Chapter 239 (1/2)

Chapter 239: Battling Rong Huan Xuan

Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu

Evil Demon Trees were special creatures, something between a plant and a beast. They could form an inner core like beasts that was similar to a martial artist’s Dantian; this was their source of power, known as tree heart.

Since they counted as half-plants, Evil Demon Tree’s tree heart was like spirit gra.s.ses, very easy to refine and thus even more precious.

Ling Han pursued them relentlessly, beating the Evil Demon Tree army into disarray. At last, seven Evil Demon Trees had their tree hearts dug out while the rest took the chance and escaped, disappearing without a trace. However, due to their quality of being half-plant, even if their tree hearts were gone, they wouldn’t die. The tree heart would still slowly grow back after a thousand years.

Seven tree hearts should help him break through to the second layer of the Gus.h.i.+ng Spring Tier, right?

Ling Han was very curious—when he reached the peak of the first layer of the Gus.h.i.+ng Spring Tier, would he form a second spring eye, or continue to expand the first spring eye?

He wasn’t in a rush to refine these tree hearts; he continued to march on. Every time the mystery realm opened, it could only remain open for about two months’ time—he’d already used up about half that time, so he had to speed up his pace.

Fortunately, he had a predecessor’s logbook, so he avoided several dangerous restrictions on the way, faced with threats but no real danger.

The deeper it was, the flatter the landform was. Before, there were undulating mountains, but here there was only a spread of flatland seemingly without end.

In the distance, a black light shot directly into the sky, connecting to the firmament like a heaven-reaching pillar. At the top, a pitch-black layer of clouds circled around it. A small dot could be seen faintly there, though what it was exactly was a mystery because it was simply too far to recognize.

The location of the black light should be the mystery realm’s core; what secrets exactly were hidden there?

Zi!

Ling Han hadn’t set out yet, but already heard a strange sound and saw three bronze caskets slide from afar. That strange sound was issued by the caskets grating against the ground. The caskets stopped ten meters in front of Ling Han.

Peng , the casket’s cover flew open, and out jumped a youngster; it was Rong Huan Xuan.

“You’re quite strange, kid, I’m surprised you were able to come here!” Rong Huan Xuan said with a puzzled yet impressed expression.

“You too! You too!” Ling Han smiled as he said. If Rong Huan Xuan didn’t use the Silver-Armored Corpse, then he would be able put up a fight.

“You had a breakthrough?” Rong Huan Xuan’s gaze inadvertently swept by Ling Han’s body, instantly causing him to open up his mouth wide enough to fit a chicken egg inside. “You were only in the first layer of the Element Gathering Tier earlier, how did you suddenly become someone at first layer of the Gus.h.i.+ng Spring Tier?”

This was truly inconceivable; whose cultivation could jump like that?

“Right, you should’ve eaten some spirit fruit, that’s why your cultivation made a leap.” He immediately nodded, answering his own question. It was the only reasonable explanation.

Ling Han naturally wouldn’t explain. He said, “You can come here because of the three caskets, right?” Rong Huan Xuan rode the casket over earlier; this was the Thousand Corpse Sect’s most precious treasure, perhaps even a Tenth Tier Spirit Tool since it was able to fend against the restriction.

Rong Huan Xuan smiled proudly and said, “Correct!” Then, he asked, “So, how did you come over?”

“Luck.” Ling Han smiled.

“Then your luck is truly bad!” Rong Huan Xuan revealed a sliver of killing intent.

“Why?”

“Because you’re going to die by my hands now!” Rong Huan Xuan attacked, forming a fist with his right hand. A spread of filthy air was discharged from his body, turning the ground thirty meters around him into dead land. Corpse Qi kept rising and turning into skulls, charging towards Ling Han.

“Hmph, evil triumphs not over the virtuous!” Ling Han snorted, and with a thought, flames emerged from his body, fending against the corpse land.