The entire area was shrouded in dark blood vitality, so much so that even the sky had turned black due
to the evil spirit.
And if that wasn't enough to drive ordinary warriors away, a cold corpse miasma hung like a thick
curtain in the air, and what made matters worse was that this corpse miasma was also a kind of
poisonous gas.
These were the dangers that awaited any warrior who would dare to venture into the Corpse Blood
Devil Land.
Of course, the conditions in this place were much better compared to the Corpse Blood Devil Land
inside the territory of the Devil Land.
This place continually absorbed the continent spirit from other places and transformed it into corpse
miasma. At the same time, the invisible blood vitality that surrounded it gradually fused into the land.
In such a harsh environment, there were only two kinds of plants and Treasures from Heaven and
Earth that could survive. The first kind consisted of poisonous and cold ones, while the second kind
were the ones that could restrain poison and cold.
The mountains in this area were separated by blood-colored rivers, wide enough to be seen from a fair
distance away.
After half a month of traveling, Ricky finally arrived at the Corpse Blood Devil Land and found several
warriors loitering nearby. Ricky approached them warily, knowing that they shared the same goal,
which was to acquire tokens for the selection process.
In fact, every warrior in the Middle Land probably wanted to join the Misty South Palace except for
those who belonged to the most powerful forces and ancient clans. Even though joining the Misty
South Palace would mean taking on a heavier burden on their shoulders, it didn't stop those who were
thirsty for better opportunities from participating.
They were willing to sacrifice a lot to be a member of the Misty South Palace, as it would give them
plenty of benefits.
First and foremost, no force would risk messing with them. Plus, they would also have better access to
more sophisticated cultivation resources and cultivation methods.
As soon as Ricky was within the sight of the participating warriors, his white hair and young-looking
body attracted everyone's attention. The differences in the warriors were obvious. Those who were
kindhearted immediately reminded Ricky of the dangers the place held, and some even advised him to
leave. Meanwhile, those who were naturally cruel and enjoyed other people's pain made fun of him,
and some even attacked him.
The moment those with meaner souls tried to hurt him, Ricky paid them back tenfold. He showed them
no mercy and taught them a hard lesson.
Before long, most of the warriors learned not to mess with him, and no one dared to look down on him
anymore.
They also began to pay more attention to Ricky’s actions, as they tried to guess who he really was.
They finally clued in that he couldn’t be a child with how powerful he was. At most, they thought that he
was an adult dwarf.
As its name suggested, the Corpse Blood Devil River could only be found in the Corpse Blood Devil
Land.
The waters that flowed in these rivers were contaminated with blood vitality, dark corpse miasma, evil
spirit, and erosive power. In addition, some zombies even inhabited the rivers.
Two kinds of zombies subsisted in this place. Those with heavy killing aura were known as Blood
Zombies, while those with strong evil spirits were called Devil Zombies.
These creatures were formed after countless years had passed.
Of course, they couldn't become real Corpse Blood Devils, as Corpse Blood Devils could only be
formed in the Corpse Blood Devil tribe’s ancestral land after scores of years.
Moreover, genuine Corpse Blood Devils couldn't reproduce and must be born in their tribe’s ancestral
land.
On the other hand, the members of the Linghu Clan were a mix of the Corpse Blood Devils and the
human race. Thus, they could reproduce, unlike their pure-bred relatives. This interbreeding of devils
and humans, however, caused the Corpse Blood Devil’s blood power in the members of the Linghu
Clan to weaken through each generation as the blood grew thinner and thinner, so to speak.
That was why the Linghu Clan was the weakest among the eight influential human devil clans. Through
the years, the Corpse Blood Devil's blood power remained in the members of the Linghu Clan grew
weaker and weaker.
Fortunately, the members of the Linghu Clan could strengthen the Corpse Blood Devil’s blood power in
their bodies through some distinctive and extreme methods.
The warriors had congregated in this place because based on the disseminated information, which
Ricky had also received, the tokens were supposed to be scattered somewhere in the Corpse Blood
Devil Rivers.
As soon as the warriors were ready, they set off and dived into the rivers, with Ricky following closely
behind them.
The moment that Ricky entered the river, he sensed the violent blood vitality, the dark corpse miasma,
and the mysterious evil spirit it emitted, as these things tried to invade his body.
"A warrior at the Emperor Level can probably linger in this place for about ten days before the burden is
too much to bear. But with the help of the Devourer Zone, I think I can stay here longer. Maybe I can
endure this for about twenty days..."
Ricky murmured to himself as he planned what he should do next.
"The miasma contains an exceedingly potent toxin, which means that there should be Treasures from
Heaven and Earth somewhere nearby that can fight poisons. Keep your eyes peeled open in case you
encounter some," the Dragon Intent Grass reminded Ricky calmly.
"Okay, I definitely will!" Ricky eagerly responded.
The Time Seal's hermit spirit was silent, as he had fallen asleep in the meantime. After all, he was not
born in the Time Seal, so it would naturally take some time before he could fully integrate with the seal.
As luck would have it, the Time Seal was Paul's accompanying weapon and the one trying to integrate
with it was Paul's will. This suggested that Paul's will would have an easier time fusing with the seal as
compared to other creatures.
The desperately sought-after tokens could be anywhere in the Corpse Blood Devil Rivers. Hence, the
warriors had no choice but to wander around aimlessly, depending on their intuition and luck as they
looked.
Four days passed in the blink of an eye, but Ricky found no trace of the token. All he saw were the
people who scuttled back and forth busily along the waters, as the endless blood-colored water flowed
without care for their business. Since there was no sign of the token, the warriors didn't engage with
each other and chose to focus on looking, ignoring each other whenever they crossed paths.
On the fifth day, Ricky ventured deeper into one of the Corpse Blood Devil Rivers, where he finally
caught sight of some zombies. Other warriors who risked going deeper into the Corpse Blood Devil
Rivers ran into the zombies too.
As Ricky observed these Blood Zombies, he noticed that they resembled the devils. They were often
shrouded in thick blood-colored fog, and some parts of their bodies appeared rotten.
The Blood Zombies had command of two kinds of power. First was the bloody killing power and the
second was the power of corpse miasma.
However, Ricky merely ignored those zombies because he didn't feel threatened by them. In contrast, it
was the blood-colored vortex behind them that caught his attention. In the middle of the crimson vortex
stood a blood-colored triangle grass.
As soon as he laid sight on it, Ricky recognized the grass. It was the Intent Apperception Grass which
was a Treasure from Heaven and Earth at the Sage Level.
The grass had absorbed the Intent Apperception in this place, which allowed it to become a Treasure
from Heaven and Earth—the Intent Apperception Grass. Once a warrior refined it, their comprehension
of the Intent Apperception would exponentially improve.
It could also help improve a warrior's cultivation level and strength, just like other Treasures from
Heaven and Earth at the Sage Level.
Ricky, through his own talents and with the Dragon Intent Grass' help, was able to comprehend fifty
percent of the saber intent power at the early stage.
This was a great feat, and comprehending fifty percent saber intent at the early stage made Ricky
stand out among his peers. However, this wasn't even a drop in the bucket compared to what those top
geniuses could do.
Ricky had evolved into a middle spiritual emperor and consolidated his power in the place that Paul
had created.
That was actually necessary because every time he made a breakthrough, he needed to spend time
consolidating his improved strength and level. That was because the higher one's cultivation level was,
the more important it was to consolidate their strength and level.
Moreover, if he wanted to make any significant progress, energy and comprehension were
indispensable.
Any warrior who couldn't reach a higher level would have to use other methods to improve their
powers. The power from the Intent Apperception was a good choice for this situation, as it could
enhance one's strength without increasing the cultivation base.
If a warrior reached fifty or sixty percent power of the Intent Apperception, it could greatly improve their
combat effectiveness. It could even serve as their trump card.
'If I could level up my saber intent to fifty percent at the late stage before the selection begins, I would
have another trump card!' Ricky thought jubilantly to himself.
He studied the Intent Apperception Grass with slight greed in his eyes, knowing that it could become a
great asset to him.
The Intent Apperception Grass had the killing property, which could potentially be useful to him. It was
because he had the Devourer Zone, which could help him refine objects or treasures with killing
property.
However, before he could collect the Intent Apperception Grass, he knew that he had to take care of
those Blood Zombies first.
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