The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

East China Sea.

Octopus Island.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty and fishy smell, blew across everyone's clothes, making the slightly thin figures of Wei Yiru and Zuo Nenyi stand out particularly clearly.

As the only two Jindan cultivators in the team, their cultivation is like the stars at the end of the team, and they can never catch up with the light of the Lianxu and Fusion cultivators.

From the first moment they stepped into the East China Sea teleportation array, Wei Yiru and Zuo Nenyi tried their best to keep up with their teammates.

In the Stone Forest Bagua Formation, teammates could only defend a formation center with their own strength, but the two of them had to work together to barely stabilize the formation center, and the circulation of spiritual power would occasionally stagnate;

Even though they desperately output spiritual power when assisting in resisting the three ultimate tribulation thunders, they were still very weak...

"You're holding me back again." Zuo Nenyi looked down at the burn on his palm that was so deep that the bone was visible. The pain from the backlash of the restriction spread along his meridians to his dantian, making him frown.

When they discovered the ancient cave just now, he and Wei Yiru worked together to break the restriction. However, just as he used his spiritual power to resist the impact of the restriction, the spiritual power in his body was lost like a flood. If Zuo Nenyi had not swung out his short blade in time to cut off the thunder extending from the restriction, he would probably have been seriously injured by the power of the restriction.

Wei Yiru tightly grasped the short blade at his waist that had been with him for many years, as if it was his last straw. The blade flashed with cold light, reflecting the deep unwillingness in his eyes.

The short blades in their hands were exactly the same, like a pair of twin brothers.

To be precise, this is the entry-level standard configuration of the Su family base: each person has a spiritual sword and a short blade, like two sharp fangs, demonstrating the majesty and strength of the Su family.

The spiritual sword is a third-grade spiritual sword.

The short blade is forged from thousand-year-old black iron and can cut hair with a single blow.

From the moment he was diagnosed with dual spiritual roots at the age of fifteen, he had been practicing day and night like a tireless old ox.

Every day at the hour of Yin, before daybreak, he would sit in meditation in the courtyard like a steadfast rock, breathing in and out, greedily absorbing the spiritual energy in the morning dew.

Late at night, when most of the base members had fallen asleep, he was like a bright light, diligently studying the books of magic in the room. His fingertips were covered with thick calluses from repeatedly tracing runes, as if telling of his hard work and persistence.

However, despite his diligence, his progress in cultivation was as slow as a snail, half the speed of a cultivator of the same level with a single spiritual root.

The classics recorded in the Su family's library were like an insurmountable mountain, ruthlessly extinguishing the fire of hope in his heart.

A cultivator with dual spiritual roots has insufficient innate comprehension. If the purity of their spiritual roots is less than 80%, they are like a bird imprisoned in a cage. It is extremely difficult to break through to the coveted realm of refining emptiness.

The purity of his and Zuo Nenyi's spiritual roots is less than 80%, only 73% and 75% respectively.

Zuo Nenyi was particularly impressed by this record.

He was obsessed with alchemy and dreamed of becoming a master of alchemy one day. However, the mixed spiritual power brought by his dual spiritual roots made it impossible for him to accurately control the temperature.

Three months ago, he spent a lot of effort to collect the materials for refining the "Qi Gathering Pill" and stayed in the alchemy room for three days and three nights.

Just as the pill was about to take shape, the furnace exploded due to the out-of-control fluctuation of spiritual power.

The scalding elixir splashed onto his left arm, leaving a hideous scar. The scar was not only engraved on his skin, but also became an indelible mark in his heart.

"Perhaps, we shouldn't give up." Wei Yiru suddenly spoke, his eyes looking at the ancient cave in front of him.

He had seen records in ancient books that the forbidden areas of ancient caves often hid heaven-defying opportunities, but the forbidden areas were full of illusions and killing arrays, and countless cultivators had never come out after entering.

At this moment, the other members of the team are searching for resources in other areas of Octopus Island, and there are only the two of them here.

Zuo Nenyi followed Wei Yiru's gaze and saw that the restriction had been broken. Rugged rocks could be vaguely seen in the rolling black fog, and a heart-pounding aura emanated from the black fog.

go with?

Still not going?

If you go, you may die in the forbidden area;

If they don't go, they will probably remain in the Spirit Transformation Realm forever and will always be a burden to their teammates.

"Go!" Zuo Nenyi suddenly clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with light. "Rather than being trapped in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, it's better to fight with all your might!"

When Wei Yiru heard this, the hesitation in his eyes disappeared instantly. The two looked at each other, tacitly summoned their own magic weapons, and resolutely stepped into the forbidden area shrouded in black fog.

After passing through the narrow and dark corridor, the scene in front of me suddenly became open - a hidden valley appeared in front of me, and the rock walls on both sides of the valley were engraved with ancient runes. The runes flickered with faint light, making the valley flicker.

On the left hand side, a huge rock about ten feet high stands tall. On the stone surface, three large characters "Wanwangyuan" are written in flowing strokes, with the majesty of an ancient monk, making people dare not look directly at it.

Directly ahead, a thick black fog like ink filled the center of the valley. From time to time, strange roars could be heard from the fog, as if countless monsters were lurking in it.

Without any hesitation, the two stepped into the black fog side by side.

As soon as you enter, the surrounding scene changes like a kaleidoscope of movement - the dark environment instantly turns into a prosperous and bustling city, with shops lining both sides of the street, hawking sounds and laughter coming one after another, pedestrians jostling each other, a bustling scene.

"This is..." Wei Yiru was about to walk towards the street stall, but was stopped by Zuo Nenyi.

"Don't be impulsive!" Zuo Nenyi's voice was a little hurried. "Look carefully at the faces of those people!"

Wei Yiru looked closely and saw that the faces of the people walking on the street were constantly distorting. They were strangers one second, and turned into Captain Su Mingxian the next, and then turned into the faces of their deceased relatives and friends.

What's even more bizarre is that these people have no life in their eyes, their movements are as stiff as puppets, and there are strange smiles on the corners of their mouths.

Wei Yiru's heart trembled, and he immediately mobilized the spiritual power in his body, wanting to use magic to break the illusion.

However, as soon as the spiritual power left the body, it was swallowed up by an invisible force. The illusion not only did not dissipate, but became clearer.

The shops on both sides of the street suddenly disappeared, replaced by dense tombstones.

The names engraved on the tombstone were actually his and Zuo Nenyi's. Several illusory figures floated out from behind the tombstone and pounced towards them, emitting a cold aura.

"This won't do." Zuo Nenyi's face turned pale. He could feel that the power of the laws contained in the illusion was far beyond the control of a Divine Transformation cultivator. With the strength of just the two of them, they couldn't break it by force.

The two could only retreat and block at the same time. Wei Yiru swung out his short blade to cut off the illusory figure that was rushing towards him, while Zuo Nenyi summoned the alchemy furnace to resist the erosion of the cold aura. But if they continued like this, their spiritual power would be exhausted sooner or later.

Just when Wei Yiru's spiritual power was about to run out and an illusory figure was about to pounce in front of him, he suddenly felt a warm sensation between his eyebrows.

He subconsciously reached out to touch it, and his fingertips touched an ancient talisman - this was something he picked up in a dilapidated temple when he was a child. The talisman was hard in texture and had vague patterns engraved on it. He had been wearing it for many years and it had never moved.

But at this moment, the talisman suddenly emitted a faint golden light, which penetrated into his body along his eyebrows, and his originally chaotic consciousness instantly became clear.

The prosperous city and the gloomy tombstones disappeared, replaced by a rock wall covered with spikes, and the illusory figures that rushed towards them turned into black vines attached to the rock wall.

The vines were covered with tiny barbs, which continuously secreted dark green venom. The venom dripped onto the ground, making a "sizzling" sound and corroding small holes in the rocks.

"Is this...the Heavenly Eye Talisman?"

Wei Yiru looked at the talisman in his hand in shock. The originally blurred lines on the talisman became clear, and three ancient seal characters were engraved on it.

With the activation of the talisman, his vision changed dramatically - the previously invisible restriction nodes were now visible to him. There was a black node hidden at the root of the black vine, which was the vine's weakness.

"Zuo Nenyi, attack the black node at the root of the vine!" Wei Yiru shouted, and at the same time, he circulated his spiritual power and injected it into the Sky Eye Talisman. The light of the talisman became more dazzling, and a golden gaze shot out from his eyes, piercing the weak point of the vine.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Nenyi immediately gathered the remaining spiritual power in his body. A ball of green flame leaped out from his fingertips, and the flame turned into a rocket in the air, accurately hitting the root of the vine.

The black vines let out a sharp hissing sound, and the black nodes at the roots shattered instantly. The vines lost their strength and quickly withered and turned black, turning into a pool of ashes.

The two took the opportunity to advance forward. Along the way, Wei Yirui relied on the Sky Eye Talisman to see through countless illusions and restrictions. Some illusions transformed into the scenes they most desired in their hearts, trying to lure them into indulging in them.

Some restrictions are hidden in the rock walls, and if you are not careful, they will trigger the killing array.

But under the illumination of the Heavenly Eye Talisman, these traps seemed to be useless, and the two of them passed through the black fog area unhindered.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a spacious cave appeared in front of us.

In the air in the center of the cave, an ancient book emitting a strong elixir fragrance was suspended. The cover of the ancient book was dark red, embroidered with golden flame patterns, and surrounded by a faint flame halo. From time to time, golden words flashed in the halo.

Zuo Nenyi's breathing suddenly became rapid. He could feel the mysteries of alchemy contained in the ancient books. That was exactly what he had been dreaming of.

He had been obsessed with alchemy for many years, but he had never been able to break through the bottleneck due to his insufficient spiritual roots. The aura emitted by this ancient book gave him a strong premonition - as long as he got this ancient book, his path to alchemy would turn around.

"It's the Alchemy Classic!" Zuo Nenyi took a step forward excitedly, but suddenly stopped.

His eyes fell on the ground of the cave, and he saw that the ground was covered with fine flame patterns, with red spiritual power flowing in the patterns. Once the patterns were touched, it would probably cause a raging fire and burn the entire cave.

Wei Yiru immediately activated the Sky Eye Talisman and carefully observed the direction of the flame patterns.

After a moment, he said, "These patterns are arranged according to the layout of the 'Separation Fire Formation.' The Separation Fire Formation uses fire as its guide and is extremely lethal, but there's a flaw at the center of the formation. As long as you avoid the red node in the center and follow the gaps in the patterns, you can pass safely."

Under Wei Yiru's guidance, Zuo Nenyi carefully shuttled between the flame patterns.

He took every step extremely cautiously, with his toes precisely placing the gaps between the lines, not daring to deviate even a little.

The spiritual power flowing in the flame patterns exuded a scorching breath, making his robes slightly hot, but he did not dare to be distracted at all. His eyes were only on the "Alchemy Classic" floating in the air.

Finally, Zuo Nenyi walked to the center of the cave. He stretched out his hand, and the moment his fingertips touched the "Alchemy Classic", the ancient book suddenly burst into a dazzling red light.

The red light surged into his body like a tide, and he felt a burning sensation in his dantian, as if a flame was burning there. The originally stagnant spiritual power instantly became active, running rapidly in his meridians.

At the same time, there was a rustling sound coming from the corner of the cave.

Zuo Nenyi looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little red fox walking out from the shadows.

The little fox is only the size of a palm, its fur is as fluffy as flames, and its eyes are like two crystal clear rubies, sparkling with lively light.

When it looked at Zuo Nenyi, its eyes were full of intimacy, without any fear at all.