My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times-Chapter 100 - 88: Casually Slaying a Celestial Human, a Daoist Monarch Suddenly Arrives
Some leaned on swords, some held sabers, some raised hammers. They were all different. The only thing they had in common was that the questions for their trials were all exactly the same.
However, essentially no one answered correctly. After the bronze statues collapsed on their own, they were all pulled here by a force in the passage.
"Since every tomb passage has a trial... did anyone pass?"
The Celestial Human from the Demon Race was the first to snap out of it, asking loudly.
Everyone shook their heads one by one. But Sakata Izumi, who had been a bit dazed, stepped forward and took a sharp breath:
"Someone from our group did!"
"Oh?"
The Demon Race Celestial Human flickered and appeared before him, asking in a grave voice: 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
"Who was it?"
"It was a boy named Wu Xiaoxu." Sakata Izumi said respectfully, "After he passed the trial, the bronze statue collapsed, revealing two passages: one leading up and one leading down. We were directed to the lower passage, while he took the upper one."
After a pause, he explained:
"However, the three Celestial Humans with us broke free from the pull and chased after that Wu Xiaoxu into the upper passage."
Beside them, Chong Shanhu also stepped forward and recounted the process of how Wu Xiaoxu had answered the question.
Everyone looked at each other, then began to whisper amongst themselves. ’Wu Xiaoxu...’
A Celestial Human patted the Qingxin Temple Master on the shoulder and asked:
"He’s that nephew of yours, isn’t he? What incredible luck. To think he happened to have read the historical records related to the trial..."
The Qingxin Daoist chuckled but did not reply.
At the same time, the Demon Race Celestial Human also walked over, stared at him, and said:
"When your nephew shows up, have him hand over the opportunity he received. Understand?"
"Yes, yes, of course, I understand..." the Qingxin Daoist replied with a simple and honest expression, his face revealing nothing.
The Demon Race Celestial Human nodded in satisfaction, then swept his gaze around, his eyes finally landing on the center of the plaza.
He studied it intently and asked:
"What is that?"
Everyone followed his gaze. In the middle of the plaza was a huge stone platform, and on it stood eighty-one armored bronze statues, each holding a sword and covered in a thick layer of dust.
The crowd observed it for a moment, but seeing nothing out of the ordinary, they all looked away.
Just then, an elderly Celestial Human, looking thoughtful, said:
"Since there are trials in this great tomb, there must be more than one, and surely no shortage of opportunities... Shall we press forward?"
"But which way do we go?" another person asked, pointing ahead. "There are two large gates, two passages. How do we choose?"
Wang Zhiyao looked up and gazed into the distance. There were indeed two gates. On one was carved the word ’Human’, and on the other, the word ’Celestial’.
Two Celestial Humans stepped forward and tried to push the Human Gate and the Celestial Gate, respectively. The Celestial Gate was pushed open, but the Human Gate remained motionless, no matter how much force they used.
"What’s going on?" someone asked in confusion.
"Let me try."
Wang Zhiyao stepped forward, walked to the Human Gate, and gave it a gentle push.
The gate that wouldn’t budge no matter how hard the Celestial Human had pushed just moments before, now swung wide open with a RUMBLE.
"Just as I thought," she said. "The Human Gate corresponds to the mortal realm. Although those at the Jade Tower realm are Cultivators, they are still considered mortal. Celestial Humans, on the other hand, are no longer so."
The Celestial Human standing beside her froze for a moment. He took a tentative step forward but was blocked by an invisible array, unable to enter the Human Gate.
Wang Zhiyao, in contrast, stepped in and then back out without any obstruction whatsoever.
Everyone understood.
"All Celestial Humans, follow me," the Demon Race Celestial Human said. "As for those who have not reached the Climbing the Divine Ladder Realm... you follow... you. Yes, you."
He pointed at Sakata Izumi. He recalled that this young man was from Sakata Heavy Industries, which was their greatest ally within the Great Wall.
As he thought of this, a shadow crossed the Demon Race Celestial Human’s face. ’If only Hou Qingshan hadn’t died...’
He scanned the crowd and gave a sudden, cold snort. It was a pity that human named Lu Xuan hadn’t come.
The crowd quickly split into two groups. Before they departed, the Demon Race Celestial Human spoke coldly to the group of prodigies:
"On this journey, no matter what opportunities you encounter or what incidents occur, all of you will listen to Sakata Izumi. If I find out after we leave that anyone caused trouble..."
A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he released his imposing aura. Wang Zhiyao and the others found it difficult to breathe.
Most of them looked displeased. ’Listen to Sakata Izumi?’
But no one dared to speak up in protest; they all chose to remain silent.
After all, outside the great tomb, three Earth Immortals were watching like tigers stalking their prey. And whether it was the Earth Immortal from Sakata Heavy Industries or Kong Jisheng, both of them sided with the Demon Immortals...
Soon, the two groups entered the Human Gate and the Celestial Gate, respectively. The vast plaza fell silent once more, leaving only the eighty-one armored bronze figures on the stone platform, standing motionless as they had for ages.
...
「Meanwhile, in downtown East Sea City.」
"Something feels off," Ao Chengzhong frowned, gazing at the Celestial Vault.
In the sky, the clouds and mist that had been scattered by the great winds stirred up by the Celestial Humans walking on air had now gathered again, churning violently like an ocean tide.
"Director Ao," Yan Jiangxue said, turning her head to the side and asking curiously, "What feels off?"
Ao Chengzhong’s brows were tightly knit. After a long moment, he finally said:
"I can’t quite put my finger on it, but I have this heavy feeling in my heart... That alone speaks volumes."
At his realm and level, a whim would never come without reason. His Spiritual Sense was already powerful to a terrifying degree.
And for something to make an Earth Immortal of Ao Chengzhong’s caliber feel such pressure in his heart...
He raised his head again, looking toward the Celestial Vault.
The clouds had already been stained with a pitch-black hue. Occasional tendrils of lightning could be seen writhing within, as if it were about to rain—a torrential downpour.
"The calm before the storm," Ao Chengzhong murmured, but the warning bells in his mind were ringing incessantly.
Yan Jiangxue thought for a moment and said:
"I’m going to call my dad."
She dialed a number, but the call didn’t go through.
The young woman was a bit surprised. She lifted her phone and looked at it, saying in astonishment:
"No signal? But that’s..."
It was the year 6823. Although humanity hadn’t focused too much on developing technology due to the resurgence of the great era and the reappearance of cultivation, they still had battleships that sailed through space and three colonized planets!
So how could there be no basic cell signal?
From the oceans to the valleys, and even to the Moon, Taibai, and Ying Huo—there should be signal coverage in every corner!
Ao Chengzhong paused, and when he discovered his own phone had also lost its signal, his expression turned completely grave.
He thought for a moment, then soared into the air and walked upon the void. In a mere instant, he was far away from East Sea City, and his phone signal returned.
But when he turned back, Ao Chengzhong was stunned to find that East Sea City... was gone.
Or rather, it was shrouded in layers of black clouds, interwoven with lightning, dim and shadowy.
Just like Qianlong City seven years ago.
"A domain?"
His face fell. Without a second thought, not even having time to make a phone call, he charged back into East Sea City, grabbed Yan Jiangxue, and prepared to flee!
But the rain had already begun to fall from the sky.
As the rain fell, the array formed. Celestial Humans would be hard-pressed to see through it, and Earth Immortals would find it difficult to escape.
...
「The Origin.」
The corpse of the old Celestial Human floated lifelessly in the void, while Lu Xuan’s mouth hung open in utter astonishment.
He stared at the Daoist before him for a long moment before he finally stammered:
"Third... Third Martial Uncle?"
"What are you doing here?"
Before him, the Lame Daoist staggered forward with a cryptic smile.
"My dear disciple, still calling me Martial Uncle?"
