Chapter 278: Sunken Yin Stone (Part 2)
At this moment, Yang Haoran suddenly realized the key to the problem: the characteristics of the Sunken Yin Stone.
Everything in a Place of Extreme Yin would be permeated with Yin Qi, even stones were no exception. However, the Sunken Yin Stone was different.
Simply put, if one discovered a stone without any Yin Qi in a Place of Extreme Yin, then that stone was a Sunken Yin Stone.
If he followed this characteristic to search for the Sunken Yin Stone, it would be much simpler, and definitely more efficient than a blind search.
This place was filled with an immense amount of Yin Qi; everything emitted strong Yin Qi. Yang Haoran only needed to sense what wasn't emitting Yin Qi, and he would easily find the Sunken Yin Stone.
Previously, due to his overwhelming excitement, Yang Haoran hadn't thought of this point at all, but the subsequent disappointment and doubt had calmed him down, prompting this sudden realization.
Yang Haoran felt this method was highly feasible. If even this couldn't help him find the Sunken Yin Stone, then he could only lament that fate was playing a cruel trick on him.
Closing his eyes, Yang Haoran carefully sensed the bottom of the pool. He didn't necessarily need to close his eyes to sense; he did so only to prevent the surrounding environment from influencing him.
In just a few breaths, Yang Haoran's closed eyes opened, his pitch-black Ghost Eye fixed on a certain spot.
Yang Haoran waved a large hand, and a chain as thick as an arm solidified in the water, then plunged towards the ground below.
Black sludge churned, and a massive black rock split open, revealing a crack. The chain, like a loach finding a crevice, burrowed into this fissure.
In the blink of an eye, the chain pulled out, and at its base, a stone was entwined. This stone was the size of an ox's head, appearing grayish-white, and looked like an ordinary stone, nothing particularly remarkable about it.
However, this seemingly ordinary stone stood out like a sore thumb at the bottom of this pool, much like a rough, foot-scratching brute suddenly appearing among a group of beauties.
Because everything at the bottom of the pool was black, only its color was different, and it was precisely this difference that made this ordinary-looking stone appear extremely special.
His gaze fell upon the stone, and a smile finally bloomed on Yang Haoran's face. He flashed forward, arriving at the chain's location, then carefully examined the stone.
A short while later, the smile on his face deepened.
"Not a trace of Yin Qi. It is indeed a Sunken Yin Stone."
Yang Haoran was overjoyed, and with a wave of his hand, he placed the Sunken Yin Stone into his independent space.
After collecting one Sunken Yin Stone, Yang Haoran didn't leave immediately. Instead, he closed his eyes again and continued to sense.
From his demeanor, one Sunken Yin Stone was not enough to satisfy him; he wanted to acquire more.
However, such good fortune did not repeat itself. Besides the Sunken Yin Stone he had just collected, he didn't find any other Sunken Yin Stones at the bottom of the pool.
Since there were no other discoveries, Yang Haoran had no intention of lingering. After all, there was still a Broken Temple on the mountain peak waiting for him to investigate; he couldn't waste too much time here.
Just as he was about to leave, Yang Haoran noticed that the Yin Qi at the bottom of the pool began to change.
Previously, due to the Sunken Yin Stone, the Yin Qi here had sunk to the bottom of the water, gathering without dispersing. Even if there was Yin Qi in the upper layer of the pool, it was only a small amount.
Now, however, with Yang Haoran having removed the Sunken Yin Stone, the Yin Qi at the bottom of the pool immediately began to boil. Like hydrogen balloons freed from their ropes, they densely ascended upwards.
Yang Haoran was not surprised by this phenomenon. He merely glanced at it, then lost interest, rising along with the ascending Yin Qi.
His body emerged from the water, Yang Haoran soared into the air, then landed on the ground beside the pool. A smile on his face, he looked at the Blackwater Pool.
The Blackwater Pool now was completely different from when he had entered it. A vast amount of Yin Qi continuously rose from the surface, completely shrouding the Blackwater Pool in a dense mist of Yin Qi.
The Yin Qi continued to spread, rapidly diffusing outwards. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before this entire area was enveloped in dense Yin Qi.
This Yin Qi was invisible to the naked eye, but even ordinary people could sense it. Once one stepped into this place, there would be no talk of spring, summer, or autumn; here, there would only be winter, a winter so cold that it chilled one's very soul.
Without the Sunken Yin Stone, the Blackwater Pool remained a Place of Extreme Yin, but a Place of Extreme Yin without a Sunken Yin Stone was like a firefly in the dark — distinctly bright, exceptionally prominent.
This place was destined to become a paradise for ghosts from now on.
Yang Haoran currently had no intention of sealing this place, because there were no villages nearby anymore. Apart from some individuals actively seeking death, no one would step into this area.
Moreover, sealing a Place of Extreme Yin was no small matter. After all, the Yin Qi in a Place of Extreme Yin was simply too potent. To successfully seal it would undoubtedly consume a large amount of his Spirit Power. Currently, the nature of the Broken Temple on the mountaintop was still unclear, and under such circumstances, he certainly wouldn't waste his Spirit Power.
Of course, Yang Haoran would definitely deal with the Blackwater Pool, this Place of Extreme Yin, but not now. After all, Places of Extreme Yin attracted ghosts, and what if some fearless streamer showed up again one day? A tragedy was bound to repeat itself.
As for how to deal with the Blackwater Pool, this Place of Extreme Yin, Yang Haoran already had an idea. After he resolved the matters here, he would make good use of this Place of Extreme Yin, letting it become a stepping stone for his strength to ascend to the next level.
Of course, that was assuming he was still alive. If he kicked the bucket after going up the mountain, then there would be nothing more to say.
With a satisfied smile, Yang Haoran withdrew his gaze from the Blackwater Pool and turned it towards the mountain peak.
Putting away his Ghost Eye, Yang Haoran didn't hesitate and headed towards the summit.
He didn't tear through space but prepared to walk up the mountain, just as he had done before.
In this whole affair, the problem first arose at the mountain peak, yet many unexpected things happened even before he reached the summit, causing Yang Haoran to sigh with emotion.
Life was truly like this: you never knew what would happen the next second. It could be good news, or it could be bad news, but whether it was the former or the latter, the path of life ultimately had to be walked until its end.
The weather was turning cold now, and coupled with the strong wind on the mountain, ordinary people would certainly feel chilly in such an environment. At this time, if one could enjoy the warmth of the sun, it would indeed be a beautiful thing.
Coincidentally, the sun was bright and high today, making for good weather, yet Yang Haoran did not feel comfortable.
He used to enjoy the sun and warmth too, but as his strength grew and the Yin Qi emanating from his body became heavier, he gradually developed a repulsion towards sunlight.
However, he only felt a little uncomfortable and repulsed; it didn't cause him any substantive harm.
With his current strength, even if he were exposed to the scorching summer sun, it wouldn't affect him much. Whether it could even tan him was another matter entirely.
Braving the sun, Yang Haoran arrived at the mountain peak. He didn't immediately see any Broken Temple or dilapidated wooden house, but he did sense the presence of Demon Qi.
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