Xiang Nan threw down a drop of blue water and let an avatar enter to swim the Taiyi Divine Art again.
Afterwards, he used the blade to provoke the beetles' corpses and inspect his harvest.
One beetle after another was picked apart, and all of them were empty.
Only when he picked the leading beetle did he get a small harvest.
"Looks like I've used up all my luck." Xiang Nan picked up the two Inferior Grade Sacred Spirit Stones and his heart was filled with joy as he descended to the bottom.
After spending so much effort to kill sixteen Martial Saint Beetles in one breath, he actually only obtained two Inferior Grade Saint Spirit Stones.
But on second thought, he had nothing to complain about. He heard Li Huan say that someone had killed a hundred ferocious beasts one after another, and he had never even seen the shadow of a Sacred Spirit Stone.
At least he had seen it.
"Hu … I'm afraid this place won't be able to stay for long anymore." Xiang Nan put away the Sacred Spirit Stones and stared at the corpse of the leading beetle. "Maybe all the beasts here are like this. It seems that only the leading beetles can dig out spirit stones."
The serpent said, "Looks like this is the case. To kill a group, only the Head Monster hides the Holy Spirit Stones in its body. Such a battle, the rewards are not in line with the sacrifices it has made."
"It's better to leave this time swamp and look for those monster beasts outside."
Xiang Nan said, "No matter what, I've at least obtained quite a few corpses. It's not bad that they can be used to upgrade my dream body."
He sat down cross-legged and grabbed a beetle in his hand. Then, he summoned his dream body with his Dream Dao and circulated his Nether Ghost Stage to absorb the beetle's cultivation.
"How much time does my Dream Dao have left?" Xiang Nan asked.
The big snake said, "There are still more than thirteen minutes left, but it doesn't matter anymore. Anyway, it will be exhausted."
"Yes." Xiang Nan nodded slightly and did not speak.
Nether Ghost Absorption required summoning the Dream Body, and it would take at least two to three hours to absorb each time.
The Dao of Dreams lasted only twenty minutes. After the time was used up, it would not stop the Nether Ghost state. It would only return to the Dream Realm after it was absorbed until the end.
Xiang Nan's dream body realm was already inferior to his true body realm, only at the sixth level of the Divine Martial Arts.
After absorbing another five enemies above the sixth level of the Divine Martial Arts, they would be able to increase their cultivation to the seventh level of the Divine Martial Arts.
Two and a half hours later, Xiang Nan finally absorbed the cultivation of a beetle and casually threw the corpse aside.
He said, "Dream Dao has run out of time today. There are still fifteen beetles left. I can only absorb one every day. Take it with me first."
After these vicious beasts in the secret realm "died", they still had life force and could not be put into the storage ring.
Xiang Nan could only take out three large robes and sew them into a large bag. He threw the beetle corpses into the bag and carried them forward.
He returned the same way and left the Time Swamp before heading deeper into the secret realm.
Once his perception range exceeded 50,000 kilometers, the Taiyi Divine Art that was circulating in the swamp would automatically lose its effectiveness. Xiang Nan did not feel much heartache, and he could start over again and again without it.
In this kind of damned place, it could be said that there were dangers everywhere, and one's life could be in danger at any time.
Xiang Nan, who had suffered many losses, had also learned to be much more cautious. Every time he flew 50,000 li, he would set up a Taiyi Divine Array Diagram on the spot and then continue to fly.
After surpassing the formation diagram by 50,000 li, he set up a new one on the spot, and then moved forward again.
It would be verbose and time-consuming, but it would be worth the trouble just in case.
The sky lit up and strands of morning light shone through the hazy mist, giving the dangerous jungle a bit of life.
"Time is up." Xiang Nan sensed that the Dream Dao had been reconstructed.
He took out the corpse of a beetle, summoned his dream body, and absorbed it again.
The surroundings were deserted. In this Eternal Mystery Land, even ordinary insects and mosquitoes were extremely rare. Apart from Xiang Nan's breathing, no other sounds could be heard.
Time slowly passed, and it seemed that Xiang Nan had already absorbed about an hour.
At this moment, a slight movement suddenly came from not far away.
Xiang Nan's heart sank as he thought to himself, "Why is it at such a time?"
One of the most troublesome things about the Nether Ghost Stage was that it couldn't be interrupted when absorbing cultivation.
During this process, Xiang Nan's own cultivation was closed, leaving only one path to absorb the beetle's cultivation, causing him to be unable to fight.
He couldn't display his strength, but he could walk normally. However, this state was extremely dangerous.
He wrapped his left hand around the watermelon-sized beetle and reached into his pocket, touching the mysterious black book.
He leaned against the tree trunk and started drinking with a wine jar in his right hand. The wine contained spiritual herbs that could recover his strength.
A bright light slowly appeared in the swaying jungle, followed by a group of more than thirty people walking out.
Along with them, there was a strong smell of blood.
These 30 plus people were all at the third level of the Martial Saint realm, but all of them were injured and were limping forward with each other's support.
When Xiang Nan saw them, they also discovered Xiang Nan.
Everyone unleashed their weapons, but when they saw the big beetle that Xiang Nan was carrying, more than 30 people subconsciously took a few steps back.
There was a strong sense of fear in the eyes of those people, and they didn't dare to continue to step forward.
A middle-aged man with a goatee said, "Martial Saint Beetle!"
Everyone, look at me, look at you, and your face is filled with horror.
The goatee stopped talking and looked fixedly at Xiang Nan.
Xiang Nan could feel a wave of perception enveloping him. It was the goatee who was inquiring about his realm.
However, the goatee had been searching for a long time, but he couldn't tell how much Xiang Nan's cultivation base was, and he felt that Xiang Nan was even more unfathomable.
"Friend, we have no intention of disturbing your rest. Please forgive your recklessness."
"Since you're drinking here, let's go another way."
The goatee cupped his fists at Xiang Nan and beckoned his teammates to turn around to leave.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed out from the direction they came from.
The shadow's speed was extremely fast, and in a flash, two of the more than thirty martial artists on the spot instantly disappeared!
Immediately after, two miserable screams came from afar, and the screams abruptly came to a halt.
Xiang Nan's heart skipped a beat. He had already seen clearly that the one who stole the martial artist was a ferocious beast, and it was also a speed-type ferocious beast.
Its realm was already at the eighth level of Divine Martial Arts, and it was indeed not something that this group of third level Martial Saint martial artists could deal with.
The third level of Martial Saint was only above the fourth level of the Vicious Beast. According to the general rules, these 30 people had to be at the fourth level of the Martial Saint to be able to fight against that Vicious Beast.
"Place!" The goatee became nervous.
Xiang Nan nodded silently. The expressions of these people weren't surprised. It seemed that they had already fought with the ferocious beasts. The injuries on their bodies most likely came from the murderer.
However, the strength of these people was not bad. They were actually not completely annihilated during the first battle, and they even escaped.
Xiang Nan looked at the emblem on their chests. Xiang Nan recognized it from the Western Emperor Guild.