The mountain range resembled a coiling dragon, stretching on and on.
At the center of this vast wilderness lay a dragon lair. Divine peaks towered into the heavens all around it, yet this particular lair had sunk deep into the earth, radiating an intense chill.
"Nine Dragons Sinking Abyss Formation?" Qin Sheng's gaze shifted as he saw through the nature of the terrain.
This was a death formation. The dragon heads of nine earth dragons converged in one place, spitting out pearls and gathering divine essence. It should have created a peerless Dragon Pill, but because the earth qi could not flow and had become congested, it had ultimately formed a dead end.
If a cultivator practiced in a place like this, their qi would stagnate and their spirit would grow heavy, inevitably causing them to lose control and become possessed. If a corpse were buried here, it would not even have the chance to undergo corpse transformation.
As the saying went, "Bury your ancestors upright and your descendants will thrive." But in a place like this, forget burying them upright—even burying them anywhere would be useless.
"Do you understand the study of terrain and dragon veins?" Demon Saint Xing Chi asked in surprise.
"I've practiced Source Technique and achieved a little in this field. I understand it slightly, slightly." Qin Sheng replied.
"Big Brother understands everything and can do everything!" Xiao Nannan clapped, looking extremely proud. Tushan Doudou also nodded her little head, thinking those words were absolutely right.
The child Ancestor Nannan had worried about had already grown up.
"Eastern Wilderness Source Technique is indeed famous. The former Source Heavenly Masters were even honored guests of every major holy land." Demon Saint Xing Chi nodded.
"However, with your current cultivation, ordinary Source Technique probably won't be of much