[In the two-thousandth year, you nurtured a Good Corpse]
[In the three-thousandth year, you nurtured an Evil Corpse]
With a slight closing of his eyes, when he opened them again, Song Yan could already feel the difference in himself.
With a slight movement of thought, two ghostly heads suddenly appeared behind his neck.
One with angry, fierce eyes; the other with kind, gentle eyes.
He felt his consciousness split into three, yet all three were still part of himself.
In an instant, he retracted these two heads, then pensively thought for a moment, murmuring to himself: "Cutting Three Corpses creates three avatars plus the original body; nurturing Three Corpses cultivates three types of Divine Souls, but the Three Souls become one... A person is naturally composed of Three Souls; now I have only strengthened the Three Souls due to nurturing them, allowing them to manifest independently. However, for the Three Souls to be effective, each needs to be nurtured and cultivated individually."
After thinking this, he looked towards the distance and murmured, "I should take a stroll around the Formless Ancient Race."
...
...
Three years later...
Song Yan went near the ancestral vein area of the Formless Ancient Race. After some time, he understood that the ancestral vein of the Formless Ancient Race had already disappeared, and as for its whereabouts, the whole race had moved eastward.
The ancestral vein’s disappearance made Song Yan think of the Primordial Ancestor.
Only the Formless Ancestor could have moved the ancestral vein.
As for moving the entire race eastward, it seemed they were heading to the Level 2 Profound Cultivation Land north of the Ancient Sword Community of the Mountain Range, as previously mentioned by Tang Yanzhang.
That Profound Cultivation Land is where many Divine Infants go to cross the Sea of Suffering.
Song Yan originally planned to go as well, and now with both matters coinciding, he decided to set off there.
Back then, he had a five-hundred-year pact with Tang Yanzhang, and though these five hundred years hadn’t yet passed, the world had already changed drastically.
If the Formless Ancestor were to possess Tang Xiaoxuan and return, would his Immortal Position already be shattered? Just like Vilampu? And was he heading to the Level 2 Profound Cultivation Land for the once-every-three-thousand-years great change of the Ancient Race?
To avoid the extinction of the tribe, one must strive for a chance of survival.
Initially, this burden also fell on Song Yan’s shoulders, but now... it was unrelated to him.
...
...
Whoosh~~
A concealed Sword Rainbow streaked across the sky.
Beneath it, the vast ocean currents surged relentlessly.
Countless Water Beasts darted around like lightning, and vaguely, one could see wisps of black, serpent-like smoke spanning the sky.
Song Yan circled this water region several times, and at this moment, his Divine Sense swept across the seabed, revealing a human city in ruins; he couldn’t help frowning slightly.
These days, he had been searching on the sea for the entrance to the Level 2 Profound Cultivation Land of the Ancient Race.
He followed a map purchased at a high price from a market to arrive here.
And this place used to be a human city in the extreme west of the Night King Ancient Race’s territory, called "Wangjian City."
This city was ancient, and further north was the legendary "Ancient Sword Community of the Mountain Range," an alliance formed by several Sword Cultivator Ancient Races dominating this land nearly ten thousand years ago, of which the Lingbo Ancient Race was once a part. However, after the Lingbo Ancient Race’s extinction, the alliance, feeling its own vulnerability, moved north early to explore the mysteries of the Ancient Race’s existence and extinction. By the time Song Yan arrived at the Formless Ancient Race, this Sword Cultivator Alliance had already disappeared.
It could be imagined that after the "Ancient Sword Community of the Mountain Range" relocated, chaos would ensue at its original site. Because on this land, the proportion of Ancient Race Cultivators is actually minuscule; the true mainstay of Profound Cultivation consists of various Sects and Loose Cultivators. In order to fight over the Profound Vein of the "Ancient Sword Community of the Mountain Range" and to search for leftover treasures, there must have been fierce battles here.
Under the devastation of the great war, the landscape here had already changed and changed again, and now, having undergone the cleansing of a celestial calamity, it had altered even more.
His map’s guiding point was this "Wangjian City," and then it said... "The entrance to the Level 2 Profound Cultivation Land should be in a gourd-shaped canyon north of Wangjian City," where several Divine Infants had previously entered and disappeared, suspected to contain an Ancient Teleportation Array.
Originally, Song Yan thought that even if the Ancient Teleportation Array still existed, it might have been destroyed, but since the Formless Ancient Race migrated only recently, there should be some traces left to follow.
Yet he had been wandering for over a month, still circling in place.
At this moment... while flying along, he suddenly noticed a monstrous tsunami rising in the distance.
Song Yan’s expression flickered slightly, avoiding it momentarily, then stealthily hid mid-air to observe the situation.
Upon looking, he saw a Skeleton Shark Demon flying across the sea, pursued by numerous Water Beasts. That Skeleton Shark Demon had evidently been a powerful Sea Demon, now tainted by the Netherworld’s Qi after death, surrounded by many Water Beasts, it swung a rusty great anchor, skewering the Water Beasts one by one.
Rumbling sounds reverberated in all directions.
And just at this moment, a strong chill arose in the surrounding world, Water Profound gathered madly, and in an instant, transformed into tiny ice crystals. At the end of the sea, an Ice Crystal Flood Dragon swept in, drastically lowering the temperature wherever it passed, freezing the tsunamis and waves.
The Skeleton Shark Demon lacked intelligence, sensing the Ice Crystal Flood Dragon’s vigorous Qi Blood, it swung the great anchor straight at it.
The next moment...
The rusty anchor clashed with the oncoming Ice Crystal Flood Dragon.
Boom!
The anchor was sent flying, whistling as it spun in the air, angled into the frozen sea surface, scattering rust.
Meanwhile, the Shark Demon was shattered by the Ice Crystal Flood Dragon, its skeleton exploded, and dense Netherworld’s Qi overflowed again, only to be torn apart by the Celestial Calamity Water Beasts.
"Can I already encounter Celestial Calamity Water Beasts and Netherworld Corpse Monsters of Divine Infant Level at random?" Song Yan slightly frowned, then lightly sighed, "Indeed, it’s been over one hundred and fifty years since the onset of the Dark Calamity Era..."
He released his Divine Sense, starting a broader search of the surrounding situation.
As he searched, he suddenly heard the sound of an Array Shield shattering in the distance, accompanied by screams.