Asura Mad Emperor

There were still a few days before Mount Sumeru would open, and he could use this time to awaken his next Innate Organ.

Now, to awaken his next Innate Organ — the Innate Viscera — he only lacked one last Supreme Treasure.

That was the heart of the four ancient races.

Originally, he had obtained a Divine Race heart within the Bronze Coffin, but in the end, it was merged and refined by Wu Ming's ancient corpse.

Qinchuan had known early on that there was an ancient Demon Race heart in the Spirit Dragon Holy Land, so he did not stop the ancient corpse from refining it; otherwise, he would never have let the ancient corpse waste the Divine viscera.

On the first night, Qinchuan did not act rashly. They had been traveling from Dongju Continent until now without proper rest.

Now that he had arrived on his own turf, he was not in a hurry for just this one night.

The next morning, after Qinchuan had his breakfast, he headed toward the foot of the mountain alone.

Back then, he had left measures in place at the Spirit Dragon Holy Land to preserve the Demon Race heart. After so many years, with a change in ownership of the Spirit Dragon Holy Land and a drastic transformation of the landscape within its gate, he needed to investigate properly.

However, as soon as he descended the mountain, a disciple of the Spirit Dragon Holy Land rushed over.

"The Holy Master has decreed that all members from the Outer Sect participating in the grand event of Mount Sumeru are not allowed to move around freely within the gate," the disciple of the Spirit Dragon Holy Land stopped Qinchuan.

Qinchuan was speechless; Ye Yu had completely sealed off the Spirit Dragon Holy Land to prevent outsiders from snooping.

In such a case, Qinchuan did not insist on acting.

Qinchuan returned to his room and continued his Quiet Cultivation.

After the sun set on the second day, several dozen talented geniuses arrived by bone chariots.

Among this group of people, there were still no Heavenly Character Level powerhouses, and there was only one Earth Character Level genius.

That night, after the third watch.

Qinchuan, dressed in a night suit, climbed out of the window.

Because of the Great Formation set up by Ye Xuan, the moon in the night sky had turned a bloody red color.

Under the blood moon, the fighting strength of the Ghost Race would greatly increase.

Below the eight Ghost Peaks were Saints and Great Saints patrolling, evidently to prevent people from moving around stealthily at midnight.

However, when Qinchuan expanded his Divine Sense, he easily bypassed the patrols of many disciples and left the range of the eight Ghost King Peaks.

Qinchuan continued with his Divine Sense, moving towards a direction. Although the appearance of this holy land had completely changed, his Innate Pupils sensed something.

This world was completely devoid of green; there were no trees around, not even a single blade of grass was left.

Qinchuan leaped, continuously flying between steep rocks.

After traveling for tens of kilometers, Qinchuan arrived at an ancient dojo.

"Hmm? This is the original preaching dojo of the Spirit Dragon Holy Land, it hasn't been destroyed!"

At this time, Qinchuan finally saw a familiar scene.

According to the two remaining Divine Stone statues on the dojo, the image of the Spirit Dragon Holy Land from back then immediately emerged in his eyes.

"Spirit Dragon Holy Land, it's in that direction!"

Qinchuan confirmed the direction and walked on an ancient road made entirely of bones.

As Qinchuan stepped on the bone path, numerous blood-colored figures swarmed towards him.

A sweep of Qinchuan's Divine Sense, and the pervasive ghostly qi scattered in all directions, erasing countless ghostly apparitions instantly - these were the resentful spirits of wrongful deaths who were unwilling to disperse and had coalesced into malevolence here.

Qinchuan continued along the ancient road for several more miles and reached a stone forest.

Back then, the sacred place he had left behind was not far from here, but it had now been covered by a Ghost Race stone forest Great Formation laid out by Ye Yu.

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It seemed that Ye Yu could not open the sacred place but also didn't want to expose its location, so he created this stone forest to divert attention.

And at that moment, Qinchuan's expression shifted, and he concealed his figure.

He sensed someone at the periphery of the Stone Forest ahead.

"It's actually a Great Saint powerhouse!"

Qinchuan fixed his gaze and saw a woman with a graceful figure standing outside the Stone Forest.

This woman was clad in a white robe, with her black hair cascading down like a waterfall, and her face veiled with a thin scarf. Under the Blood Moon, she appeared somewhat ethereal and holy yet simultaneously, slightly eerie.

"She is not from the Spirit Dragon Holy Land," Qinchuan said gravely, realizing that like him, she had only recently ascended the mountain.

"However, this woman must have been on the mountain for a few days, as she was absent among the talents who arrived with me."

"Just what is she doing here?"

While Qinchuan was still pondering, he saw her arms glistening; she was forming seal gestures in the void, her palms hinting at the imminent unleashing of Divine Skills.

"If you insist on attacking Hundred Ghosts Mountain, you will immediately alarm the Great Emperor of the Spirit Dragon Holy Land, and then, you will have nowhere to bury your corpse,"

Seeing that she was indeed preparing to forcibly break the formation, Qinchuan immediately stepped out and spoke in a low voice.

"Who?"

The veiled woman was startled by the sudden voice, and the Divine Skill in her hands was retracted in an instant.

Her eyes flashed with a cold light as she looked over, but when she saw Qinchuan's figure clearly, she was taken aback.

Because the young man in front of her was merely a Cultivator at the Dragon Transformation Realm.

"A Cultivator of the Dragon Transformation Realm managed to approach me so quietly?"

This naturally made her somewhat wary.

"Who are you?"

The woman at the Great Saint Realm Early Stage asked in a deep tone, a greenish Long Bow materializing in her hand.

As she spread her arms, Spiritual Energy gathered on the Long Bow, and soon, a misty green Spirit Arrow condensed, pointing diagonally at Qinchuan.

"If you don't clarify, this Spirit Arrow will pierce through your skull!"

Upon seeing the Long Bow in her hand, Qinchuan's heart stirred.

The appearance of the Spirit Bow was identical to that which he had seen used by the Wu Hun woman on Divine Demon Island.

"Your master, who uses both the Long Bow and the Spear Spirit, is no match for me, what makes you think you are?" Qinchuan said indifferently.

He knew the moment he saw the Long Bow, that this woman must be the disciple of the Valkyrie Wu Hun he met before.

"Huh?" The woman was startled.

"How... how do you know my master uses both the Long Bow and the Spear Spirit?"

The woman was shocked once more, but then she realized something, "You... could you be a Great Emperor powerhouse?"

In her eyes, Qinchuan was only at the level of Dragon Transformation, but she didn't believe someone at that level could approach her soundlessly.

That meant there was only one other possibility, that his strength far surpassed her own, making it impossible for her to discern his true cultivation level.

Plus, Qinchuan's statement suggested he was acquainted with her master and had even fought with her.

Only a Great Emperor powerhouse could evade her Divine Sense and stand equal in battle with her master.

Qinchuan himself hadn't expected that his casual remark would lead the woman to so many conclusions.

However, since the misunderstanding had already occurred, he lost the desire to clarify.

Qinchuan pretended to be profound and nodded, "I didn't expect you to guess it correctly."

"As a Great Saint powerhouse, what are you doing sneaking around here?" he continued to say.

"Could it be that you are here for 'that' thing as well?"

The Great Saint powerhouse was momentarily stunned, her eyes like rippling waves, curiously looking at Qinchuan.