356: The traces are exposed!

As long as this greatest threat was gone, her chances of escape greatly increased.

Having killed the Snowfield Silver Wolf King with one shot, Su Lin Yun couldn't spare her hands to deal with the several Snowfield Silver Wolves in front of her. She could only barely condense her cultivation into a shield, just managing to block their attacks, while her own injuries worsened once again.

Su Lin Yun freed her hand and painstakingly pulled the long spear out of her body. A gaping hole had appeared in her chest, 貫通 from front to back, with blood continuously flowing out.

Su Lin Yun's previous strike had been too ruthless, completely disregarding herself, and as a result, she also suffered severe injuries from the spear. The only difference was that she had avoided vital points, while the Snowfield Silver Wolf King was struck directly in the head!

"Thud!"

Su Lin Yun forcefully plunged the long spear into the snow, hitting the ground with a dull thud.

At this moment, she was covered in blood, her aura extremely weak, as if she could collapse at any moment.

However, after losing the Snowfield Silver Wolf King, the pack of Snowfield Silver Wolves immediately began to split.

Without the Snowfield Silver Wolf King's suppression, the remaining several Snowfield Silver Wolves at the Great Perfection of Tribulation immediately divided the pack.

They looked at Su Lin Yun. Although she was severely injured at the moment, the unique oppressive feeling belonging to a Nascent Void cultivator still made these Snowfield Silver Wolves feel a disparity in life levels.

They did not attack again but led their respective packs and scattered.

"Finally... I survived..."

Su Lin Yun watched the departing wolf pack, letting out a sigh of relief, and said with a sense of release.

"The most important thing now is to quickly find a place to heal!"

Saying that, Su Lin Yun put away her long spear, dragging her heavily injured body. She found a cave on a snowy cliff. With the long spear in her hand, she lightly waved her right hand and opened up a small, suitable cave dwelling.

Su Lin Yun hid inside and began to heal.

"This time, I'm really unlucky. Such severe injuries will take at least ten days to heal. By then, I don't know if the Saint Lord Inheritance will fully appear. If it does, it will be troublesome..."

Su Lin Yun murmured.

"Ancestor, I'll lend him a hand. This healing shouldn't count as a trial, right?"

After Lü Chengtian finished speaking, without waiting for Wuji Daoist's reply, he subtly sent out strands of healing power while forming hand seals. Following Su Lin Yun's hair, it repaired Su Lin Yun's injuries without her noticing at all.

It was clear that upon seeing Su Lin Yun's performance against the wolf pack, even with Lü Chengtian's discerning eye, he couldn't help but develop an appreciation for her talent.

The master's judgment is indeed excellent!

"Hmm?!"

Su Lin Yun suddenly startled awake!

She suddenly noticed something amiss during her healing process!

Her internal injuries had begun to spontaneously improve, and even areas she hadn't actively healed were starting to self-repair, and at a very fast rate.

"What's going on? Why are my injuries recovering so quickly? At this rate, wouldn't I be able to recover to peak condition in half a day? Could it be that my physique is gradually awakening?"

Su Lin Yun immediately immersed her mind into her body, sensing the changes in her internal physique, but after a thorough examination, she found that she didn't seem to have many physical changes...

Lü Chengtian was a strong cultivator at the Ninth Layer of Yang Solid, and the gap between him and a Second Layer Nascent Void cultivator was simply too vast!

Therefore, if he acted without wanting Su Lin Yun to notice, she, with her Second Layer Nascent Void cultivation, would certainly not be able to detect it.

Su Lin Yun carefully examined her body again, but ultimately found nothing, and could only choose to passively accept it.

In any case, this was good news.

"Forget it, I won't worry so much. I'll heal quickly and continue forward."

...

At the same time, two cultivators appeared on the snowy mountain.

These two cultivators, dressed in cyan robes, advanced continuously across the snow. Their speed was extremely fast; often, one step would cover several li.

These were cultivators from the Qingming Pulse. Since they were looking for Su Lin Yun, they naturally couldn't just search in the core area. The Qingming Pulse had dispatched a large number of disciples to search everywhere in the inner and outer regions.

Their speed far surpassed other cultivators of the same realm, and they also moved in small groups. To people from other forces, these were rogue cultivators. Generally speaking, other forces would not make things difficult for these rogue cultivators.

Because there was no need; everyone was not a bloodthirsty person, and without any personal gain, few people would kill others for no reason.

So, as the two traveled, although they encountered many forces and organized cultivators, they did not cause any major conflicts.

The two moved one after another. As they passed a certain snowy mountain, one of the cultivators suddenly said:

"Wait! It seems there was a great battle here just now!"

The other cultivator showed a hint of doubt, looked around, and said:

"No, where are the traces of battle?"

"Follow me!"

The man subtly discerned the direction, then quickly ran towards a certain spot.

Approximately half a minute later, the leading cultivator stopped, looked at the snow in front of him, and suddenly waved both hands. Instantly, snowflakes flew, and the accumulated snow on the ground was directly blown into the air.

Revealing the bloody ground.

These bloodstains had already congealed into clots under the low temperature; they were the blood left behind from Su Lin Yun's previous battle with the Snowfield Silver Wolves!

As for the corpses of the Snowfield Silver Wolves, Su Lin Yun must have taken them away conveniently.

He naturally knew that these corpses could be refined into immortal qi. Although his main goal was the Saint Lord Inheritance, these corpses were also rare good things.

They certainly couldn't be missed.

The cultivator observed the bloodstains on the ground and said indifferently:

"These bloodstains seem to be from Snowfield Silver Wolves. It looks like at least over a thousand Snowfield Silver Wolves perished here!"

The cultivator behind him quickly caught up. His sharp eyes fixed on the bloodstains on the ground. Suddenly, his expression tightened, as if he had discovered something.

He quickly walked towards a patch of blood, melted the blood, and a familiar aura emanated from it.

"Brother Wu! Come and see!"

The cultivator addressed as Brother Wu quickly walked over and was somewhat surprised to see the blood in his companion's hand!

He detected the aura of the Saint Lord's bloodline from this blood!

"Brother Wu, look, isn't this the blood of that Chang Sheng Pulse remnant?!"

Wu Cang pondered for a moment and slowly said:

"There is indeed the aura of the Saint Lord's bloodline in here, but you and I also have it. How can this prove that it's the blood of that Chang Sheng Pulse remnant?"

The man lightly blew a breath and said with a faint smile:

"Brother Wu, aren't you confused? I can confirm that this is the blood of that Chang Sheng Pulse remnant!"

"Oh? How can you tell?"