Void Heaven, Profound Yin Underground Palace.
With "Profound Yin" in its name, the yin energy was surely dense. And since it was called an underground palace, it had to lie deep beneath the earth.
The stall owner activated a teleportation talisman, taking Gao Xian directly to the Profound Yin Underground Palace.
Only then did Gao Xian realize that the Profound Yin Underground Palace was far, far larger than he had expected. More precisely, it was a small grotto-heaven.
At this moment, the Profound Yin Underground Palace had already been occupied by countless Heavenly Ghosts. The palace's Profound Yin energy had become the Heavenly Ghosts' final nourishment.
Most of the Heavenly Ghosts were not of a high rank, only around the fourth or fifth rank. The problem was their sheer number—there were hundreds of millions of them.
Killing Heavenly Ghosts was not difficult, but slaughtering so many would inevitably taint one with vast amounts of foul energy. Even for a seventh-rank cultivator, that was exceptionally troublesome.
Gao Xian looked toward the stall owner. She had now revealed her true appearance: a stunning woman with cold brows and eyes, a sixth-rank Pure Yang female cultivator of the Ghost Race.
Above the heavenly tier, every rank had a fixed quota. But sixth-rank Pure Yang cultivators had no such limit.
The vast Void Heaven was probably not much smaller than the human world. Its spiritual energy was also far richer than that of the human world.
The Ghost Race had a long history and an unbroken inheritance. Nurturing several thousand or even several tens of thousands of Pure Yang cultivators would not be difficult.
A Pure Yang female cultivator would not have much of a reputation even in Void Heaven.
Gao Xian did not care about her name or background. He was only somewhat