novelapdf Chapter 315 White Eyes, Fingers
Chapter 315 White Eyes, Fingers
"This junior will humbly obey the Dharma!"
Seeing that the other party was about to unleash a powerful supernatural ability, Zhang Lingyu bowed slightly and immediately retreated dozens of feet away.
Ordinary people would want to retreat to the edge of the cave in one breath, but the opportunity to see a Nascent Soul cultivator make a move at such close range is rare. Perhaps observing this could help one's own breakthrough.
After confirming that Zhang Lingyu had retreated, True Monarch Yunhe slowly stepped forward and placed his palm on the bronze door. A spiritual light flashed between his eyebrows, from which a jade mirror flew out and hovered above his head.
The natal magic weapon of a Nascent Soul cultivator!
The jade mirror scattered points of spiritual light from top to bottom. As the mirror became brighter, a phantom slowly condensed behind True Monarch Yunhe, growing to the same height as the bronze gate.
Although the face is very blurry, judging from the body shape, it is simply a larger version of this old man.
Zhang Lingyu's expression changed. Although he didn't know what kind of supernatural power this was, the fear that surrounded his heart grew stronger.
His intuition told him that if he got any closer, his physical body would be torn to shreds by the torrent of spiritual energy emanating from the phantom.
So they had to back down a bit more.
As the phantom became more solid and its face clearer, the entire cave began to show signs of collapse. Yunhe Zhenjun ignored this and kept his eyes closed in preparation.
A full quarter of an hour passed before the Nascent Soul cultivator finally made a move. He pushed forward with both arms with great force, and the Dharma body behind him followed suit, seemingly determined to close the bronze door in one fell swoop.
In an instant, countless rocks fell into the cave, and the airflow rushed back. Although Zhang Lingyu had the huge Dharma body in front of him to block the flow, he was still blown about.
Even so, the bronze door remained unmoved, and there was no sign of the gap closing.
"Even a Nascent Soul cultivator can't close such a small gap; will it require a Nascent Soul cultivator to come in person?"
"If the gap were any larger, perhaps only the resurrection of ancient cultivators could close it..."
Zhang Lingyu was shaken to his core and broke out in a cold sweat, but what followed was even more terrifying.
The bronze door, which should have remained unchanged, finally began to move under the powerful stimulation of True Monarch Yunhe.
More accurately, they have begun to fight back.
The yin energy that had been seeping in through the crack in the door suddenly surged, turning into several torrents of yin energy that poured back in.
Inside the cave, the density of the yin energy increased dramatically, rapidly transforming from a thin mist into a thick, viscous, inky fog that obscured visibility.
At the same time, the temperature was dropping to an extreme, and thick, dark blue frost began to condense on the rock walls, with even tiny ice crystals floating in the air.
Zhang Lingyu, who had originally relied on his cultivation level to resist, now felt a chill run down his spine as the bone-deep cold penetrated his protective spiritual shield and entered his body.
His expression changed, and he quickly summoned the Burning Yuan Heart Flame to envelop his entire body, preventing the Yin energy from entering and damaging his meridians.
However, this place is far beyond what can be described as an ordinary gathering place of yin energy. With the continuous flow of yin energy from the bronze gate, the environment of the entire cave is rapidly evolving into an extremely yin place!
That's not all; from the depths of the cave, faint, intermittent sounds began to rise.
It sounded like a woman's mournful weeping, a trapped beast's desperate roar, and a demon's triumphant smirk.
Several distinct yet equally captivating demonic sounds intertwined and grew louder, echoing and amplifying in the narrow cave, penetrating straight into the deepest part of one's consciousness.
Yunhe Zhenjun's expression changed drastically, and he roared:
"Boy, keep your mind steady. This is a bewitching demonic sound. If it invades your consciousness, at best your soul will be damaged, at worst your intelligence will be destroyed, turning you into an idiot! It's even possible that your divine consciousness will be completely worn away, turning you into a walking corpse!"
"I understand!" Zhang Lingyu dared not be negligent in the slightest. He understood this without the old man saying it.
He immediately activated the jade bead in his sea of consciousness that was specifically for protecting his soul, and at the same time mobilized his early-stage Golden Core consciousness to build a double defense and do his best to keep his mind clear.
The good times didn't last long; the demonic sound grew louder and more piercing, as if thousands of vengeful spirits were screaming in unison in my ears.
Within the sea of consciousness, a raging storm had already been stirred up, and the light of the jade bead swayed violently under the impact of the demonic sound.
The terrifying image of an endless sea of blood churned in his mind, followed by a sensual and decadent fantasy...
One after another, images that directly exposed the weaknesses of the human heart surfaced, impacting his mind and spirit.
These chaotic illusions ultimately transformed into a voice filled with endless allure, deeply imprinting itself into his consciousness:
"Give me your physical body... and I can guide you to ascend the supreme path, form your Nascent Soul and transform into a divine being, reaching the summit of this world..."
You will possess endless magical treasures, supreme status and fame; all the fairies and saints of the world will bow down at your feet...
Your family will rise to great heights and enjoy eternal prosperity because of you...
To achieve all this, all you need to do is open your mind; it's just a matter of a single thought...
The voice no longer came from the outside world, but rang out directly from the depths of his mind, full of magnetism, gentle and approachable, enticing him to give up resistance and sink into the promised peak of bliss.
"Get out of here!"
Zhang Lingyu's eyes were bloodshot. With just these words, the illusion and the words vanished, and the endless darkness was finally given a ray of light.
The view in front of me finally began to clear up slowly.
Yunhe Zhenjun remained standing before the bronze gate, his face pale and his breath growing increasingly weak.
The state of the physical body is also reflected. The towering Dharma body stands on the cave, but the spiritual light is getting dimmer and dimmer. The body is getting shorter and the face is starting to blur.
It looks like they won't be able to hold out for much longer.
Fortunately, the gaps in the bronze door had already closed somewhat, and if the old man were given more time, it would be completely closed.
But things are never that simple. In Zhang Lingyu's vision, through the crack, he could see an eye emerging from the endless yin energy, curiously observing this world through the fissure.
The eyes had no pupils, only endless white.
The two, from different worlds, only exchanged a glance before Zhang Lingyu felt her blood surging and vomited a large amount of blood.
Fortunately, it was only for a moment, and he immediately looked away, thus preventing further disaster.
"He's definitely a powerful cultivator from another world. Just one glance from him and I was seriously injured, but thankfully my foundation wasn't damaged." He smiled bitterly to himself, quickly swallowing a few pills, which made him feel a little better.
Yunhe Zhenjun also noticed those eyes, which were filled with shock. He knew that the commotion inside the bronze door had attracted the attention of the other side, and they were probably about to intervene.
If we don't hurry, the door will not only fail to close, but the gap will widen even further.
Then the powerful being on the other side can send a clone over to completely annihilate them!
Sure enough, a faint, pale finger gripped the door from the inside out, then a second, then a third.
If the door gap weren't too small, my whole palm would probably have to stick out.
"Damn it, I can't worry about that now. The damage's done, I'll just ask the sect leader for compensation later!"
Yunhe Zhenjun cursed under his breath. His already withered body shrank even further, and strands of bright red essence blood floated out from between his eyebrows. After merging into the jade mirror above his head, the illusory image of his Dharma body behind him returned to its peak.
"Boom!"
After a brief standoff, the immovable bronze door suddenly and heavily closed inward a crack!
The three fingers that had forcibly reached through the crack in the door also retracted one of them. A moment later, as the bronze door continued to close, the remaining finger reluctantly rubbed against the door frame and slowly withdrew.
But that's all.
The last finger held on firmly, remaining unmoved no matter how the door trembled and closed, showing no sign of yielding.
"If you don't want to go back, then never go back!"
A palm-sized talisman, crackling with purple-white lightning, flew out from his chest and transformed into a bolt of purple-white lightning, precisely attaching itself to the back of that stubbornly refusing-to-return finger!
"boom!"
An indescribably terrifying thunderstorm erupted from the point of contact. The thick, viscous yin energy inside the cave surged violently under the supreme yang power of the thunder, turning into countless wisps of black smoke that dissipated into the world.
Thousands of purple and white lightning snakes surged wildly across my fingers, burning them black at a visible speed, revealing the underlying finger bones!
"roar!"
A roar, indistinguishable as either pain or rage, came from behind the door as the enormous vertical pupil shook violently. The entire bronze door began to tremble violently, the spiritual light on the door frame flickering and groaning under the strain.
What's chilling is that the second finger, which had already retracted, is showing alarming signs of forcibly breaking through the crack in the door again and sticking out once more.
Just then, another thick bolt of lightning struck rapidly, hitting the first finger that was already on the verge of breaking.
Without a doubt, it was Zhang Lingyu.
Behind him, the six Xuan Ting flying swords flickered erratically, their lightning rapidly diminishing, and even cracks beginning to appear...
Even if one's own strength is too weak to be of any use, it is still better than doing nothing.
"This boy is certainly decisive!"
When Yunhe Zhenjun saw this, he was greatly surprised. He couldn't expect Zhang Lingyu, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, to play any role. At the very least, a Golden Core cultivator would be able to help.
Fortunately, lightning is the most domineering force in the world, and even lightning at the Foundation Establishment level can have some effect.
After a stalemate lasting for a full quarter of an hour, the powerful being behind the door, seemingly unwilling to leave his fingers behind, finally withdrew them all.
At that moment, with a loud bang, the bronze door finally closed completely under the force of the True Monarch Yunhe's Dharma Body!
The old man didn't stop, continuing to cast spells and make hand gestures. Only after all the restrictive patterns on the door lit up and he was sure there was no unusual activity did he finally relax.
"I've really lost out this time. I've lost at least a hundred years of cultivation. I must make the sect leader compensate me. And that Nine Heavens Thunder Talisman, that's my most treasured possession!" He plopped down on the ground, took out a wine gourd from his waist, and kept pouring wine into his mouth while sighing.
Zhang Lingyu didn't dare to go forward and disturb them, choosing to recover from her injuries on the spot. Although she was in great danger from the demonic sound and the yin energy, fortunately, her physical body and soul were not in too much trouble.
On the contrary, after experiencing this ordeal, I have improved a lot and am more confident in facing my inner demons.
"But my flying sword... I'm afraid it will need several years of nurturing to recover."
His mouth was full of bitterness, and his palm kept touching the cracks on the flying sword. In order to deal with that powerful finger, the lightning accumulated over many years has been released, and the sword has been damaged. Fortunately, it is not beyond repair and can be thrown into the lightning storage pool.
Nearly two hours later, Zhang Lingyu looked at True Monarch Yunhe, who was slowly getting up, and cautiously asked, "Senior, is this considered settled?"
"It's temporarily resolved..."
The old man's complexion had improved considerably, and he began to mumble:
"This time I lost a hundred years of cultivation. If this is not resolved, I will really curse my grandson. Now the gate is closed, and I have reinforced the seal on the gate. It can be said that I have returned to the scene of ancient times."
"It's almost impossible for that powerful being from another world to reopen the rift, but that's only a temporary solution. The only way to completely solve the problem is to destroy the passage altogether."
"Then... how can we destroy this passage?"
"Destruction is possible, but the cost is too high for us to bear. We are only reinforcing the seal based on what our predecessors did. Don't worry, as long as the seal is intact, they won't be able to break in." Faced with this, the old man was silent for a moment before giving this answer that was not really an answer.
In short, the cultivators of Central Continent currently have no intention of sacrificing their own strength and sect's resources to destroy it; they only want to muddle through by sealing it away...
In their eyes, this seal has been able to suppress the passage since ancient times and will continue to do so in the future. So what if there is a crack? We can just reinforce it again.
This has happened before, and there have been several other gaps that were much larger than this one. We still managed to resolve them together.
"I know what you're worried about, but since the passage here has been resealed, there shouldn't be any problems in the short term. I'll set up another array here later to prevent outsiders from sabotaging it."
Yunhe Zhenjun sighed:
"My Tianyan Sect is a renowned sect in the Central Continent and one of the signatories of the ancient covenant. We would not ignore this place; otherwise, I would not be here today."
"Senior went to great lengths, sacrificing a century of cultivation, to completely seal this place. This junior has witnessed such righteousness and has the utmost respect for you!"
"Alright, alright, no need for flattery. You're not bad either. It's quite an achievement for a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator to remain conscious amidst that demonic sound. To reach the level of early Golden Core cultivators with a Foundation Establishment body is quite a fortunate little fellow."
On the surface, True Lord Yunhe remained unmoved, but inwardly he was quite pleased with these words, and continued:
"You are assisting me in reinforcing the seal. Even though your strength is weak and you have not made any progress, your courage is beyond the reach of ordinary people. If it were anyone else, they would have been on the ground or fled long ago."
"It is truly a rare and precious fate that we met here. In addition, you suffered considerable injuries while assisting me. Therefore, it is only right and proper that I express my gratitude."
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