatively, he activated even stronger defenses on his magic robe and, finding that he indeed wasn’t repelled by the principle power of the world laws, he relaxed considerably and flew downwards.
Now, he could only fly by merging with the Ruyi Golden Snake. At such a high altitude, he dared not release the Spiritual Vulture. A single gust of gang wind could blow it away, and he certainly wouldn’t be able to sit stably on its back.
As he flew downward, he was also blown far off course by the gang winds in the high atmosphere, only feeling much better when the winds were no longer so fierce.
Below was a vast ocean, where a tempest raged over the sea, and towering waves crashed. Qin Feng, feeling the briny wind, could not help but smile wryly.
The tempest here wasn’t as fierce as the ones high in the sky, but it was still incredibly powerful. The waves that stood twenty to thirty meters tall were proof enough of the tempest’s ferocity.
He didn’t dare fly against the wind. To fly head-on into such a violent tempest was to ask for trouble.
Thus, he fled with the direction of the tempest, seeking an island where he could temporarily rest, planning to find the land of this world once the tempest passed.
After flying with the tempest for the better part of the day, he finally spotted a massive island at the edge of his vision.
It was a somewhat strange island, shrouded by mountains all around, but in the center, there was a depression, with surrounding peaks that seemed like barriers, enclosing the area within the island.
Qin Feng could not be certain there weren’t dangers on the island. His True Yuan was weak, and he needed time to restore it. So, he did not fly toward the island’s center but instead, following the tempest, flew to the back of the island, where he found a crevice in the cliff and crudely fashioned a place to stay.
Once inside, Qin Feng sat down on the hard rock with a long sigh of relief.
His downward flight from the high skies earlier had been extremely draining, followed by flying with the sea-level tempest for half a day. Now only about ten to twenty percent of his True Yuan remained. Had he not found a place to land, he would have exhausted his strength completely.
As for diving into the ocean, he dared not, unsure whether powerful creatures lived below the surface, much like in the sea areas of Biluo Great World, which sheltered many strong Demon Beasts of the Sea Clan. A careless dive could end with him being devoured by some Demon Beast.
Qin Feng didn’t immediately sit in meditation but instead took out a set of Array Flags and carefully concealed the cave, also masking his own presence.
With the protection of this set of Array Flags, ordinary life forms simply couldn’t break in.
Only then did he sit cross-legged with peace of mind and took out Spiritual Medicine to start restoring the True Yuan inside his body.