As soon as the sandstorm rose, Xu Yi released his full perception. Sure enough, as it pierced through the storm, it met considerable resistance. His perception, which could normally extend two hundred zhang, reached only one hundred. Even that hundred zhang was enough for Xu Yi to notice something amiss.
In midair, four or five groups of people were already watching from a distance. It truly took him by surprise.
Garlic Nose had told him that every day, no fewer than ten people came to Huangdang Sand Dune to attempt the Yin Venerable breakthrough, creating a powerful gathering effect.
Some came to observe, some to broaden their horizons, and others to seek opportunity. There were even those hoping that someone attempting the breakthrough would fail to withstand the Yin Tribulation, so they could swoop in and reap the rewards.
Xu Yi had done his best to avoid the crowds, making his way toward the hottest spot at the very center. He had never expected so many people to show up anyway.
Since things had come to this, he had no intention of changing his plans. He immediately produced the Earth Soul Talisman and, following the secret method, infused it with his blood. The talisman burst into dazzling light, then shot underground and vanished.
Xu Yi sat cross-legged, focusing all his attention on his spiritual platform. The Yin Soul on it sat cross-legged as well, its expression stern, as if it were contemplating profound mysteries. Half an incense stick passed, yet nothing happened.
Xu Yi grew restless. Nothing like this had ever appeared in the notes. Could it be that, because he had traveled through time and space, his Earth Soul in the Nine Hells was exceptionally far away? Or did he simply have no Earth Soul at all?
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