Chapter 1032, Unreturnable Land

Translator: Silavin

 

[How can I get out of this place?] Qin Yichen’s gaze rapidly swept across his surroundings. However, he discovered helplessly that there seemed to be no exit at all.

 

The only thing that could be considered an exit was the sky above, which flickered with waves of divine light. Probably even Saints might not necessarily be able to fly out.

 

[See like I can only move forward!] Watching as hundreds and thousands of spectres had already begun drifting toward him, Qin Yichen gritted his teeth. His figure didn’t retreat but instead advanced, charging boldly toward the front.

 

He discovered that the spectres here seemed unwilling to be trapped in this place and wanted to break free from the constraints here to escape. However, facing that faintly flickering divine radiance, which carried a mysterious suppressive power, they simply could not flee.

 

These hundreds of thousands or even millions of spectres all seemed to be converging toward a certain direction.

 

The spectres before Qin Yichen’s eyes were only a small portion. Further ahead, densely packed beyond calculation.

 

“All evil, begone!”

 

Just as he was about to make contact with the first batch of spectres, Qin Yichen gave a soft shout and urged his True Dragon Martial Soul to its limits.

 

*Roar!* Originally merely enveloping Qin Yichen’s body, isolating that unbearable Yin Energy, under the catalyst of his vigorous Yuan Energy, the True Dragon phantom manifestation’s radiance blazed brilliantly.

 

The manifestation, at this moment, seemed to transform from illusion into substance. Antlers of a Deer, eyes of a Rabbit, scales of a Fish, and claws of an Eagle… Accompanied by a dignified, solemn, and majestic aura, the True Dragon manifested. A pair of eyes, filled with contempt, gazed at the spectres drifting toward it.

 

*Wuwa!* With the True Dragon’s manifestation, those spectres that had originally been approaching menacingly, one by one, as if encountering their natural predator, screamed miserably. Their speed increased several notches as they scattered in all directions.

 

Those spectres that could not dodge in time and were touched by the True Dragon Martial Soul directly turned into white vapour with a *sizzling* sound, dissipating into the air.

 

The True Dragon was immune to all evil! It was the nemesis of evil entities!

 

These spectres all possessed their own consciousness. Even if they did not recognise the True Dragon Martial Soul, they sensed danger as if from a natural predator. Immediately, they avoided it frantically. How would they dare provoke a True Dragon!?

 

The originally impenetrable mass of spectres, with Qin Yichen’s forceful intrusion, rapidly became agitated. Countless spectres fled in all directions, and a spacious passage mysteriously appeared amongst the endless spectres.

 

Seeing this, Qin Yichen seized the opportunity, exerting his full strength as he rapidly charged toward the depths.

 

Wherever he passed, the spectres on both sides continuously retreated, fearing contact with that True Dragon Martial Soul.

 

During this charge, after not much time, Qin Yichen’s expression gradually became grave. The spectres ahead of him bore increasingly dense Yin Energy on their bodies. Even with the True Dragon Martial Soul’s protection, he felt a bone-piercing chill.

 

This coldness seemed as if it would freeze his very Soul!

 

Most seriously, under this full-force activation, Qin Yichen discovered that his Yuan Energy was depleting at an alarmingly rapid rate.

 

If he had not already broken through to the Martial Ancestor Realm, with a breakthrough advancement in both the quality and quantity of his Yuan Energy, probably this short half hour would have been enough to exhaust him completely, rendering him unable to activate the True Dragon Martial Soul.

 

[Damn it. Why haven’t I reached the end yet? Just how many of these spectres are there?] After charging for nearly a full hour, Qin Yichen couldn’t help feeling some despair rising in his heart.

 

He discovered he had still underestimated the number of these spectres. During his charge just now, he had covered at least several hundred kilometres, and everywhere he passed was densely packed with spectres. Roughly calculating, there were at least several million of them!

 

He truly could not comprehend why, after such a long period of suppression, these spectres still had not dissipated. Or perhaps they were evil entities born from this supremely evil land?!

 

Then why hadn’t Ancestor Hongjun completely resolved the problem with this territory back then, instead choosing suppression, leaving such a massive hidden danger in the most important location for the Human Race?

 

However, there was no time left for Qin Yichen to contemplate these questions.

 

The True Dragon manifestation on his body had already begun gradually dimming. No longer as brilliant and dazzling as before, it instead appeared illusory, as if it might vanish at any moment.

 

Perhaps because of the True Dragon Martial Soul’s illusory state, that pervasive Dragon Prestige began to thin. The spectres around Qin Yichen no longer retreated as swiftly.

 

They seemed to possess intelligence, watching Qin Yichen covetously, as if the moment that thing they feared and dreaded disappeared, they would swarm forward to devour this intruder.

 

“Haaaa…” Qin Yichen gave a muffled groan. His steps staggered, his face deathly pale, his aura weakening.

 

Originally, when he fell down here, he had suffered significant injuries. Fortunately, his physical body was robust. After consuming several Pills and suppressing the Yuan Energy, he could still persist.

 

However, after this extended charge, combined with the consumption from activating the True Dragon Martial Soul, he was injury upon injury, utterly exhausted.

 

Qin Yichen gritted his teeth, his gaze somewhat dazed as he looked toward the seemingly endless front. In the distance, spectres were already standing in place without any sign of moving aside.

 

“That is…?”

 

Suddenly, Qin Yichen’s pupils contracted. At the end of this misty white expanse, he seemed to see only darkness.

 

Darkness…

 

Seeing this scene, Qin Yichen’s spirits lifted.

 

Was this the reason so many spectres had gathered here?

 

That place, was it the exit?

 

To be able to reach this point, Qin Yichen did not know how fortunate he had been.

 

If it were someone else, even if they had not died from the fall, they probably would not have been able to move an inch. After all, no one else was like him, protected by a True Dragon Martial Soul.

 

Without the True Dragon Martial Soul, just this cold wind alone would have been enough to freeze a person solid!

 

Moreover, without something that could make the spectres feel dread, even Saints probably couldn’t persist for long here, let alone charge such a vast distance through this spectre-infested place!

 

“Finally…” Looking at that dark lustre, Qin Yichen felt slightly relieved. Perhaps that place was the exit!

 

*Siii!*

 

At some unknown moment, a cold wind blew over, causing Qin Yichen’s entire body to shudder.

 

Abruptly, he jerked his head up. The True Dragon Martial Soul had completely disappeared!

 

The instant the True Dragon Martial Soul vanished, Qin Yichen felt his limbs turn ice-cold, as if even his blood would freeze. Even though he firmly guarded his Soul, his exhausted body began to fail.

 

The originally extremely wary endless spectres, seeing that thing they feared vanish into thin air, immediately emitted piercing shrieks. Quite a few spectres with heavier Yin Energy auras directly drifted toward Qin Yichen.

 

Intruders had always obediently been devoured by them, becoming part of them! When had anyone ever intruded this far?

 

However, even though this fellow exceeded their expectations, the outcome would still not change in any way.

 

In an instant, the spacious area around Qin Yichen was filled with endless spectres.