System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

Chen Xuan's divine sense could normally cover a radius of a thousand miles when he spread it out, but now that he was in the middle of the Dead Sea, his divine sense seemed to be tightly suppressed by some mysterious force, and could only cover a radius of a hundred miles.

However, at this distance, Chen Xuan was able to clearly see the naked female corpse slowly floating towards him in the distance.

When Chen Xuan saw the female corpse clearly through his divine sense, he felt his throat instantly become extremely dry. Waves of intense desire and delusions surged through his mind like a raging tide, impossible to quell.

"What a powerful witch! Even though she has been dead for tens of thousands of years, the allure she naturally exudes can still make people's minds sway and lose their self-control. It's hard to imagine how terrifying she would be if she were still alive and actively activating her powers?"

Chen Xuan glanced at it briefly before trying to withdraw his divine sense. But just then, Chen Xuan let out a soft "Eh."

"what is that?"

Chen Xuan closed his eyes tightly, his divine sense scrutinizing the area between the eyebrows of the Holy Maiden of the Demon Palace with a sharp, razor-sharp edge.

A single drop of crimson liquid, seemingly alive, slowly emerged from the mark between his eyebrows.

"The aura of creation and life force? The essence blood of an ancient demon god?" Chen Xuan was shocked beyond words. "Although this is different from my innate creation elixir, the power of creation and life force contained within it are so clear and perceptible, and they are similar in nature."

"Could it be the divine and demonic essence she absorbed with all her might before falling into the sea of ​​blood? Is that why she suffered this calamity today?"

Chen Xuan stared intently at the witch's corpse-like, chaotic, dark eyes. Suddenly, he was startled. "There was a glimmer of light flashing in those eyes? Could she still be alive?"

Just as Chen Xuan was using his divine sense to examine the approaching witch's corpse from all angles, suddenly, the witch's originally empty and lifeless eyes looked towards Chen Xuan.

"puff!"

Chen Xuan suffered a severe backlash to his divine sense, and he felt a sweet taste in his throat, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, Chen Xuan's meridians were formed from the roots of the Azure Lotus, and his physical body was incredibly strong, comparable to that of a young god or demon. This allowed him to barely suppress the reversed blood pressure.

Chen Xuan instantly withdrew his divine sense, panting heavily, and looked in the direction from which the female corpse had drifted away with lingering fear.

"A dream of cultivating immortality for ten thousand years can be shattered by a single fall into the sea. If there is a reincarnation to cultivate, never tread this path again, lest you be ruined for life..."

Her ethereal voice was plaintive and deeply moving, exquisitely beautiful.

As the song drew closer, the thuds from the bottom of the boat grew more frequent, and the entire sunken wooden boat tilted violently, as if it might capsize at any moment.

"Everyone, you must keep your minds clear at all times! This demonic sound is getting stronger and stronger. If you are not careful, you will involuntarily jump into the sea." The old man with the jade gourd heard the demonic sound up close, and his eyes involuntarily fell into a state of unconsciousness. After shouting, he immediately took out a yellow talisman, activated it without hesitation, and stuck it tightly to his body.

This was the moment to test one's resources. The young masters and ladies of the great tribes, who were traveling in warships and carriages, followed suit and hurriedly took out their treasures and elixirs for guarding their minds.

Those men and women who came from independent cultivation backgrounds could only unite closely together, holding hands, and temporarily practice their combined formation.

Some people with weak foundations even took out magical weapons and repeatedly stabbed themselves in an attempt to resist the erosion of their souls by the demonic sound through pain.

"What should we do?" A young man dressed in fine clothes said with a sob in his voice as he watched the power of his protective treasure rapidly diminish.

"Faced with the ancient witch, our earth-grade protective treasures won't last long at all!"