212: Yin marrow jade

Lin Feng, hidden in the shadows, heard every word of this conversation, and his heart suddenly cleared, followed by a chill.

It turned out that these two Sects were not just cooperating temporarily; they had been secretly operating here for many years.

To make Demonic Path Sects that had been wary of and fighting each other for years join forces for so long, what they were plotting must be absolutely extraordinary.

He held his breath and focused, observing carefully from the shadows, only to see the light screen flowing ceaselessly, emitting a formidable defensive power.

Among the guards before him, only two Early Core Formation Stage Cultivators were worth noting; if he struck with full force, he could naturally resolve them easily.

But doing so would inevitably alert the experts stationed deep within the gorge, where there seemed to be a Mid-Stage Core Formation Cultivator.

His purpose for this trip was clear: he was only looking for mystic silver sand and did not want to have a direct confrontation with them at this moment.

His gaze swept over the light screen; although its energy flow was tight, it was not flawless.

For Lin Feng, who was proficient in Restrictions and had keen perception, sneaking in without being discovered was simply effortless.

Lin Feng waited patiently, and the moment a gust of wind in the gorge kicked up sand and stones, disrupting the guards' vision, his figure flickered, and he silently passed through the gaps in the light screen's fluctuations, sneaking into Lie Feng Gorge.

The guards at the entrance were completely unaware.

After sneaking a distance into Lie Feng Gorge, he found a shadow in a recess in the rock wall to hide and quietly activated the heaven-stealing vine.

Several nearly invisible spiritual whiskers extended from between his eyebrows, silently sinking into the surrounding rock walls and the ground, carefully sensing the unique fluctuations of the mystic silver sand.

In less than half a cup of tea's time, the spiritual whiskers sent back feedback: more than ten feet to the front left, deep within a narrow rock crevice eroded by the wind, were embedded several points of high-quality mystic silver sand.

Lin Feng easily broke open the surface rock and took them out.

The sand felt cool to the touch, and the essence contained within was pure and abundant; it was exactly the top-tier auxiliary material he needed for tempering his metal-attribute kui su sword later.

With his goal achieved, he immediately wanted to withdraw and leave.

The depths of Lie Feng Gorge gave him an increasingly bad feeling; the Spiritual Qi was chaotic, as if a great danger was lurking.

However, just as his mind stirred and he prepared to retract the heaven-stealing vine's spiritual whiskers, the whiskers sent back a completely different, cold fluctuation from even deeper within.

This Aura was pure and restrained, carrying a unique charm that could soothe restlessness and nourish spirituality, unlike any material he had sensed before.

It was yin marrow jade.

Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat. This item was no ordinary auxiliary material, but the key balancing item in his plan for refining the Niu Su Sword.

The Niu Su Sword was water-attributed, focusing on change and penetration. Once the sword was completed, it could strengthen his own control abilities and complement the dou su sword, forming the foundation of the Yin and Yang balancing sword formation he had envisioned.

The extremely Yin and cold Qi contained within the yin marrow jade was the unparalleled choice for neutralizing the Niu Su Sword's water nature, making it supple yet firm, and allowing it to generate its own spirituality.

However, the conditions for this jade to form were extremely harsh; it needed to be nourished by the power of the stars for millions of years in an extremely Yin place to possibly take shape. It was something one could encounter but not seek.

He had inquired about it from many sources before, but had only heard its name and never seen its trace; he had not expected to sense it here.

The rumors in the markets about the rare treasures produced by the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss were actually somewhat true.

After hesitating for only a few breaths, Lin Feng took a deep breath, pushed his concealment technique to the limit, and followed the faint fluctuation sent by the heaven-stealing vine, sneaking deeper into the gorge.

The deeper he went, the dimmer the light became, and the miasma rolled like thick fog. He dared not be careless in the slightest, using the heaven-stealing vine's extraordinary perception to avoid several obscure spatial distortion points and remaining Restrictions.

Finally, he arrived at the edge of a deep, cold pool backed by a thousand-fathom cliff; the pool water was as black as ink, and the cold was biting.

Just among the slippery, scattered stones by the pool, a piece of beautiful jade the size of a pigeon's egg, pitch black as ink yet containing a faint luster within, was lying there quietly.

It was indeed the yin marrow jade.

The pure Yin Qi it emitted actually made the rampant miasma around it retreat.

But just at the moment Lin Feng reached out to take it, a sharp killing intent locked onto him from behind.

"You rat hiding your head and showing your tail! You really couldn't hold back!"

Lin Feng's heart shook violently. He considered his concealment methods to be sufficiently advanced; how was he still discovered?

In a flash of lightning, he had no time to think carefully and, almost instinctively, his figure retreated violently, while his wrist flipped, and he had already taken the yin marrow jade into his black jade bracelet.

At this moment, the light and shadow before him distorted, and an old man wearing a dark blood-colored robe with a sinister face revealed himself.

This person was Elder Yin of the Blood Fiend Sect. The Spiritual Pressure radiating from his body was solid and heavy; he was clearly at the Peak of the Early Core Formation Stage.

His eyes were sharp, locking onto Lin Feng, and the spiritual power around his body surged and billowed; it was clear he had long discovered Lin Feng and had not just happened upon him.

Elder Yin stood with his hands behind his back, glancing at Lin Feng with disdain: "Hmph, the Night of the Dark Moon is approaching, and all sorts of demons and monsters have jumped out.

An Early Core Formation Stage Cultivator is also learning to do this skulking, chestnut-plucking business? It seems you are tired of living!"

He probed with his Divine Sense and naturally knew that Lin Feng was also at the Early Core Formation Stage, but he felt his cultivation was a line higher, his experience was seasoned, and he occupied the geographical advantage, so he was already holding the winning hand.

"Being able to die under my hands can be considered your good fortune!"

He gave Lin Feng no chance to explain, assuming that this was a spy sent by another faction, attempting to seize Opportunity during the chaos on the Night of the Dark Moon.

Before his words even fell, a blood-colored light flashed in Elder Yin's eyes, he flicked his sleeve, and a dark red stream of light shot out, growing as it met the wind, turning into a slender, pointed shuttle three inches long, blood-red all over, and covered with strange spiral patterns on its surface.

This pointed shuttle was named the Blood-Transforming Heart-Piercing Shuttle, a Magic Treasure he had refined for many years. The moment it appeared, a point of faint light at the shuttle's tip locked onto Lin Feng's brow, emitting a harsh, shrill whistle, its speed as fast as teleportation, shooting straight at him.

However, facing this fierce blow, Lin Feng's eyes were calm and waveless.

With a slight movement of his mind, the dou su sword hovering at his side let out a low hum, its blade shimmering with deep blue light, unfolding the Xuanming Heavy Water Realm.

The aggressive blood shuttle crashed into the profound black water curtain, as if falling into a ten-thousand-foot mud pit. Its speed plummeted, the blood light on it was eroded and worn away by the heavy water at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the shrill whistling sound turned into a weak whimpering.

The sneer on Elder Yin's face instantly froze, his pupils shrinking.

"How is this possible? My Blood-Transforming Heart-Piercing Shuttle has been blocked so easily?"

This Magic Treasure of his was specialized in breaking Protective Aura and had been invincible against enemies in the past; yet at this moment, it hadn't even been able to shake the opponent's defensive barrier in the slightest?

In a mix of shock and anger, Elder Yin let out a sharp shout, his hands suddenly clasped together in front of his chest, and the blood light around his body suddenly boiled.

"Blood Sea, Rise!"

Following his sharp scream, with his body as the center, a viscous, tangible blood-colored wave surged out of thin air, rolling and roaring as it rapidly spread in all directions.

The blood waves were several feet high, and within them, it seemed as if countless resentful souls were wailing. Everywhere they passed, even rocks were corroded, sizzling and emitting green smoke.

Clearly, this sea of blood not only contained extremely strong filthy power capable of eroding the spiritual light of Magical Artifacts, but also carried strange fluctuations that disturbed the Divine Soul.

Elder Yin stood in the center of the blood waves, his face ferocious. He was confident that as long as this sea of blood fully formed and submerged that strange water curtain, no matter what heaven-defying methods the opponent had, they would not escape the fate of being turned into pus and blood.

However, just at this moment, the xingxiu sword at Lin Feng's side arrived first despite being launched later, its crimson sword light tearing through the long sky like a meteor.