The Yin Soul Sect, deep within the Spiritual Land.
Quasi-Tier Four Divination Master Yuan Tianxuan sat cross-legged with his eyes lightly shut. In the void around him, symbols, some bright and some dim, materialized.
Before him lay a grayish-white Turtle Shell.
On the Turtle Shell.
Spirit Patterns flickered and golden light shimmered, constantly shifting, faintly coalescing into the shape of a person.
But just then, his face paled, and he let out a stifled groan.
CRACK—
The Turtle Shell suddenly cracked. All the Spirit Patterns dissipated, and it went completely dark.
Yuan Tianxuan slowly opened his eyes. A trace of exhaustion flickered within them as he sighed.
'Still no good.'
He took out a few restorative Elixir Pills and a Life-Extending Treasure, swallowing them both.
As a Golden Core Master, his lifespan extended to five hundred years.
He was currently just over two hundred years old.
However, his temples were already gray.
