Lin Xuan was not the dithering sort. Since the Flat Peach had been purified as he wished, next, he had to prepare for advancement.
He did not take it at once. Instead, his figure flashed, and he first arrived outside the cultivation cave.
All around was an endless wasteland. As far as the eye could see, it was desolate to the extreme. Aside from some low, shrubby plants, there were only gray-brown stones and earth.
This sole Spirit Vein had already been concealed by Lin Xuan with a formation, not leaking even the slightest trace of spiritual Qi. Even a Spirit Division-level cultivator, unless they came close and carefully examined it with divine sense, would absolutely discover no clue or irregularity.
Lin Xuan still had this much confidence.
He closed his eyes and slowly released his exceedingly powerful divine sense.
With Lin Xuan's divine sense now far surpassing that of cultivators of the same rank, he could take in everything within tens of thousands of li at a glance. Even within a radius of one hundred thousand li, if there was any stir of wind or grass, he could faintly sense a little of it.
At this moment, Lin Xuan expanded his divine sense as far as he could, yet he gained not the slightest harvest. Aside from a few demon beasts whose intelligence had yet to awaken, within a radius of one hundred thousand li, there was simply no trace of any cultivator or Demon Race member above the transformation stage.
After a long while, Lin Xuan raised his head, a trace of satisfaction appearing on his face. This kind of desolate environment was exactly what he wanted. One had to know that, apart from the difficulty itself, the greatest taboo in advancement was being disturbed midway.
This was