txolops Chapter 46 Entering the Central District! Bloodshed and carnage!
Chapter 46 Entering the Central District! Bloodshed and carnage!
Chapter 46 Entering the Central District! Bloodshed and carnage!
However, the news later leaked out, and under pressure from the other six sects, the Hidden Moon Sect had no choice but to hand over the treasure, making it a shared possession of the seven major sects.
It was then taken over by seven factions in rotation.
Each time the forbidden area opens, the disciples of the sect holding the treasure must use the treasure orb to dispel the fog of the ring mountain at a pre-arranged time, under the supervision of representatives from other sects.
No one may rush or delay.
"This time—the Moon Sun Pearl is in the hands of a disciple from Tianque Fortress."
Lin Chuan recalled the information he received before the forbidden area opened: "The agreed time for its use is the third day after entering the forbidden area."
And now, it's only been a short time since the second day.
"There is still plenty of time."
Lin Chuan's mind was clear.
Rather than risking approaching the outer edge of the crater where many experts may have already gathered, it would be better to conserve your strength and keep yourself at your peak.
On the third day, after the Moon Pearl dispels most of the fog, we can enter the crater again. With my superior divine sense and the speed of my Cloud-Stepping Boots, I might be able to seize more opportunities.
Once he made up his mind, he calmed himself down completely and quietly adjusted his breathing to recover in the hidden canopy, like a patient hunter waiting for the best opportunity to arrive.
While Lin Chuan remained hidden in the dense forest outside the central area.
South of the central area.
A place where there is yellow sand everywhere.
Two disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect, a man and a woman, were using ice spikes to repeatedly stab the sand in a small area.
They seem to be searching for something.
but.
Half a day later, there was still no result.
"Where has that bitch gone! When I find her, I'll gouge her eyes out!"
The female disciple was beautiful and charming, but her words were extremely vicious and cruel.
"Junior sister, let's forget about it! The time we agreed upon with the sect is almost up—"
The male disciple spoke somewhat timidly, seemingly quite afraid of his junior sister.
"Hmph! It's all your fault, you good-for-nothing! You couldn't even keep an eye on a little girl at the tenth level of her cultivation technique. If word gets out, people will laugh at my sister and me, the Twin Beauties of Hidden Moon!"
"Honestly, how could our sect let such a good-for-nothing as my cultivation partner!"
The woman was fine when she didn't listen to the man, but as soon as she heard him, she angrily pointed at the male disciple's nose and scolded him.
The male disciple blushed deeply as he spoke.
But there seemed to be nothing they could do.
But that's all talk.
The female disciple still dared not continue the search, after all, delaying the sect's important affairs would result in punishment even if she had a special status.
But the woman was still somewhat unwilling to leave this place in such a dejected manner.
After hesitating for a while, she gritted her teeth and took out a blue talisman.
Looking at the talisman, she gave a sinister smile, suddenly threw it behind her, and then darted away.
They stopped and looked back when they were several dozen feet away.
The male disciple also ran away quickly.
At this moment, the talisman had transformed into a giant black cloud, tens of feet in size, completely obscuring the sky above the area.
Then, the weather in the vicinity suddenly turned cold, becoming extremely frigid.
Before long, countless glittering, enormous icicles began to fall from the dark clouds, gradually increasing in speed, and soon filled this small area with them.
After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
The dark clouds gradually dispersed.
At this moment, the entire sandy area was crystal clear.
The female disciple opened her eyes wide and scanned the sandy ground where there was almost no place to stand, but found nothing unusual.
Her face darkened with resentment, and she snapped at the male disciple before sullenly leading the way away. Her so-called cultivation partner naturally followed closely behind.
The woman from the Hidden Moon Sect, who had already left, did not notice that in a corner of the sandy area, where icicles were scattered everywhere, a thin stream of crimson liquid was seeping out.
Half an hour later, as the crimson color began to expand, a small, round mound suddenly appeared in the yellow sand.
And it is getting taller and taller, and more and more obvious.
Finally, the sandbag tumbled violently, and a woman in a green dress rolled out of it. A thin ice pick was stuck in her shoulder, and blood was flowing freely, covering half of her body.
The woman clutched a yellow silk handkerchief tightly in her hand, which shimmered with light.
The woman slowly climbed to her feet, looked at the wound on her shoulder, and frowned deeply.
On this second day, the phenomenon of top experts in the forbidden area hunting down the weak was not limited to this one place.
It wasn't until halfway through the second day that Lin Chuan, who had been sitting cross-legged in the tree meditating, finally set off again.
Along the way, he did not deliberately pursue speed, but instead pushed the Hidden Spirit Technique to its limit, concealing his aura to almost nothing.
Half a day later, the view ahead suddenly opened up, and a relatively well-organized open space appeared before us.
At the edge of the open space, a tall, ancient stone wall, several meters high and entirely bluish-gray, stands majestically, like a natural chasm separating the inside from the outside.
Lin Chuan's gaze swept along the stone wall, and soon he found a door embedded in the stone wall not far to the side.
It was a huge bronze door, about three zhang high and more than one zhang wide, with the doors wide open. The surface was engraved with a large number of complex and ancient patterns that resembled both flowers and runes.
Despite the passage of time, these patterns remain clear, exuding an aura of vastness and mystery, and Lin Chuan is completely unable to decipher their meaning.
"There is a bronze door like this in each of the four directions: east, south, west, and north."
Lin Chuan recalled the documents, "These are the only proper way to enter the central area."
As for the stone wall in front of us, which doesn't seem particularly high?
Lin Chuan's gaze fell on the top of the wall, where he could vaguely sense a subtle yet exceptionally sharp energy fluctuation.
The information is clearly recorded:
Any attempt to scale the stone wall would trigger the ancient wind-elemental restriction attached to it, its power sufficient to instantly shred any intruder. With his current cultivation level and defensive capabilities, there was absolutely no way he could withstand it head-on.
Without further hesitation, Lin Chuan took a deep breath and walked towards the bronze gate.
Lin Chuan slipped inside.
The scene before my eyes suddenly changed!
The rotten, gloomy, and eerie atmosphere surrounding the forbidden area was swept away, replaced by an intense and rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth, mixed with the fragrant aroma of exotic flowers and herbs.
Looking around, it felt like stepping into a paradise:
Shimmering silver chrysanthemums, each the size of a bowl, bloom in profusion; strange trees, their trunks and branches as red as blood, stand silently; purple spiritual herbs, exuding an alluring fragrance, sway in the breeze; and giant bamboos, as thick as a person's waist and entirely golden yellow, climb section by section—many rare and exotic plants, seldom seen or even heard of in the outside world, are found everywhere here, teeming with life.
"The first level of the central area, the garden of ancient cultivators —"
Lin Chuan understood.
Although these flowers, plants, and trees are rare and may have high ornamental and research value, they are not the three main ingredients needed to refine the Foundation Building Pill.
For him at this moment, it has limited appeal.
His goal was clear—the second layer of the central area, the ring mountain!
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Chuan exerted force with his feet, his figure transforming into a faint afterimage as he sped deeper into this "fairyland." The speed boost provided by the Cloud-Stepping Boots allowed him to move as fast as a galloping horse even in complex terrain and lush vegetation.
The first area was not very large; he quickly traversed a distance of about one mile.
As he burst out of the last grove of strange trees, the scene before him changed dramatically once again.
There are no more exotic flowers and rare herbs, no more birdsong and fragrant blossoms.
What appeared before him was a vast, boundless, sky-reaching fog!
The thick, white fog, as heavy as solid cotton, filled all the space ahead. It churned and surged, completely blocking out the view.
Lin Chuan couldn't even see the entrance or the mountain itself, let alone what lay just a few feet inside the fog.
Within the thick fog, an indescribable sense of oppression and danger emanated, as if countless unknown perils were lurking within.
"This is the natural barrier of the crater—"
Lin Chuan stood at the edge of the sea of mist, feeling the heavy dampness that almost stagnated spiritual energy, and was shocked.
Without special means, forcibly entering this pitch-black fog is tantamount to courting death.
He stopped and did not approach rashly. Instead, he found an inconspicuous pile of rocks on the outer edge of the fog and hid behind it, waiting quietly.
He knew that, as agreed, that moment was approaching.
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