Cultivation through Skin Making

Whoosh~~

A beam of light wrapped in black smoke swept across the frozen wasteland.

The falling snow here is certainly terrifying, but it can only freeze, strip away, and drop a few evil spirits from the outer layer of the black smoke.

The man in the Profound Robe and the Female Cultivator in the silver robe inside were left unharmed.

For exploration, Pei Xuehan would naturally need to use the "Sea Splitting Technique" to fly slowly, but to pass through this place swiftly, the previous method can't be used slowly.

"Hold tight."

Song Yan gently said.

Immediately, he felt a pair of delicate hands carefully wrap around his waist, and the gentle body pressed against his back.

This emotion is not rootless but cultivated from spending a century together in that Illusion Realm.

One could say Pei Xuehan has already surpassed any woman in the time spent with him. But clearly, the two haven't known each other for long.

The intense feeling of strangeness and contradiction rose alongside the increasingly entrancing tenderness.

...

In the next moment, the beam of light entered another Secret Realm.

Unlike the silence of the frozen wasteland, upon entering this Secret Realm, shouts of battle rang in the ears like drums and gongs.

The temperature shifted from cold to warm, but it was an extremely uncomfortable warmth; the gray fog quietly floating in the air seemed filthy, prompting an irresistible desire to avoid it.

But with fog engulfing the world, how could one avoid it?

Song Yan extended his Divine Sense, yet still faced obstruction.

But actually, Divine Sense was unnecessary, since a mere glance revealed numerous cultivators and demon beasts fighting fiercely.

However, the battle wasn't between cultivators and demon beasts but... a "chaotic battle".

All the cultivators and demon beasts were crazed.

Song Yan squinted, focusing on a headless cultivator, and frowned slightly, confirming a thought: these cultivators aren't just crazed, even in death, they continue battling, because the Slaughter Liquid and Evil Qi are also crazed.

Cultivators and demon beasts die, generating Evil Qi.

The crazed Evil Qi reclaims the bodies of cultivators and demon beasts.

Endlessly in cycle.

The thin fog continuously refreshes any existing memory.

What the fog covers is a world where death knows no rest.

Pei Xuehan promptly pinched her fingers, casting the Controlling Technique, her whole body tensed, preparing to attack, because she realized they were being watched by a monster.

A demon beast with brown wings and a bear's head flew into the sky, roaring fiercely, swooping down towards them.

Pei Xuehan was about to make a move but was stopped by Song Yan, who gently pressed down on her hand, skillfully avoiding the attack with the black smoke beam, arcing away in the fog sky.

"Don't attack just yet."

"Alright, brother."

Throughout the journey, Pei Xuehan had listened obediently to Song Yan because she realized this Dao brother not only had great power but also a mental fortitude and calculative skills surpassing her own, so she simply gave up on thinking.

Song Yan transformed the beam into flight, skillfully evading the attacks of various demon beasts or cultivators.

Fortunately, those crazed demon beasts and cultivators easily shifted their targets; their memories and thoughts were always overwritten by new ones, unless Song Yan was in their sight; otherwise, they would aimlessly engage in frenzied battles.

Whoosh~

Whoosh whoosh~~

The beam of light traversed the sky, the substitute death souls outside the Myriad Souls Banner began to mutate, crazed, starting to fly away from the banners, devouring anything they could find.

Though it was few at the moment, over time it would increase, and if Song Yan did nothing, aimlessly wandering with the Myriad Souls Banner, the entire banner would be corroded by the fog.

This was only possible because Song Yan transformed the Myriad Souls Banner into the Myriad Souls Craze Banner; for someone else, they would have been overwhelmed by its uncontrollable nature, dispersing souls across a vast area.

After circling for some time, Song Yan found the entrance to the next Secret Realm.

The increasingly dense Sea of Suffering aura seeped from the Secret Realm...

The aura exceeded the sum of the Sea of Suffering aura from previous Secret Realms, to the point of being unable to contain it.

Perhaps, beyond the Mist Realm lay the endpoint of the Craze King Soul Threshold.

What should he do?

Suddenly, Song Yan's eyelid twitched because he found he lost contact with the "Shadowless Phantom Crow" he left in the Flood Secret Realm.

This indicated the outsider had already entered the Flood Secret Realm.

This speed showed no obstacles, no scruples, seemingly just rushing through.

Song Yan's heartbeat raced, a tingling sensation pierced his scalp, and a long-absent dryness rose in his mouth.

Between wolves and tigers, it's just like this!

What to do?

He took a deep breath, his eyes swiftly scanning for a solution.

The Mist Realm terrain was mountainous, with significant undulations, extending widely.

Upon closer inspection, the fog's density was uneven.

Thick in deep gorges, thin in the sky, dense in deep mountains, sparse on plains.

Song Yan maneuvered briefly, gritting his teeth, muttering "I'll risk it," then suddenly opened the Myriad Souls Banner fully, and darted towards the next Secret Realm entrance.

But he entered.

He only stopped at the entrance briefly, and upon seeing the crazed souls scattered around the banner, he abruptly said to Pei Xuehan, "Use the Sea Splitting Technique."

Pei Xuehan hastily cast the technique, splitting the fog in front of them, forming an empty space of about ten feet.

Song Yan put away the Myriad Souls Banner, scanning the surroundings, thinking, 'with this, if anyone chases, they might assume I've hurried into the next Secret Realm.'

Then, he used Sword Control while Pei Xuehan led the way.

The two spent roughly half an hour reaching a gorge shrouded in dense fog.

Upon entering, finding a cave, Song Yan took out the Paper House and threw it into the cave.