Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 336 - 253 Space Rift and Stele_2

Chapter 336: Chapter 253 Space Rift and Stele_2

Zhao Sheng had eyes that could see; others could use objects, or even send living people to clear a path.

The most dangerous were those space rifts that appeared and disappeared randomly, roaming around the area.

He had not gone far into the site when he immediately saw two rifts, indicating that there must be many space rifts in this area. If he wasn’t careful, he would surely be in big trouble.

As Zhao Sheng thought about this, his heart chilled, and he couldn’t help but be more cautious.

Lightly tapping the ground with his foot, he carefully avoided the rift and slowly continued forward.

At this moment, what he didn’t know was that many Foundation Establishment Cultivators who had entered before him had met with great misfortune.

Three days ago, on the other side of the mysterious palace, over twenty li away in a desolate area, a skinny middle-aged man had just dodged a space rift. After he carefully used his Divine Sense to confirm there was no danger, he had decided on a direction.

With a flash of his figure, he flew out thirty to forty feet, ready to leave the place when suddenly a burst of blood light appeared. The middle-aged man didn’t even have time to scream before his body split into two.

The two halves of his body, laden with a thick scent of blood, emitted a pitiful scream, but were sucked into the space rift in the blink of an eye.

And this invisible space rift, after a flash of light, disappeared in an instant, becoming invisible again. If someone passed by this place again, they would also be unable to detect its presence.

Returning to the present, to the northeast of Zhao Sheng, separated by a dozen mountain peaks in a narrow valley, two Foundation Establishment Deacons from the Soul Transformation Sect were sweating profusely, carefully moving forward.

Just moments ago, several Iron Corpses they had sent out to scout the path had been continuously consumed by invisible space rifts, frightening them so much that they dared not be careless.

“Brother Ma, Soul Servant Master and Brother Jiu Yao entered here half a month ago. Even if there were treasures, they would have been scavenged clean by them. We might as well stay put!” suggested a cultivator with a pork loin-shaped face, cautiously.

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“Humph, if that’s the case, then why are our masters trapped here, unable to leave?”

After that, deliberately spreading rumors, we sneaked in under the cover, having spent so much effort, what was it for?

This place is clearly a Fallen Cave Heaven, that palace inside must be hiding countless treasures and inheritances. If we don’t go in, wouldn’t the opportunity be snatched by others? It’s known that from ancient times, one must seek longevity amidst dangers! With our talents, if we do not seize such a huge opportunity, we will have no hope of advancing to Golden Core at all. Do you want to die of old age after a few decades?” the burly man with thick eyebrows coldly looked at his junior brother.

“Brother, if that’s the case, let’s send out the copper-armored corpses to scout the path! It’s a shame, but it’s better than losing our lives,” after hesitating for a moment, the cultivator with a pork loin-shaped face said.

“Alright! It can only be so, I—”

However, before he could finish his sentence, his voice abruptly stopped.

In the terrified eyes of his junior brother, the burly man with thick eyebrows suddenly had dozens of net-like fine lines appear all over his body, as fragile as glass, and countless tiny streams of blood shot out from the cracks, but in an instant, both the body and the blood disappeared without a trace.

A flash of bloody light, dozens of interconnected invisible space rifts vanished in an instant.

“Brother!” cried the pork loin-faced junior brother, horrified.

Even a mighty Foundation Establishment Cultivator had no time to react and was killed by the space rift.

Actually, cases like Brother Ma’s were not very common; there had only been seven or eight in half a month, but without exception, they all ended up dead.

Zhao Sheng was unaware of the experiences of others, but in this dangerous and unknown land, he was naturally very cautious.

However, at this moment, he appeared relaxed, with thirty-two strands of Geng Metal Sword Light orbiting freely around him like fish, moving in all directions.

This was the method he had devised to detect space rifts in advance.

Along the way, the wilderness was desolate and silent, the items in the ruins had all decayed beyond recognition, seeming exceedingly ancient.

As he drew closer to the palace, Zhao Sheng suddenly realized a terrifying problem.

The free-floating Spiritual Energy in the air rapidly diminished, while his own Spiritual Power also mysteriously began dissipating quickly.

Alarmingly, the released Geng Metal Sword Light was also affected by some inexplicable, strange factor, visibly shrinking and fading at a perceptible rate.

All this, as if there was a huge monster in the air devouring Spiritual Energy.

No,

It should be being extracted!

Zhao Sheng’s gaze shifted toward the majestic palace, his eyes flickering with hesitation and inquiry.

After pondering for a moment, he decided to continue moving forward.

Since he had come, how could Zhao Sheng be content without exploring?

In a mere thought, a layer of faint silver light swiftly emerged from his skin, and simultaneously, his bones and flesh radiated golden, blue, black, and cyan lights.

The moment the Immortal Golden Body was activated, Zhao Sheng immediately felt delighted as he noticed a significant reduction in the rate of dissipation of his Spiritual Power.

“Indeed, it is effective!”

His confidence greatly increased, and he moved towards the palace even more stealthily.

As he approached the palace, Zhao Sheng began to see other Foundation Establishment Cultivators in his field of view.

Like Zhao Sheng, they wore cold expressions and watched each other, yet they chose not to attack, silently continuing on their way.

After a moment, Zhao Sheng could clearly hear, coming faintly from inside the palace, the booming sounds of many Cultivators vigorously breaking Magic Prohibitions, or perhaps a great melee was unfolding there.

In his line of sight, a Foundation Establishment Body Cultivator, clad in half-body Red Armor, rushed into the palace first.

Following, another figure in black robes, wearing a mask, also made their way using a golden bowl.

However, Zhao Sheng did not immediately proceed with a Flying Escape; instead, he shifted his gaze to a dilapidated stele lying on the ground nearby.

This stele was about ten feet long, approximately eight feet wide, and was significantly thick. No matter how it was perceived, it looked just like an ordinary green stone stele, dusty and covered in grime without a trace of Spiritual Energy, barely comparable even to the lowest quality materials used for Artifact Refining.

Thus, other Cultivators simply glanced at it as they passed by and ascended the mountain without pausing.

Yet, Zhao Sheng walked up to the stele to closely examine the runes on it.

“Qingyang…!”

Zhao Sheng struggled to read it. Unfortunately, the stele was severely damaged, and in the end, he could only make out two characters, as the rest were obliterated.

No wonder others glanced and left; the inscriptions on the stele were not only incomplete but were also written in Taiyi Spiritual Text.

Even in this era, the number of Cultivators in the Cultivation World who could understand Taiyi Spiritual Text was exceedingly few.

Had it been the unknown era before the ruin was destroyed, the number of Cultivators who could understand it would have been even fewer.

As Zhao Sheng pondered the meaning of the characters “Qingyang”, he absentmindedly grabbed the stele and pulled it upward with his right hand.

“Hmm? So heavy!”

Despite his immense strength, capable of lifting mountains, he could not move the stele.

Zhao Sheng, unbelieving, grasped both sides of the stele and exerted his shoulders, his feet immediately sinking deep into the ground.

The stele trembled massively, causing countless cracks to split open on the nearby ground.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the stele was finally pulled out.

Feeling the heavy sensation in his hands, Zhao Sheng’s brows twitched.

The stele looked only half a person tall, but it weighed at least fifty thousand pounds.

Zhao Sheng was about to lift the stele to store it in his Storage Bag.

But just at that moment, an unexpected change occurred.

The seemingly ordinary green stone stele suddenly buzzed, then emitted thousands of rays of rosy light.

Almost simultaneously, Zhao Sheng suddenly felt a heaviness in his hands, and his hands could no longer contain the stele.

With a “boom”, it fell back to its original place, creating a large depression as if a large mountain had landed, causing a huge pit to form.

Zhao Sheng’s ears rang, and at that moment, the interior of the stele suddenly emitted a series of cracking sounds.

“Eh, what’s this? Could it possibly be…” his heart startled, his eyes instantly narrowed.

He saw the surface of the stele cracking open with countless irregular fissures, at that moment countless gentle rays of rosy light ceaselessly burst forth from some of the deep cracks.