The night is as deep as ink.
Lu Chen declined Ma Quan's offer to lead the way, and asked him to prepare the talismans, magical instruments and other objects needed to deal with the evil spirits in the mass graves, while he sat quietly in the secret room of the official residence to regulate his breathing.
The trauma to his soul was like invisible steel needles piercing his mind. Even with Mind-Calming Jade Pendant's comfort, there would still be bursts of pain from time to time, making it difficult for him to fully concentrate.
"Soul-Nourishing Incense...Darkwood Heart..."
Lu Chen spread out the animal skin paper and read the ancient prescription carefully again.
In addition to the most critical Darkwood Heart, Mind-Soothing Grass, Soul-Condensing Flower, and the three-money demon Essence Blood are also needed as primers.
The first two can be redeemed in Demon Suppression Division's medicine warehouse, and the demon Essence Blood is even more easily available to him.
Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.
At Zi hour, the moon is at the middle of the sky.
Lu Chen put on a pair of inconspicuous black night clothes, and wore the most ordinary bronze animal mask on his face, condensing his aura to the extreme.
He did not leave from the main entrance of the official residence, but quietly climbed up the courtyard wall, his figure like a weightless fallen leaf, blending into the Nanling Prefecture silent night.
<Black Tortoise Breath Concealment Art>!
This Xuanjie Cultivation Method, which was imprinted from the second floor of Armory, was being operated to its extreme by him at this moment.
His heartbeat, breathing, and even the Qi and Blood flow around his body became extremely slow and weak, as if they were integrated with the surrounding darkness.
Unless you see it with your own eyes, even Bone Forging realm warriors of the same level would have difficulty detecting his presence ten steps away.
According to the information provided by Ma Quan, there is more than one entrance to Ghost Market, located in every dark corner of Nanling Prefecture. The largest one is located under an abandoned Land God Temple in the south of the city.
Lu Chen's figure flew quickly through the intricate streets and rooftops without making a single sound.
A quarter of an hour later, the dilapidated Land God Temple was in sight.
Before he got close, Lu Chen was keenly aware that there were more than one prying eyes hidden in the surrounding darkness. These were Ghost Market's secret whistles.
He didn't pause at all, and his figure was as short as a wisp of smoke, sliding forward slowly and slowly against the shadow of the wall.
A whistleblower hiding in a crooked neck tree yawned boredly and rubbed his eyes. He didn't realize at all that a black shadow had just been right under his nose and slipped past silently.
The power of <Black Tortoise Breath Concealment Art> was fully revealed at this moment.
It not only restrains the breath, but also allows the warrior to be in tune with the surrounding environment to a certain extent, as if he has become a part of the shadow.
Lu Chen easily bypassed seven sentries in total and arrived behind Land God Temple.
Under a pile of collapsed ruins, there is a deep cave that can only allow one person to pass.
At the entrance of the cave, two big men in black clothes, also wearing masks, were holding sharp knives and scanning the surroundings vigilantly.
Lu Chen did not enter through the hole.
He walked around to the side and found a vent covered by weeds. He shrunk and got in like a snake.
The passage was dark and damp, filled with a complex smell mixed with earth, blood and some strange incense.
Following the twists and turns of the passage, the light and sound ahead gradually become clearer.
When Lu Chen emerged from an inconspicuous sewage outlet and stood on the edge of Ghost Market, even though he was calm-minded, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised by the sight in front of him.
This is a huge underground cave. The top of the cave is inlaid with countless Moonlight Stones that emit faint light, illuminating the entire space in darkness.
A turbid underground river runs through it, and on both sides of the river bank is a street composed of countless stalls and simple shops.
The streets are full of people and there is constant traffic, but strangely, the whole market is not noisy.
Everyone wore various masks - ferocious evil spirits, weird fox faces, blank human skins... They lowered their voices and conducted transactions in hoarse tones. The atmosphere was depressing and mysterious.
The things placed on the stalls are all kinds of strange.
There are demon stumps that are still twitching slightly, Curse things that exude an ominous aura, broken magic weapons glowing with treasure, and even alien slaves locked in cages with numb eyes.
This is the dark side of Nanling Prefecture, a lawless place beyond order and law, an underground kingdom built of greed, desire and power.
Lu Chen pulled the hood lower, covering half of his face, revealing only a pair of eyes as calm as ice behind the bronze mask.
His goal is clear-Darkwood Heart.
This kind of thing is extremely pure and has a unique smell. It will never be sold openly.
Lu Chen did not wander around like a headless fly. Instead, he activated his spiritual sense, which had become extremely sharp due to the trauma to his soul, and carefully sensed every flow of energy in the air.
Although the trauma of the sea of consciousness brought pain, it was like a window being forced open on a wall, allowing his perception of the spiritual level to reach an unprecedented height.
He walked slowly through the stalls, ignoring the scrutinizing glances from the stall owners.
Suddenly, his steps stopped.
At the end of the street, in the most inconspicuous corner, his keen spiritual sense captured an extremely weak, but extremely pure aura of the cold wood attribute!
That aura was carefully wrapped by some kind of restriction. If his spirit were not different from ordinary people, he would not be able to detect it at all.
Lu Chen followed the sensor and looked.
I saw a mysterious person covered in a wide black robe, who could not even tell whether he was a man or a woman. He lowered his head and walked quickly into a darker branch.
That breath came from his arms.
Found it!
Lu Chen's heart moved, and without any hesitation, his figure flashed, like a ghost, and followed him quietly.