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Lonelytomb.

Eight hundred li of wasteland, no wind, no sand, no leaves, no flowers.

According to the rumors, anyone who entered this place would have their blood dried up, leaving behind a withered body that turned into a wasteland. For hundreds of years, there had been major powers who had ventured within, but even so, they had been unable to travel more than five hundred kilometers.

From then on, no one dared to set foot into this land of death. Lonelytomb was equally famous as Huangshan and Huangjiang, and was one of the three forbidden lands of the Tian Luo Continent.

Lonely Tomb, the broken monolith.

His eyes were tightly shut, and there were a few wrinkles on his forehead, as if he was suffering from unbearable pain. His white robe was tattered, and the remnants of his blood were stained with sweat.

After a long moment, the young man let out a long breath and opened his eyes. He was exhausted, but at the same time, relieved and happy.

"The poison in my soul has finally dissipated."

The youth softly said. Raising his head to look at the Lonely Tomb in front of him, he could not help but sigh.

"Your excellency is really generous!"

A clear and melodious sound rang out in the desolate wasteland. However, in this hundred Li area, other than the white-clothed youth, there was no one else. These words sounded very strange.

"Even if I, Yun Xie were at my peak, I still wouldn't necessarily …"

As he spoke up to here, his voice abruptly stopped, and the youth laughed out loud and shook his head.

"Ugh …"

The sound was filled with helplessness and indifference.

Yun Xie, his name in his previous life was Yun Xie. He was the pavilion master of the Overlord Pavilion and the unrivalled Sacred Emperor. In this life, he was also Yun Xie, the Young Master of the Yun Family in Wu Yang Country, a popinjay.

However, in his past and present lives, only one year had passed, yet it had changed like the vicissitudes of life.

The Imperial Pavilion was vast and full of evil. The white robed Black Dragon Sword was capable of slaughtering five region emperors.

In his past life, his strength had been extraordinary and he'd looked down on everyone. He was an eternal genius in the holy realm, and he'd used his pill evidence to shake the five realms.

It was just that Yun Xie's personality was extremely frivolous, he ignored all worldly dangers, and his enormous potential caused some people to feel fear. As the saying goes, a genius who died, was no longer a genius.

One year ago, he had the chance to concoct an Emperor Pill. It was rumored that the person who consumed the pill had the chance to break through the Grand Dao and step into the Saint Emperor realm. However, he had been too weak and careless. He had been ambushed by several Saint Kings and trapped within the Eight Trigrams Arcing Formation. The leader of the group was the leader of the Eastern Heavenly Emperor Hall.

"Gu Ruochen … Hehe …"

Yun Xie stood up, his hands that were hidden between his sleeves gripped tightly, as he muttered coldly, a cold look flashing past his eyes.

After battling for a few days, he could not escape. The portable pill self-detonated. He thought that his soul would be destroyed, but when he woke up, he was reborn in the body of the teenager who had been poisoned by the divine soul.

What was even more unbelievable was that this young man was also called Yun Xie, he was the young master of the Yun Family from the Wu Yang Country of the Tian Luo Continent!

However, the current Yun Xie did not have a good life ahead of him.

He was born with the poison in his soul. Every time he cultivated his spirit, his head would hurt so much that it would split. It was fortunate that his family was well-known, and he could be a foppish young lord, but his status was really awkward. After Wu Yang and Yun Shuai, the young master of the Yun family was the common target of both plotting and murdering.

When the God Soul Poison had erupted, the young master had died, and by chance, Yun Xie had taken over his body. Although he had many methods from his previous life, he could not do anything now, and could only suppress the strange poison, unable to get rid of it.

Later on, in the Lonelytomb, he obtained a strange destiny and had a method to cure the poison. When he needed nine moons of Yin energy, he could use the power of soul devouring here to slowly remove the poison from his soul. In this year, Yun Xie had come here eight times, and this last time, was when he was able to escape.

The day before yesterday, when he went out to return to the city, he was intercepted and killed by a few men in black outside the city gate, all of his family guards died. Luckily, he had prepared many poison weapons for himself, so he escaped all the way to the Lonelytomb.

The world knows, once in Lonelytomb, life and death, let alone a young master like Yun Xie who had no spirit energy cultivation and was raised to live like a prince.

There was no way for him to survive!

But who would have thought that Yun Xie was already a frequent visitor in Lonelytomb, he could walk back and forth with his eyes closed, why would he die here!

"An assassin … has a premeditated plan to assassinate someone …"

During this year, other than detoxifying, he had also truly become a playboy and had done a lot of things, but he knew in his heart that the more useless and useless he was, the safer he would be.

No one would ever treat an ant that could be stepped on to death as an opponent or enemy.

However, these assassins didn't seem to be people of Wu Yang. What they meant was, sigh! The days to come will not be too peaceful.

But what was there to fear from Yun Xie? Now that the soul poison had been dispelled, he could cultivate his spirit. With his previous strength, he could still shake the world in his life!

"Bring the Buddha to the west, then borrow the precious land to use. I hope you won't mind!"

In the empty wasteland, Yun Xie's laughter resounded once again.

Yun Xie took out something from his chest, it was about the size of a palm, snow-white all over, sparkling and translucent, and it emitted a faint fragrance.

"A thousand year Snow Ginseng … I didn't think it would come in handy so soon …"

On the path of a cultivator, he began to open his meridians, condense his pellets, and enter the Upper Sky. On the path of a cultivator, he began to open his meridians, condense his pellets, and enter the Upper Sky Realm.

For example, for medicinal herbs, they were divided into nine grades, below grade three all mortal levels. Absorbing the essence of the sun and moon was of some assistance to ordinary cultivators; between grade four to six was the earth grade. This medicine could absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth; above grade six was the heaven grade.

As for the Thousand Year Snow Ginseng, it was an Earth Grade Level 4 Elixir. Its medicinal properties were mild, it could treat internal injuries, and it could increase one's spirit energy. Yun Xie had been out for a few days to pick this item.

The moment the spirit medicine entered his mouth, it turned into a majestic flow of spiritual energy, which was split by Yun Xie into eight flows of spiritual energy. They rushed into Ren, Du, Chong, Belt, Wei, Jian, Yin and Yang meridians in his body, and continuously expanded them.

This was the first realm of spirit cultivation, the Channel Opening Stage. Ordinary people could only draw slowly. The sky above the meridian level stopped at the Eight Vein level. As for Yun Xie, he was originally an eternally talented genius, and had been preparing for a year.

With a tremble of his body, a tempest of spiritual energy rushed up to the sky, and all eight of his meridians were fully opened!

Yun Xie held his hands behind his back, he stared at the Lone Tomb Slate Monument, and did not say anything for a long time, with a soft laugh, he shook his head, and turned to leave.

Outside of the Lonelytomb, a vendor inadvertently shot a glance at the terrifying forbidden area. His eyes suddenly went wide as if he had seen something unbelievable, and he quickly pulled his companion away.

"Look!" Look! "

Everyone looked over when they heard the sound and felt their scalps go numb. A chill ran up their spines from the bottom of their feet. Walking out of the Lonelytomb, his hair was disheveled, and he was covered in blood.

"Ghost!"

A group of people swarmed and fled.

Yun Xie walked out of the Lonelytomb one step at a time, he stood up and looked into the depths of the Lonelytomb, his eyes burning with black flames, and muttered.

"We will take the monarch's item today, and when we return in the future, we will surely resolve the worries of the monarch!"