Boom~~

In an instant, Jiang Fan's spiritual sense spread out, enveloping all directions.

This was an extremely vast open space, with no end in sight.

On the grounds stood rows of towering, ancient buildings, numbering in the hundreds or thousands.

Originally, this was the Scripture Pavilion of the Primordial Talisman Sect, where the sect's talisman secret manuals and cultivation insights were preserved through the ages. But now, most of these buildings were in ruins, walls covered in cracks, rooflines collapsed, the former glory gone.

If it were only that, it might still be tolerable.

The entire Inheritance Land was shrouded in a dense layer of black demonic qi, swirling like dark clouds, blocking the sunlight, plunging the area into perpetual darkness. The air was heavy with a nauseating, putrid stench that made one want to retch.

The demonic qi was corrosive, eroding the stones and trees, leaving them riddled with holes, their surfaces slick and dark, as if coated with a layer of sinister grease.

Under the influence of demonic qi, numerous evil spirits had spawned here.

These evil spirits varied in form; some resembled specters, drifting through the darkness with chilling cries; others manifested as black fog, able to penetrate bodies, corroding minds, driving victims into madness and despair. They roamed the Inheritance Land, seeking out living beings to devour, casting endless fear across the land.

"How could the Inheritance Land become like this?"

The Primordial Talisman Pen was stunned at the sight.

Initially, it believed the Inheritance Land of the Primordial Talisman Sect, with many restriction arrays, to be the safest place, impenetrable by any enemy.

But it underestimated the demons of the Primordial Ruins and the might of time.

Admittedly, at its peak, the Inheritance Land of the Primordial Talisman Sect was covered with dense restriction arrays.

Even if great powers of the human race intruded, they would perish and disappear.

Yet countless years of erosion, coupled with demonic qi infestation, led to the gradual collapse of these arrays, allowing vast demonic qi and spirits to infiltrate.

Anyone entering the Inheritance Land would inevitably encounter a swarm of evil spirits.

"Master, it seems other cultivators have already entered this place."

The Demon-Vibrating Bell cautioned, sensing powerful magical power fluctuations from the front Scripture Pavilion, indicating other cultivators had arrived ahead and were engaged in a fierce battle with the evil spirits.

"Didn't you say that aside from the disciples of the Primordial Talisman Sect, no one else could enter the Inheritance Land?"

"How come it seems someone has beat us to it?"

The Ten Thousand Transformations Pill Furnace doubted the Primordial Talisman Pen, suspecting the old creature had memory lapses.

"Normally, indeed, outsiders could not breach the Inheritance Land."

"But there is always an exception."

"That would be the traitor of the Primordial Talisman Sect."

"If my guess isn't wrong, the cultivators who entered should be that Ten Thousand Talisman Daoist."

"And numerous Celestial Secret Mansion cultivators."

The Primordial Talisman Pen took a deep breath, its tone very grave.

The fears it had earlier were coming true.

Evidently, Celestial Secret Mansion and the Ten Thousand Talisman Daoist had discovered the Inheritance Land through years of exploration.

If it were in its prime, they wouldn't have been able to breach it without assistance.

The issue was the power of time had eroded all the restriction arrays.

Undeniably, the Ten Thousand Talisman Daoist found loopholes to enter here.

No wonder it felt uneasy, sensing great trouble might arise if it didn't come to the Inheritance Land soon.

With the current developments, its previous concerns were justified.

The traitor, the Ten Thousand Talisman Daoist, truly found a way to enter the Inheritance Land of the Primordial Talisman Sect.

If they hadn't arrived in time, the enemies might have succeeded.

"There are five Nascent Soul cultivators."

"Among them, the strongest must be the Ten Thousand Talisman Daoist."

"But they seem quite unfortunate, facing the evil spirits here."

"Appears they have suffered heavy injuries."

The Demon-Vibrating Bell spoke in a low voice.

It detected five Nascent Soul cultivators at the front area, including an elderly man with white hair, wielding a talisman pen, sketching talismans and condensing runes to attack the evil spirits.

Yet this group of Nascent Soul cultivators was very beleaguered, besieged by hundreds or thousands of evil spirits, suffering severe injuries.

Of course, they had not reached a desperate situation.

If they had other cards up their sleeves, they might resolve the evil spirits here.

"Luckily, the Master arrived here a bit later."

"If he had come earlier, he might have encountered these Nascent Soul cultivators and evil spirits."

"Now arriving, he happens upon these guys mutually exhausted."

The Ten Thousand Transformations Pill Furnace remarked with emotion.

"Indeed."

Hearing this, the Primordial Talisman Pen was deeply shaken.

Even after witnessing Jiang Fan secure opportunities countless times, this time truly struck it.

Is this the so-called Child of Fortune?

To have such extraordinary luck.

Even facing sudden calamities, he can turn misfortunes to fortune.

If the Primordial Talisman Sect had such cultivators in the past, perhaps it could have evaded destruction.

Maybe if the sect hadn't fallen, it wouldn't have attracted such a Child of Fortune.

"There is indeed danger here."

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