Lin Ke gathered his thoughts and, relying on the ancient talisman in his hand, began trying to locate the other ancient talismans in his surroundings.
Through the faint sensation transmitted by the ancient talisman fragment against his chest, he sensed that the nearest other ancient talisman was several dozen li straight ahead.
The sensation was extremely vague, giving him only a general direction and an exceedingly rough distance.
"Let's head that way first."
Lin Ke steadied himself. Without further hesitation, he shot toward the ancient talisman.
The power of the wasteland was strange.
The tainted Mental Power permeating the world offered tremendous resistance, cutting his speed by well over half.
Moreover, unfamiliar with his surroundings, Lin Ke moved cautiously and did not dare go too fast.
As a result, his progress seemed very slow.
Of course, most of his attention remained focused on sensing his surroundings.
After all, in an unknown place like this, a single wrong step could land him in a deathtrap, so he had to remain cautious.
Yet this cautious probing led Lin Ke to discover something rather unusual.
When he projected his own Mental Power outward, he could block the tainted Mental Power outside and drive it away, freeing himself from the external pressure.
This meant that however he traveled through this wasteland, his speed would not be affected in the slightest.
"Whooo-"
The wasteland was deathly still, with the wind providing its only refrain.
"Who knows what happened here to leave it in such ruin?" Lin Xuanyuan sighed with heartfelt feeling.
This barren, deathly silent place was not merely desolate; terrifying storms of Mental Power filled it, a sight no ordinary battlefield would present.
Clearly, something else unknown must have happened in this so-called wasteland.
Lin Ke smiled faintly. "Whatever its origins, at least our