The Demonic Corpse's Ferocious Might, Gathering Spiritual Materials

Back mountain.

Because Lin Chang'an had used White Bone Superior's name and publicly expressed his willingness to help others refine Corpse Puppets, when Ice God Palace arranged his Cave Abode, they had specifically chosen this Extreme Yin Land.

This was also North Cold Continent. If one wanted a Fire Attribute or pure-yang spiritual land, it would be difficult to find, but Extreme Yin and Cold Spirit Veins were relatively common.

However, the spiritual qi within Lin Chang'an's Cave Abode was exceptionally dense. Two Nascent Soul-level Corpse Puppets were buried around the outer perimeter of the back mountain, both of which he had refined for others. "Roar!"

Through the rippling Restriction, a powerful surge of Baleful Demonic Qi suddenly emerged. A black coffin lay buried in the earth.

Nine chains around it merged with the surrounding array patterns, firmly restraining the coffin.

"Are you ever going to stop? You're awfully good at making trouble."

Unable to bear the Baleful Demonic Qi any longer, Jin Feng had followed him here as well. Seeing this scene, it seemed already accustomed to it, baring its fangs with a vicious gleam in its eyes.

Jin Feng then turned toward its master, who was examining the Demon Corpse, and spoke directly.

"Master, if this keeps up, why don't we dig out its corpse and take its core? If I eat it, I might even be able to prepare for a breakthrough into Fourth-Rank Late Stage."

With ulterior motives in mind, Jin Feng revealed a trace of greed. The Demon Core of this Yin Demonic Corpse would be an immense tonic for it.

Lin Chang'an gave an irritated laugh. He could not even be bothered to respond to the chattering Jin Feng. After observing for a moment, he took a deep breath and began forming hand seals.