On an island within the Heaven-Reaching Mist Sea where Yin spirits gather.
Concealed by the array, flames filled the formation, and countless Yin spirits began to dissipate.
Under the cry of the Phoenix Cry Bird, an overwhelming attribute suppression was released, and a Tier Three Yin Spirit Beast King finally turned to ashes with an unwilling howl.
"Finally done!"
With the Yin spirits purged, Lin Chang'an let out a sigh of relief. With a wave of his hand, the fire attribute spiritual energy within the formation began to dissipate, gradually returning to its previous murky state.
Upon reaching the spring eye of the Yin Vein Spiritual Spring, Lin Chang'an couldn't help but show a joyful expression.
"There's quite a lot of Profound Water Liquid this time; it was worth the trip."
Looking at the surrounding mess and his own tattered Dharma Robe, Lin Chang'an let out a long sigh.
"Time sure flies, I've been in the Heaven-Reaching Mist Sea for twenty years without realizing it."
