Deep within the secret realm, mist churned and surged.
A graceful figure was soaking in a blood-colored pool, her fair skin appearing and disappearing beneath the surface.
Her face was filled with bliss, and she could clearly feel herself growing stronger with every passing moment.
To others, this place was a perilous death ground, but to her, it was a treasure trove not to be missed.
"Borrowing the power here, I'll be able to step into an entirely new level after cultivating for another six months."
"Break through my limits, transform into a demonic body, and forge a solid foundation."
A satisfied look crossed her face as she muttered under her breath.
Yet at that moment, the earth suddenly shook and the mountains trembled.
Crash!
She swiftly rose, not even bothering to put her clothes on properly.
In the distance, the thick fog dispersed, revealing a terrifying, bizarre figure that had suddenly risen before the Ancient Bronze Hall.
She suddenly realized something, her pupils shrinking sharply. "How is this possible!"
After putting away the Bronze Key, Lin Fan took out the storage artifact left behind by Kumuzi.
Ghost cultivators differed from ordinary cultivators. They did not primarily cultivate Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, but focused more on cultivating their own souls.
Lin Fan first noticed a blood-colored pearl that radiated astonishing soul-force fluctuations.
The Soul Gathering Pearl.
This object contained the numerous souls Kumuzi had plundered. To ghost cultivators, it was an exceptionally precious treasure.
Lin Fan injected a strand of True Essence into it. Soon, he saw countless densely packed souls imprisoned in a space of raging flames, letting out wave after wave of anguished screams.
His expression turned solemn. "How many dead souls did he collect?"
By a rough estimate, there were at least several hundred, perhaps