Standing aboard the Glazed Voidcraft, Lu Ren swept his gaze around him, surprise on his face. "The Dao aura here is so rich! It's no weaker than at the Upper Stream of the Great Dao River!"
No wonder countless races thrived in the Great Wilderness and produced so many powerful cultivators.
The cultivation environment here was blessed by heaven.
The Great Dao River was divided into lower, middle, and upper reaches.
In the Great Wilderness, the cultivation environment was much the same across the entire continent.
As a result, the factions of the Great Wilderness were fairly close in overall strength. But that very closeness made their competition exceptionally fierce.
Lu Ren did not descend at once. He sent out his Divine Sense to search the surroundings.
Once he confirmed that no powerful cultivators were nearby, his body shuddered and his appearance began to change.
A moment later, Lu Ren looked like an ordinary young man. He had even concealed his aura.
He landed in a forest and put away the Glazed Voidcraft.
Now that he had come to the Great Wilderness, he naturally had to hide his identity. If an Ordinary Battle Body Lineage learned who he was and where he came from, they might hunt him down again.
Lu Ren took out the first Silk Pouch Dao Wujun had given him and opened it.
Hum!
Gray-white runes floated out of the Silk Pouch and wove together before Lu Ren, finally forming lines of ancient script.
"Go to the Withering and Flourishing Alchemy Pavilion and obtain a Soul-Burying Heaven-Deceiving Pill for me!"
"If the pavilion master refuses to see you when you arrive, open the second Silk Pouch!"
Lu Ren looked puzzled as he read the two lines.
"The Withering and Flourishing Alchemy Pavilion?"
"A Soul-Burying Heaven-Deceiving Pill?"
Lu