The defining feature of a Spirit-Severing Land was the complete absence of spiritual qi. Any formation set up there would leak a trace amount of spiritual qi.
Although the Black Tortoise Armor Formation possessed a camouflage function, the spiritual qi it leaked was like a beacon in the night to passing savage beasts. Probably no cultivator had ever considered how a formation ought to disguise itself in a place like this.
Ji An planned to rest well tonight, then cross this region at full speed tomorrow.
With a casual gesture, he cast the Minor Cloud and Rain Art, washing the dust from his face.
Afterward, he circulated his mana and condensed a purple fireball, instantly evaporating the mist.
Watching those smooth, flowing movements, Qin Yan sighed in admiration. True Lord had integrated spells into his very instincts. No wonder every spell he cast was so powerful.
Seated in the place of honor, Ji An raised his cup and said,
"No need to stand on ceremony. Drink your fill."
To him, spiritual wine at the Third Order Top-Grade was merely an aperitif before the meal.
The two drank several cups together, then dug into the feast with gusto.
After eating, Ji An reclined halfway in a rattan chair. He took out a jade slip and marked today's route, expanding his map.
The Five Elements Sect had been destroyed tens of thousands of years ago. The terrain back then differed greatly from that of today, so the map preserved by the Five Elements Sect could only serve as a reference, allowing him to estimate how far he still was from the Central Continent.
About half an hour later, Ji An carefully checked the map's information and stored the jade slip in the Void Stone.
He had been rather unlucky today. He had