Along the way, Lu Lin spared a portion of his attention to glance at the cultivation time accumulated in the Martial Dao Melting Furnace.
Ordinary Cultivation Time: 35,600 years and two months.
High-Level Cultivation Time: 6,890 years!
During the period when he had lain low in the Wuji Sect, he had quietly converted the treasures stored in Dragon Shadow Daoist's and Tiger Shadow Daoist's storage pouches into Ordinary Cultivation Time, gaining over thirty thousand years in one stroke.
If not for that, his repeated use of "Martial Dao Scourge" earlier would likely have exhausted his Ordinary Cultivation Time long ago.
As for the magic treasures left behind by the two Daoists, Lu Lin had kept them for the time being rather than exchanging them.
After all, directly exchanging magic treasures for cultivation time was terribly uneconomical. Finding a way to sell them for high-grade spirit stones before exchanging them would be the choice that maximized his gains.
This region of black fog covered an extremely vast area.
Although Lu Lin had not traveled at full speed, after walking for more than half an hour, dense black fog still shrouded everything around him.
However, the unique, desolate aura belonging to the Return Ruins was becoming clearer and clearer.
Whoosh, whoosh—
Suddenly, a frigid gust of wind blew from behind his head without warning. It brushed across the back of his neck, raising a layer of goosebumps over his skin.
Danger!
At the same time, his sixth sense sent out a piercing warning.
Lu Lin spun sharply, his palm like a blade as it swept backward horizontally, wrapped in Thunder True Aura!
Where the palm wind passed, the black fog churned.
Vaguely, he caught sight of an enormous black shadow flashing through the distant mist before swiftly vanishing.
"Something's here!"
Lu Lin's