Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 424 201: Entering the Door

On this day, the weather was clear, the sun blared down fiercely, and it was extremely hot.

But for the cultivators gathered here, such high temperatures had no effect. Although they could not achieve eternal life, they were still impervious to the extremes of cold and heat at their level of cultivation.

At the moment, their eyes were gleaming as they stared at the gate in the sky, with spatial currents violently surging around it, making the space near the gate ripple like water.

However, everyone's faces were filled with joy, for this signified that the spatial turbulence was about to stabilize, which also meant they would be able to step through the mysterious gate.

Soon, the violent fluctuations subsided, and the light emanating from the gate vanished in an instant. The once illusory gate was now completely solidified, unadorned and simple, lacking the previous dazzling brilliance.

But the crowd was ecstatic, with countless figures rushing towards the gate. Some even used various spells in an attempt to obstruct others, for these people were all competitors.

Suddenly, a piercing scream rang out, the sound eerie and terrifying, sending chills down the spine of anyone who heard it. A giant black ghost head danced in midair, its gaping maw and sharp fangs gleaming like steel swords, emitting a strange and ghastly cry that caused those charging at the gate to slow down involuntarily.

Atop the ghost head, a middle-aged Scholar and a woman holding peach blossoms were looking down at the crowd indifferently.

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"It's the Ghost Scholar and the Peach Blossom Maiden!" someone recognized the two, both of whom could be considered strong figures in the Cultivation Realm recently.

Watching the people close behind them, the Peach Blossom Maiden's face revealed a trace of a smile. With a gentle wave of the peach blossoms in her hand, a rich fragrance enveloped everyone.

Those who smelled the fragrance immediately blushed, their gazes towards those around them changing, forcing them to stop and use their own mana to suppress the intoxicating aroma that had entered their bodies.

Some with weaker willpower could no longer control their desires and began to commit unspeakable acts upon those nearest to them.

Seeing this, the Peach Blossom Maiden covered her mouth and giggled, her voice crisp and carrying a peculiar rhythm that entered everyone's ears, reigniting the suppressed desires.

The onlookers who were watching this scene were stunned, never expecting to witness such a spectacle here. Those who had been affected probably wished they could die from embarrassment once they returned to their senses.

Two little ones watched the scene with innocent eyes, seemingly very curious. Xiao Qi hurriedly covered their eyes.

Liu Qingyun, upon witnessing this, turned an iron shade of blue. He snorted softly, yet the sound was like thunder, rumbling across the sky. Those who had been affected instantly felt a piercing pain in their bodies, which dispersed the rising desires.

The Peach Blossom Maiden, who was flying in the air, trembled uncontrollably upon hearing the cold huff—it was as though she had encountered the most terrifying thing in her life. The thunder not only rang out across the sky but also in her heart, making her spit out a mouthful of fresh blood involuntarily.

She looked down in terror and saw Liu Qingyun's icy eyes. Behind him, she saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, an army of thousands, and also a dazzling silver long spear. The fear from the depths of her soul almost brought her to her knees in midair; had the Ghost Scholar not quickly supported her, she would have knelt.

The Ghost Scholar also beheld Liu Qingyun, the light emanating from his Primordial Spirit preventing him from looking directly. A voice within him screamed madness: Do not look any further, you will die, you will die.

However, Liu Qingyun had no intention of making a move; he simply wanted to teach them a lesson for sullying the eyes of his two younger disciples.

Seeing that Liu Qingyun did not strike, Ghost Scholar performed a light bow on the ghost's head as a sign of gratitude for the great favor, then rode upon the ghost's head and flew into the grand entrance.

"Such terrifying strength!" the old beggar exclaimed as he watched Ghost Scholar and Peach Blossom Maiden disappear into the distance.

However, Golden Snake Granny laughed and said, "After all, they are renowned experts; of course, they're formidable."

"I'm not talking about them."

Golden Snake Granny immediately looked puzzled and asked, "If not them, who are you talking about?"

"Of course, I'm referring to the person who just spoke out and broke Peach Blossom Maiden's spell. With just a cold snort, she nearly knelt on the ground. I fear that only the Immortal Master in the Imperial Palace possesses such power," the old beggar said with a sigh.

"I wonder who this extraordinary individual is, so powerful and yet not seen entering the tomb first."

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the old beggar's face: "In the presence of such figures, what we deem precious treasures worth risking our lives for might be nothing more than trifles to them. That's why he could enter with such composure. Enough talk, we should enter as well!"

As he spoke, he gently spat out, and a Fire Dragon surged across the sky. The old beggar took Golden Snake Granny's hand, leapt onto the Fire Dragon, and flew towards the grand entrance.

"Beggar Hero and Golden Snake Granny? How did they end up together?" someone asked, perplexed. Although both were famous experts, they didn't seem to have much to do with each other.

"Young man, you don't know the story, do you? Many years ago, these two were close to discussing marriage. Unfortunately, fate played its tricks, and a series of mistakes kept them apart. Otherwise, there might have been another pair of immortal lovers in the Three Realms," an older person, who had lived through those times, said with a sigh upon seeing the two standing together again.

As the Fire Dragon soared across the sky, the blistering flames heated the air around it. Recognizing the respected figure, the crowd cleared a path; after all, even if they wanted to block it, they couldn't.

The old beggar and Golden Snake Granny rode the Fire Dragon, rushing into the grand entrance, followed by many others who took to the air.

Suddenly, a huge cauldron appeared in the sky above those who had leaped into the air, trapping them inside the cauldron. A Taoist in tattered robes with a beard like a rat's whiskers and a horsetail whisk in hand appeared next to the entrance, a faint smile spreading across his gaunt face.

"If you wish to pass this way, leave something for the toll!" a cheap-sounding voice reverberated through the heavens, causing an uproar among the crowd.

"Scabby Taoist, what do you mean by this?" someone from the crowd recognized the newcomer's identity. This individual had become a unique character in the Cultivation Realm recently, fond of doing utterly shameless deeds and lacking the dignity befitting a cultivator.

But his strength was not weak, and he possessed a strange cauldron as his Magical Treasure, leaving many people helpless against him. This had only emboldened him to be more brazen in his swindling, theft, and robbery, covering every base.

He was now infamous, finding himself in the situation where everyone wanted to strike him down.