Chapter 2391: Grand Conspiracy

Chapter 2391: Grand Conspiracy



The three cultivators surrounding the young man immediately reacted. Without further thought, they activated their movement techniques and fled with all their might.

The young man came back to his senses and said, "Thank you for saving my life, Senior. My name is Sun He, and this is my first time here."

Yun Lintian nodded gently and said, "It was just a coincidence."

He turned to leave.

"Hold on, Senior!" Sun He said hurriedly. "I don't know if we will meet again. This is what I found here and the reason they wanted to kill me. Please take it."

In his hand was a human-head-sized Spirit Bead, emitting strong energy.

Yun Lintian was slightly surprised. Spirit Beads certainly came in different shapes and sizes, but this was the first time he had seen one so large.

He waved his hand and pulled it over. "I will take it then... But where did you find it?"

Sun He was relieved and answered truthfully. "When I entered, I was teleported to a location near the Central Region. This Spirit Bead flew out of the sandstorm surrounding it. I've been escaping these people all the way here."

"Oh?" Yun Lintian nodded slowly. He planned to visit the Central Region once he found Nantian Fengyu and Linlin.

Sun He hesitated briefly and said, "Please be careful, Senior. The sandstorm there is not something anyone can deal with. I heard that even a True God couldn't handle it. Everyone has to wait for the right time."

"Thanks for the information," Yun Lintian said, tossing a few small Spirit Beads toward Sun He. "Use these to replenish your energy."

Sun He wasn't polite and began absorbing them immediately.

As Yun Lintian watched, he suddenly noticed that Sun He couldn't absorb the energy from the Spirit Beads efficiently. A large portion was wasted. It seemed that here, strength affected the absorption process.

Decayed beasts, their once mighty forms reduced to crumbling husks, and the skeletal remains of cultivators, their bones bleached white by the relentless passage of time.

And within each of these remains, nestled amongst the decay, were tiny, nascent Spirit Beads. His conjecture was proving true. This battlefield, this place of seemingly boundless energy, was a trap, a cruel mockery of cultivation. The energy here, so readily absorbed, was not a boon, but a slow-acting poison. It infiltrated the body, subtly altering its very structure, crystallizing it, turning flesh and bone into... Spirit Beads.

Yun Lintian's heart clenched at the thought. Every cultivator who came here, lured by the promise of abundant energy, was unknowingly walking towards their own demise. They were being farmed, their very beings transformed into these concentrated sources of power. But who? Who was behind this horrifying scheme? And for what purpose?

Yun Lintian unknowingly reached the Southern Region. Along the way, he met various cultivators, and most of them possessed a small portion of Spirit Bead energy within their bodies. Those who were stronger could resist and slow down the crystallization process, but the weaker ones would eventually transform into Spirit Beads.

Yun Lintian solemnly regarded the enormous Spirit Bead he had just received from Sun He, now stored within his interspatial ring. Without a doubt, the owner of this Spirit Bead must have been at least a High God, or even stronger.

"Central Region... What's hiding in there?" he muttered to himself.

Yun Lintian, no longer caring about anything, sped up his search for Nantian Fengyu and Linlin.

Several thousand kilometers away from Yun Lintian's position, Linlin, in her human form, was surrounded by ten God Ascension Realm cultivators. These people had been chasing her relentlessly since she arrived.

Unlike Yun Lintian and Nantian Fengyu, Linlin had been teleported directly into the South Region Army's camp. Her arrival was like sending a lamb into a lion's den. A divine beast, the legendary White Tiger God, had unexpectedly appeared there.

Linlin's appearance was somewhat disheveled. She hadn't had time to recover, constantly escaping her pursuers since breaking out of the camp. Her current situation was far from

optimistic.

"Little girl, you better surrender to us," a white-haired old man said calmly. His entire body exuded a strong stench of blood. "We promise that we won't harm you. All you need to do is feed us your blood every week."

Linlin snarled at the encircling cultivators. Her eyes blazed with the cold fury of a cornered

tiger.

"Over my dead body," she spat, her voice crackling with the power of the Law of Lightning.