Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1667 - 449: Jinx True Spirit, Time's Up (5k)

"It's too difficult."Yu Ziqing flipped through some of the facsimile books he carried with him, which were all purely knowledge-based classics.

Among them were some classics that had been long covered in dust, now included in the new book list.

A few were considered Dharma Methods, similar to the Green Lotus Sword Manual.

This Green Lotus Sword Manual was the general outline Yu Ziqing recorded after drawing his sword back in the day.

Yes, the True Intent of the general outline is readable, but the subsequent content within, even Yu Ziqing finds it hard to look at now.

Back then, when Han Dong saw this thing, it was remarkably restrained of him not to vomit directly, such a great concession.

In the version Han Dong later supplemented, the level was noticeably more than a notch higher.

This thing, Yu Ziqing held it in his hands, but barely practiced it because it demanded talent, and required strong mental focus and will.

The main issue is that it is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and Yu Ziqing was unlikely to focus on it as intently as Han Dong, immersing himself in the Sword Dao, undeterred after a millennium.

Yu Ziqing had other excellent Sword Dao methods on hand, but how well they could be mastered truly depended on the individual.

Fortunately, the book list given by Yang this time involved not Dharma Methods, but some Sword Dao-related knowledge. The theories were deep but didn't require countless years of training.

The difficulty was just at the point where Yu Ziqing found it hard, certainly impossible to master at once, much harder than before.

However, with effort and determination, it was still quite possible to grasp.

Finally, Yu Ziqing silently pumped himself up with enthusiasm and motivation.

He had to master the secrets within the dozen-page book list no matter what.

Especially seeing Yang's attitude back then, squeezing out a few pages while handling the book list.

His intention was clear; if Yu Ziqing felt that the dozen pages were too much, a few pages would suffice.

Could Yu Ziqing tolerate that?

If time permitted, he wanted all of it.

If time and energy were limited, he would choose the strongest within his capability.

After leaving the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land, Yu Ziqing was in no rush to return, as the classics in his hands were sufficient for now.

His visit to Dazhen this time could be summed up in three tasks, one being a chat with Yang at the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land, to see if those rank fragments could be handled.

If they could be dealt with, then a talk with Emperor Zhen was definitely needed.

The first two tasks completed, only the last one remained.

To find that fourth individual with an awakened ancient demon bloodline, who had been elusive thus far.

The rough location given by Cloud Whale was in the north of Dazhen, a vast area.

Considering that both the northwest and northeast of Dazhen were currently inhospitable for human habitation, sparsely populated with harsh environments.

Especially the northwest part of Dazhen, which was covered by the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land.

Asking a Riddler to find them would indeed be an arduous task.

Finding someone, especially when it wasn't an urgent matter, forcing his Riddlers to risk their lives.

Yu Ziqing thought better of it, as he wasn't a tyrant boss.

A Great Cultivator might entertain the thought of carrying a token and performing a rough carpet-style search in this area, but it was overly optimistic.

Even a Ninth Tier cultivator wouldn't stand a chance if they couldn't see the ghostly blue glow from the rank fragments or the Extreme Cold Stream, risking a mishap wasn't impossible.

Now that he was here, Yu Ziqing decided to search personally.

This time, he acquired the tokens of three ancient demons and intended to use them in coordination to pinpoint the fourth ancient demon bloodline.

Since Cloud Whale could sense the fourth, it probably meant the fourth hadn't deliberately blocked the sensing from other ancient demons.

Leaving Yang's big array, Yu Ziqing proceeded northward.

The three tokens in his hand spun, interacting without any particular reaction, indicating nothing within a thousand-mile radius.

He moved forward in the void, continuing northward.

The place was cold and silent; without the Extreme Cold Stream, there was not even a trace of biting wind, only the sky shrouded in ghostly blue, like a serene sea upside down, gently undulating.

Yu Ziqing could see it and thus easily avoided the Extreme Cold Stream, searching bit by bit.

From the northwest corner of the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land, he zig-zagged eastward, sweeping back and forth.

Upon reaching the northeast corner of the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land, connected to the Hengduan Mountains, he looked northward to find the area growing dimmer.

Even the light reflected from ice crystals barely illuminated the place.

Lifting his gaze, he saw the ghostly blue sky receding toward the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land's center.

The Hengduan Mountains, like the spine of the earth, continued northward, disappearing into the horizon's darkness, leaving only a hazy silhouette.

Judging by past life's experience, such a situation in the Extreme North would indicate entering a Polar Night region.

But clearly, here it wasn't; Yu Ziqing had once borrowed the perspective from Cliff Divine King, looking back to see the whole world, and realized it was inherently dark.

Or rather, it was affected by the as-yet unfinished evolution of the current world, becoming increasingly abstract and chaotic as one moved northward.

At the peak of abstraction and chaos lay the void.

Yu Ziqing looked up, observing the receding ghostly blue boundary above, pondering for a moment before continuing northward.

From this point, as he continued north, the already scant Spiritual Energy began to drop precipitously.