Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Li Guanqi was entirely shrouded in a black robe, indistinguishable from other wandering cultivators.

He stood on a mountain peak a hundred miles away from the Burial God Valley, his brow furrowed.

The entire valley was obscured by a layer of blackish-gray mist, so thick that even he couldn't see what lay within.

He could only see the surrounding towering mountains, each reaching into the clouds, their massive forms showing no anomalies.

Along the way, Li Guanqi had encountered almost no other cultivators within a thousand-mile radius.

He removed his hood, his brow furrowed as he looked towards the valley.

The valley exuded an aura of decay and death, making one's hair stand on end.

Even from a hundred miles away, there were no signs of life, and the temperature was low enough to raise goosebumps.

Li Guanqi flew through the air, arriving within a thousand feet, stepping into the void, and the chill intensified.

Even standing there, he felt a sense of unease.

The cliffs were steep, as if carved by knives and axes, and the valley's edge was filled with massive, pale rocks and bizarre stone pillars.

The vast valley, silent for a thousand miles, shrouded in mist, resembled a bloodthirsty beast lying in wait.

Under the night sky, the Burial God Valley gave Li Guanqi a sense of inexplicable oppression.

Even without any apparent danger, Li Guanqi found it difficult to breathe.

Looking up at the cloudy, gloomy sky, the clouds lingered perpetually, as if they had existed since ancient times.

Li Guanqi, possessing a Saint-grade Thunder Spiritual Root, couldn't sense any spiritual energy within these clouds.

Suddenly!

Li Guanqi seemed to realize something, looking around to confirm his thoughts.

No wonder he had felt uneasy since the beginning.

"This area within a thousand miles actually lacks any heaven and earth spiritual energy!"

Li Guanqi thought for a moment, then took out a large snakeskin bag from his storage ring.

The bag was large, and without hesitation, Li Guanqi took out all the Violet-Gold Crystals he had exchanged for.

One Violet-Gold Crystal was equivalent to ten thousand high-grade spirit stones, making it an even more precious form of spirit stone than Violet Crystals.

If he wasn't mistaken, it was highly likely that storage rings and similar items couldn't be used within the Burial God Valley.

If his Yuan Power couldn't be replenished, encountering danger would be truly fatal.

Li Guanqi finally filled the large bag with all the spirit stones, carrying it on his back, where it reached half his height.

Li Guanqi hefted the large bag on his back, feeling as if he were carrying luggage down the mountain from Fortune Village again.

He never expected that he, already at the peak of the Composite Realm, would still be carrying something like this.

Besides spirit stones, he also kept many of the inscribed talismans Gu Li had given him, as well as pills and other supplies.

Holding the Azure Sky Sword, he strode towards the Burial God Valley.

As Li Guanqi got closer and closer to the Burial God Valley, that inexplicable sense of oppression once again swept through his mind!!

Li Guanqi stood before the strange, massive cliff, stopping in his tracks.

He looked up at the valley filled with the aura of decay and death, and a sense of inexplicable fear arose in his heart.

It was precisely because of the fear in his heart that he stopped.

Looking back, he could see lush greenery in the distance, representing life.

Turning his head to look at the bone-white stone wall under the gray sky, Li Guanqi suddenly smirked slightly.

The long sword in its scabbard seemed to possess sentience, emitting bursts of crisp sword sounds.

Li Guanqi's eyes gradually became firm, because he knew what his goal was, knew what he wanted.

If he wanted to live that kind of comfortable life, with his current prestige and the power of the sect behind him, it would be enough to make him one of the top people in the world.

But he understood that all that seemingly glamorous stuff was meaningless without the support of strength.

Only by truly entering the Mahayana Realm could he control his own life and everything!

"Huff..."

Li Guanqi's chest rose and fell slightly, he exhaled lightly, and without any hesitation, he lifted his foot and strode into the Burial God Valley!

The陰 wind howled, the ground in the valley was rugged and uneven, filled with potholes and cracks of various sizes.

Some places were even bottomless abysses, and sometimes he would see huge piles of bones.

Li Guanqi frowned, and when his sea of consciousness vibrated, he found that an invisible force in this valley had completely suppressed his sea of consciousness!

This led to Li Guanqi not being able to use the power of his divine sense at all, but he could feel his divine sense.

Li Guanqi's expression gradually became serious, he held the sword sheath tightly in his right hand, and his footsteps became much lighter.

The area within his mind's eye was no more than thirty feet.

Li Guanqi speculated that this thick fog was the source of suppressing divine consciousness, and the sky above the Burial God Valley was gloomy.

He raised his hand to sense it, and was glad for his foresight!

In this Burial God Valley, he could not use any divine sense, so he could not even open the storage ring.

Occasionally, he could hear阵阵 wind sounds, but other than that, the huge valley was dead silent, eerily quiet.

After walking for a full hour, except for the bones and weathered pieces of cloth he saw along the way, Li Guanqi almost saw nothing.

In such an environment, Li Guanqi even had the urge to mutter to himself.

Suddenly!

Li Guanqi's figure paused slightly, he lowered his head, moved his foot away, and slowly bent down.

Reaching out to扒开碎石, it turned out to be an extremely ancient-looking storage ring.

The storage ring was湛 blue, the surface was covered with dust, and after gently wiping it, gorgeous and complicated patterns were revealed.

The corners of Li Guanqi's mouth rose slightly, he didn't expect his luck to be so good.

He didn't know how many years this storage ring had been here, but it hadn't been eroded and broken by the years.

He put it on his hand, thinking that he would see if he could open it after he went out.

Continuing forward, after a stick of incense, Li Guanqi suddenly stopped and retreated violently, and suddenly raised the sword sheath in his hand and blocked it in front of him.

Under the gray fog, a tall shadow loomed in the distance.

Li Guanqi frowned, his whole person's mind was tense to the extreme, and then he slowly walked forward as if he had noticed something.

After a while, Li Guanqi looked at the huge beast bones more than twenty feet high in front of him, with a凝重 look on his face.

The beast bones seemed to be the bones of some giant elephant demon after death, and the thick ribs exuded the aura of decay.

But occasionally you can still see some milky white灵光 flickering on the bones, it seems that the strength of this big demon before his death was not simple.

The ribs were broken, and the spine was cut off, Li Guanqi murmured: "It seems that he encountered a very fierce battle before his death."

But at the moment when Li Guanqi reached out and touched the骸骨, the huge skeleton turned into fly ash in an instant.

The阴 wind blew, the bones turned into powder and fell on the ground, just as he turned to leave.

Li Guanqi was suddenly attracted by a white bead the size of a thumb on the ground.