Seventy-two Immortal Seals!

The crowd surged forward in unison, fixing their gazes.

Just as expected.

On top of the Immortal Coffin, seventy-two mysterious and intricate seals were distributed crisscross.

"To light up the seals, we need to pour in Immortal Essence!"

"Though we’ve only just entered the path of immortality and haven’t become True Immortals, with this many people, it should barely suffice."

Cen Xinghou swept his gaze across the crowd, pausing briefly on Old Man Yun Zheng, then continued, "Even if it’s not enough, we can shatter Immortal Artifacts, let the power within surge forth, and support it for some time."

Old Man Yun Zheng’s eye twitched. He felt Cen Xinghou was deliberately targeting him, but had no proof.

"Heh, Mr. Xu also has an Immortal Artifact. With two Immortal Artifacts, it should be enough. When the time comes, I won’t hesitate."

Upon hearing this, Cen Xinghou looked at Xu Yang in surprise, not expecting Xu Yang to have an Immortal Artifact as well.

Xu Yang said coolly, "It’s just an Immortal Artifact. I know which is more important."

Just an Immortal Artifact?

Old Man Yun Zheng stared at Xu Yang with a deep gaze. If he really had to do it, he’d be heartbroken.

Xiao Ming couldn’t help but sneer, "Who can’t talk big? I’m just afraid bastards like you will play tricks!"

Xu Yang retorted bluntly, "If you’re not willing, you’re welcome to use your Immortal Artifact to cross the Calamity Ghost Wind Sea!"

Xiao Ming was so furious he trembled all over, yet was so stifled he couldn’t utter a word.

Use an Immortal Artifact to cross the Calamity Ghost Wind Sea?

Who would dare?

Even Old Man Yun Zheng dared not, let alone him.

"Let’s pick seventy-two people first. Best to choose the ones with the strongest power."

"Everyone else, be ready to replace them at any time!"

Cen Xinghou’s voice rang out, interrupting everyone’s thoughts.

No one objected to this, of course.

Soon, seventy-two people had been chosen, all among the stronger ones present.

The four great Heavenly Beings!

Elders and other experts from various powerful factions.

The Immortal Coffin was huge, and after activation, expanded violently, enough to easily accommodate nearly three hundred people present.

They had come as three thousand; now, fewer than three hundred remained.

The Spirit Realm’s most powerful forces had been reduced by ninety percent!

However, those who survived were far stronger than before.

Before long, everyone boarded the Immortal Coffin together!

Seventy-two Immortal Seals circled the center. The seventy-two responsible for infusing Immortal Essence sat cross-legged before each seal in a ring, while the rest scattered around the perimeter.

Xu Yang was not among the seventy-two, but when it was time for rotation and recovery, he would have to go up as well.

Sitting cross-legged with Shi Hu to one side, watching everyone, Xu Yang’s expression remained calm.

To say he wasn’t excited would’ve been a lie.

It was foreseeable—this Calamity Ghost Wind Sea was basically the end of the Ancient Land of Fallen Immortals. If they could cross it, they’d see the final arrangements left by the Immortals after their fall all those years ago.

Be it disaster or chance, it had to be accepted!

At a certain moment, Cen Xinghou said, "Let’s begin."

As the words fell, everyone’s expressions grew solemn, and they pressed their cupped palms onto the Immortal Seals.

Buzz!

Immortal Essence surged; the seal marks glowed.

At that very moment, the Immortal Coffin quaked violently.

The seventy-two Immortal Seals burst forth dazzling immortal light, soaring up, moving like flying petals and electric serpents, crisscrossing to form a vast Immortal Light Shield that enveloped the whole Immortal Coffin.

Cen Xinghou sat at the front. Under his control, the Immortal Coffin lifted into the air, swayed slightly, and then shot forward like lightning, speeding toward the Calamity Ghost Wind Sea.

As the endless darkness of the Calamity Ghost Wind Sea drew near, everyone unconsciously held their breath, their bodies tensed.

The Calamity Ghost Wind was truly terrifying.

Facing it directly, the feeling was even stronger.

Xu Yang’s heart quivered; even with the Immortal Light Shield separating him, he felt a suffocating oppression he couldn’t shake off.

The ghost wind was thick and surging like an ocean!

The Immortal Coffin was immense, yet before the ocean formed by the ghost wind, it seemed overwhelmingly small, as if it could be overturned in an instant!

Bang!

The immortal light pierced through fiercely.

The intense immortal light flickered; inside the Ghost Wind Sea, it looked like a faint, feeble lamp flame drifting in the dark.

"We’re in."

"Hoo~~"

Someone let out a breath of relief.

The Immortal Light Shield was firmly resisting the eroding power of the Calamity Ghost Wind.

The Immortal Coffin pressed forward; the shield wavered slightly.

Seventy-two people wore grave expressions.

Through the shield, they could sense just how terrifying the ghost wind outside really was.

Could the Immortal Coffin really endure?

Could they make it through alive?

No one could say for sure.

"Thank goodness we didn’t trust Gou Mu to cross using Immortal Artifacts. Judging by the ripples from the Immortal Seals, once an Immortal Artifact enters the ghost wind, it wouldn’t last more than a moment before shattering!" Saint Monarch Nantian muttered softly.

"The methods of the First Emperor Qian are just astonishing." Jun Wuji exclaimed in awe.

Old Man Yun Zheng said nothing, only glancing at Cen Xinghou sitting in the front.

Suddenly.

On one side of the Immortal Coffin, a vague, eerie light and shadow appeared.

"What was that?"

Xu Yang was startled.

The apparition flickered and vanished entirely, disappearing from sight and into the ghost wind like a dream.

"Something’s there? How come I didn’t see it?"

"Maybe you were seeing things?"

"This ghost wind is bizarre to the extreme; it wouldn’t be strange for any kind of thing to be in here."

"With Xu Yang’s strength, he’s unlikely to hallucinate."

"We’d better be more careful."

...

The crowd murmured nervously, everyone snapping to alertness, scanning their surroundings warily.

Even Cen Xinghou was unfamiliar with the Calamity Ghost Wind and had no idea what might exist within it.

Right now, all they could do was stay vigilant!

"My Immortal Essence will only last for another half a quarter hour. Prepare to rotate."

A Martial Artist announced in a deep voice.

"I’ll take over!"

Another immediately responded, moving behind him to wait.

Half a quarter of an hour went by in a flash.

During this time, looking outside, the Immortal Coffin was all but immobile compared to the raging ghost wind.

Darkness reigned at the far end, dense and boundless—it was impossible to feel cheerful about this trek.

Just as the two were switching, at the edge, the Immortal Light Shield made a sudden, crisp ’crack’.

At one corner of the shield, immortal light splattered.

"What happened?"

The group’s faces were full of shock and doubt.

"Look out!"

Cen Xinghou suddenly shouted, "Hurry up! Why are you still stunned? Replenish your Immortal Essence!"

The startled Martial Artist rotating in quickly sat down, surging out Immortal Essence to envelop the seal.

"Ah~~"

A shrill scream immediately followed.

One of the Martial Artists at the edge convulsed in agony as if struck by lightning, shrieking horribly.

His body twisted like a snake; he leaped up, with strange black lines surfacing on his face, hideously distorted.

"Kill!"

"Xu Yang, you fucking bastard, daring to humiliate us—I’ll kill you!"

The youth roared and lunged straight at Xu Yang.

Xu Yang was momentarily stunned.

But he reacted instantly, his figure flashing as he punched down hard.

Bam!

The youth dropped like he was struck by lightning, sprawling wretchedly to the floor, coughing up a mouthful of blood. The life force in his body instantly snuffed out.

Bang!

A black shadow shot out from within him, lunging straight at Xu Yang.

"What the hell is that?"

"Damn it, is that a Spirit Body? But how could it breach the coffin’s shield?"

The surrounding crowd was pale with fright, retreating in terror.

"That’s it!"

Xu Yang’s gaze sharpened. He was sure this eerie shadow was the thing he’d seen earlier.

"Xu Yang, watch out!" Shi Hu shouted a warning.

Cen Xinghou barked, "The rest, help out! Those replenishing Immortal Essence, don’t move! This foul thing slipped in right in the gap during rotation and replenishment!"

Boom!

Xu Yang’s expression didn’t change; he summoned the Celestial Refining Divine Tripod with a swirl, swallowing it in one go.

Bam!

The Divine Tripod shook; ancient Evil Qi within surged forth violently.

The shadow hadn’t even started to struggle before it was blasted into pieces.

Xu Yang’s heart relaxed a little.