The black light patterns spread across the ground at an increasing speed, turning even the withered grass and trees instantly into black flying ash wherever they passed. The nether aura in the air grew so thick it was almost tangible. Mu Mian pressed her hand back down onto the ground with a solemn look, a lingering stinging sensation from the corrosion of the light patterns still on her fingertips. "This is the 'Spirit-Corrupting Rune' of the Nether Ancestor. It can devour all living things and the power of spirit veins. If you get entangled in it, even the purification power of the Spirit Armor Main Core will take thirty percent of its energy to resolve."
Shen Jinghong thrust his crimson longsword into the ground, and seven-colored light spread along the blade, forming a pale blue light shield beneath everyone's feet. The moment the light shield touched the Spirit-Corrupting Rune, it made a sizzling sound, and black patterns appeared on the surface of the shield, but it was never breached—the Creation Power of the Spirit Armor Main Core could after all barely suppress this ancient, millennium-old rune. "Senior Qing Xuanzi, how much longer until we reach the entrance of the restricted area? We cannot let ourselves be held back by this light pattern indefinitely."
Qing Xuanzi unfolded the Spirit Vein Atlas, his fingertips sliding rapidly across the page marked with the restricted area. The spots of light on the atlas intertwined with the aura of the Spirit-Corrupting Rune, …
Chapter 53