The sea here raged without rest, and the earth veins seemed to contain an environment rich in Killing Intent. It was an exceptionally suitable place for him to refine the source of Killing Intent.
"I never discovered a place like this nearby before." Yang Chen swept his gaze around. As his divine sense spread out, everything in this place came under his control, clear as the palm of his hand.
This was the sea region just beyond the Cold Water Belt.
The Cold Water Belt was yin. Yin and yang generated and restrained one another, and where yin and yang met, the earth veins were bound to be turbulent.
This place was precisely like that.
Here, Yang Chen recalled the Northern Fiend Clan, the Body-All Clan, the Yaksha Clan, the Shadow Clan...
Back when he had wandered here, many stories had unfolded in this sea region. Time never returned once it had passed. Now that he had come back, he did not know how many old friends he would see again, nor how many memories he could recover.
He gave a slight shake of his head, no longer dwelling on it. Sitting cross-legged, he began cultivating.
Encountering such an excellent cultivation environment here was, in itself, no small stroke of fortune.
Yang Chen sat suspended above the sea, already sensing the arrival of many sea beasts, demon beasts, and foreign races nearby.
The Four Sea Clans of this region, the Northern Fiend Clan, and even the Shadow Clan had all been alerted by him.
Yet he did not take them to heart. Neither these foreign races nor the demon beasts dared approach him.
Yang Chen released the slightest trace of his true qi, and it was already enough to intimidate every living being within a radius of thousands of miles!