The light grew stronger and stronger.
Before long, Ye Fan was completely enveloped in the light.
In the eyes of others, he had now completely transformed into a ball of light!
Everyone held their breath, staring tensely at the ball of light.
After all, this was their first time, and no one knew what would happen next.
Some cautious cultivators even erected true energy shields on the spot.
Inside the ball of light.
Ye Fan floated quietly.
At this moment, he was somewhat confused.
As these lights entered, a large number of abyssal demon phantoms appeared in his spiritual sea!
Not only were there demons from the first layer of the abyss, but even demon lords from the twentieth layer!
These things were far more ferocious than Kurgas he had encountered before!
After a brief daze, these guys immediately went mad!
With red eyes, they rushed towards Ye Fan's spiritual power!
Ye Fan was startled.
He quickly and stealthily transferred the part of his spiritual power that he could control elsewhere.
These demon phantoms seemed to have limited intelligence.
Ye Fan's transfer of that spiritual power did not elicit any special reaction from them.
They continued to rush towards the sealed area!
As soon as the demon phantoms came into contact with the seal, they disappeared without hindrance.
The seal accepted them all, "eating" them with great gusto.
The devoured companions did not provoke any special reaction from the other demon phantoms.
They still charged forward like simpletons, sending themselves in…
At this moment, Ye Fan's feeling was somewhat subtle.
The spiritual sea was his spiritual world.
Now, he was watching a large number of demon phantoms commit suicide in his territory…
Moreover, he felt nothing when the seal swallowed the demon phantoms.
It was as if these things were completely unrelated to him…
As he was grumbling, Ye Fan had a sudden inspiration!
This…
Seemed like an opportunity?
With this thought, he stealthily drew a wisp of spiritual power from the controllable area and extended it towards the seal.
After entering, he hooked it onto the 'ball of thread' and then carefully pulled it outward.
Surprises often come so suddenly!
This time, the seal seemed to have not "seen" him at all, allowing Ye Fan to pull it out!
Ye Fan's spirits immediately rose, and his movements became bolder and bolder!
After an unknown amount of time.
When the last demon phantom disappeared, Ye Fan had already pulled out a large mass of spiritual power!
Roughly estimating, it was about one ten-millionth of his entire spiritual sea!
This made Ye Fan overjoyed!
The few wisps of spiritual power he had pulled out from the seal the previous night were kept separate by him.
After waking up today, he observed for a long time and found that the seal seemed to have no particular interest in these wisps of spiritual power.
It was as if it was unwilling to eat what it had spat out…
This was definitely good news!
Before, he had worried that he would be pulling and eating, only to have it all be for naught.
Now, there was no need to worry!
As long as he had enough patience, he would eventually regain control of all his spiritual power!
And once he regained full control, the secrets hidden behind the seal would be revealed!
Although the process might be incredibly slow, there was always hope!
Afterward, Ye Fan felt a flash before his eyes, and the white light enveloping him disappeared.
Ye Fan's body, which had been suspended in mid-air, fell down.
Fortunately, the height was not great, so he did not fall and make a fool of himself.
Upon landing, Ye Fan was stunned again.
Beside him, a circular spatial gate had appeared.
The entire gate was formed by faint blue flowing light, and the space behind it was blank, with nothing visible.
As expected, this was the gate leading to the ruins.
What stunned him was not the gate, but the circular platform that was suspected to be abyssal demon iron earlier.
The original position of the circular platform was now empty!
My huge piece of abyssal demon iron, just gone like that?
Could it be that those demon phantoms that seeped into my brain earlier were this demon iron?
But that didn't make sense.
Even if the demon iron contained something evil, and that thing escaped and entered my brain.
But the material of the demon iron itself couldn't just disappear, could it?
This was neither scientific nor cultivating the immortal way!
Although Ye Fan had countless questions in his heart, he could only endure.
Seeing this gate, the cultivators around them had all turned red-eyed…
"Please, True Master Yun Hua," a cultivator cupped his fists towards True Master Yun Hua, and then stepped through the gate with his subordinates.
The others also politely greeted them one by one and followed them in.
"Little friend Ye, let's go too." True Master Yun Hua gestured.
"Alright." Ye Fan rubbed his chin and followed the people from Yun Hua Sect through the gate.
A quarter of an hour later, a team of cultivators appeared at the bottom of the lake.
"It seems those guys have already gone in," an elder-like person frowned. "I wonder how long they've been inside."
"Who cares how long they've been inside," another scoffed. "Even if they got something, wouldn't it still fall into our pockets in the end?"
"Let's go."
The person who looked like the sect leader gave an order and was the first to step through the gate.
The others dared not delay and quickly followed.
Half an hour later.
Another team of cultivators appeared before the gate.
"Hall Master, this is the place," Ling Tianhua pointed at the gate. "However, it seems those people have already gone in."
"It matters not," Ling Hefan stood with his hands behind his back, speaking indifferently. "No matter what they obtain in the end, it will be the property of my Lingxiao Hall."
As he spoke, his robes fluttered without wind.
Exuding an imposing aura!
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The moment they crossed the gate, True Master Yun Hua and the others were stunned.
They were currently suspended in mid-air, with a floating giant stone beneath their feet.
About ten miles ahead was a sect's stronghold.
However, the stronghold seemed to have been attacked by something, as it was shattered into pieces!
Above the stronghold, some fragmented parts of buildings floated.
It looked as if they had been torn off the stronghold's buildings.
These building fragments floated randomly above the stronghold, with some debris scattered around the edges.
It gave the impression that these building fragments were about to collapse and disappear, but time had suddenly stopped.
A layer of white substance covered them, which at first glance looked like snow.
This scene gave everyone a strange feeling…
They exchanged glances and cautiously flew towards the stronghold in front of them.
Among the group of cultivators flying on swords, Ye Fan, who was flying on a bed, stood out remarkably…
In fact, seeing Ye Fan on his bed, True Master Yun Hua and the others were also somewhat surprised.
Through their recent interactions, True Master Yun Hua had come to understand Ye Fan somewhat.
It was highly likely that Ye Fan's cultivation was very low.
Even, as he showed, he had no cultivation at all on his person.
This was not difficult to understand.
To become a seventh-rank alchemist at the age of twenty-odd was already unbelievably monstrous.
A person's energy was finite.
With Ye Fan's monstrous talent in alchemy, his own cultivation naturally wouldn't be anything to brag about.
As for why Ye Fan appeared to have no cultivation at all…
Perhaps he had cultivation before, but lost it for some reason.
In any case, as it stood, Ye Fan was truly unremarkable in combat…
Ye Fan's eight-person bed was probably a magic artifact he had refined.
This was not surprising.
Many cultivators below the Golden Core stage would also spend money to find someone to refine flying magic artifacts for them for convenience of travel.
Although the safety and speed were far inferior to flying on a sword, they were at least much better than traveling on the ground.
Of course, the cost of such a thing was also terrifying for a cultivator below the Golden Core stage.
However, considering Ye Fan's identity as a seventh-rank alchemist, this did not seem to be a problem.
What a joke!
How could a seventh-rank alchemist lack money?
Whatever they refined, they could exchange it for a large amount of high-grade spirit stones.
It was simply faster than robbing!
However, people from other sects did not think so.
They had also noticed Ye Fan when he opened the door earlier and realized that Ye Fan had no cultivation.
They had initially thought Ye Fan would leave after opening the door.
Had True Master Yun Hua gone mad?
To actually bring this useless disciple with no cultivation into the ruins?
Not to mention the various dangers.
He would likely be gone even by the aftermath of the battles, wouldn't he?
However, they didn't say anything, just grumbled inwardly.
Before long, everyone landed at the stronghold.
Many surrounding buildings had become ruins, and the ground underfoot was pockmarked, showing signs of desolation and charring.
The air was also filled with a hot atmosphere and a pungent smell of burning.
The residual fire elements made some disciples with lower cultivation visibly uncomfortable.
Looking up.
The sky was filled with grayish mist, and one could vaguely see the shadows of building fragments.
The surroundings were silent.
Everyone could clearly hear their own breathing and heartbeats.
True Master Yun Hua murmured.
"This place… seems a little too quiet…"