Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 548 Land of Death
The black crystal was not big. Fang Xuan's mind moved, and purple flames slowly seeped out from his palm, wrapping up the entire black crystal.

As the flames slowly rose, the layer of earthy brown rock covering the surface of the black crystal slowly slid off like emulsion, revealing the star-like black crystal core.

In the core of the black crystal, the black mist was still lingering, and it obviously did not disappear because Wang Yuling was killed.

Without the ancestor saying much, Fang Xuan immediately understood the other party's intention.

Although Wang Yuling had been killed, the evil spirit in the black crystal had not been resolved, so the biggest threat to the entire Changsheng clan had not been completely eliminated.

As long as the people of the Changsheng tribe still rely on the black crystal as a necessary item for cultivation, it will only take a few hundred years for new evil demons to appear in the blessed land.

As for whether the Immortal Clan will be able to face it by then, even the ancestor himself does not have enough confidence.

Fang Xuan remained silent.

In fact, the person who is most surprised now is Fang Xuan.

At the beginning, Fang Xuan believed that it was because of Wang Yuling's existence that the Xuanjing Mine Cave in the entire blessed land was polluted by the evil spirit. As long as Wang Yuling was killed, the evil spirit in the entire blessed land could be completely purified, which naturally included the evil spirit in the Xuanjing Mine Cave.

But obviously, the evil spirit in the Xuanjing mine cave has nothing to do with Wang Yuling.

Even judging from the current circumstances, Wang Yuling's possession of the devil was probably due to his use of the black crystal for cultivation.

The four of them looked at each other.

The ancestor sighed deeply, "Now it seems that I am also responsible for Wang Yuling's possession of the devil a thousand years ago, and for the disasters that have plagued the clan for a thousand years!"

Yuan Chen said sternly: "Father, the blame for all this lies with Wang Yuling. If it weren't for him, the clan wouldn't be so dependent on the Holy Stone until now."

Seeing Yuan Chen's attitude, Fang Xuan was also somewhat puzzled, and asked, "Fellow Daoist Yuan, did you cultivate without the help of the Holy Stone?"

Yuan Chen nodded, and Yuan Zhi beside him explained: "We, the Immortal Clan, are naturally very friendly to the spiritual energy of wood, so brother only needs to rely on the spiritual wood fluid to practice, and the holy stone will backfire on brother."

"In fact, I am the same, but my talent is not as good as my brother's. Until now, I can't even open the door to the Heavenly Palace."

As he spoke, Yuan Zhi revealed a great sense of frustration.

Fang Xuan nodded slightly and immediately understood that the cultivation methods of the Immortal Clan should also be divided into two categories.

One type is based on talent, focusing on the spiritual energy of wood; the other type uses the power of holy stones to improve their cultivation.

The ancestor’s next words also verified Fang Xuan’s guess.

The ancestor said: "Thousands of years ago, my Changsheng clan was the descendant of the divine spirit tree. We are born with a great affinity for the spiritual energy of wood."

"A thousand years ago, the previous ancestor accidentally found a book on cultivation magic. He felt that this magic was contrary to the roots of our clan's cultivation, so he kept it sealed away."

"During that time, Wang Yuling and I had a dispute over the direction of cultivation. In the end, I don't know how he got this magical power, and his realm has improved rapidly since then."

“It is also because his magical powers have been greatly manifested in him, so gradually some tribesmen began to secretly use the holy stone for cultivation.”

"When the previous ancestor and I discovered the problem, it was too late. We had no choice but to freeze Wang Yuling in the holy land."

At this point, the ancestor looked sad and sighed, "If I had known this earlier, if I had stopped Wang Yuling, there would not have been this thousand-year disaster!"

Yuan Chen just learned this secret from the ancestor's mouth and shook his head deeply.

Fang Xuan quickly integrated all the information in his mind.

Wang Yuling's possession of the devil was related to the cultivation magic book, so the generation of the evil spirit in the entire blessed land should be related to the cultivation magic book. Thinking of this, Fang Xuan hurriedly asked: "But I don't know where the cultivation magic book came from?"

After that, he continued, "Although this happened a thousand years ago, but..."

The ancestor suddenly realized and said, "Do you think that all the evil spirits are related to that cultivation magic power?"

Fang Xuan nodded, then shook his head and said in a deep voice: "A cultivation magic power will not cause such a huge chain reaction. At least the evil demonic aura in the black crystal will not be spontaneously generated because of a cultivation magic power."

"The reason for everything may be revealed when we go to the place where the magical power was discovered."

The three of them looked towards the ancestor.

The ancestor hesitated for a moment and said, "That is a place of death. I went there once before and I still remember it clearly."

The ancestor also briefly recalled and wanted to take Fang Xuan there personally, but his injuries had not yet recovered and going would only cause trouble for everyone.

Finally, he decided to let Yuan Chen make the trip on his behalf.

Yuan Zhi also wanted to follow, but was dissuaded by Yuan Chen's words.

The blessed land is not very big, but the Immortal Clan has only explored two-thirds of it, and the place they need to go this time happens to be in an unexplored area.

And this place is the center of the entire blessed land.

A huge and sturdy plant a hundred feet tall stood between heaven and earth, as if it had opened a bridge between heaven and earth, spanning the sky.

Surrounding this giant tree are buildings of strange shapes. Each building looks very old, and many have been eroded by time, leaving only broken walls and ruins.

This is the land of death, the real forbidden area mentioned by the ancestor.

Two figures quickly shuttled through the huge forest, causing bursts of crisp sonic booms.

But even with such a noise, the two of them did not notice any other life forms moving around.

It seemed as if this huge complex of buildings was like the netherworld of hell, with no living creatures at all.

Soon, the two stopped at the outermost edge of the building complex.

Along the way, Yuan Chen was like a child who had just left his old world. Everything he saw was new to him.

Of course, it was more of a shock.

After the figure stopped, Yuan Chen couldn't help but sighed: "I didn't expect that after living in this blessed land for hundreds of years, I only now know that there is such a place in the blessed land!"

Fang Xuan stood still under a giant tree, his golden pupils flickered a few times, and he said in a concentrated voice: "There is no breath of life within a hundred miles. This place is very wrong!"

Hearing this, Yuan Chen's expression became more solemn.

Generally speaking, even in ancient battlefields where great wars have taken place, some life will slowly emerge as time goes by.

In a place like this, no new life has been born for several years. Something extremely terrible must have happened.

Then, Fang Xuan focused and looked forward.

"Go deeper from here, and you'll reach the place Senior Yuan Zhen mentioned. Be careful!"

(End of this chapter)