Chapter 643: Big Yin Sect

Yin corpses?

Jiang Fan suddenly stopped. Just hearing the name, he could tell it wasn't anything good.

He sniffed carefully. He really did detect a faint, eerie, chilly aura in the air. Once it entered his nostrils, he found he couldn't exhale it. Instead, it settled inside his body.

It even tried to infiltrate Jiang Fan's Golden Core. Jiang Fan felt a jolt. He circulated lightning within his body, dispersing the aura.

"What are yin corpses?"

"The aura they emit seems a bit strange."

It could actively attack a person's Golden Core? Moreover, looking at Hai Mei and Ling Shu, they also seemed to have noticed the anomaly within their bodies. Hai Mei was fine; she used her powerful demonic energy to force the yin aura out. Ling Shu, however, had more trouble. Her delicate brows furrowed, seemingly helpless against the yin aura.

At this moment, Jiang Fan gently placed his hand on her shoulder. A bolt of lightning entered her body, clearing away the yin aura. Ling Shu's brow smoothed, and she turned her head, gratefully saying, "Thank you, Brother."

Jiang Fan said, "Stay closer to me later."

"Okay, Brother," Ling Shu moved closer. After a slight hesitation, her small face flushed, and she pinched a corner of Jiang Fan's robe with two fingers.

After pondering for a moment, Reverend Liudao said: "Yin corpses are made by tempering bodies in special environments using secret techniques. A well-crafted yin corpse can retain eighty percent of its cultivation from its lifetime, and some even master the martial arts and talents they possessed before death."

Jiang Fan felt a slight chill. "Like the puppets Wu Manyue controlled earlier?"

Reverend Liudao replied, "No, not like that. Wu Manyue can directly control living people, fully retaining their strength. Those methods are incomparable to creating yin corpses."

That was true. Wu Manyue's puppetry methods seemed to have been discovered along with spatial artifacts. How could they be simple?

"If we have to compare, they're probably similar to the undead army of the Priest lineage. However, the conditions for creating yin corpses are much harsher. First, they require someone at or above the fifth level of Golden Core cultivation; second, the body must be freshly dead. It's not easy to create even one."

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes, staring into the dark depths below, and said, "You mean the yin corpses themselves are secondary. The master who refined them is the most dangerous one?"

Yin corpses don't act alone. Where they are found, their master must be nearby.

Reverend Liudao nodded slightly. "Precisely. Among the outer domains, the only sect that cultivates yin corpses is the Grand Yin Sect. Within the Grand Yin Sect, there are many branches, but the most vicious and most dreaded is the Yin Corpse branch. To create yin corpses, they've often committed heinous acts, such as capturing powerful cultivators and refining them into yin corpses while they're still alive. In battle, they can often summon an unknown number of yin corpses of varying strengths at will. If you don't know their true strength, you're very likely to be ambushed by a group. Most people wouldn't dare provoke them lightly."

Jiang Fan's expression was calm. They were people from an Outer Domain Divine Sect! With the appearance of the ancient giants, the already restless continent had become even more dangerous. First, there was White Horse Temple forcefully converting prodigies. Now, the Grand Yin Sect was forcibly using a continental secret realm.

But since they were already here, what reason was there to retreat? He stepped inside.

As they went deeper, the yin aura grew thicker. The yin aura accumulated more and more within Ling Shu's body, forcing her to seek Jiang Fan's help. Jiang Fan patted her shoulder, and a trace of lightning arc dissolved all the yin aura. However, the yin aura that followed only increased. How could she keep asking for help?

She gently bit her red lip. Her face flushed, and she reached out, linking her arm through Jiang Fan's. This way, Jiang Fan wouldn't need to stop frequently; he could just transfer the lightning arc directly into her body through their touching arms.

"Brother, Ling Shu is being impolite."

Jiang Fan felt a strange sensation and said, "It's fine, it's a temporary measure."

Hai Mei, walking in front, also gradually furrowed her brow. At first, she could still dispel the yin aura with her powerful demonic energy. But she couldn't withstand the later influx of yin aura, which came like blood-scenting leeches, overwhelming everything. She also found herself struggling. Just then, she saw Ling Shu boldly linking arms with Jiang Fan, seemingly repelling the yin aura with great ease.

She couldn't help but stop, and gathering her courage, she linked her arm through Jiang Fan's other arm. "Master, you don't mind one more, do you?"

Jiang Fan's mouth twitched slightly. To his left was a stunning demon queen. To his right was the gentle Ling Shu. If he said he was exploring a secret realm, no one would believe him, would they?

Jiang Fan glanced at each of their eyes. Then he activated the Silent Meditation. "I am now speaking to you using Silent Meditation. Don't panic."

The moment his voice appeared in their minds, it truly startled them. If Jiang Fan hadn't reminded them not to panic, they would have actually cried out.

"Brother, can you hear what I'm thinking?" Ling Shu's voice was the first to echo in Jiang Fan's mind.

Jiang Fan transmitted his thought: "Yes. From now on, neither of you should speak aloud, lest we alert the people inside."

He briefly explained the situation of the Yin Corpse Sect to them. Ling Shu was startled: "The Grand Yin Sect? An Outer Domain Divine Sect? Brother, if we go in now, won't we provoke them? Shouldn't we wait for them to leave before going in?"

Jiang Fan transmitted: "If it were any other Outer Domain Divine Sect, I'd turn and leave immediately. But the Grand Yin Sect, I'm not afraid of them."

As he thought this, two more bolts of lightning emerged, entering the two women's bodies and expelling the yin aura within them.

Ling Shu gently bit her red lip: "Alright. Let's see what they're doing then. This demon clan secret realm is one of our top treasures. But for an Outer Domain Divine Sect, it shouldn't be considered an exceptional blessed land. Why would they covet it?"

Jiang Fan was also curious. Outer Domain Divine Sects wouldn't bother with the continent's meager resources. Their plans must be significant, just like Reverend Qinghe and his disciple before.

Soon, enduring the incredibly thick yin aura, they reached the lowest level of the secret realm. This secret realm wasn't large; it was only equivalent to a single Demon Emperor's hall. The stone walls were covered with sword and blade marks, clearly artificially carved out. Complex inscriptions were carved around the walls, shimmering with a faint light. Traces of demonic energy and spiritual qi were released from the inscriptions with the flickering light. This was the ancient formation Ling Shu had mentioned. After a thousand years, generations of heroic rulers and emperors had fallen to dust, yet the formation was still operating.

In the center of the grand hall stood two young people. They were intently studying a purple stone embedded in the ground at the hall's center. The two people's conversation reached the ears of Jiang Fan and the other two.

"These barbarians are truly wasting a natural treasure," a young man's eyes gleamed with fervor. "For hundreds of years, they haven't even realized this is a sealing formation. They just treated it as a secret cultivation ground."

Beside him was a beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure, who scoffed: "They're not stupid. If what's sealed below were easy to get, it wouldn't have waited for us, Senior Brother."