Three years later, a flying boat streaking through the sky appeared at the junction of Ghost Lord's Western Region and the Southern Region. Its escaping light suddenly contracted, revealing several figures.
"Fellow Daoist Li, how far is this place from Myriad Souls Valley?"
Looking at the vast, desolate Meadow Swamp stretching endlessly before him, Qin Fengming's expression tightened. He turned to Li Changshan and asked, "According to the map, this Meadow Swamp lies at the junction of the Western Region, Central Region, and Southern Region."
"Reporting to Senior, we are currently in the Western Region, near the Central Region. To reach Myriad Souls Valley, we may still need to fly for another year." After studying the map jade slip in his hand, Li Changshan answered after some thought.
"Hmm, there's only another year to go. It seems it truly isn't too far away. However, the three of you still need to gather those materials below. If you encounter the hides of any level-eight or higher demon beasts, collect some of those as well."
Over the past several years, whenever they passed through a Marketplace, Li Changshan and the other two would enter and search for materials.
The amount of Yin stones they had spent over these years was already impossible to calculate. The various materials they had obtained, however, had left Qin Fengming overjoyed.
After several years of focused cultivation, once Qin Fengming had refined nearly a hundred soul artifacts, the Treasure Refining Ghost Art had finally reached the second tier of the first layer. At that moment, Qin Fengming felt that the soul-force energy within his body had become so vast that it had reached an unimaginable level.
If he had possessed such soul force back then, he might have been able to kill Poison Saint Venerable with a