I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy-Chapter 941 - 395: Eternal Life Immortal World, Truth Wizard_2
Chapter 941 -395: Eternal Life Immortal World, Truth Wizard_2
“These mists can devour spiritual energy, they must be a type of bizarre life form,” the hoarse-voiced young Spirit Transformation cultivator said while continuing to sense the three Purple-Li Demon Insects.
After crossing over the mysterious fog, the three demon insects went towards the mountains, and after entering a certain palace on the outskirts, they never came out again.
“They’re dead,” the hoarse young man suddenly said, “the emotions conveyed by the Purple-Li Demon Insects before their death were filled with fear.”
“There is something terrifying inside that palace.”
Once he said this, the hoarse youth said no more and looked towards Leader Zhu Sui, who was in charge of this exploration.
Zhu Sui took a deep breath, “What are your thoughts, everyone?”
The most robust cultivator among the ten, carrying a long sword on his back, raised his eyelid, “Of course, we should continue and break through. We’ve come this far; do you think we would retreat and leave content?”
His words gained the approval of the other cultivators, and even the hoarse youth who lost three Purple-Li Demon Insects showed no sign of backing down.
“Good, if that is the case, then let’s go in and explore the reality of this place.”
“As for this dim fog, although it’s a hindrance, it gathers too slowly. We should easily be able to get through it.”
“Additionally, just now, Fellow Daoist Chen has already discovered that the palaces in the mountains are dangerous. After we go in, let’s not split up; first, let’s take care of the source of danger before looking for Spiritual Items individually. Does this sound good?”
Naturally, nobody objected, and seeing this, Zhu Sui took out a Spiritual Talisman and slapped it onto himself. Then he stepped forward and plunged into the dim fog, and at the same time, a beam of Spirit Light emerged on his body, but like the Purple-Li Demon Insects before, the Spirit Light weakened. However, Zhu Sui’s speed was more than twice that of the demon insects, and only half of the Spiritual Talisman’s energy was consumed when he had already passed through the mysterious fog.
With him setting an example, the other cultivators showed off their divine abilities, some relying on Spiritual Talismans, some using Spiritual Treasures for protection, some using Sword Intent to hold off.
Han Yi’s eyes flickered and he did not shrink back; what he had encountered so far was still far from enough to make him flee. His mana surged forth, slapping onto his body as he crossed through the fog. The grey-white light produced by the Four Origins Tao Skills was like a Protective Divine Light, easily withstanding the invasion of the fog.
The sophistication of his use of this Magic Skill caused the cultivators to take a second glance.
Speaking of which.
Out of the ten Spirit Transformation cultivators, only Han Yi was considered an outsider. Although they did not question Zhu Sui’s decision, they were also paying attention to Han Yi’s actions, and now seeing him easily get past, they nodded in acknowledgment.
Seeing that everyone easily overcame the barrier of the mysterious fog and entered the range of the mountains, Zhu Sui took the lead towards a palace on the outer side of the mountains, a few hundred meters away, with the cultivators following behind.
After Han Yi crossed the mysterious fog, his heart abruptly alarmed; right after he crossed the barrier of the Spirit Realm, he felt something was amiss, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint it. Now, standing in a place closer to the mountains, he finally realized what was not right.
Death Intent.
Yes.
This world was permeated with an ambience of death, a Death Intent which did not concern the surrounding silence or the withering of spirit plants, but was akin to the Death Intent in the Life and Death Realm that he cultivated in his Divine Aperture through the Ancient God System—a Law-level Death Intent.
Some mysterious being was exerting a Law of Death similar to the Death Intent, corrupting this piece of the Immortal Spirit Realm. That dim fog outside was permeated with the ambience of death, but Han Yi had not previously considered this aspect.
While Han Yi’s thoughts were surging, the cultivators had already approached the palace where the Purple-Li Demon Insects met their death. The robust middle-aged Spirit Transformation cultivator, previously carrying the long sword, had already taken the lead. With a flash of sternness on his face, he drew his sword and chopped.
The long sword, about two meters, was a heavy sword. When it slashed down, the sword light fell like a waterfall, slanted and spilling forth, the spiritual energy not exploding, but instead, concentrated and focused.
Boom!
With this strike, the entire palace exploded, yet did not affect the other palaces.
The precision of his control was astonishing.
“Huh?”
Within the ruins of the exploded palace enveloped in dim fog, several figures suddenly staggered to their feet.
“No, that’s not right. These figures have no breath of life,” the hoarse Spirit Transformation young man exclaimed. Since his Purple-Li Demon Insects had passed through the dim fog, he was most sensitive to changes in their aura, and the first thing he took note of was this.
At his exclamation, the other cultivators reacted, and the robust youth slapped his sword, whipping up a gust of wind that whooshed through. However, the dim fog that had appeared over the ruins of the palace still stood immovable, unaffected by the wind.
“Hmph, playing tricks.”
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An elderly Spirit Transformation cultivator sneered, pulled out a Three-legged Golden Fining Pot, and struck it heavily. From the cauldron flowed golden flames, as if with a life of their own, rushing towards the dim fog.
With loud sizzling sounds, the golden flames and the dim fog instantly annihilated each other.
The elderly Spirit Transformation cultivator looked pained; those golden flames had cost him a great deal to condense, and with this one move, at least a third was gone.
With the dim fog gone, those staggering figures fell back down, but after just three breaths, they stood up again. With the fog dissipated, everyone clearly saw what these figures were.
“They’re skeletons, Undead Skeletons,” Zhu Sui exclaimed, his face drastically changing.
Hearing this, everyone’s faces shifted.
“It’s the work of the Wizards from the Eternal Life Immortal World.”
“Damn it.”
“How many years has it been since we’ve heard of a piece of the Immortal Spirit World of the Eternal Life Immortal World drifting into our Daluo Immortal Realm.”
“This trip is a loss.”
Han Yi originally thought that their changing expressions signified danger, but after listening to their conversation, he immediately realized their reactions were not due to danger, but the disappointment of finding this journey’s loot to be extremely scarce, or even non-existent, hence their collective dismay.
