Qin Feng’s True Yuan restoration speed was quite fast.
Although he had expended over eighty to ninety percent of his True Yuan, he not only had an ample supply of Spirit Pills to assist him, but he also had the Demon Refining Pot to provide him with pure Spiritual Energy, making recovery naturally easy. The only effort required was to convert the Spiritual Energy into True Yuan.
After fully restoring his True Yuan, he didn’t leave immediately, mainly because the tempest outside was still howling nonstop, and heavy rain had even started. Moreover, during the time he spent meditating and recovering, the weather had darkened, obviously signaling it was nighttime.
He wouldn’t have minded simply the darkness of night, since the Ruyi Golden Snake had the Shadow Transformation Divine Power, which made the use of this Divine Power more convenient at night.
But he was reluctant to walk in the tempestuous rain. If he flew too high while surveying the island’s terrain and was struck by thunder from the clouds, that would be unfortunate.
So Qin Feng quietly sat cross-legged within the temporarily excavated cave and cultivated. Although his True Yuan had been restored, there were still many Cultivation Techniques that needed attention. In addition to the Azure Dragon Divine Technique, a Body Refining Technique, there was the method of tempering the Taoist Body from the Ten Thousand Beasts Origin Scripture.
His Taoist Body had already been tempered close to perfection, mainly because resources were plentiful. Moreover, his mentor Ning Wuxu would often bestow upon him some special natural treasures to aid his cultivation.
At the Foundation Establishment Realm, there was no need to comprehend the Dao. As long as one thoroughly comprehended the Cultivation Technique and continued to temper the Taoist Body, having such abundant resources to assist, it would be strange if his cultivation speed did not increase.
He spent half the night tempering his Taoist Body, and the remaining time was all devoted to comprehending the Shadow Transformation Divine Power.
This Divine Power was very different from the other Divine Skills Qin Feng had cultivated in the past and was somewhat difficult.
Other Divine Skills like Ruyi Golden Light, Golden Hole Finger, Shrinking Ground to Inch, primarily revolved around the application and techniques of strength—he was able to understand some of their principles.
But the Shadow Transformation Divine Power was different.
Once the Shadow Transformation Divine Power was executed, it turned the body into a shadow. The principles involved were beyond Qin Feng’s understanding. He had no choice but to slowly condense this Divine Power into a Divine Power Seed by imitating the Ruyi Golden Snake, without any genuine insight into it.
At least until his realm in Cultivation reached a certain level of achievement, it would be difficult to grasp the essence of this Divine Power.
Fortunately, as long as he could master it, he could use it. It was not absolutely necessary to understand the underlying principles.
Qin Feng now wanted to master this Divine Power as soon as possible.
Because he was nearing his advancement to the Golden Core Realm. If he could condense the Divine Power Seed before reaching the Golden Core Realm, the seed would naturally grow along with his advancement, completely transforming into a Divine Power he wielded, and its power would surely see a substantial increase. This was much stronger than merging it after reaching the Golden Core Realm.
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Quickly, the night passed.
It was not until the next day at noon that the storm outside completely ceased. The sea surface became calm, with not a ripple in sight.
Qin Feng waved his hand to collect the Array Plate, walked out of the cave, and with a few leaps, he reached the top of the cliff where he was. He looked far into the distance, the sea and sky blending in one color, a beautiful azure that was indeed refreshing.
Soon, he withdrew his gaze and looked around doubtfully.
He noticed a strange phenomenon: there were no seabirds dwelling on this island. Now that the winds were calm and the waves were still, not only did he not see any seabirds soaring over the sea to catch fish, but he also didn’t hear a single bird’s call.
What was going on?
Qin Feng was puzzled.
This sea area was not devoid of fish and shrimp; one glance into the water, and Qin Feng could see plenty of plump fish, shrimp, turtles, and crabs.
Turning his head to look left and right, he discovered that not a blade of grass grew on the cliff; the hard rock walls were devoid of any greenery.
Afterward, he turned around to look deeper into the island.
Then, his face changed.
It wasn’t because he saw any powerful creatures—in fact, he didn’t see any living beings at all. Everywhere he looked, there was only a murky fog.
Had it been just simple fog, it would have been fine, but this fog was mixed with a dense aura of death.
Moreover, this heavy, death-laden fog didn’t drift outwards at all; had Qin Feng not turned his head to look, he wouldn’t have even realized that there was a presence of undead spirit energy.
"What kind of godforsaken place is this? Could it be the legendary Undead Island?"
No wonder such a thought arose in his mind; the island was too strange. On his approach, he had traveled at least seven or eight thousand li over the sea without spotting a hint of any land or island, and yet, curiously, there was this strange, solitary island located here, exuding such rich undead spirit energy.
Qin Feng did not dare to enter recklessly. Summoning the Spiritual Vulture, he mounted its back and flew along the perimeter of the island for half an hour, yet he hadn’t completed even half a circle. He also noticed that the outer edges of the island, whether mountains or cliffs, sealed the death qi within the island.
As he steered the Spiritual Vulture over the outer mountains and flew a distance toward the deep interior of the island, his vision was met with endless gray mist.
He felt an increasing pressure the deeper he flew, weighing heavily on his heart.
And the Spiritual Vulture fared even worse.
Had it not been for its master on its back, it would likely have fled long ago.
While Qin Feng was alarmed by this, he also secretly speculated that perhaps the grave of an incredibly powerful being lay here; otherwise, why would such intense pressure emanate from this place?
The reason he guessed it was the burial ground of a strong entity, rather than the presence of a living one, was that he didn’t sense the breath of any living creature here; this place was clearly a land of death.
Qin Feng’s heart thumped wildly with the thought that if this truly was the grave of a formidable figure, just how powerful must that person have been in life to still emit such powerful pressure after death?
At the same time, he was also somewhat tempted.
Could it be that this mighty figure had left behind any treasures after death?
Once this thought surfaced, he couldn’t help himself; he immediately returned the Spiritual Vulture to the Demon Refining Pot and himself quietly descended.
The death qi here was so rich that Qin Feng suspected it might have given birth to death spirits. The Spiritual Vulture made no small disturbance while flying, and he did not wish to alarm any death spirits here, so that’s why he put away the Spiritual Vulture and went down alone.
He possessed a Spiritual Artifact that could conceal his aura and could even use the Shadow Transformation Divine Power, allowing him to move through this land of death without causing much disturbance.
After descending into the fog, Qin Feng realized that the terrain here was quite unique, made up of small hills of varying sizes.
Moreover, this place wasn’t entirely barren; there were indeed many plants, but all of them had yellow, malnourished branches and leaves. The sparse trees all grew in bizarre, twisted shapes, winding like strange snakes, and the occasional vine on the ground was equally weird looking.
Qin Feng didn’t pay too much attention to this. The vegetation that grew in a place abound with Death Qi would, of course, be very different from ordinary trees. Moreover, this place was always shrouded in grey mist and had never been touched by sunlight, so it was normal for the trees here to grow oddly.
However, what surprised him was that not only was the mist filled with a rich Undead Spirit Energy, but the oppressive force it contained was also much stronger than what he had sensed from above. He had to continuously cast Defensive Magic and guard his spirit closely to withstand the Undead Spirit Energy and the pressure as he moved forward.
After walking cautiously for some time and not encountering any danger, he boldly picked up his pace, using the Shrinking Ground to Inch Technique to cover several meters in one step as he made his way deeper into the island.
A moment later, Qin Feng stopped.
He faintly sensed a strange energy fluctuation.
He couldn’t distinguish what kind of energy it was, but he could confirm that it definitely wasn’t an energy that should exist in the Land of Death.
Without any hesitation, he followed the direction from which the energy wave was coming, intending to see what it was.
However, the deeper he went, the graver his expression became.
The aura’s oppressive force here was simply outrageous, making him feel as if he were a little rabbit being watched by a group of Jiao Dragons, possibly to be devoured at any moment by the majestic presence of that aura.
Hey?
A sudden thought struck him, why did he think of Jiao Dragons instead of other fierce beasts?
Logically, he should have thought of fierce tigers or giant Spiritual Snakes, so why did he think of a group of Jiao Dragons?
While he was pondering, he suddenly noticed a huge shadow loom out of the distant black fog, flying towards him at great speed.
Qin Feng was startled and immediately merged with the Ruyi Golden Snake, quickly fleeing using his Shadow Transformation Divine Power. Eventually, he hid himself far away behind a strange tree and exerted his Spiritual Artifact, which concealed his aura, to its utmost limit.
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Within the rolling grey mist, a massive figure with a body length of over a dozen meters flew out from the depths of the fog.
It had four legs, two wings, a sizable body, with a long tail trailing behind, and its ferocious head was adorned with two sharp horns. Its huge mouth bristling with fangs was terrifying to behold.
However, those eyes flickering with green Ghost Fire revealed that it was not a living creature, but a Soul Body.
This was the soul of a Monster.
Moreover, it possessed a degree of Spiritual Intelligence and formidable strength.
After reaching this area, it looked around in confusion.
It had definitely sensed a life force here just moments ago, so why was it now gone?
Could it have been mistaken?
After surveying the area and finding nothing, it finally flapped its mighty wings and flew elsewhere.
Once the Monster Soul Body had flown a considerable distance away, Qin Feng emerged from behind the tree.
He looked at the departing Undead Giant Dragon with furrowed brows; he had seen Demon Beasts similar to this Giant Dragon Soul Body when he was in the Red Flame Demon Realm, which were Demon Dragons that lived in volcanic regions.
Moreover, he had learned from books in the Red Flame Demon Realm that many worlds within this Star Domain were home to the Giant Dragon Clan, and the Demon Dragons of the Red Flame Demon Realm were a branch of the Giant Dragon Clan.
These Giant Dragons were distinctly different from the True Dragons of the Dragon Palace in the East Sea of the Biluo Great World. Like what he had seen earlier, they had four legs and two wings, appearing somewhat akin to giant winged lizards, yet starkly different in many ways.
The Giant Dragon Clan was also a kind of Demon Beast and even sat at the top of the food chain. They were innately powerful, and once they reached adulthood, they had the strength of level nine Demon Beasts. Additionally, they shared similar inclinations to the Dragon Clan of the Biluo Great World, being debauched and propagating many types of Sub-Dragon Beasts.
Qin Feng, looking in the direction the Undead Dragon had flown, pondered whether this place could be the burial ground of the Giant Dragon Clan. If that were the case, it would explain the dense Death Qi and the enormous pressure here.
Dragon Power was an innate ability of the Giant Dragon Clan, as well as their Talent Skills. After death, the Dragon Power would surely disperse, deterring other living creatures.
Qin Feng roughly guessed his current location, thereby analyzing that although the dragons of this realm were strong, they definitely weren’t powerful enough to dominate an entire realm.
The Dragon’s Grave, though sizable, wasn’t excessively large – this island alone seemed sufficient to serve as the burial grounds for this realm’s Giant Dragon Clan.
With this in mind, the small hills surrounding him were likely not just hills, but the graves of the Dragon Clan.
Having realized this, Qin Feng did not turn back but continued in the same direction as before.
He wanted to see what it was that could emit such a distinctive energy fluctuation in this Dead Domain.
He was also curious as to why the previously encountered Undead Dragon had allowed that energy to exist instead of destroying it.
Qin Feng advanced carefully, restraining his own aura amidst the omnipresent oppressive force, careful not to attract the Undead Dragon’s attention once more.
After a little while, he finally neared the source of the energy fluctuation.
He didn’t go to examine it directly because he didn’t know if there were other Undead Giant Dragons nearby.
Even though the strength of the Giant Dragons would decline severely after death, it was all relative.
A dead camel was still larger than a horse, and an Undead Giant Dragon that had died once was still not something he could contend with.
Furthermore, Undead Giant Dragons could continue to absorb Undead Spirit Energy over time to grow, possibly achieving a higher level of existence, especially considering how vast this Dragon’s Grave was, surely not just one Undead Giant Dragon resided here.
Qin Feng observed carefully for quite a while, and once he was certain there were no other Undead Giant Dragons in the vicinity, he set his mind at ease and headed straight for a small mound in front of him.
Without a doubt, this mound was also the burial ground of a Giant Dragon.
Moreover, he noticed that this mound was taller and larger by a whole margin than some of the surrounding mounds. It seemed that the Giant Dragon buried beneath must have been much larger, perhaps Elder Level of the Giant Dragon Clan.
After using Shrinking Ground to Inch, Qin Feng arrived atop the mound in just a few steps and saw the source of the unique energy fluctuation.
It was a small tree, about three feet tall, upon which hung a white fruit.