noffsinger Chapter 726 Great Horror? Immortal!
Chapter 726 Great Horror? Immortal!
He is breathing.
With each breath, the entire ruins trembled. The star patterns on the thousand-foot stone pillars flickered in and out with the rhythm of breathing, and the colorful crack in the dome slowly expanded and contracted with the rhythm of breathing.
It was as if this world itself existed because of his existence.
Chen Fan stared at the figure's brow, his pupils suddenly contracting.
Between his eyebrows, seven dark red dots were slowly rotating. Six of them were arranged in a ring, while the seventh was located in the center of the ring, like stars surrounding the moon.
The light emitted by the seven stars wasn't dazzling, yet it caused Chen Fan's sea of consciousness to tremble violently. It felt as if he had seen something he shouldn't have seen, something beyond his comprehension.
The oppressive aura came quickly and went quickly.
From the moment the nine chains emerged from the darkness, to the figure opening its eyes, and then to the return to silence, it all happened in just three breaths.
Three breaths later, the crimson light suddenly subsided, and the nine chains vanished into the darkness as if they had never existed. The figure bound by the chains also slowly sank into the ground, leaving only the multicolored crack in the dome still slowly flowing, proving that everything just now was not an illusion.
The terrifying pressure that had enveloped the entire ruins dissipated the moment the chains disappeared.
The suffocating oppression in the air receded like the tide, replaced by a deeper, deathly silence.
The star-patterned patterns on those thousand-foot-tall stone pillars dimmed again, returning to their previous faint glow. The crystal pyramid suspended in mid-air also fell silent once more, the eerie light no longer flickering from the holes in its body.
After Blood Butcher recovered, he was the first to collapse to the ground. His burly body lay supine in the pile of rubble, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath.
He no longer cared about the crimson spear he treasured, tossing it aside casually. The flame patterns on the spear had dimmed considerably, as if it too had been terrified by the oppressive aura from before.
Bingpo slowly straightened up, leaning against a broken stone pillar beside her. The icy aura around her had reformed, but her already pale face was now almost transparently white, and the cold sweat on her forehead had not yet dried.
She took a few deep breaths to barely suppress the turmoil in her heart, and lingering fear still remained in her icy blue eyes.
Aoki and Ishii were in even worse shape.
The two lay paralyzed on the ground for a while before struggling to their feet. The blood seeping from their seven orifices had congealed into dark red scabs. Although they were late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, they were as powerless as ants in a storm before the oppressive force they had just experienced.
The two silently took the healing pills, sat cross-legged to meditate and regulate their breathing, and did not utter a single word.
Huoyuan Daoist slowly straightened up and patted the dust off his robe. The pallor on his face had not yet faded, but a very complex light flashed in his slender eyes.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but Bingpo spoke first.
"Tribulation." Bingpo's voice trembled. "The pressure just now has surpassed the levels of Refining Void, Integration, and Mahayana. I once saw a Mahayana senior make a move from afar in the upper star field of the Alliance. Although that senior's pressure was also terrifying, compared to what just happened, it was like a firefly compared to the bright moon."
She paused, her icy blue eyes turning to the crowd, and said, word by word, "Moreover, this person has probably already surpassed the Tribulation Transcending stage."
Upon hearing this, everyone present fell silent.
Transcending tribulation.
What does that mean?
Of the six people present, the highest cultivation level was only at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, still a step away from the Void Refinement stage. Above the Void Refinement stage is the Body Integration stage, above the Body Integration stage is the Great Ascension stage, and above the Great Ascension stage is the Tribulation Transcending stage.
Beyond the Tribulation Transcendence realm, that is a realm that only exists in legends.
Blood Butcher sat up from the ground, wiping the cold sweat from his bald head. His voice was several octaves lower than usual: "Above Tribulation? That's what the hell is..."
He suddenly stopped speaking halfway through his sentence, the word stuck in his throat, unable to utter it.
Ice Soul spoke for him.
"Immortal".
That single word was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a storm in everyone's heart.
Fairy.
This word carries immense weight in the cultivation world.
That is the realm that countless cultivators dream of!
Rumor has it that the Immortal Realm lies above the Cultivation Alliance!
Once a powerful cultivator in the alliance successfully transcends tribulation, he can ascend to immortality!
Chen Fan stood silently to the side, his face still showing a calm expression, but his heart was churning with turbulent emotions.
Fairy.
He couldn't help but recall the words that the patriarch of the Soul Refining Sect had once spoken.
The old monster once said that the golden bowl was very likely the treasure that the cultivation alliance was searching for with all its might, and that its origin was astonishing, involving the secrets of the immortals in the upper realm.
At the time, he thought the old monster was just talking nonsense and didn't believe him completely.
But now, in this underground ruin that has existed for countless millennia, Chen Fan saw star map array patterns that originated from the same source as the runes on Jin Wanwan's body.
I saw the golden bowl in the mural that was worshipped by thousands of people, and I saw the circular pattern on the stone hall door that was exactly the same as the water pattern of the golden bowl.
If the being that suppresses this place is truly an immortal, then the origin of the golden bowl becomes obvious.
A priceless treasure associated with immortals.
Lost in thought, Chen Fan unconsciously placed his hand on the golden bowl in his arms.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his turbulent thoughts. Now was not the time to investigate the origin of the golden bowl; the most important thing now was to leave this mysterious and unpredictable underground space.
He raised his head, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the Fire Source Daoist.
Huoyuan Daoist had returned to his usual composed demeanor, stroking his goatee with his familiar smile back on his face.
When that oppressive aura descended just now, he was one of the few cultivators who, like Chen Fan, did not kneel down.
Although a hint of paleness remained on that gaunt face, an irrepressible light had ignited in those slender eyes.
The light was exactly the same as the expression on his face when Chen Fan saw him looking at the stone plaque from outside the barrier.
greedy.
Huoyuan Daoist spoke, his tone filled with barely suppressed anticipation: "Everyone, although that being was terrifying just now, did you notice a detail? He was chained up."
Blood Butcher paused for a moment, then slapped his thigh: "That's right! Nine chains, locked tight! That guy can't move!"
"Exactly." Daoist Huoyuan stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes shining even brighter. "An immortal sealed by chains—what does that mean? It means he's powerless to interfere with the outside world, and it also means this place is very likely a secret realm where some powerful being from ancient times suppressed immortals. Think about it, how terrifying must the power of a being capable of suppressing immortals be? Even a mere fragment of the treasures left behind by such a being would be enough for us to enjoy for a lifetime. And that chain itself, capable of binding an immortal, what kind of supreme treasure must it be?"
He turned around, raised his hand, and pointed to the direction where the golden light shimmered deepest within the pillar forest, his voice carrying a seductive power:
"The exit is very likely located at the place where the immortal was sealed. The ancient powerful beings who suppressed the immortals must have left a passage for entry and exit. Otherwise, how could the guards have patrolled back then? How could they have reinforced the seal? That passage may be our only hope of leaving this place."