Gateway of Immortality-Chapter 346: Endless Valley

"This person is extremely strange. He lingers in a gloomy and eerie place within the Endless Valley, wandering like a lost soul. No one knows how long he has existed. Though he takes human form and seems to retain some consciousness, his strength is formidable. Even stranger, he is proficient in evasion techniques, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, and he even uses incantations, yet he doesn't seem alive..."

Wandering Man carefully recounted his understanding of this peculiar figure, his tone laced with doubt. "At first, I thought he might have triggered one of the eerie barriers in Endless Valley and was trapped there. But then I discovered that Tan Jie’s aura bore a striking resemblance to that of this strange man..."

The more Qin Sang listened, the more he felt that the person Wandering Man described resembled a living corpse.

Moreover, from Wandering Man’s description, this living corpse possessed extraordinary strength. Even if it wasn’t a yaksha, it was at least refined from the corpse of a Fake Core cultivator.

Could it be that an expert from the Heavenly Corpse Sect met an untimely demise, leaving behind a living corpse trapped in Endless Valley?

Endless Valley lay deep within the Tianduan Mountains, surrounded by demonic sects. Legends spoke of it as a ghostly netherworld riddled with dangers, yet containing heaven-defying opportunities.

It wasn’t surprising for Heavenly Corpse Sect cultivators to be active in Endless Valley.

After some thought, Qin Sang cautiously said, "To be frank, if that strange person is related to this particular technique, I do have some means to influence it. However, this influence has its limits—I won’t be able to control it completely."

Back in the Heavenly Corpse Cave, he had been unable to control even an early-stage Foundation Building living corpse.

Each Heavenly Corpse Talisman was meticulously refined, embedding a soul imprint into it. Even though the body perished, the soul imprint remained.

Unless the original owner willingly relinquished control, it was nearly impossible for an outsider to take over. freeweɓnovel.cøm

The master of this living corpse was undoubtedly dead. Without an owner, even though Qin Sang couldn't seize control, he could use the secret techniques of the Heavenly Yin Corpse Art to restrict its movements.

However, if the living corpse was too powerful, Qin Sang couldn’t be certain how effective this restriction would be.

If it truly turned out to be a yaksha, it would be best not to provoke it.

Wandering Man furrowed his brows, lost in thought for a long moment before speaking.

"Brother Qin, the other locations I know of are nearly as dangerous as Endless Valley, and even if I reach them, they may not contain a cure for my hidden injuries."

"But at least, I have reliable information that Endless Valley holds a particular spiritual herb that can help me."

"Though the valley is fraught with danger, I know a path that leads inside safely. I've traversed it before, and it shouldn't pose much risk."

"Once we reach the target location, all I need is for Brother Qin to test whether you can restrict that strange man’s movements. There’s no need to kill him, just buying some time will be enough."

"If it doesn’t work, I won’t force the matter. We’ll withdraw immediately."

"If fortune favors us and we make it in, I’ll proceed on my own. Brother Qin needn’t take further risks or wait for me, just leave the valley quietly."

"Regardless of success or failure, I will owe you a great favor. Once I return to my sect, I’ll shamelessly plead with my senior uncles to grant you a Heyun Pill."

Since Wandering Man had already put it this way, Qin Sang found it hard to refuse. Shaking his head, he replied, "Senior, what are you saying? Since you have made your decision, I will naturally accompany you."

Endless Valley was located within the Tianduan Mountains, and he was already planning to return to Shaohua Mountain to collect Earth Malevolent Qi. A detour to Endless Valley on the way back wouldn’t take much time.

Moreover, Wandering Man had made it clear that the risks were minimal, and he could retreat at any moment.

Besides, Qin Sang was also intrigued by the living corpse.

If its master had perished nearby, perhaps its remains were still there. He might even find clues to the second half of the Heavenly Yin Corpse Art. Even without Wandering Man’s promise, it was worth investigating.

"When do you plan to set out?" Qin Sang asked.

Seeing Qin Sang agree, Wandering Man was visibly pleased. After a brief pause, he said, "Inside Endless Valley, besides that strange man, there are many other eerie entities and barriers. I need to prepare a few things to improve our chances. It won’t be possible to depart immediately. Let’s do this—I’ll return to my sect now to make preparations, and we’ll rendezvous at the entrance of Endless Valley in two years."

Qin Sang was taken aback. "That soon? Aren’t you planning to wait for the Ziwei Secret Talisman auction?"

Wandering Man shook his head. "I can’t afford the Ziwei Secret Talisman. I only planned to attend for the excitement. My priority is healing my injuries. When you enter the Tianduan Mountains, be extremely careful. It would be best to disguise yourself as a demonic cultivator and not reveal your identity as a Shaohua Mountain disciple."

On this point, Qin Sang had absolute confidence—he didn’t need a disguise.

He already looked more like a demonic cultivator than the real ones.

The two discussed their plans further, and after finalizing the details, Wandering Man departed Yinshan Stronghold overnight, returning to his sect to make preparations.

Meanwhile, Qin Sang began planning his next steps.

They had agreed to meet in two years. There wouldn’t be much time to cultivate even if he returned to Xuanlu Stronghold, but since nothing urgent required his presence there, skipping his return wouldn’t be an issue.

On the way here, he had used the ancient teleportation array of Shangyuan Tranquility Palace, but on the way back, he would have to travel manually.

His itinerary was clear—after rescuing Shi Hong, he would head directly south to Shaohua Mountain. Once he had successfully refined the living corpse, he would set out for Endless Valley, covering nearly the entire Small Cold Domain in the process.

With the newly acquired Nether Cloud, he had ample time to manage everything.

...

Fengcang Market.

To enter the Ancient Immortal Battlefield from Yinshan Stronghold, there were three safe routes. Each route had a town or market along the way, all positioned parallel to each other and equidistant from Yinshan Stronghold.

Fengcang Market was one of them.

Despite being called a "market," its prosperity rivaled that of a full-fledged town.

Like Xihuang Town, Fengcang Market wasn’t built inside a hidden realm but was fully exposed to the outside world. Only when celestial phenomena struck would its protective array be activated.

However, the geographical landscape of Fengcang Market differed entirely from Xihuang Town.

It was constructed on a mountain that had risen from the surrounding swampland. Though not particularly tall, its formation was a result of the peculiar terrain around Yinshan Stronghold.

The protective array encompassed the entire mountain, allowing for densely packed buildings from the foot to the summit. Rows of houses stood closely together, stacked layer upon layer with barely any gaps in between.

The market bustled with activity, and cultivators moved about in large numbers, their figures filling the streets.

In the back mountain, rows of small courtyards appeared tightly clustered.

Unlike other scenic locations, this area lacked lush forests, flowing springs, or any picturesque beauty. Its sole advantage was its tranquility.

Little did people know, these courtyards and their surroundings constituted one of the most valuable areas in Fengcang Market.

The spiritual power here was exceptionally dense, making it a prime cave dwelling for Foundation Building cultivators. Though the courtyards looked unremarkable, they concealed powerful barriers, allowing cultivators to cultivate in peace without fear of external disturbances.

Of course, such residences were beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.

Among these courtyards, one stood out. It contained only three simple wooden houses, appearing particularly modest.

Inside the main hall, silence reigned.

A young man sat cross-legged on a wooden bed, deep in meditative cultivation.

If Qin Sang were here, he would recognize him at a glance—Liang Yan!