Chapter 105: Crisis

"Not good." A sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart. Yang Tian's expression changed slightly, but his figure had already appeared fifty feet away.

"Sss..." The black mist struck empty air and landed on an ancient tree. The tree, which would take three men to encircle, was dissolved in just a few breaths, and thick green smoke rose up.

"Corpse-Candle Demon Mist!" Seeing this, Yang Tian's face darkened. His cold, sharp gaze swept over the three of them as he barked, "What ruthless methods! Leave your lives here today."

"Retreat quickly!" A flicker of fear flashed in the scarred man's eyes. The three of them fled madly backward like stray dogs.

"Die!" With a furious shout, hundreds of arcs of light appeared in Yang Tian's palm. As his blood energy surged, the arcs swelled wildly. At the same time, Yang Tian's hand slashed down through the air.

"Whoosh, whoosh..." Every time an arc leaped, a spray of blood and flesh flew through the air.

"Close your eyes!" Seeing the extremely bloody scene, Hong Xue quickly covered her eyes and cast a complicated glance at Yang Tian. Three experts at the ninth level of Blood Refining had been dealt with by Yang Tian alone.

A pile of minced flesh. The surrounding guards were beyond words. How old was Yang Tian? Yet he was decisive in killing and extremely ruthless. Three notorious old demons had been finished off by him single-handedly.

"It really is Corpse-Candle Demon Mist." Picking up the jade bottle from the ground, Yang Tian had just uncorked it when a cloud of black mist surged out. He quickly sealed it back in.

"Dead just like that—too good for you." His cold gaze swept over the minced flesh on the ground as Yang Tian gave a low shout. Corpse-Candle Demon Mist was refined from human corpse qi. Don't underestimate this one gourd; without several hundred corpses, one couldn't refine this much mist.

Corpse-Candle Demon Mist could destroy people's artifacts. If even a trace touched one's soul, it was extremely troublesome. It was an evil method in the cultivation world, requiring a trace of death qi drawn from a corpse dead for exactly one hour to refine just a little.

Just as Yang Tian was collecting the void rings from the men, the energy absorption fluctuation of the Spirit Fruit suddenly surged violently. The essence of heaven and earth within a thousand zhang was drawn in, and a rich medicinal fragrance assailed their nostrils.

"It's about to ripen..." Everyone's gaze shifted instantly. Burning eyes fixed on the three fruits that were about to ripen, and they swallowed hard.

"If the Spirit Fruit could be refined into a pill, it would greatly aid in breaking through to Tongxuan." Licking the corner of his mouth, a thought crossed Yang Tian's mind.

The Spirit Fruit was the main ingredient for refining the Spirit Pill. Other ingredients were common on the market, but the Spirit Fruit was rare. Swallowing it directly would greatly reduce its efficacy.

As the essence of heaven and earth gradually slowed, the three luscious fruits ripened fully. Hong Xue cast a complicated glance at Yang Tian, then picked the three fruits and handed two to Yang Tian.

The people around were not too surprised by Hong Xue's action. Without Yang Tian, they wouldn't have gotten even one, let alone kept their lives.

"Thank you." Taking the two fruits, Yang Tian thought for a moment, then walked up to Hong Ying and smiled. "Here, this Spirit Fruit is for you, as repayment for your kindness."

"Giving it away?" Seeing Yang Tian's move, the onlookers were stunned. Such a precious exotic fruit, and he just gave it away? Hong Xue was also momentarily dazed. She hadn't expected that Yang Tian's bold demand was just to get a fruit for Hong Ying.

"Brother Yang Tian, this..." Hong Ying was startled, then shook her little head, twisting her clothes with her small hands. This was the first time she had received such a valuable gift.

"Take it. If it weren't for you... I'd have been wolf food by now." Yang Tian smiled and pressed the Spirit Fruit into Hong Ying's small hands. Just as he was about to speak, his body suddenly stiffened.

"What's happening?" A sense of crisis—extreme crisis! Yang Tian felt as if his clothes had been stripped away, all his secrets exposed. Cold sweat broke out on his back.

In the void, there seemed to be an immensely majestic light scanning Yang Tian's physical body, but it was only a fleeting moment.

In a certain space, endless mountains stretched on and on. The air was peaceful, with strange beasts soaring and cranes singing in the sky. On the ground grew ancient medicinal herbs of unknown age, with auspicious light manifesting on their leaves and intertwining wisps of mist.

In the river, flood dragons tumbled. Everywhere were green peaks and emerald valleys, with clear springs gurgling. It was a realm of breathtaking beauty, where flowers, grass, and trees seemed sentient, their leaves shimmering with radiance.

On a peak that stood towering into the sky, every rock was covered with strange divine patterns. Pavilions, terraces, and carved jade railings adorned the peak, with countless palaces sitting atop it, ethereal and hazy. Figures could be seen crossing through the clouds from time to time.

At the summit, in a purple bamboo garden, three old men in white robes sat cross-legged. Above them, in the center, a small pale-red seal rotated in the air as three streams of vast energy continuously poured into it.

After a few breaths, the three old men stopped outputting energy. The small seal slowly descended. On top of the seal lay a strange beast resembling a qilin, surrounded by divine patterns. The entire seal was highly spiritual, and engraved on it were the words "Heaven-Surveillance Seal!"

"I'm getting more and more interested in this kid. It took the three of us five consecutive activations of the Heaven-Surveillance Seal just to locate him. There's something odd about him." One of the old men opened his eyes and said calmly.

"Being able to evade the Heaven-Surveillance Seal's detection means the kid must have a treasure on him, and a high-grade one at that." Another old man with graying hair nodded, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.

"I'm not interested in his treasure. If that technique really can devour heavenly tribulation, then all the effort we've put in is worth it. Besides, the bloodline in this kid is unusual. It's not a waste of our energy."

"This kid is indeed a bit odd. Young Mo said that during his tribulation, he had a large amount of life-saving treasures to replenish his consumption, and his physical body was extremely strong. He must have a method for tempering the body."

"Heh, we'll meet him soon enough. All mysteries will be revealed. It's been a long time since we've been active. The Eastern Continent may have already forgotten about our Ancient Sacred Land. This time, let some juniors go out and gain experience." One of the old men tossed out a jade slip. As soon as it entered the void, it vanished directly.

Their words were grand and righteous, with a hint of righteousness. To them, Yang Tian was less than an ant. The techniques and treasures were of great significance to them. In the hands of someone with no power, and a minor cultivator at that, it was like a bright pearl buried in dust. They all wanted to claim them for themselves.

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"Yang Tian, what's wrong? Did something happen?" Seeing Yang Tian's pale face, Hong Ying asked with some concern.

"Nothing." Yang Tian waved his hand, then glanced at the sky and said calmly, "I have urgent matters and must leave now. Take care of yourselves. Remember not to mention me to outsiders, or it won't do you any good."

With that, Yang Tian's figure flickered and disappeared from their sight in a few breaths.

"He's gone just like that." Hong Xue gazed at Yang Tian's fading back with some melancholy. Just his strength alone was not that of an ordinary clan disciple, let alone his tough physical body.

"What does he mean? Don't mention him?" Wang Mo stared at Yang Tian with a strange look, a hint of venomous malice deep in his eyes.