Rise to God with Life Skill Professions-Chapter 450 - 340: Entering the Ruins Again

As soon as these words were spoken, the cave residence fell silent, becoming so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Both Situ Shen and the Architect focused their gazes on the map mentioned by the black-robed Pseudo-God.

The map depicted the details of the ancient battlefield ruins, complete with mountains, water, grass, and trees.

It could be said that all the details of the ancient battlefield ruins were here, clearer than anywhere else.

Situ Shen focused on the mark pointed out by the black-robed Pseudo-God, slightly furrowing his brows, and asked, "What’s so different about this place?"

This place is called Yin Wind Canyon, a wasteland within the ancient battlefield ruins.

A wasteland means there’s no treasure here, and nothing worth contending for.

Additionally, the place is constantly swept by Yin Wind, which can penetrate flesh and bones. Even a master of the Unity Realm can’t stay long, or else their entire body would be corroded and their flesh and blood would disintegrate.

The Architect also noticed this place, showing the same frown, and asked, "While the Yin Wind is ever-present, it poses no threat to a master of the Perfection Realm in Unity Realm. Ambushing Qin An here might not work."

Under usual circumstances, they thought killing an expert of Great Success in Unity Realm would be very easy, no matter the place.

But Qin An is peculiar.

He possesses fighting power that far surpasses his realm, and he has built incomparable foundations.

Thus, even Situ Shen and the Architect now have to act cautiously if they want to kill Qin An.

Otherwise, if Qin An escapes or turns the tables, it will be troublesome for them.

The black-robed Pseudo-God slowly said, "Although this place is worthless and deemed a wasteland by others, in my eyes, it is a land of treasures."

"The pervasive Yin Wind throughout the canyon can first cause trouble for Qin An. Even if he is in the Perfection Realm of Unity Realm, it will be difficult for him to resist this wind. That’s the first point."

Situ Shen and the Architect exchanged glances, nodding in agreement that this was indeed a benefit.

However, both were puzzled; if the Yin Wind could trouble Qin An, it could trouble them too.

This means it would be even ground.

Taking down Qin An wouldn’t be easy.

The black-robed Pseudo-God smiled slightly, "I know what you two are thinking, rest assured. I control half of the ancient battlefield ruins, allowing me to ensure the Yin Wind won’t harm you."

Situ Shen asked, "Even so, it would only create a nuisance for Qin An. Without a surefire way to kill him, it would still be futile."

"Even if the Architect and I joined forces to wait for Qin An to arrive at this place, we couldn’t guarantee victory."

As he said this, Situ Shen felt an internal sigh.

The one he used to look down upon has now become an equal adversary.

Even considering killing him, caution is necessary.

It’s like a dream come true.

If you told someone outside about this, they’d think it a joke.

But now, this joke has become a reality.

While lamenting, he also felt a twinge of regret.

Had he heeded Tang Zizhen’s advice and integrated Qin An into their fold, perhaps there wouldn’t be so many troubles now.

The Architect pondered, "Since you intend to take action here, you must have confidence in certain victory."

The black-robed Pseudo-God nodded slightly, "You’re right. I have my reasons for choosing this spot. The Yin Wind can indeed be only a nuisance to him, but what if it increases tenfold?"

Upon hearing this, both Situ Shen and the Architect looked shocked.

Situ Shen thought for a moment, then said slowly, "If its strength increased tenfold, even I could only endure half an hour inside. Beyond that, I’d suffer greatly from the Yin Wind, and likely end up dead."

The Architect showed a serious expression, "Indeed, once the Yin Wind increases tenfold, even a master of the Perfection Realm in Unity Realm couldn’t resist. But if we could evade its troubles, we might not kill Qin An, but trapping him for half an hour would cause him to succumb to the Yin Wind, turning into a blood mist."

The black-robed Pseudo-God nodded, "No, to be precise, it won’t be just the two of you killing Qin An, there will be three of you."

"Three?"

The two displayed puzzled expressions, unsure who the third was.

The black-robed Pseudo-God’s eyes flashed with murderous intent, "The Yin Wind within the canyon, once brewed limitlessly by me, has already taken the form of a Pseudo-God. It’s because of this form that the Yin Wind can be strengthened tenfold. It is also a master of the Perfection Realm from Unity Realm. With the three of you, plus the unique conditions of Yin Wind Canyon, killing Qin An will be effortless."

With that, the black-robed Pseudo-God fell silent.

He felt he’d said everything necessary, and now it was up to the two of them to act.

Situ Shen’s eyes glimmered, after long contemplation, he nodded, "Fine, I’ll handle this."

The Architect noticed that Situ Shen agreed. He knew if he didn’t, he’d lose the black-robed Pseudo-God’s trust here.

He still relied on the black-robed Pseudo-God to help him leave Xunyang Prefecture and avenge the Vermilion Bird Race, also nodding in agreement.

"Since the lord and Brother Situ have agreed, I naturally won’t disagree. Let it be settled this way, Qin An’s death is certain."

After the three conversed for a while, the heavy atmosphere gradually became more relaxed.

All three of them believed this operation would certainly erase Qin An in Yin Wind Canyon.

The cave residence fell silent once more, as though nothing had ever happened.

...

At this moment, amongst the ancient battlefield ruins, a figure was strolling.

All around were barren, scorched lands, and looking out, there was empty space with no other soul in sight.

Qin An surveyed the area and shook his head slightly, "It seems the black-robed Pseudo-God became cautious after suffering a loss last time. Even with me on his turf, he hasn’t troubled me. This works for me, saving time and not having to hunt those Pseudo-Gods."

This time, Qin An once more entered the ancient battlefield ruins.

With his status as a Mountain Patrol Golden General, entry was a breeze.

Once inside, he immediately headed towards the plains where Long Tianxing was.

There was no danger along the way, and even when sensing Pseudo-God presence, these Pseudo-Gods promptly retreated, seemingly intentionally avoiding him.

Qin An knew very well that this must have been an order given by the black robe pseudo-god.

After all, the last time the black robe pseudo-god suffered a significant loss here, possibly affecting his core, he likely intends to lie low now, waiting for the final confrontation.

With no danger around, Qin An wouldn’t go looking for trouble.

His primary task now is to find Long Tianxing, give the Soul Revival Golden Pill to Long Tianxing, and let the woman in the ice coffin take it, ensuring a safe exit from Xunyang Prefecture.

Therefore, Qin An quickened his pace, utilizing the Eight Extremes Dragon Roar Shadow Step, moving like a phantom, each flash covering an extensive distance.

After another long sprint, Qin An finally arrived at the desolate grassland.

The grassland looked normal, as usual.

Except for the yellow grass exuding a sense of dread, it seemed like an ordinary grassland.

Qin An understood clearly that beneath the grassland, in the underground river, a true dragon was hidden.

Qin An paused slightly and shouted, "Dragon elder, I have brought the Soul Revival Golden Pill, please open the gate quickly, I need to complete our previous transaction."

With these words, the previously calm grassland started to shake slightly.

Soon, Long Tianxing’s leisurely voice was heard.

"In such a short time, you’ve already refined the Soul Revival Golden Pill?"

Qin An did not answer, but everything was clear without words.

Long Tianxing knew Qin An’s character well, also aware that Qin An would never do or agree to something unless he was confident of the outcome.

Hence, now that Qin An claimed to have refined the Soul Revival Golden Pill, it certainly was true.

Thinking of this, Long Tianxing, standing in the underground river, felt a stir within his heart.

Soon, the grassland above began to shake violently.

Within just a few breaths, the familiar passage reappeared.

Qin An did not linger, proceeding straight through the passage.

...

Heading downward, the surroundings were pitch-black, but to Qin An, they felt like nothing.

After walking for approximately the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Qin An familiarly arrived at the underground river.

Treading on the tranquil river, Qin An looked at the coffin beside Long Tianxing and asked.

"Should the pill be directly consumed?"

Long Tianxing nodded, "That’s right, just consume it directly, as for this ice coffin... I will open it for you."

With these words, Long Tianxing waved his sleeve, and the ice coffin suddenly stood up, opening from the side and falling into the underground river, splashing water.

A chilling aura emanated from within the ice coffin, even experts in the Inner God Realm approaching the coffin would instantly turn into ice sculptures.

Fortunately, Qin An had reached the Great Success of Unity Realm, and this chill felt as weak as an ant to him.

Qin An slowly traversed the underground river, arriving beside the coffin, examining the red-clad woman within it.

Though the woman was dressed entirely in red, she was not flaunting, but rather had an ethereal charm.

And at the center of her brow, there was a five-claw mark, resembling a dragon’s claw.

The woman’s appearance was extraordinarily captivating; if one wasn’t cautious, they would be irresistibly drawn to her exquisite features.

Fortunately, Qin An had immense determination, solely focused on enhancing his power, rendering her unparalleled beauty insignificant to him.

After a brief contemplation, Qin An raised his hand and pinched the woman’s fair chin.

The feeling was smooth; even the finest silk couldn’t compare to the texture of this chin.

After the chin opened, the woman’s red lips parted slightly.

Qin An took out a pill from the porcelain bottle and fed it into her crimson mouth.

The Soul Revival Golden Pill dissolved upon entry. As it began to exert its effects, a terrifying Evil Qi emanated from the woman.

The Evil Qi swept through the entire canyon like a fierce wind.

Qin An stepped back two paces, employing the Nine-Colored True Essence to fend off the Evil Qi’s assault and squinting his eyes.

"Void Shattering Realm."

He could feel that this woman was a master of the Void Shattering Realm, and at this moment, after consuming the Soul Revival Golden Pill, the missing part of her soul was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the newly grown soul appeared somewhat frail compared to the original soul, it just required time for quiet recovery to integrate with the original soul and heal the wounds on the soul.

Witnessing this scene, Long Tianxing displayed a look of excitement.

However, he did not approach, seemingly wanting to maintain a certain distance from the woman.

Moments later, the woman’s soul wounds completely healed.

Though still somewhat weak, she was no longer in serious trouble.

Just then, the woman lying in the ice coffin slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were as beautiful as amber, exuding a clear, ethereal aura.

Qin An squinted his eyes, retracting his right hand, speaking softly, "Turns out you’re also a true dragon."

With these words, the woman sat up straight from the coffin, her jade-like white hands gripping the edge of the coffin.

She looked around, displaying a perplexed expression.

Soon, her gaze fell on Long Tianxing, showing a hint of doubt.

"Why am I here?"

After Long Tianxing narrated briefly, the woman then revealed a look of realization, her eyes gradually turning somber.

At this time, Long Tianxing suddenly said, "Third Princess, he was willing to risk offending the Dragon Palace all to severely harm you; failing to avenge this will surely bring disgrace to the Dragon Palace!"