Chapter 320 – Forbidden Land? Or the Underworld?
Chapter 320 – Forbidden Land? Or the Underworld?
It was a world of withering silence.
Darkness and no sunlight.
A thick black mist hangs over the sky and earth in all directions.
Wang Xiu raised his eyes and looked around, but it seemed that he could not see a bit of life.
“Here, what a dense deathly aura?”
The color of alarm flashed in Wang Xiu’s eyes.
Between the heaven and earth here, it seemed that all the other auras of the Laws had become very weak and even difficult to detect.
Only that death intent!
It was incomparably clear.
Wang Xiu’s eyes slightly condensed, and when he raised his hand, the Shura Heaven Execution Sword was sheathed, and a bright sword qi rushed straight into the sky, rushing into the mist.
With Wang Xiu’s current cultivation and sword Dao attainment.
With a casual sword, it was easy to chop up to 10,000 miles away.
But now, under this treacherous environment.
That sword qi seemed to be constantly worn down by the endless black mist, and in the end, it was only chopped out a few hundred miles before it was worn down.
Not only that.
Wang Xiu also clearly felt that in those black mists, it was as if there were unseen spirits that climbed on his flesh, constantly nibbling and devouring his life essence.
Fortunately, his flesh was strong and unrivaled, and he had even reached the realm of the Dao Body Living Spirit.
There was no need to run the Desolate Ancient Heaven Fighting Scripture.
There were gusts of divine radiance that flashed, emitting an immortal intent and dispersing those black mists.
“This is truly a dead land!”
Wang Xiu’s face was grave.
These black mists in the sky and the earth did not seem to have a strong killing power, but if an ordinary cultivator was here, even if his cultivation was high, it would be difficult to carry the corrosive power that was like water dripping over a stone.
Not but the body protection holy light of the saintly powerhouse.
I’m afraid that even the existence of the transition period, if you stay here for too long, I’m afraid that it is also difficult to escape death.
Wang Xiu twisted his head to look, the Peach Forest Formation that had covered the clouds and fog when he arrived was no longer there.
“That portal has closed …….”
Wang Xiu’s eyes flashed with a purple aura, the power of the Candle Dragon Origin was operating within him, and wherever his gaze passed, any hint of change in the void was difficult to conceal from his eyes.
He was certain that there was no way back.
If he wanted to leave this place, he was afraid that he would need to find another way.
“No wonder, this place is called a forbidden land!” Wang Xiu let out a long breath and could not help but lament.
“But …… it shouldn’t be hard to defeat me!”
Wang Xiu’s heart stirred as he operated the Too Void Covering God Incantation, and a wave of invisible ripples spread out, instantly covering his entire circumference.
In an instant.
His aura completely dissipated into this heaven and earth.
Those spirit mists could no longer perceive the presence of anger either, and no longer swarmed to him.
Its corrosion of Wang Xiu’s flesh was minimized.
There was only a small loss.
With the flow of divine light on Wang Xiu’s body, he recovered as before.
The terrifying recovery power of the Desolate Ancient Heaven Fighting Scripture and the Dao Body Spirit iterating on each other was evident.
Seeing this, Wang Xiu’s gaze slightly condensed, “The Taixu Concealment God Spell, worthy of being called a concealment technique that can fool even the Heavenly Dao, it is truly marvelous!”
It had to be admitted.
This secret art had helped him a great deal.
This art and the Heavenly Demon Ten Thousand Transformations Skill complemented each other, causing him to tease many great powers with ancient inheritances with his own strength after coming to the Nine Heavens.
The ability to save his life at critical moments was also a masterpiece!
……
Wang Xiu no longer lamented, collected his mind and walked towards the deeper depths.
The deeper one goes.
The corrosive force became stronger.
Amidst the thick black fog, Wang Xiu’s divine sense swept, and seemed to capture a huge black shadow that flickered, with an icy and horrifying aura.
Everywhere was filled with a dense aura of death.
The place where Wang Xiu had gained a foothold was like a desert.
All the way.
Have not seen any life.
I don’t know how long I’ve been traveling.
He suddenly stopped and looked down.
Under a dark stone.
A shoot pokes its head out. Vitality?
No!
The shoot was not green, nor was it half-alive, but it was still thick with the meaning of death, emitting a purple-brown withered light all over its body.
Wang Xiu’s eyes flashed slightly, and gently touched the bud with his finger.
Swish!
The original fingernail-sized bud suddenly rose up, transforming into a ten feet tall cannibalistic flower with sharp teeth, a horrible chill sweeping around, and a bloody mouth falling directly down to devour Wang Xiu’s entire body.
Wang Xiu’s expression remained unchanged, his probing finger turned into a fist, and a fist blasted out.
Boom!
Terrifying Qi and blood erupted, transforming into a true dragon and shaking the void.
The ten foot tall cannibalistic flower instantly split into pieces.
But the next moment.
Something odd happened.
All of the shattered remnant leaves, wrapped in that dense death aura, as if they were being swept by the wind, kept coming back together.
Within a few moments.
The cannibalistic flower regained its original shape, and then continuously shrunk, turning into the initial tiny bud.
The essence in Wang Xiu’s eyes flashed, “Immortal?”
He pondered and slowly stood up.
Light flickered in the center of his eyebrows.
Pounds of divine sense surged out, transforming into a dozen or so auras that vanished in every direction.
“This dead qi, it seems to only work on life, and it doesn’t have any effect on the divine sense …… either!”
Wang Xiu observed the scene and muttered to himself, “It seems that this so-called forbidden land is not that scary to me!”
Taking a ten thousand steps back.
Even if there was a day when his flesh was truly corrupted.
But he was in possession of the inheritance of the Ancient Spirit Race.
Even if he was left with the body of divine consciousness, he could still survive and even continue his cultivation.
However, it was only Wang Xiu who dared to say so.
If you were the rest of the people.
Neither have too vain to cover the divine spell to avoid the fire of the sky dead qi.
Neither did they have the powerful physical body of a Dao Body Spirit, and the power of recovery.
Nor did they have a Divine Consciousness Body that could be described as immortal.
In this kind of place, upgrades were few and far between.
Even though they were arrogant and wild in the outside world, here, they were simply powerless!
One must know that the Ancient Spirit Race was notoriously powerful and difficult to deal with.
Even in those ancient and glorious times, one could rarely have the means to truly kill off a Spirit Race member.
Nearly immortal!
A divine sense kept spreading, splitting, spreading again, splitting again, and in no time, it was transformed into thousands of parts.
It searched around in this nearly boundless world.
For a long time.
Wang Xiu opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and his entire body disappeared into nothingness.
……
The lake was silent, without a single ripple.
That water was clearly colorless.
But in this thick black fog shrouded, but like ink, panic.
A flash of millilight.
Wang Xiu paced out and looked at this lake at his feet without uttering a word.
Suddenly.
Not far from his side, a terrifying aura swept in, destroying everything.
It was at least an existence above the Saint realm!
“Blast!”
The essence light in Wang Xiu’s eyes was great, he flexed his fingers and flicked his fingers, the Cultivating Heavenly Execution Sword transformed into a bright sword light and broke through the air, the sword light transformed into a sea of pale blood, endless grievous souls sank and floated within it, and instantly wrapped that sneak attacking figure within it.
“Ow–“
The waves of sword qi were all waves.
A miserable howl that did not sound like a human voice was emitted from the sea of blood.
Wang Xiu fixed his eyes and immediately saw a figure struggling in it.
“Someone?”
Wang Xiu was quite surprised, and with a thought, the Cultivator Heaven Execution Sword transformed into a sword rope, which immediately bound the figure firmly within it.
(End of Chapter)