My Informative Cultivation Life

Everyone frowned, sighing.

"Don't say more, pay attention to our surroundings, let's go take a look," Ba Kui, the elder, led the way, and everyone slowly walked over.

The closer they got, the clearer the images of battle became... those were disciples of the Life and Death Immortal Sect fighting against the Immortal Armored Army.

With every moment, someone died; True Immortals appeared very fragile in such a fierce battle, continuously coughing up blood, constantly falling...

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But there were also powerful beings shining brightly, terrifying spells filling the halls, sweeping across in all directions, causing members of the Immortal Armored Army to burst apart frequently.

Among the Immortal Armored Army were also masters, unleashing terrifying fighting power, their formidable strength shaking the heavens and the earth, forcing the disciples of the Life and Death Immortal Sect to retreat step by step.

Both sides were locked in a life-and-death struggle, their eyes turning bloodshot with effort.

Yang Ji learned from the sporadic images left by his senior, Jian Wushuang, that this Immortal Armored Army had come for that top-tier Immortal Technique, the "Seal of Life and Death"!

Only now did he understand just how precious a top-tier Immortal Technique could be, as so many immortals had fallen for it, including... the fall of a Quasi-Imperial Monarch and the destruction of a supreme immortal sect.

For a long time, Yang Ji had been lucky, having obtained several incomplete top-tier Immortal Techniques, which had made him overlook their true preciousness.

Or rather, with his current experience, he couldn't accurately comprehend the importance of top-tier Immortal Techniques.

It was only at this moment that he realized a top-tier Immortal Technique could lead to the downfall of a super immortal sect possessing a Quasi-Imperial Monarch.

And he, carrying several incomplete top-tier Immortal Techniques, was blessed with an opportunity that defied the heavens; even the most favored scions of the Immortal Realm might find it hard to compare with him.

The Immortal Armored Army and the disciples of the Life and Death Immortal Sect fought a major battle.

They all died, all of them!

The images played again, and when Yang Ji and the others came back to their senses, their expressions were somewhat somber.

"What exactly was this great battle for?" Elder Ba Kui asked in a steady voice, confusion in his heart.

Although Yang Ji had seen some sporadic images, he kept silent.

"According to the Life and Death Sage, there should be unknown dangers here, we must quickly find a way out and leave this place," Elder Ba Kui said with a serious tone.

Everyone nodded, and then they continued on their way, passing through large halls and witnessing countless images of battles left behind by the Immortal Armored Army and the disciples of the Life and Death Immortal Sect.

Life and death confronted each other!

This was a battle over interests.

As the group surveyed the lingering shadows of time along their path, after nearly half an hour, they finally exited the halls and arrived outside.

They walked for several more days, and then they saw some more halls.

The dilapidated palaces covered who knows how many miles, with lingering images of fierce battles flashing within.

Days hurried by, and Yang Ji and his group moved through many ruined palaces, witnessing many images of earth-shattering battles, all very tragic.

They also went into the palaces to search for divine weapons, Immortal Elixirs, and some treasures, but they didn't find much.

The items were either destroyed in the great battle or had been eroded by the passage of time.

However, Elder Ba Kui found a piece of wood that was not yet decayed; even divine weapons had decayed under the aura of death, but this piece of wood was only half rotten, which showed its extraordinary nature.

After passing through the vast expanse of dilapidated palaces, their view became more open.

The sky remained dark and oppressive, as if one could touch it with an outstretched hand.

The desolate land was boundless, without end, and under the dim light, it gave a tremendous sense of oppression.

Looking out, the dark ground didn't have a single blade of grass; even within this dead landscape, there were hills, though they were low, bald, with vegetation that had no leaves, only branches, as if burned by fire, black all over.

Death and cold were at odds with the vitality of the people, making them feel uncomfortable.

"Where is the end here? Shall we fly instead? We just need to be careful," someone suggested with a focused voice.@@novelbin@@

"Good!" Elder Ba Kui pondered, "Then everyone be careful!"

"Understood!" The Red Dust Immortals present were all shrewd individuals who had cultivated for many years, almost all of them deeply experienced in the ways of preserving life.

Upon agreement, the group employed their stealth techniques and flew into the sky.

Yet, they had only flown a short distance when they were surprised to discover that a gentle breeze began brewing around them; then, like a tornado, it grew larger and larger, soon howling, and a funnel of wind, connecting heaven and earth, enveloped them.

"Yellow Spring Wind?"

A swirl of yellow wind enveloped everyone.

"Why has it suddenly become windy?"

"Is this the Yellow Spring Wind?"

"Not good, this wind can flay flesh and gnaw bones, it's too fierce." A Red Dust Immortal from the Yin Tribe suddenly cried out in alarm as a whiff of yellow wind instantly corroded his Immortal Aura protection. Despite having cultivated the Body Protection Immortal Art, he was instantly wounded; his clothes were torn, his flesh was sliced, and he felt a burning pain as a layer was stripped away.

"Kid from the Yin Tribe, are you alright?" Ba Kui, who was beside him, noticed his plight and quickly expanded his own Immortal Aura shield to envelop him.

But in an instant, he too let out a scream as the yellow wind also eroded his Immortal Aura shield, injuring his body.

The next moment, everyone was shocked to discover that their Immortal Aura shields were being corroded as well.

"This wind is strange." Everyone was deeply disturbed and hastily brought out their Magical Treasures to protect themselves.

However...

As the yellow wind tightened, the sound of sizzling quickly surrounded their Magical Treasures, clearly indicating they were being rapidly corroded.

"This yellow wind is fierce, we need to fly away quickly!" Ba Kui's ancestor's protective shield was also instantly eroded by the yellow wind, startling him. He yelled out loud and teleported away.

But the yellow wind clung to them like a persistent disease, not falling off in the slightest, and instead grew even stronger.

Seeing the wind growing stronger, especially next to Ba Kui's ancestor, Yang Ji frowned from behind and cried out urgently, "Stop flying, stop right now! The yellow wind was stirred up by the very act of flying. This so-called 'wind' is not really wind, but a manifestation of the deathly rules of the world."

"A manifestation of the deathly rules?" Upon hearing this, Ba Kui's ancestor was jolted into realization. He quickly commanded everyone to stop and slowly descend to the ground.

"Hunyuan Umbrella!"

Ba Kui's ancestor summoned a defensive Immortal Artifact, saying, "Everyone get in!"

Upon seeing this, everyone hurriedly ran inside.

Whoo, whoo, whoo!

The yellow wind, like a sharp blade, scraped wildly against the Hunyuan Umbrella, emitting a bone-grating screech that was chilling to hear. Everyone dared not even breathe; the yellow wind was too fearsome, like an Ultimate Immortal striking at them.

Whoo, whoo, whoo!

The yellow wind continued to howl.

Gradually, the sound of the wind outside seemed to grow much quieter.

"Nobody move, the yellow wind is dying down," Ba Kui's ancestor said in a deep voice.

Whoo, whoo, whoo!

The yellow wind raged on, but after a moment, there was no longer any activity outside.

Clearly, the yellow wind had stopped.

After the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the yellow wind finally dissipated outside.

"This yellow wind is strange; could it really be a manifestation of the deathly rules?" Everyone came out of the Hunyuan Umbrella, looked around, and voiced their doubt.

"We didn't encounter the yellow wind when we were on foot, but as soon as we started to fly, it arose and swirled around us. It could be that, as Brother Yang said, it was stirred up by flying!" Ba Kui's ancestor said gravely.

"This deathly wind is too fierce; none of us should fly," Yang Ji said, frowning as he looked at the sliced flesh on his arm.

"This place is treacherous, with too many unknowns. If Brother Yang hadn't noticed in time, and we had continued flying, the yellow wind enveloping us might've grown as big as a palace, leaving us unable to escape our fate," said one of the disciples with lingering fear.

"Alas, my Hunyuan Umbrella has been damaged!" Ba Kui's ancestor looked at his Immortal Artifact with some distress.

"This place is dangerous, and much is unknown; we need to be extra cautious. I think we should first verify whether the yellow wind is really caused by flying," someone still not quite convinced by Yang Ji's words suggested.

"Alright, I'll test it!" One Red Dust Immortal immediately flew up gently; as he accelerated his flight, yellow wind indeed stirred up around him. Seeing this, he promptly descended, and the yellow wind slowly dissipated as well.

"The yellow wind is really caused by flying; it looks like we'll have to walk," everyone agreed upon seeing this.

"Brother Yang, are you okay? I have some healing Medicine Pills; do you want to take one?" Ba Kui's ancestor turned to Yang Ji, feeling more and more that Yang Ji was mysterious and powerful, as if he knew everything. He increasingly felt that following him might be their only way out.

"It's nothing serious, just a flesh wound," Yang Ji waved his hand and said.

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