The morale of the troops was already somewhat shaken after the experiment on the floating island resulted in the deaths of many soldiers. If it were to happen again, morale would be completely destroyed. Therefore, it is necessary to adopt some appeasement measures.
Upon hearing his words, He Li immediately came to his senses. As a ninth-rank expert, he naturally possessed some excellent healing medicines, which he would never normally share with others. However, now that the emperor had spoken, he could only reluctantly take out the medicines to treat the injured.
"Hmph, I take back what I just said. This guy is so stingy that he only knows how to exploit us. No wonder women run off with other men."
The group continued deeper into the desert. The emperor repeatedly suppressed the black scorpions, but their numbers increased, and each one seemed to grow stronger, putting pressure on him.
“These black scorpions must be transformed from vengeful spirits, relying on this world. Unless this world is destroyed, they can never be killed.” Zhao Ruizhi frowned, but he quickly cheered up again. “Hmph, even I have such a headache. I’m sure that bastard Zu’an would die without a doubt if he faced a similar situation.”
"Achoo!" Zuan on the other side couldn't help but sneeze again. "Who on earth is thinking about me?"
"What's wrong? Are you sick?" Bi Linglong asked with some concern. Cultivators rarely get sick once they reach a certain level, and if they do, it means the illness is very serious.
“It’s nothing,” Zu An shook his head, then reached out and touched her ankle. It was smooth and delicate to the touch, befitting a princess who had been pampered for many years.
Feeling the warmth of his palm, Bi Linglong blushed. Why was he touching her now? Should she refuse or pretend she didn't know...?
As she was struggling with this, a warm current suddenly swept over her ankle, and the previous stinging sensation vanished completely, even the black handprint on it disappeared.
"How did you do that?" Bi Linglong was both surprised and delighted, only then realizing that she had misunderstood.
Zuan smiled but didn't answer: "Let's hurry up and keep going."
After saying that, he pulled her up and walked towards the swamp.
Bi Linglong was horrified: "Those vengeful spirits..."
She froze before she could finish speaking, because she was surprised to find that the vengeful spirits' arms, which had originally wanted to rush over and grab the two of them, suddenly withdrew their hands in terror and kept a distance from them.
Although it sounds strange, they really did seem to have seen a ghost.
At the same time, with each step Zaun took, the soft swamp several meters in radius beneath his feet would be frozen into a layer of white ice, as if he were stepping on solid ground.
"This is the Snowflake Divine Sword, but I've never heard of the Snowflake Divine Sword having the effect of expelling vengeful spirits." Bi Linglong even felt bewildered.
Zaun looked relaxed and carefree. He had entered the secret realm countless times and was already very familiar with dealing with these undead creatures.
After mastering the second level of the Primordial Chaos Scripture, one can restrain all evil spirits and undead creatures. Now that he has reached the third level of perfection, the resentful spirits beneath the swamp are threatened, so naturally they should retreat as far away as possible.
The two quickly crossed the swamp and arrived at the strange temple. The temple was extremely dilapidated. There was no plaque on the lintel, and even the main door was missing. The other door was ajar and covered with cobwebs, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.
Two lines of text were vaguely engraved on either side of the gate. Mi Li read them aloud: "Mountains are dark, fish are far away, the sun shines on the empty mirage... Ah, it really is him."
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