"Ah, aside from the teleportation array, the only other way is to cross the Endless Demon Sea," Elder Lingxu sighed, his tone laced with helplessness.
"As I mentioned yesterday, the Endless Demon Sea is far too perilous. Not only does it house powerful demonic beasts, but it’s also filled with miasma that corrodes the soul. Even Dao Comprehension experts wouldn’t dare venture through recklessly—most would likely perish midway, either from encountering formidable foes or exhausting their spiritual energy."
"Exhausting spiritual energy?" Ye Chuan mused upon hearing this.
What did that mean? If he wasn’t afraid of spiritual energy depletion, could he cross this so-called Endless Demon Sea?
"Indeed," Elder Lingxu nodded.
"The spiritual energy within the Endless Demon Sea is tainted with lethal toxins. Ordinary cultivators can’t absorb it to replenish themselves—only those demonic creatures naturally resistant to the demonic miasma can survive there."
"Without sufficient spirit stones to sustain oneself, attempting to traverse the Endless Demon Sea would be as difficult as scaling the heavens."
"What if—hypothetically—someone could teleport hundreds of miles and had infinite spiritual energy? Would that allow them to cross?" Ye Chuan glanced at Elder Lingxu and asked calmly.
"Ahaha, young friend, you jest," Elder Lingxu chuckled dryly, clearly amused by Ye Chuan’s words.
"If one truly possessed such godly abilities, not only could they cross the Endless Demon Sea, they could dominate the entire cultivation world without breaking a sweat."
"But in this world, where does one find a cultivator with infinite spiritual energy? Even those ancient monsters who’ve lived for tens of thousands of years couldn’t achieve such a feat."
"Hmm, then it’s settled." Ye Chuan gave a soft hum, as if he’d already made up his mind.
"…?" Elder Lingxu froze, his face blank with shock.
What did that mean?
Did he actually intend to take the Endless Demon Sea route?
That was a land of death even Dao Comprehension experts feared to tread!
Elder Lingxu opened his mouth, wanting to dissuade Ye Chuan further, but seeing the unwavering determination in his eyes, he swallowed his words.
Fine. If he wanted to go, let him. A young master like this was better left alone—his Phoenix Feather Sect couldn’t afford to provoke him.
"Where is the Endless Demon Sea located?" Ye Chuan inquired.
"It’s not far from here," Elder Lingxu replied. Seeing his resolve, he hesitated for a moment before retrieving a cyan jade pendant from his robes and handing it over.
"Young friend, this is my protective talisman. It can mitigate some of the demonic miasma’s effects—perhaps it’ll help you survive the ordeal."
Though wary of Ye Chuan, he couldn’t bear to see such a prodigy perish in the demonic sea.
Ye Chuan paused, giving the elder a long look.
Elder Lingxu coughed lightly. "We are both from the Donghua Divine Continent, after all."
"Thank you." Ye Chuan smiled.
[Item: Cyan Jade Pendant
Reduces the effects of negative statuses. Seems to be one of Elder Lingxu’s treasured possessions.]
Before setting off, Ye Chuan made sure to thoroughly loot the Liu family’s treasury, stuffing all the spirit stones, spirit crystals, cultivation manuals, and magical artifacts into his spatial storage. After filtering out the useless items and exchanging them for points, he ended up with a substantial reward.
"Not bad at all. With this many spirit stones, spirit crystals, and points, I’d say I’ve made a small fortune."
Ye Chuan briefly organized his spoils.
Having absorbed the souls of the entire Liu family, his amplification effects had skyrocketed by over tenfold. Given his already formidable base stats, even a single percentage increase was significant.
The spirit stones and crystals totaled in the tens of millions—Ye Chuan hadn’t bothered counting precisely. As for the manuals and artifacts, they were mediocre at best, so he’d exchanged them all for points.
"That should do it."
Ye Chuan glanced at the distant horizon, then turned back to Elder Lingxu. "Well then, Elder, farewell."
"Take care," Elder Lingxu said.
With everything prepared, Ye Chuan transformed into a streak of light and shot into the sky, speeding toward the Endless Demon Sea.
Within a few breaths, he’d already traveled thousands of miles. Elder Lingxu stood amidst the ruins, staring blankly at the direction he’d vanished. "That… was spatial movement?"
……
"Qian Shuang, wait for me."
Ye Chuan continued using spatial jumps, but soon, a wave of dizziness struck him.
His spiritual energy might be infinite, but his mental energy wasn’t.
Consecutive spatial jumps were a tremendous strain on his psyche. Even with Ke Ning’s mental amplification, pushing himself this hard was taking its toll.
"Buzz—"
Ye Chuan steadied himself midair and rummaged through his spatial storage before pulling out a Soul-Nourishing Pill and tossing it into his mouth.
One didn’t seem enough, so he poured an entire bottle into his mouth, chewing them like candy.
"Mm… bitter. Bleh."
In the distance, however, he could already see a fog-shrouded expanse and a black coastline.
His divine sense couldn’t penetrate the mist, preventing further spatial jumps.
"Is that… the Endless Demon Sea?"
Ye Chuan flew closer, arriving at the edge of the Endless Demon Sea.
An endless black sea stretched to the horizon like spilled ink, its dark waves crashing against the void. The spray dissolved midair into wisps of black mist.
Above the sea hung thick, cotton-like gray-black miasma, blotting out the sunlight entirely. Only faint, sickly glimmers seeped through the gaps, casting an eerie, flickering glow on the water.
"Fitting name," Ye Chuan muttered. This environment…
Hm?
He suddenly recalled Bai Qianshuang’s memories—in them, the sea had been blood-red.
Compared to that, this black demon sea seemed slightly more tolerable.
"So this is the toxic miasma?"
The thick, tangible fumes carried a stench of decay and blood. A single breath sent a sharp pain through his soul.
"Plenty of monsters here, no doubt. With this environment, even my divine sense can’t penetrate…"
In the distance, massive shadows occasionally flickered beneath the waves—demonic sea beasts lurking in the depths. Now and then, a black mountain-like fin breached the surface before vanishing again, leaving only eerie ripples in its wake.
Giant creatures…?
Further into the miasma, distorted silhouettes flickered, as if illusions conjured by the fumes—or perhaps demonic entities lying in wait.
"If I can’t teleport, I’ll just fly through."
Without hesitation, Ye Chuan stepped into the mist. Instantly, the thick fog enveloped him completely.
His Primordial Immortal Body activated, devouring the invasive toxins and miasma effortlessly. They couldn’t affect him in the slightest.
"Pathetic."
Ye Chuan began flying forward.
But he hadn’t gone far when a powerful suction force erupted from the sea. Countless black, mucus-coated tentacles shot up, aiming to ensnare him!
"Demonic creatures?" Ye Chuan looked down coldly. "Then die here."
He raised a hand.
"Primordial Surge—"
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