Three addresses.
The first address had brought Lin Feng nothing but fog.
He had gathered all the ingredients for refining the Great Elixir, but he could not collect the Karmic Fire.
And something existed within the Karmic Fire.
That thing was about to come out.
This was hardly good news. If it emerged, Lin Feng felt there was a very good chance it would come looking for him.
He entertained no false hopes about that.
And that terror of being treated as a feast.
That feeling of being savored as food.
Lin Feng truly did not want to experience it again.
Having experienced pain, he knew what he needed to do.
The next time he went in, he had to find a way to deal with the Grand Elder.
The Grand Elder was powerful.
But he was not the Version Answer.
As long as he was not the Version Answer, there had to be a way to handle him.
The Grand Elder was the Version Answer before the Version Answer. Successive imperial courts had continually sent men to suppress the stronghold deep in Western Hunan, and it had not been fully subdued until the Xianfeng Era.
That meant it was the true scourge of its age.
That was the true scourge of feudal society.
Someone like the Grand Elder was merely the dregs of an era. The damage such beings had caused throughout Historian had long since been smoothed over by time, with only an occasional fragment of an account surfacing in the world.
In that case, the people of the age of Six Heavens' Old Qi must have had ways to eliminate them. Otherwise, Historian would have changed long ago. At that thought, Lin Feng rubbed his chin.
He felt he had earned himself another profession.
Archaeologist.
Things were