C1306 The Remnant Soul of a Demon
Unknowingly, a day has passed. In this one day's time, Yang Xuan encountered three remnant souls of the Devil Clan's devil. However, these devil weren't very powerful when they were alive. Plus, a long time had passed after their death. Therefore, they were just some remnants of wandering souls. Apart from making ordinary people sick, they were also just some wandering souls. * Hong Long...... * Under Yang Xuan's Li Yan, they were burnt into smoke before they could even scream.0
In addition, Yang Xuan also picked up many weapon fragments. These fragments were of different shapes and sizes, but one thing that couldn't be denied was... Before they were broken, they had been placed in the current Central Province. All of them could be considered top tier weapons. However, what made Yang Xuan feel a little pity was that these weapons were not simply refined from a kind of metal. And most of the weapons were refined from several types of metal into alloy. Then, they were refined into such weapons. In other words, these weapon fragments were mixed with all kinds of metals. Thus, there was no value in returning to the furnace.
Yang Xuan could only throw away such a tasteless and wasteful thing.
Although the place where Yang Xuan landed was once a huge battlefield, such a battlefield was not everywhere. The area of the battlefield was about the size of a small city. After leaving that place, Yang Xuan had already walked two to three hundred miles, but he still didn't see any corpses on the other side of the battlefield.
In this place, there was only a dry land of death.
Even though he already knew that this place was once part of the Central Province, he still couldn't believe it.
In this Blood Burial Secret Realm, there was no distinction between day and night. Yang Xuan could only rely on the spirit stone Bell, which was the most common magic weapon to determine the time. This magic weapon was a must-have item for every cultivator who walked outside. All they needed to do was to put in one spirit stone. It could rotate for five years.
Before entering the mystic realm, the Heavenly South Sovereign had once told Yang Xuan about the scene in the mystic realm. He said that there were many remnant souls left behind by the remnants of the Devil Clan in this secret realm. Originally, Yang Xuan felt that it was unbelievable. Because even after walking for a long time, Yang Xuan still did not encounter a remnant soul of the devil that could be called an opponent.
However, this idea was dispelled by Yang Xuan not long after. After walking for a day towards Yuh Qingcheng from where he landed, a small hill appeared in front of him.
Although it was called a small mountain, it was actually only the size of a house. It was just that its existence was too sudden. It swelled up in a flat area like a tent. This made Yang Xuan feel very strange. So, under the stimulation of curiosity, Yang Xuan leaned over. He looked up and down for a while.
However, he didn't know if he was looking or not, but when he saw it, it gave Yang Xuan a huge fright.
This wasn't a small mountain, but a devil. Most importantly, Yang Xuan had never thought of the type of devil. From the time Yang Xuan was still in Wizard Country, until now... These devil had different shapes and forms. The biggest of them was the sheep hoof devil that Yang Xuan had encountered in Guan City. It was over three meters tall. The smallest one was the devil he had encountered in the Wizard Country, which was as fast as a flea. It was only the size of a human head.
Moreover, these devil were very similar to the ferocious beast. Their strength was also related to their size. In the same category, the bigger their size, the stronger their strength would be.
The devil in front of him was the size of a house, and it was one of the devil that Yang Xuan had encountered before. It was a devil that had a strange speed, like a flea. Yang Xuan had seen this kind of devil twice in the Spirit Country and Beast Spirit Sect. The biggest one was only half the height of a person.
But now, in front of Yang Xuan, there was actually a devil the size of a house. This made Yang Xuan's heart palpitate.
Standing beside the devil and carefully observing it, Yang Xuan discovered that the corpse of this devil was the same as the other corpses he saw here. It was still in good condition, and wasn't damaged because of the passage of time.
The mouth of the devil was extremely sharp, even though countless years had passed. * Hong Long...... * If he could remove the mouthpart, he wouldn't even need to polish it. He could use it as a weapon.
"Fortunately, you're dead. If you were still alive and went to the Mortal Realm, how much harm would it bring to the people there?" Yang Xuan stroked the chelicerae of the devil and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
At this moment, he heard a buzzing sound coming from behind him. It was as if a mosquito was flying. Yang Xuan's heart suddenly felt strange. This was a land of death. Even if mosquitoes and rats were tenacious animals, they would still die. It was impossible for them to survive in a place without food.
Ignoring the fact that he immediately reacted, all the hair on his body stood on end. He had heard this sound before in other places. It was the sound that came from the devil when flying in front of him.
"Damn it! Don't tell me you saw me touching your ancestor's corpse! That's why you're looking for trouble with me?" Yang Xuan muttered to himself, feeling a chill down his spine. There shouldn't be any living beings here, but how could the devil be judged by common sense? Therefore, it wasn't impossible for the devil to survive until today.
However, Yang Xuan didn't dare to imagine how powerful the devil, which had lived for so many years, was.
However, no matter how terrified Yang Xuan was, since the devil had already appeared, it was impossible for him not to face it. Just like that, with a perturbed heart, Yang Xuan slowly and stiffly turned his head around.
However, when Yang Xuan saw the true face of the other party, the bitter smile on his face couldn't help but increase a little.
What appeared in front of Yang Xuan was not the devil that had lived for hundreds of thousands of years as he had imagined. It was just a Flea devil the size of a human head. But this devil was not a devil, nor was it a devil that could still move after death. It was the remnant soul of a devil.
After Yang Xuan saw this remnant soul of the devil for the first time, he shouted in his heart, Not good! His instinct as a cultivator told him that the body of this devil before his death was the same devil that Yang Xuan had touched with his hand.
Furthermore, the power contained within the remnant soul of this devil did not weaken due to the passage of time. Instead, it became more and more focused. If it was an ordinary soul... Yang Xuan could easily see through his body. However, this devil in front of him... He could already block Yang Xuan's line of sight, which meant that he was about to turn into a corpse.
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