Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 672 - 319 Forbidden Land? Or the Netherworld?_1

This was a desolate, silent world, plunged in darkness without the light of day. A dense black mist enveloped everything between heaven and earth. Wang Xiu looked around, seemingly unable to spot a single trace of life.

This place… such a potent aura of death?

A look of shock flashed through his eyes. Here, between heaven and earth, it seemed that the auras of all other laws had become extremely weak, even difficult to perceive. There was only the intent of death, and it was unmistakably clear.

Wang Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly. As he lifted his hand, the Asura Heaven Punishment Sword unsheathed, sending a dazzling beam of sword energy straight into the sky, piercing the fog. With Wang Xiu's current Cultivation Level and mastery of the Sword Dao, a casual strike could easily reach ten thousand miles. But now, in this eerie environment, that sword energy seemed to be continuously eroded by the endless black mist, dissipating into nothing after traveling only several hundred miles.

Not only that, but Wang Xiu could also distinctly feel invisible beings in the black mist clinging to his flesh, constantly gnawing at and devouring his Life Essence.

Fortunately, his physical body was peerlessly powerful, having already reached the realm of Dao Body Spiritualization. Without even needing to circulate the Primordial Bo Tian Scripture, flickers of divine radiance emanated from him, pulsing with an immortal will that dispelled the black mist.

"This truly is a land of death," Wang Xiu said, his expression grave.

This black mist didn't look particularly lethal, but if an ordinary cultivator were here, no matter how high their cultivation, they would struggle to withstand its erosive power, which was akin to constant dripping wearing away a stone. Not even the protective holy light of a Saint Manifestation expert would be enough. He feared that even experts at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage would not escape death if they remained here for too long.

Wang Xiu turned his head. The peach forest formation, which had been obscured by clouds and mist when he arrived, was gone.

That gateway has closed...

Purple light flickered in his eyes as the power of the Origin of Zhulong coursed through his body. Any slight change in the void fell under his scrutiny, unable to escape his gaze. He was certain that there was no way back. If he wanted to leave this place, he would have to find another way.

"No wonder this place is known as a forbidden land," Wang Xiu let out a long breath, sighing with emotion. "But… this shouldn't be too much for me!"

With a thought, he activated the Taixu Divine Concealment Spell. Invisible ripples spread out, immediately enveloping his entire body. In an instant, his aura completely vanished from this world. The Spiritual Mist could no longer sense his life force and stopped swarming toward him. The corrosive effect on his physical body was minimized. The slight damage he sustained was instantly repaired as divine light flowed across his skin. This demonstrated the terrifying recovery power born from the combination of the Primordial Bo Tian Scripture and Dao Body Spiritualization.

Seeing this, Wang Xiu's gaze focused. The Taixu Divine Concealment Spell is truly worthy of being called a concealment technique that can deceive even the Heavenly Dao. It's infinitely marvelous!

He had to admit, this secret technique was a great help. In tandem with the Ten Thousand Demonic Transformations Art, it had allowed him to single-handedly toy with numerous powerful factions with ancient legacies after arriving in the Nine Heavens. In critical moments, its life-saving capabilities were unparalleled.

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Wang Xiu no longer dwelled on his feelings. He focused his mind and continued deeper into the land.

The deeper he went, the stronger the corrosive force became. Within the dense black mist, Wang Xiu's Divine Sense swept out and seemed to catch fleeting glimpses of massive, terrifying shadows whose auras were chillingly cold. The dense aura of death was everywhere. The ground where Wang Xiu stood was like a desert wasteland. He had not seen a single sign of life along his entire journey.

He walked for an unknown amount of time before he suddenly stopped and looked down. Under a pitch-black rock, a delicate sprout was poking its head out.

Vitality? No!

The sprout wasn't green, nor did it have the slightest trace of life. Instead, it was permeated with a thick aura of death, its entire form emitting a withered, purple-brown light.

Wang Xiu's eyes flickered as he gently touched the sprout with his finger.

WHOOSH!

The sprout, originally the size of a fingernail, suddenly erupted, transforming into a man-eating flower over ten feet tall with razor-sharp teeth. A terrifying chill swept through the area as its gaping maw descended, attempting to engulf Wang Xiu whole.

Wang Xiu's expression remained unchanged. The finger he had extended clenched into a fist, and he threw a punch.

BOOM!

His terrifying vitality erupted, taking the form of a True Dragon and shaking the very void. The ten-foot-tall man-eating flower was instantly torn to pieces.

But the next moment, something strange happened. All the shattered remnants of the flower, swept up in the rich aura of death, began to converge as if caught in a wind. Within moments, the man-eating flower had restored itself to its original form before shrinking back down into the initial tiny sprout.

A glint flashed in Wang Xiu's eyes. Undying?

He stood up slowly, lost in thought. A light twinkled between his eyebrows as his majestic Divine Sense surged forth, splitting into more than a dozen rays of spiritual light that shot out in all directions. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"This death aura seems to only affect living things. As for Divine Sense… it has no effect," Wang Xiu observed, muttering to himself. "It seems this so-called forbidden land isn't as frightening for me as it would be for others."

Taking a step back, even if his physical body were one day completely corroded, he still possessed the heritage of the Ancient Spirit Clan. He could survive, and even continue to cultivate, with only his Divine Sense Body.

But only Wang Xiu would dare make such a claim. Others lacked the Taixu Divine Concealment Spell to evade the concentrated assault of the omnipresent death aura. They didn't have the powerful physique and regenerative abilities of Dao Body Spiritualization, nor did they possess a nearly indestructible Divine Sense Body. In a place like this, their chances of survival would be slim. Even if they were brash and arrogant in the outside world, they would be completely helpless here.

The strength and tenacity of the Ancient Spirit Clan were legendary. Even in those ancient and glorious times, there were few methods capable of truly annihilating one of their members. They were nearly immortal.

His Divine Sense continued to spread, divide, spread again, and divide again. Soon, it had split into thousands upon thousands of parts, searching far and wide across this seemingly boundless world.

After a long while, Wang Xiu opened his eyes with a flash of light and vanished into nothingness.

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The lake was still, without a single ripple. The water itself was clearly colorless, but under the heavy shroud of black fog, it looked like ink, inducing a sense of unease. With a flash of light, Wang Xiu strode forward, looking down at the lake beneath his feet without a word.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura swept in from not far away, its power irresistible and devastating.

At least a being at the Saint Realm or higher!

"Go!" Wang Xiu's eyes blazed. With a flick of his finger, the Asura Heaven Punishment Sword became a piercing streak of light that tore through the air. The light transformed into a vast Blood Sea where countless wronged souls drifted, instantly enveloping the ambushing figure.

AWOOOO—

Wave after wave of sword energy surged. Inhuman wails resounded from within the Blood Sea.

Wang Xiu focused his gaze and saw a figure struggling within.

Someone here?

He was quite surprised. With a thought, the Asura Heaven Punishment Sword transformed into a sword cord, firmly binding the struggling figure.