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Chapter 459: Fighting Spirit Yin Sha
Under Wei Lang's guidance, everyone flew on a flying boat, across the endless wilderness, over hundreds of thousands of mountains, and before them was a vast grassland.

Of course, it is impossible for the three of them to completely follow Wei Lang's instructions. After all, Bian Yingjie is also a person from the battlefield, and most of the time he is the one who makes the judgment.

"This place is located on the edge of the Dali Dynasty, a vast grassland. On the grassland, there is a nomadic empire, the Golden Wolf Dynasty. It is very powerful and often fights with the Dali Dynasty on the border, competing for land, population, and plundering resources.

"After crossing the Golden Wolf Dynasty on the prairie and crossing dozens of countries, we will reach the Black Wind Valley, where one of the Zhenhai Sect's heritage sites is located," Wei Lang explained.

"It's really secretive. The location you mentioned should be a no-man's land at the junction of three countries. I have passed by it before. I didn't expect that Zhenhai Sect would build this place into a place of inheritance. They are very cautious." Bian Yingjie exclaimed.

"After all, it's for the purpose of laying the foundation for the sect's comeback after its fall." Wei Lang sighed.

The two brothers Zhong Lin and Bian Yingjie acted as if they were dumb and left everything to Bian Yingjie without saying much.

"Hmm? There's such a strong murderous aura. Is there a war going on up ahead?"

Chi Zhonglin, who was bored on the flying boat, suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance with a frown.

Zhong Lin also raised his head at this time, but saw smoke rising into the sky on the distant plain, and countless blood, resentment, fierce spirit, and murderous aura filled the sky.

"fight?"

As the flying boat approached, Zhong Lin looked down from his high vantage point and saw countless secular armies engaged in fierce fighting at the border below.

It seems that the two groups are clearly divided. One group is mainly composed of cavalry and infantry, and is besieging the city.

"The attacking party should be the Golden Wolf Dynasty. The Dali Dynasty built countless strong passes on the border near the grassland to resist the cavalry from the grassland empire. The two countries are sworn enemies and wars often occur." Wei Lang explained.

Zhong Lin was also watching the battle below with great interest. It was truly extraordinary.

Looking down from the clouds, one could see that the border, which stretched for hundreds of miles, was filled with smoke and beacon fires. Piles of soldiers were as dense as ants, and arrows were shot out like locusts. Countless people fell, and countless soldiers continued to advance.

There were at least hundreds of thousands of people fighting on both sides of this battle, and a large number of people were dying every moment.

Among them, there are some who have practiced their skills to a very high level and have reached the Lingyuan realm. They can fly in the air and lead troops, charging back and forth. The most important thing is that their blood and energy are extremely strong, and their essence is like a wolf smoke, rising into the sky.

Watching the battle, Zhong Lin's mind trembled a little, especially the desperate spirit of hundreds of thousands of people. At the last moment of life and death, it was like burning their own blood. The blood of millions of people was connected as one. Even though he had already cultivated to the Yin Sha realm, he felt a sense of wavering.

"Scared?"

Chi Zhonglin stepped forward and held Zhong Lin's shoulder, saying with a smile, "It's just a battle. The wars between hundreds of nations that we see every ten years in our Heavenly Sword Holy Land are even more brutal than this."

"A Hundred Nations War?"

"That's right. Otherwise, do you think that all the hundreds of thousands of outer sect disciples were recommended like you? They fought their way here, sword by sword. I still can't forget that scene."

Zhong Lin fell silent for a moment, suddenly feeling quite lucky. He had wanted to become a disciple, but unexpectedly, he met Yu Shu in the secret realm. Not only did he come into contact with the second-grade Xuandan in the secret realm, but he was also recommended by Emperor Yu to become a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land. Otherwise, he would have to participate in the Hundred Nations War that Second Senior Brother had mentioned, fighting his way out of the crowd with swords and spears.

"Someone?"

Suddenly, Zhong Lin's eyes focused and he saw several figures hiding in the clouds in the distance, acting stealthily.

"Don't worry about them. These are warriors who want to wait here for the war to end and collect Yin Sha."

Bian Yingjie waved his hand, indicating that Zhong Lin didn't need to worry about it.

Zhong Lin was stunned for a moment, but soon he couldn't react. At the same time, a kind of evil spirit called "War Spirit" came to his mind.

Yin Sha is formed by the dark power between heaven and earth, and the mortal battlefield is even more so because of the deaths of a large number of soldiers, which have gathered countless resentments, anger, and fighting spirit.

When on the verge of death, the emotions of pain and despair, as well as the extreme murderous aura of the human battlefield, can easily give rise to the "War Soul Yin Sha".

This kind of evil spirit is ranked sixth grade, which is already a medium-grade Yin evil spirit, and it is relatively easy to collect. Therefore, many warriors with perfect Xuan Dan often rush to the battlefield.

Some of them even personally took action, using conspiracy and trickery to stir up disputes between the two countries in order to collect the war spirits and evil spirits.

"Hmph! Although the War Soul Yin Sha can be collected in large quantities compared to other Yin Sha, it is not so easy to devour and refine. This kind of Yin Sha gathers tragic murderous aura, as well as the excitement, excitement, despair, pain and other emotions of countless people. If you are not careful when refining it, your soul will be shocked by the thoughts in it. In the mildest case, you will suffer from mental disorder and death from insanity. In the worst case, the balance of the operation of the Xuan Dan will be destroyed, the spiritual essence will riot, and the body will explode and die." Chi Zhonglin sneered.

"What a sneer! You don't know how expensive food and daily necessities are until you manage the household. Do you think everyone has a good sect like you and a good master to protect them? Yin Sha will come to you without you even having to look for it. Even if the Battle Soul Yin Sha is dangerous, it's only a mid-grade Yin Sha. How many warriors would risk inviting the Battle Soul Yin Sha into their bodies just to increase their potential and make their future further? Even if they die, it's better than not making any progress at all."

Bian Yingjie seemed to have thought of something bad and said hatefully to Chi Zhonglin.

Chi Zhonglin also curled his lips, rarely unwilling to argue with him.

The flying boat did not stop for long and continued to fly forward, pulling a long wavy line through the dense clouds.

Watching the flying boat leave, the warriors hiding in the crowd breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

Although they were only watching from afar, they could still feel that there was a powerful person on the flying boat that made them tremble with fear. Although they didn't know why the powerful person would come here, if the flying boat didn't leave, they would leave, even if it meant they would have no chance to see the fighting spirit Yin Sha that was taking shape.

A few days later, as the flying boat passed through many countries, the sky and the earth gradually became colder and colder, and the vegetation became scarcer and scarcer. Everywhere you looked, there was only icebergs and snow, or some towering snow-capped mountains.

"The Black Wind Valley is ahead. The valley is covered by ice and is not suitable for travel. There is only one way to enter the valley." Wei Lang said.

"Guide the way."

Under Wei Lang's guidance, the speed of the flying boat slowly decreased, but it continued to wind its way through these black mountains and glaciers.

(End of this chapter)