Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times-Chapter 330 - 152: As a Fish, You Should Like to Eat Cats! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_3

Chapter 330: Chapter 152: As a Fish, You Should Like to Eat Cats! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_3

Almost instantaneously!

The previously silent outskirts of the city suddenly plunged into chaos. Not a single person was in sight, only the constant bombardment of spells in the sky, and the sounds of countless Array Plates being triggered and exploding, echoing throughout the area outside Great Yuan City.

Occasional screams indicated that some didn’t die immediately but still had the strength to cry out.

This was an exceptionally perilous battle!

Everyone was unguarded; in the pitch darkness, any slight noise could invite a barrage of spells.

But the chaos quickly subsided after barely ten breaths.

Once again, no spells could be seen, no trace of light remained.

After unleashing a spell, almost everyone instinctively changed position, then sought safety elsewhere, knowing that the natural treasures had yet to appear in this world, and fighting at this time was pointless.

But they had no choice… because not attacking didn’t mean others wouldn’t attack them.

Exiting the city tonight.

Almost meant strapping your head to your waistband; the chances of death were far greater than those of returning alive, and essentially no Heavenly Prides ventured out tonight. Those who did were typically desperadoes who knew their Cultivation Path was nearing its end, and without an opportunity, it would be difficult to advance further.

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“Phew…”

Inside the small world, Chen Qiu watched the chaos outside with a calm expression. So far, he had not seen a single Cultivator, only witnessing the faint light emitted by spells as they zipped by in the pitch-dark.

He did not venture out.

The outside was too perilous, even if you hid in utter silence and remained well-concealed, a stray spell could send you soaring to the heavens. Without the Divine Sense to lock on, no one could be certain of hitting their target, so generally, they would just aim roughly by instinct and fire away.

Just then—

A faint pillar of light suddenly appeared on the ground, piercing straight through the clouds.

Beneath the pillar of light lay a hairpin.

It was a Spiritual Treasure.

Almost the moment the pillar appeared, two Golden Core cultivators activated their movement techniques with all their might, shooting towards the hairpin, but they were met with a myriad of spells bombarding the light pillar at the same time.

The two Golden Core cultivators, who had just positioned themselves, were not even able to hold the Spiritual Treasure in their hands before they were shattered into pieces by the relentless assault, eyes filled with despair.

If they could have used Protective Spirit Qi, those two Golden Core cultivators would have at most been heavily injured and withdrawn, but at that moment, they were directly obliterated on the spot!

Immediately after, as if everything paused in stillness.

The Spiritual Treasure just lay there calmly on the barren ground, the faint pillar of light signaling to everyone that there was a treasure present, yet no one dared to claim it. In the “night of prolonged darkness,” securing the treasure was not the most important aspect.

How to survive after obtaining the treasure mattered most.

After a deadlock lasting nearly a hundred breaths, a shadow, too fast for the naked eye to catch, swept past the light pillar, snatching the Spiritual Treasure, and vanished from the spot in a blink.

The movement technique was incredibly fast!

Even the spells that followed couldn’t catch up to him, turning into streaks of light shooting towards the horizon. Clearly satisfied, he did not plan to linger any longer and prepared to leave the area.

Soon after, a second faint pillar of light slowly appeared, this time with a chessboard beneath it, also a Spiritual Treasure.

Someone struck a lucky sign, and gradually others began to feel tempted.

It’s well known!

During the “night of prolonged darkness,” the pillars of light that appear later on contain even more valuable items. This light pillar emerged three miles away, which for a Golden Core cultivator was barely the span of a breath, not a great distance. The issue was how to survive after taking possession.

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Inside the small world, having observed enough, Chen Qiu decided to make the first move to test the waters and see the situation.

This was his first encounter with the cultivators of the Xuantian Continent, and he felt somewhat uncertain.

Then—

Suddenly, within the small world, dark clouds filled the skies and a Storm raged; frightening Spiritual Energy burst forth from Chen Qiu, and in his palm, he slowly condensed a tiny Thunder Ball, with tens of thousands of Thunder Dragons faintly visible within it.

He opened a crack in the small world and hurled the Small Thunderball out, then quickly sealed the small world again.

The next moment!

“Boom!!!”

The deafening explosion resonated throughout the heavens and earth; tens of thousands of Thunder Dragons, carrying terrifying pressure, illuminated everything. The ground abruptly revealed a terrifyingly deep pit.

Before the dust settled,

Chen Qiu shot out from the small world, heading straight for the pillar of light, grasped the chessboard tightly in his hand, then instantly dove back into the small world.

But…

There didn’t seem to be any spells hitting him; he had been worried that if he entered the small world even a moment too late, he’d be struck by a spell.

The entire world seemed to fall silent.

But due to the pitch darkness and the inability to spread his Consciousness, he couldn’t judge what was happening and continued to hide in the small world. Not long after, roughly a thousand breaths later, another faint pillar of light appeared ten miles away.

Chen Qiu once again shot out from the small world, and as he was about to reach the light pillar, he dived back into the small world, then stealthily threw out another seemingly harmless Small Thunderball.

Cautious above all else, Magic Practitioners were inherently fragile, especially when unable to use Protective Spirit Qi or Protective Treasures.

Being hit by a spell meant either death or severe injury.

Alongside the fearful howl of tens of thousands of Thunder Dragons, the destructive force covered the surrounding area. Numerous Array Plates were destroyed, and the Cultivators lurking nearby, ready to act at any moment, met their grandmothers under the strike’s impact.