Fantasy: I Have a Max-Level Immortal Emperor Account

Chapter 145 The Wanderer of the Cemetery, a Body with Remaining Divine Consciousness!

In the pitch-black jungle, a gentle breeze blew by, spreading a thin layer of yellow mist that was ethereal and elusive, making it impossible to discern its origin.

Located on the outskirts of the jungle, beside a giant rock, Lin Xuan stayed in the space-time rift, staring intently at the silhouette of a figure gradually emerging from the yellow mist with a slightly solemn expression.

Bang bang bang!

The enormous figure, towering two zhang tall, landed with a heavy, muffled thud, as if a giant hammer had struck.

Lin Xuan, who was inside the spatial crevice, suppressed his aura to the lowest level to prevent the guy who came out from discovering him.

After a while.

The burly figure stepped out, revealing his entire appearance to Lin Xuan.

Within sight.

This burly man had white skin all over his body. Like the Star Wolf Clan's powerful figure, his chest had been ripped open, and through the gruesome blood hole, countless exposed blood vessels could be seen, a truly shocking sight.

On its forehead, which resembles a python's head, a spiral horn has grown out, and its eyes are empty and lifeless.

"The White Dragon Clan!"

A type of dragon-human race, whose extraordinary abilities far surpass those of the celestial dragon race.

Lin Xuan confirmed again and again that the White Dragon Clan member was dead.

What allows him to move like this seems to be the wisp of his remaining consciousness that slowly wanders around, devouring energy particles from all directions, preventing his physical body from turning into dust and sand like that of the Celestial Dragon Clan member.

Currently, this White Dragon Clan expert only has some energy particles to sustain him, and his total energy is less than that of a Foundation Establishment Realm expert, so there is absolutely no need to be wary of him.

Lin Xuan did not provoke the wandering remains of the White Dragon Clan, but continued to use his weak spatial and temporal power to venture deeper into the jungle.

Next.

Lin Xuan encountered many races within the Immortal Realm of Longevity that had suddenly perished since ancient times, each of whom was no weaker than the powerful Dragon-Human race.

Among the war-making artifacts, there are the mechanical race, metallic life forms with unparalleled talent.

The Divine Machine Clan, capable of devouring the power of the world and possessing an infinite lifespan.

……

A jungle claimed the lives of no fewer than several hundred powerful beings from the star realm.

Moreover, most of them were killed with a single blow, and several powerful figures even died together. Lin Xuan became more and more alarmed as he walked.

This reminded him of the ancient catastrophe setting in the game from his previous life.

Perhaps it was because an extremely aggressive powerhouse had come from outside the Immortal Realm of Immortality. Although all the powerhouses in the Immortal Realm of Immortality came to stop this person, they all perished here.

In the vast and boundless jungle.

Lin Xuan wandered to a large open space.

In the center of the open space, a three-foot-long magic sword was stuck diagonally, and at the hilt, a severed arm was holding the magic sword.

The severed arm was cleanly cut off.

This is the first person to die from a cause other than having their heart ripped out.

Lin Xuan thought of the powerful severed arm that Xiao Zhu had mentioned before, the severed arm that had killed their entire clan, and he felt a sense of apprehension towards the severed arm in the open space.

Lin Xuan cautiously wandered around, examining the severed arm. Although he was sure he was holding a secret treasure, he was determined to avoid the consequences if there was any remaining consciousness within the severed arm and it was activated.

Who knows if this severed arm can use spacetime-related innate spells? If it can, his sense of crisis will be much greater.

After careful consideration, Lin Xuan continued forward.

"Have it!"

After wandering for a thousand feet, there was a jade bottle with a yellowish hue on the grass beside him.

Lin Xuan carefully used his tentacles to curl up the yellowish jade bottle, and without even looking at it, he put it away and continued to wander and search.

Lin Xuan's body as a space-time sandworm was barely formed with the help of a trace of precious ancestral dragon blood essence. Every second he spent maintaining this body was a frantic drain on the power of the ancestral dragon blood essence.

Lin Xuan could sense that if he didn't leave this underground space within half an hour, he would be exposed here.

So after exploring for a while, he began to change his strategy. The deaths of so many powerful figures in this place had nothing to do with him. Only the magical treasures left behind by these powerful figures were the most precious things to him.

A quarter of an hour later.

Lin Xuan searched the entire area within a radius of ten thousand feet. Although this area was just a drop in the ocean compared to the vast jungle, time was of the essence.

Just as Lin Xuan was about to turn back.

Suddenly, he saw a pale gray longbow in his line of sight. One corner of the longbow seemed to be damaged, and the whole thing exuded an aura of desolation.

"It's well-preserved!"

Lin Xuan's eyes lit up with joy.

Longbow-shaped magical artifacts like this are much harder to forge than other types, and their value is also much higher. I never expected to encounter such an item just before leaving this place.

A flash of silver light appeared on Lin Xuan's earthen-yellow carapace, and like a nimble fish swimming in the void, he moved lightly to the side of the longbow. His tentacles fell from the void like lightning, wrapped around the gray longbow, and pulled it into the void crevice.

The movement was very skillful, as if it had been practiced countless times.

bang——

Just as he put away the gray longbow.

Suddenly, a figure with a completely black body sprang out from the grass beside him. It had lost both arms and its heart had been blasted open, but it was emanating a faint spiritual energy.

However, his tall body was covered in mud. This person seemed to be the owner of the gray longbow. Lin Xuan had a very strong intuition that this guy could pinpoint his location in the void based on the position of the gray longbow.

"Damn it, what a waste!"

A sense of crisis arose in Lin Xuan's heart.

He could clearly sense that the lingering resentment condensed within this black-clad figure was almost about to materialize into consciousness.

If the white dragon clan expert he encountered outside the jungle had a basic unit of 1 for his residual spirit, then this black guy would definitely reach 100.

Swish!

At this moment, silver light shone brightly on Lin Xuan's earthen-yellow shell, and Lin Xuan began to squander his spiritual energy without restraint.

His body transformed into a silvery-white afterimage, speeding away from the spatial rift towards the exit.

The creature that had just crawled out of the ground suddenly brightened its gray, dormant eyes, revealing a faint red glint.

The moment the red color appeared.

His aura suddenly became fierce, and then a red aurora burst forth from his eyes.

Wherever the aurora passed, it sliced ​​through the spatial barrier as if cutting tofu, shattering all the spatial gaps within a radius of a hundred feet.

"I rely on!"

Lin Xuan turned around and saw this scene, and was shocked.

The overall speed increased by one point.

If he had been just a step slower, his tiny sandworm body would probably have perished there.

The burly, black-clad man immediately focused his gaze on the direction Lin Xuan had fled in. A faint power emanated from his body, leaving a swift, afterimage-like trail as he chased after Lin Xuan.