At this time, Li Yan slowly regained his composure. As if he was still worried, he felt it again. After finally confirming it, he felt secretly happy.
"I actually broke through to the False Dan realm!" Li Yan whispered, clenched his fists tightly, and a powerful force filled his whole body.
Li Yan now fully believed that even if it was a powerful warrior in the early Jindan stage, he had a 70% chance of defeating the opponent.
There are many cultivators who fight across levels, but most of them are only able to do so when they are at the same realm. If one can challenge the opponent across a certain realm and win, then he is one in a million.
That's because the forms of spiritual power vary greatly between the realms, and the power contained in the same trace of spiritual power is like an insurmountable chasm.
The spiritual power of a cultivator in the Qi Condensation Stage is an invisible gas, while that of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage is liquid water, and that of a cultivator in the Golden Core Stage has solidified into a golden elixir. The Nascent Soul Stage transforms the golden elixir into the appearance of a baby.
The gap between them cannot be made up by talent and hard work, but requires top-level skills to cultivate spiritual power that is different from the normal level.
The larger the realm of battle, the only person Li Yan can think of is Pei Bu Chong, who was also in the mortal world at the time. Of course, there may be other people in this world, but Li Yan doesn't know for the time being.
He now felt that his six senses were so sharp that he couldn't believe it. He didn't need to use his spiritual sense to see anything in the secret room. Everything fell into his mind clearly.
Even if it was just a single hair falling, he could even hear the process of the hair falling, the sound of it tumbling and twisting in the heat wave and air flow.
Although the spiritual energy here was so rich that it seemed tangible, Li Yan had previously mainly sensed it through his spiritual sense and breathing. Now he could see that the invisible spiritual energy was flowing in the secret room like tiny transparent particles.
At this time, Li Yan's muscles had already become full due to his abundant spiritual power, and he had restored his previous appearance. Before he could continue to feel the power, the voice of the Purple Divine Dragon Elephant came again, "Master, can you wash it first? It really stinks!"
Li Yan was stunned when he heard this, then he smiled helplessly. This time he broke through several levels in succession, and the impurities discharged from his body were really thick!
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The stone door behind him closed with a low rumble, and Li Yan was standing alone in a huge palace. The secret room he was in before was a place similar to a side hall.
Li Yan had no idea how many side halls there were in this main hall, because as soon as the stone door was closed, the secret room disappeared, leaving only a flat wall with no trace on it.
As soon as he came out, Li Yan felt that the concentration of spiritual energy in the hall outside the secret room was about ten times less, but the temperature made Li Yan feel comfortable for the first time.
The temperature here is no longer the kind that can burn everything, and it has dropped to a level similar to that outside the "Fire Palace" mountain. Although it is still high, it is undoubtedly as cool as the autumn breeze for the monks who have entered the "Fire Eye".
The main hall is supported by eighteen huge pillars, each of which requires seven or eight people to hug. The roof of the hall is sixty to seventy feet high.
The entire hall is a black-gold color. The hall is empty, but both the huge pillars and the black-gold walls are carved with large and small monster patterns.
Li Yan only recognized a small number of these monsters, and he didn't recognize the vast majority. Each of them was lifelike, as if they could roar and pounce at the next moment.
There was not a single window around the hall, only a large door in the front. There was a raging fire burning above the door, sealing the entire door, making it impossible to see what was happening outside.
And in front of the rear wall facing the gate, a huge black curtain hung between two huge pillars.
Apart from these, there was nothing special about the entire hall. Li Yan stood in the center of the hall and first sent his spiritual sense towards the burning door. A teleporting force instantly came over.
"Sure enough, that should be the exit from the Fire Palace."
Li Yan came here not for a breakthrough, but to find the Red Mother Essence, so of course he would not go out at this moment.
So Li Yan walked towards the side of the hanging black curtain at the back. After walking around the huge curtain that looked like a curtain, another door appeared in Li Yan's sight.
There was no fire on the gate, and the scenery outside the gate was in full view.
It was a place similar to a back garden, with flowers and plants everywhere. A path extending from the gate curved and extended among the flowers and plants, then connected with more paths and spread out.
There are rock pavilions everywhere in the garden. The flowers and plants in this garden are mostly red or gold in color. At first glance, people feel that they cannot be picked at will, as if they will burn their palms.
As Li Yan released his spiritual sense, he had already stepped over the high threshold and arrived in the garden.
His spiritual sense could now extend to more than three hundred feet here, which was twice as far as the hundred feet when he first entered the "Fire Eye". So Li Yan speculated that in the outside world his spiritual sense might be comparable to that of a middle-stage Jindan, or even surpass it, and should be around two to three thousand miles.
Therefore, if people knew about the Guishui Sutra, it would be inevitable that Li Yan's soul would be searched.
Walking on a path made of unknown material, there are waves of dark red grass next to it, rising and falling with the hot wind.
The bright red or golden flowers swayed in the wind, and the sky was golden, as the river of magma surged and flowed in the air. Li Yan knew that it was definitely not a place he could fly to and leave. Except for the flaming gate in front of the hall, there should be powerful restrictions in other places.
Li Yan's eyes swept over the two sides, "Longan grass, Cangshi flower, Golden ant flower..." He was surprised, these are all fire-type spiritual herbs, which are very rare in the outside world.
However, all those that appear here are seedlings, and their age is no more than two years old.
This is not surprising. If it is very old, it would be strange if it could survive in a place where monks have appeared.
But Li Yan still felt strange. He pondered for a moment, stretched out his right hand, and lightly tapped it. A rope made of spiritual power rolled towards a "Golden Ant Flower".
Just as his spiritual power rope was about to touch, the dark red grasses that had been swaying rhythmically beside it suddenly went crazy like a group of dancing snakes, wrapping around Li Yan's spiritual power rope and protecting the "Golden Ant Flower" in the middle.
At this time, Li Yan quickly retracted the spiritual power rope without thinking, and after the dark red grasses lost their target, they swayed rapidly and unwillingly for a long time, then slowly became shorter and shrank to their original shape, and then continued to rise and fall with the wind.
Li Yan just felt a strong fluctuation of soul power from those dark red grasses, and a terrifying ghost face appeared on the petals of the "Golden Ant Flower". It flashed by and was hidden very deeply. If Li Yan had not been paying attention to it all the time, he would probably not have been able to discover it at all.
That ghost face brought spiritual danger to Li Yan.
"Lihun, soul attack!"
Li Yan made a judgment at the first moment and immediately dispersed his spiritual power. If the attack just now had been effective, it would probably have caused a group attack from all the dark red grasses in the surrounding area.
The most terrifying thing is the "Golden Ant Flower" transformed from the evil soul. The soul attack is what all cultivators are most reluctant to encounter.
Li Yan now basically has the answer. All the fire-type spiritual herbs here are transformed or parasitized by evil spirits. The reason may be that they want to cultivate a real body.
It’s just that these young evil spirits haven’t evolved long enough, so they can’t move freely and their attack range is limited.
The bodies of monks have abundant spiritual power, which is exactly the tonic that the evil spirits desire, so they simply transform themselves into rare herbs with a short lifespan so that the monks who come here can discover their existence.
The reason why it doesn't transform into a mature herb is because it makes it easier for people to believe.
Although monks would be delighted at the sight of mature herbs, they would become more cautious after a little consideration. The reason was that such rare herbs with a long age should not be kept here.
Although there are not many cultivators who can come to the depths of the Huoyan Palace, there are still some. How can we leave any benefits for others
It is no exaggeration to say that wherever the monks go, it is like a swarm of locusts passing through. Even if they cannot get or take something away, they will often destroy it as soon as possible.
If it is transformed into one or two years, it may make the monks think that it has only grown here for a few years. It is very normal that no monk has arrived here in two years.
When encountering such a situation, the monks will of course relax their vigilance a little, and picking, transplanting and taking away should be the first thought, and then they will fall into a trap.
"After all, they are spirit-like things. They carry some memories from their previous lives and their intelligence has been awakened early." Li Yan pondered.
When this happened, Li Yan became even more careful. He even walked unusually slowly on the stone path under his feet, and his spiritual sense kept scanning the surroundings.
When he passed by a pavilion, he swept his spiritual sense and found that the pavilion was very spacious, about ten feet in size, and the spiritual energy inside was particularly abundant. It seemed that the spiritual energy was confined inside the pavilion and did not spread out.
The spiritual energy in the pavilion is at least five or six times higher than the surrounding area. Although it is not as rich as the previous secret room, it is already an excellent place for cultivation.
Over the next period of time, all the pavilions Li Yan encountered were in the same situation. Li Yan's mind raced, and he had some guesses, but he had no plans to start practicing. This was of no help to Li Yan, who had just successfully advanced, in the short term.
The garden was very large, and Li Yan's spiritual power was suppressed, so he could not detect the end in front of him at all. After he walked for two hours, his speculation about the Red Mother Spirit appearing here began to waver.
Li Yan didn't see any signs of the Red Mother Spirit, and now he could only wander around aimlessly. However, Li Yan still had some plans, which was to first get a general understanding of the situation inside the "Huoyan Palace" and then make a judgment.
Li Yan walked forward like this for about half an hour, until his mind became numb and tired. All the scenery was very similar, as if he had been going around in circles in the same place.
However, Li Yan did not relax his vigilance at this point. He didn't know where those evil spirits that had been able to leave the bushes with their real bodies had gone, and he had not met any cultivators until now.
"Could it be that after each monk entered the 'Fire Palace', they were separated into different areas and isolated from each other?"
Li Yan was thinking in his mind, but soon this idea was broken. After he walked for another stick of incense, a strong fluctuation of spiritual power appeared in front of him in his consciousness.