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Jiang Shuiling said nervously and excitedly: "The place marked by the red circle is probably not simple. Maybe it is the key to enter the Holy Ruins!"

Jin Buke's face was solemn. His intuition told him that this canyon was not as simple as it seemed.

In the world of cultivation, the more beautiful things are, the greater the dangers hidden behind them. A place with such rich spiritual energy is likely to contain some extremely powerful existence.

Lin Fan clenched the sword in his hand and said firmly: "No matter what lies ahead, we must be cautious and take every step carefully."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and then walked into the canyon carefully. After entering the canyon, they found that the temperature inside suddenly dropped, and the air was filled with a chilly chill.

The light in the canyon was dim, as if even the sunlight could not penetrate the thick spiritual fog. All around was silent, with only the sound of their footsteps echoing in the canyon, which seemed particularly clear.

In this desolate and spiritually rich land, Lin Fan and his companions gradually became more alert. Although there was no obvious movement around them, the cold air in the air made them feel uneasy.

The spiritual energy became more and more dense, and the surrounding environment became more and more strange, as if every step was stepping into an unknown abyss.

"Everyone, be careful. There might be something strange in such a place with rich spiritual energy!" Jin Buke suddenly reminded, his tone full of vigilance and uneasiness.

As a cultivator with rich experience in the martial arts world, he is well aware that in such abnormal environments, there are often unpredictable dangers hidden.

This instantly alerted the others. Lin Fan, Zhong Ling'er, and Jiang Shuiling simultaneously raised their attention to the limit, with cautious glints in their eyes.

Zhong Ling'er said softly: "This place has such a dense spiritual energy, it is impossible that there are no cultivators occupying it. If there are no cultivators stationed here, it means that there may be extremely terrifying beasts here."

Jiang Shuiling's heart tightened slightly, and the excitement on her face gradually faded, replaced by a strong sense of vigilance.

She scanned her surroundings vigilantly, fearing that she would encounter unknown danger if she was not careful.

Lin Fan felt the cold air gradually increasing, and a sense of uneasiness arose in his heart.

He said in a deep voice: "Everyone be careful and keep an eye out! There may be a powerful being watching us in secret."

Following Lin Fan's reminder, everyone immediately gathered their spiritual energy in their bodies and vigilantly paid attention to the movements around them.

At this moment, an even colder breath suddenly came from the front. This breath seemed to penetrate their body's protective spiritual power and go straight to their bone marrow, making them feel a bone-chilling chill.

Jin Buke and Zhong Ling'er stopped at the same time and quickly circulated their spiritual power to resist the chill.

Jiang Shuiling's face also changed, and she immediately pushed the spiritual power in her body to the extreme, trying to resist this sudden cold.

However, this chill was extremely strange. Not only was it freezing cold, it also carried a heart-pounding pressure, as if it came from some extremely powerful existence.

When Lin Fan saw this, his eyes fixed and alarm bells rang in his heart.

He immediately drew out the Qiankun Axe and injected spiritual power into the axe. The axe made a clear sound and emitted a dazzling light.

He shouted loudly: "I don't know who you are, we have no intention of offending you, please show yourself!"

Lin Fan's voice echoed in the canyon, carrying with it a majesty that could not be ignored.

The cold air seemed to weaken slightly under the shock of his spiritual power.

However, what responded to him was dead silence, as if the cold air had risen from nothingness and there was no real enemy at all.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise coming from the shadow ahead, followed by a blurry figure appearing in the cold fog.

The figure seemed to be a monk, wearing a long robe, with a pale face and lifeless eyes, as if he was a ghost from the underworld.

Lin Fan stood on the top of the mountain where the cold wind was howling, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The air around seemed to be frozen, and it was extremely cold. The old man opposite - Han Jiang Guying - was the source of this coldness.

Han Jiang Guying is tall and thin, with frosty white hair and a deep cold light flashing in his eyes.

He held a long ice sword in his hand, the blade was so cold that it seemed as if it could freeze the surrounding air at any time.

"You kid, you're only at the peak of Qi training, how could you possibly block my icy attack!" Han Jiang Guying looked at Lin Fan, his eyes full of surprise and disdain.

He thought that his icy attack was enough to kill any cultivator at the peak of Qi training on the spot, but Lin Fan stood in front of him unscathed, which made him puzzled.

Lin Fan stood still, but secretly mocked in his heart: "What do you know, old man? I am at the 99th level of Qi training, and I have caused a thunder tribulation. My strength has long surpassed that of ordinary peak Jindan cultivators."

The 99th level of Qi training is almost unheard of in the world of cultivation.

Most people thought that the pinnacle of Qi training was only the ninth level, but Lin Fan was gifted and by chance he broke through this limit and entered the unprecedented 99th level of Qi training.

This realm has given him strength comparable to that of a peak Golden Core, and even slightly better in some aspects.

Seeing that Lin Fan didn't say anything, Hanjiang Guying thought that he was shocked by his icy attack and became even more proud.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of coldness and greed in his eyes, and said slowly: "I see that you are gifted. If you bow down to me, I can spare your life!"

Before he finished speaking, Han Jiang Guying's gaze had already turned to Jiang Shuiling and Zhong Ling'er behind Lin Fan.

These two women, one as cold as ice and snow, the other as bright as the morning light, each has their own unique charm.

A hint of greed flashed in Hanjiang Guying's eyes, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he had already regarded them as his own possession.

"These two girls are not bad, follow me and I will teach you the art of dual cultivation!" Han Jiang Guying's tone carried a hint of vulgarity and intimacy, as if he had already begun to imagine the scene where they would submit to him.

Zhong Ling'er and Jiang Shuiling's faces suddenly changed, and a trace of anger and disgust flashed in their eyes.

They are all self-respecting people. How could they have ever encountered such an insult in their daily life? Zhong Linger felt a chill in her heart and said coldly: "You old thief, you are so wishful thinking! Even if I die, I will never fall into your hands!"

Jiang Shuiling also stared at Han Jiang Guying angrily and said in a cold voice: "Despicable and shameless! You are just a crippled old thief, and you still dare to expect us to follow you?!"

Han Jiang Guying didn't take it seriously, instead he just started to chuckle to himself, his laughter carrying a strange chill that was creepy.

The laughter seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow, making people feel a chill.

Lin Fan's eyes turned slightly cold. He had already seen through Han Jiang Guying's true nature. Although this old man had strong cultivation base, he had a mean heart and sinister methods, and was not worth mentioning at all.