C198 Turtle

Zhan Feng and Qin Yuan chose the opposite direction. Both of them nodded at each other and headed in the same direction.

What Zhan Feng didn't know was that this separation represented a great separation in their relationship. It took a long time for them to recover.

Qin Yuan landed in the direction he had chosen.

Qin Yuan looked around and frowned.

He found that the further he went, the fewer cave abodes there were in front of him. The deeper he went, the stronger the seal on the cave abodes became. Obviously, the strength of the owner of the cave had also increased from the outside to the inside.

After walking for about one mile, Qin Yuan's eyes narrowed. Because he could feel that the spiritual Qi emitted from this place was ten times that of the previous cave abodes. Moreover, there was a faint pressure coming from this place.

Qin Yuan shook his head and murmured, "The pressure here is comparable to a Martial Venerable Fourth Layer!"

While Qin Yuan was muttering to himself, he walked another mile forward.

At this point, Qin Yuan frowned, "The pressure here has reached a Martial Venerable Seventh Layer!"

"Wait!" Qin Yuan seemed to have thought of something. He stopped in his tracks and said, "One mile, Fourth Layer. Two miles, Seventh Layer!"

"Is that so? The next three miles will be the peak of Martial Venerable. The fourth mile. Has he reached the Martial Immortal?" Qin Yuan asked himself, "Whether it's true or not, we'll know when we get there!"

Qin Yuan's feet moved forward once again.

Boom!

Three miles away from Qin Yuan, the pressure seemed to have solidified and pressed down on him.

"Humph!" What he got in return was a cold snort from Qin Yuan.

Although Qin Yuan was only a Martial King Second Layer, and the seal on his soul was deeper than Jian Ping's, this didn't mean that the Immortal Emperor aura on Qin Yuan's body would disappear.

What Qin Yuan was least afraid of right now was the pressure of the Qi. Unless the Qi had already reached the Immortal Emperor Realm, it could bring some pressure to Qin Yuan.

It was as if Qin Yuan had become the wind, pushing his body forward.

Four miles away, although the pressure wasn't as terrifying as before, it had reached the Martial Immortal.

The pressure from four miles away could already be solidified, a hundred times or even a thousand times stronger than three miles.

Martial Immortal and Martial Venerable were two different concepts. One was that one had already taken half a step into the door of immortality, and it wasn't far from becoming an immortal. They were commonly known as "false immortals.

The other was that even though he had reached the peak of the Mortal Realm, he still hadn't gotten rid of the limitations of mortals.

There was an intrinsic difference between immortals and mortals. It was like the difference between heaven and earth.

Qin Yuan stood there with his legs crossed. He looked around and found that there were only a few cave abodes here. The pressure emitted from the cave abodes was at least at the peak of the Martial Venerable, and most of them were at the Martial Immortal.

Qin Yuan shook his head and said, "This place isn't suitable for me!"

After saying that, he once again walked five miles towards the cave abodes.

Five miles.

Boom! Boom!

The pressure was like a storm, sweeping across the ground, causing Qin Yuan's hair to fly.

"Not here yet!" Qin Yuan shook his head again.

Although the pressure here had reached the Martial Immortal Fourth Layer, there was still someone here.

Although there were fewer people here than before, Qin Yuan was still not satisfied.

He stepped forward once again.

Six miles, Martial Immortal Seventh Layer.

Seven miles, peak Martial Immortal.

Eight miles, Human Immortal realm.

Eight miles, the pressure had reached the Immortal realm, far surpassing the limits of mortals.

The pressure here was definitely ten square meters in total from the previous seven kilometers.

Qin Yuan looked around and smiled. "Not bad! This place is really not bad!"

Swoosh!

He stretched out his hand and grabbed in the air. A strand of spiritual energy was grabbed in his palm.

"Not bad! The spiritual energy here has already become so dense that it is comparable to immortal energy!" Qin Yuan praised.

"However," Qin Yuan thought for a while. "Since we have already reached eight miles, why don't we advance one mile and reach nine miles? After all, nine is the limit!"

Qin Yuan smiled foolishly and moved forward again.

Nine miles.

Nine represented the limit. It was as if every realm was divided into Ninth Layer, and nine corresponded to the Nine Saints of Heaven and Earth.

Anything that could be related to the Nine Ginseng was no ordinary thing.

Qin Yuan raised his head and looked at the pressure that had reached the Human Immortal Fourth Layer. He smiled and said, "Hello!"

As if answering Qin Yuan's question, the pressure carried a monstrous Qi and swept towards Qin Yuan.

The ground cracked inch by inch under this pressure, as if it couldn't withstand it. The sand and stones on the ground were swept into the storm by this pressure and smashed towards Qin Yuan.

When Qin Yuan saw this scene, he smiled. He didn't make any other moves, he just took a step forward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As Qin Yuan took a step forward, a world appeared behind him.

Although the world was just an illusion, the flowers and trees in it were incomparably real. In the center of this world, a huge cauldron was suspended in the air. Strands of silver light were flickering on its body.

This was Qin Yuan's Dantian Realm. Qin Yuan named it - Essence Realm!

The moment the Essence Realm appeared, the pressure was like a mouse seeing a cat. The anger in its body was instantly extinguished.

Like the spring breeze after a bath, it emitted a gentle aura.

Obviously, this pressure was very afraid of the Essence Realm.

Qin Yuan shook his head, "The pressure is still a pressure after all, it's an inanimate object, it can't become a great atmosphere!"

Boom!

Following the sound, the shadow of Essence Realm behind Qin Yuan disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared.

Shaking his head, he looked at the surrounding mountain walls and fell silent. He didn't know where to choose.

A purple light flashed in Qin Yuan's eyes. He shot into the mountain wall and observed it.

"En! That's the place!" Qin Yuan pointed in a direction and muttered to himself.

Swoosh!

His figure quickly flew over.

On the mountain wall, there was a huge turtle.

It was unknown who carved the turtle, or if it was naturally formed, but its expression was extremely lifelike. It spat out a cloud of white smoke, and the lines on the turtle's back were obvious.

Qin Yuan looked at the turtle and burst into laughter, "I never thought that there would be someone who would like turtles nowadays!"

"But I feel like something is missing!" Qin Yuan rubbed his chin, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

Swoosh!

He waved his hand, and the spiritual energy around him suddenly transformed into a white brush. A spiritual aura reverberated on the brush.

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

Qin Yuan held the white brush and instantly began drawing on the turtle. His movements were extremely fast, as if he was drawing something divine.

Boom!

Qin Yuan flicked his finger and a green liquid emerged from the tip of his finger, landing on the black hole on the mountain wall.

"It's done!" Qin Yuan clapped his hands and released the brush. It turned into a primitive spiritual energy and floated in the air.

"Not bad! It's really not bad!" The more Qin Yuan looked at it, the more satisfied he was. He even kept nodding his head.