Before long, the disturbance drew the attention of other cultivators across God Burial Valley.
None of them had ever seen anything capable of dispelling the valley's mist to such an extent.
The instant the dense fog cleared, many seized the opportunity to open their storage rings. In no time, thunderclouds roiled across the sky above God Burial Valley.
A few Body Integration Realm cultivators were even on the verge of breaking through.
Sensing the auras closing in from all directions, Li Guanqi felt not the slightest trace of fear, though he knew another vicious battle awaited him.
He popped two pills into his mouth beforehand—one Spirit Burst Pill and one Frenzied Comprehension Pill.
Sword in hand, Li Guanqi stepped slowly out of the cave.
By the time he emerged, six cultivators were already waiting for him.
Among them were two cultivators at the peak of the Body Integration Realm on the brink of a breakthrough, three in the early Mahayana realm, and one in the mid-Mahayana realm.
Vital blood surged within Li Guanqi as a towering battle intent radiated outward.
Three days later.
A battered, bedraggled figure gradually coalesced from the dense fog.
Clad in tattered white robes, the one-armed man walked out slowly, gripping a notched, blood-dripping sword in his hand.
Behind him lay a devastated expanse of earth marred by craters and ravines.
A turbulent, crisscrossing sword intent hung in the air, refusing to dissipate for a long time, while severed limbs littered the ground beneath his feet.
Eight corpses were scattered about like trash!
Six had been among the initial encirclement, one had ambushed him, and the last had lurked in the shadows, hoping to play the oriole.
Standing upon the scorched earth, Li Guanqi's eyes were swollen to narrow slits, blood trickling down his forehead into his eyes.
Strands of hair clung to his face with dried gore. Blood stained his white robes, and wounds of varying sizes gave him a ghastly, ferocious look.
Yet from start to finish, his expression had barely wavered, remaining utterly tranquil.
His eyes swept casually over the surroundings, a sneer of cold mockery curling his lips.
This battle shook the minds of countless cultivators throughout God Burial Valley!
Every time they believed Li Guanqi had exhausted his strength, he managed to give them a surprise.
No one knew how many hidden trump cards he still held.
With unsteady steps, Li Guanqi walked forward, pulling out spirit stones and pills in full view of the hidden watchers to restore himself.
Yet at that moment, not a single person dared to make a move.
At a cultivation of half-step Mahayana, slaughtering those in the same realm was as simple as crushing an ant, and against early Mahayana cultivators, he still possessed an invincible momentum!
Even in a direct clash against a mid-Mahayana cultivator, Li Guanqi did not fall behind.
It was unimaginable what kind of monster he truly was.
Dizziness washed over Li Guanqi's mind in waves. He could sense numerous foes peering at him from both sides of the thick fog.
Yet like a god of war, he straightened his spine and continued forward, sword held in his left hand.
Those observers dared only spy from the shadows; not one stepped forward to strike. As Li Guanqi's aura recovered with increasing speed, the cultivators hidden within the mist gradually dispersed.
From that day forward, a saying spread through God Burial Valley:
"Provoke anyone you want, but never provoke that blind man!!"
***
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Li Guanqi drew his black robe tight and slowly raised his head.
God Burial Valley seemed to have no concept of day or night. The sky remained perpetually overcast and gray, making it impossible to track the passage of time.
Such a feeling was bearable for a short while, but over an extended period, it was enough to drive anyone mad.
Just like Li Guanqi now. At first, he remembered how long he had been inside, but by this point, he could no longer recall the exact number of days.
He could only vaguely reckon that roughly half a year had passed.
During this time, he had obtained quite a few Bone Spirit Beads, allowing him to project his divine sense a hundred zhang outward!
He had also encountered many Ancient God Illusory Souls, which had gradually loosened the bottleneck of his spirit comprehension rank.
However, his primal energy had reached a standstill, unable to advance further. Three days ago, Li Guanqi had decided to head toward the location marked on Dark Crow's map.
If he obtained enough Ancient God Beads, he was confident he could break through to the Mahayana realm within a short time!
God Burial Ridge!
Reputed to be the most terrifying place in God Burial Valley, an area where no one dared set foot!
The reason was simple: God Burial Ridge lay at the very center of God Burial Valley and served as the source of the erupting mist.
Furthermore, countless Ancient God Illusory Souls haunted God Burial Ridge.
In life, the weakest among these illusory souls had been at the peak of the Body Integration Realm, and ninety percent possessed Mahayana realm cultivation.
Moreover, due to the unique nature of God Burial Ridge, these Ancient God Illusory Souls could never be fully eradicated...
Sensing the terrifying pressure compressing his divine sense to a mere inch outside his body, Li Guanqi's expression hardened as well.
Securing his pack, a resolute light showed in Li Guanqi's eyes.
*If I do not break through to the Mahayana realm on this journey, I will never leave this ridge!*
Walking forward sword in hand, his bare-chested silhouette stood upright like a blade. Purplish-black lightning crackled around him as terrifying power churned within his body.
Scars covered nearly every inch of his skin; no one knew just how many battles Li Guanqi had fought in God Burial Valley.
So many that... he could no longer count them himself.
A person's fame was like a tree's shadow, and throughout God Burial Valley, everyone knew a blind man could wield divine sense to open storage rings.
Once people were driven to desperation, there was nothing they wouldn't do.
Over the course of this year, Li Guanqi had fought at least eighty to a hundred battles.
And... the number of cultivators inside God Burial Valley far exceeded his expectations.
Under the encroaching terror of death and exhausted lifespans, far too many people were willing to stake their lives on a desperate gamble.
God Burial Valley truly did hold numerous secret vaults and precious heavenly treasures.
Li Guanqi took a deep breath, his figure gradually dissolving into the heavy fog.
Not long after stepping inside, several condensed spiritual bodies launched attacks against him.
Gripping his sword in one hand, Li Guanqi coated the blade with his divine sense. The moment he leaned backward, strands of his hair were sheared away.
Two flashes of cold light swept past, practically grazing the tip of his nose.
Li Guanqi flipped backward, planted a single hand on the ground, and retreated explosively.
Yet before he could steady his footing, a chill erupted behind him as a sharp sword thrust straight toward the back of his head!
Sensing more and more Ancient God Illusory Souls gathering around him, Li Guanqi scanned his surroundings vigilantly, licked his chapped lips, and shot forward like lightning!!
Unleashing tremendous power, he acquired three Ancient God Beads in just a few hours!
Yet to his surprise, there was practically nowhere to hide within God Burial Ridge.
The battle continued relentlessly, with scarcely a moment of rest.
To ensure his strength was not depleted too rapidly, Li Guanqi could only keep spirit stones tucked at his waist, absorbing their energy continuously.
Seven days later, Li Guanqi's eyes were bloodshot, and the spirit stones at his waist shattered one after another.
He still had not found a suitable hiding place; Ancient God Illusory Souls could materialize anywhere inside God Burial Ridge!
Gritting his teeth, Li Guanqi began absorbing Ancient God Beads right in the midst of battle!!
Day after day passed in this manner, until even Li Guanqi's mind began to feel the weight of exhaustion.
The ceaseless slaughter kept his nerves strung taut, leaving him unable to relax for even a single breath.
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