No matter what, they were finally about to get out. Lu Xiaotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Before coming here, he had visited the cave where Iron Corpse Sheath had once stayed and found clear signs that the restrictions inside had been damaged. He remembered Iron Corpse Sheath telling him there had once been Nascent Soul Formation Pills inside, but when Lu Xiaotian returned, the place was already utterly empty.
Since he could not obtain ready-made Nascent Soul Formation Pills, he could only spend more time gathering the spiritual materials needed to refine them himself.
Just as it had been decades ago, when he had first entered the Golden Core Early Stage and arrived at the outskirts of Misty Hall, the enormous island was covered in countless restrictions. A transparent barrier, like a wall of light, separated the giant island from the vast sea. Lu Xiaotian searched along the damp shoreline, killing several sea earthworms that burst from the wetlands in an attempt to ambush him.
Lu Xiaotian was looking for a place where the restrictions were relatively weak and there were fewer demon beasts. Otherwise, the moment he left, he would be besieged by demon beasts, putting him at a tremendous disadvantage.
When he reached an open stretch of terrain, Lu Xiaotian stopped. Yet at that very moment, several figures streaked toward him from the distant bushes.
Lu Xiaotian swept his gaze over them. There were no fewer than seven people. When he saw the burly middle-aged man in the center, his face as frosty as ice, Lu Xiaotian's pupils contracted. This man's aura was no weaker than his own, and his gaze was sharp as a blade. When Lu Xiaotian met his eyes, his heart jolted, and he felt a faint burning pain. This was absolutely not