Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 588 - 370 Entering the Mountain Gate_2

Chapter 588 -370 Entering the Mountain Gate_2

Despite that, no one dared to underestimate him.

The bodies listed on the Wanted Gold List had proven that this disciple of Que Yue was not to be trifed with.

The sun had already sunk beneath the Cloud Sea, the Floating Island had suddenly trembled, then rapidly plunged downwards.

“Have we arrived?” Zhao Sheng muttered to himself.

“Yes, we have. Look over there!”

Following Daoist Zhai Kong’s direction, Zhao Sheng softly exclaimed.

He saw it, on the glittering sea, there was an area distinctly unterschiedlich in color.

It was a dim, gray-black zone, occasionally revealing huge bubbles and quickly forming and dissipating vortices, seemingly undergirded by some kind of force from below.

At this moment near the gray-black sea zone, several Floating Spirit Islands and seven or eight large Flying Magical Treasures, comparable to Roc-class Cloud Boats, hovered in the air.

Above the sea surface, seventeen factions each occupied a part of the waters, a row after another of Golden Core level powerhouses under the lead of each faction’s Main Priest stared intensively back in unison.

An invisible yet heavy pressure surged violently from below, imposing upon anyone who felt it.

“That’s the power leaking from the Qiu Ling Sect’s Mountain Guardian Formation. Heh, other sects arrived early, just waiting for us from Heavenly Dao Sect, right? Waiting to see us make fools of ourselves, maybe they’ve already formed an alliance?” Daoist Zhai Kong coldly smiled and casually said to Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng did not respond, knowing Daoist Zhai Kong was nervous and merely trying to make conversation.

“Let’s go down!” Following a sweep of the Demon Suppressing Priest’s sacrificial robe, a hundred-zhang wide cloud of rosy clouds mysteriously formed.

Xiao Jiuke, Daoist Zhai Kong, Li Yanfeng, Ling Fu Taoist… eight Golden Core Priests also leaped onto the spirit cloud.

Suddenly, a mass of rosy clouds drifted from the Floating Island, slowly descending above the sea surface, facing the other seventeen factions across the sky.

At that moment, someone sneered, “Heh, Demon Suppressing old freak, your Heavenly Dao Sect really puts on airs. Once again, the last to arrive.”

“Hmph, raising dragons whelp, got a problem? Your Black Sky Sect always remembers the favors but not the beatings! Must you challenge our sect? How about, we two have a go first?”

Zhao Sheng’s heart skipped a beat, looking toward the southwest direction where a person was emerging, with white eyebrows and hair, wrapped around the waist by a Dragon Serpent, unmistakably one of the Supreme Elders of the Black Sky Sect, Dragon Raising Daoist.

Dragon Raising Daoist, with a fuming glare and lifted beard, angrily shouted, “Do you really think I’m afraid of you, come on, let’s step outside the bounds to loosen up.”

Just then, someone indeed stepped in to mediate, “Hold on, fellow Daoists, focus on the important matters. Do not delay the propitious moment.”

At a glance, yellow-faced and yellow-bearded, wearing a soil yellow robe resembling an old farmer, it was Earth Building Ancestor from the Asking Dao Sect.

This person was a rare Great Spirit Master from the Netherworld, having lived nearly three thousand years, not only renowned for his longevity among Nascent Souls and highly respected, but also a well-known kindhearted person.

When Earth Building Ancestor spoke, everyone had to give him some respect.

Hence, a potential conflict was quickly dissolved.

Daoist Zhai Kong was accustomed to big occasions, quietly transmitted his voice, “According to calculations, the Mountain Guardian Formation’s solution should be in the next day or two. However, this isn’t certain, as the spiritual energy fluctuations here have become quite intense, an accident could break it open at any moment, so Junior Brother, make sure to stick close to me later, never stray alone.”

Zhao Sheng slightly nodded, “Hmm, thanks for the consideration, Brother Yu.”

After the appearance of the people from Heavenly Dao Sect, they hardly had to wait much longer.

The sea surface suddenly trembled, and looking down, a huge vortex had suddenly formed followed by a violent surge of spiritual energy.

In an instant, a vast wave of spiritual energy skyrocketed, its thunderous sound echoing across the universe.

At that moment,

the Demon Suppressing Priest furrowed his brows, then his gaze settled on Zhao Sheng and others, “Spiritual energy is leaking, the gate is wide open, are all of you prepared?”

Xiao Jiuke, Daoist Zhai Kong, and others robustly responded, in a moment, an amazing and powerful aura burst forth from each of them.

Zhao Sheng’s eyes sparkled, watching Xiao Jiuke, Ling Fu Taoist, and others who appeared calm and confident.

He couldn’t help being a bit surprised. This calm confidence was not only a belief in their own strength but also reflected the solid backing the formidable Heavenly Dao Sect provided them.

“Let’s go!”

With resounding sounds of Sword Light and tunneling light breaking the void, nearly one hundred Golden Core Priests simultaneously floated up, plunged into the sea, and rapidly dived towards the source of the Spiritual Energy Column.

A ten-thousand-fathom deep sea was crossed in a blink, and at this moment, a light shone faintly from below. From a distance, a crack about a hundred zhang wide opened on the seabed, with a silver light shield emerging from the depths of the crack.

At this time, the surface of the light shield split into a narrow light slit, with as many as nine Nascent Soul Ancestors on either side, jointly forming a Great Array, maintaining the crack with the power of the Formation, preventing it from closing.

Among them was the Demon Suppressing Great Priest.

Seeing this scene, there was no need for the elders to remind them. Sword lights and tunneling lights raced through the gaps in the light shield, entering the gates of Qiu Ling Sect.

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“Junior Brother, keep up!”

Before the words fell, a dead and vast world had suddenly appeared before Zhao Sheng,

A mix of dense dead energy and spiritual energy blended into clouds of grey “fog” that pervaded the heavens and earth.

The sky, majestic mountains, and continuous palaces and buildings were all shrouded in a layer of grey haze.

At a glance, skeletons were everywhere. Ghostly silhouettes filled the fog, and from all around came bursts of ghostly howls, as countless malevolent gazes peered from the darkness, like numerous hungry wolves beholding succulent fresh meat.

These ghostly creatures were extremely strange, possessing the ability to corrode Divine Sense.

Zhao Sheng had just released his Divine Sense when he felt a pain in his head, and nearly a third of his Divine Sense had inexplicably been shaved off.

Moreover, his Divine Sense, which could originally expand up to fifteen miles, was greatly reduced in range. It was compressed by the fog to only about three miles.

Considering Zhao Sheng’s mental cultivation, his Divine Sense was more than twice as strong as that of an ordinary Perfect Golden Core.

He was only able to probe three miles, and others without specialized cultivation in Divine Thought Skill would not exceed his limit, typically less than two miles.

“Brother, where shall we go next?” Zhao Sheng asked, looking at Daoist Zhai Kong, whose expression was solemn.

Zhai Kong glanced at Xiao Jiuke and directly said, “The situation has changed, play it by ear. Head to Suspended Abyss Pavilion first.”

Zhao Sheng nodded indifferently on his face.

The Heavenly Dao Sect had already given Zhao Sheng and the others a layout map of the Qiu Ling Sect’s gates beforehand, so there was no need to run around blindly.

The Suspended Abyss Pavilion mentioned by Zhai Kong was one of the treasure vaults where resources for cultivation were stored, and it was also one of the few places most likely to contain the Nascent Soul Pill.

At that moment, Xiao Jiuke, with a face like a ghost, flew over and said in a deep voice, “Daoist Brother Zhai Kong, Tianxinzi has called me to a battle at Dragon Transformation Cliff, a place where the nascent souls of Qiu Ling Sect meditate. There must be heavy treasures there.”

Upon hearing this, Zhai Kong’s eyes brightened. He immediately changed his mind, “Brother Xiao, the two of us will accompany you.”

At that moment, the other five Golden Cores plunged into the thick fog, flying towards their predetermined targets.

Shi!

Suddenly, a roar came from the depths of the thick fog, and in an instant, a gigantic fire dragon, ten zhang long, burst through the fog and appeared in front of the temple where Zhao Sheng and the two others were.

Li Yanfeng, with his hair standing on end in anger, drove the fire dragon to fight against a huge zombie enshrouded in black air, its flesh as if made of metal.

The thick fog gathered back, soon obscuring the battle ahead.

Xiao Jiuke, with a grave expression, said solemnly, “We’ve actually encountered a Golden Armored Corpse! This time… it’s troublesome!”

Zhai Kong’s complexion soured, an involuntary chill rising from his back, “That Dragon Transformation Cliff… still going?”

Xiao Jiuke firmly said, “Go, how can we not! The Nine Revolutions Dragon Spirit Scripture of Qiu Ling Sect, I am determined to obtain it.”

“How about we head to the Scripture Pavilion first?” At this moment, Zhao Sheng suddenly spoke up to suggest.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jiuke sharply turned his gaze, his eyes emitting two icy crystal-like white beams, exuding a chilling intent.

“Your suggestion is good. However… next time mention it!”

Upon hearing this, a hint of coldness flashed in Zhao Sheng’s eyes.

An hour later, in a nameless square littered with debris and countless scattered body parts.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng stood at the center of the square, surrounded by ribbon-like starlight, his body teeming with Sword Intent.

Beside him, Xiao Jiuke and Daoist Zhai Kong were closing their eyes to meditate, desperately trying to recover a significant amount of spent True Yuan.

A slight blue-black hue faintly surfaced on Daoist Zhai Kong’s face, seemingly injured by a powerful ghostly creature.

Indeed, as they flew past between Alchemy Peak and Artifact Refining Peak, more than ten Golden Core Level Ghost Kings suddenly flew out from both peaks, joining forces to ambush the three of them.

Zhai Kong was caught off guard and hit in the flesh by a Ghost King, thus sustaining a minor injury.

“What exactly happened back then? Qiu Ling Sect’s gates have turned into a playground for ghostly creatures and zombies. It’s so…”

In Zhao Sheng’s murmuring words, a cold wind carrying the grey fog twirled across the square. Listening closely, the wind seemed to mix with bursts of ghostly howls, filled with sharpness and chill.