novel bin Chapter 514 - 296: Relic Upheaval, Gathering of Kings
Chapter 514 - 296: Relic Upheaval, Gathering of Kings
Wei Fan’s expression was somewhat eerie; it seemed Feng Hua’s target was the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations.
According to Feng Hua’s speculation, there really might be the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations here. Of course, this was under the premise that he hadn’t obtained the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations.
But now that he already had the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, if there was any inheritance of it here, there was no need for Qi Daozhen to leave the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations’ inheritance in the Great Victory Dynasty.
Of course, it was also possible that the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations he obtained was not left by Qi Daozhen.
So there might be an inheritance of the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations here too, but he saw the odds as small; after all, all kinds of possibilities existed.
"Go, this entrance only exists for the time of three breaths!"
A phantom small door suddenly appeared in the restored mountain scene. Feng Hua first transformed into a stream of light and rushed in. Upon hearing this, Wei Fan secretly communicated with the Human Emperor Bell for precaution and followed inside.
The next moment, the scene before his eyes changed, and he appeared in a place resembling a hall.
The place was not large, only about a hundred square meters. The setup was simple, with only a few oil lamps on the walls emitting a faint light, and a half-human high stone platform in the center, with nothing else.
On the stone platform were two handprints and two lines: "Gather two Martial Kings under fifty to open the ruins and obtain the opportunity!"
The conditions to open this place with two Martial Kings under fifty were actually written here.
Feng Hua was already standing in front of the stone platform, waiting for Wei Fan to come forward and open it with her.
She was somewhat excited, having spent years in the wilderness just to open this place.
Wei Fan carefully scanned the place again until he discovered nothing new, then stepped forward to join Feng Hua, each pressing a hand on a print.
"Just convey some power!" Feng Hua said, her body stirring with power, infusing the stone platform.
Wei Fan also infused his power.
In an instant, the previously ordinary-looking stone platform began to emit brilliant light and manifested a large number of obscure Dao marks.
These Dao marks were not recorded even in the array books left by the Martial Saints of the Guangling Sect. Just looking at them made one’s heart spirit feel like it would sink eternally.
"Don’t look, these are at least Emperor-level Dao marks. Forcing a look can easily harm your heart spirit!"
Feng Hua reminded Wei Fan.
Simultaneously, the stone platform began to tremble, and these Dao marks extended into the void, as if manipulated by an invisible hand, starting to combine.
Peng!
A shock wave blasted from the stone platform, forcing the two to remove their palms from it.
They stepped back, watching the light on the stone platform grow brighter, to the point it was impossible to gaze upon directly. At the same time, an immense pressure emanated from the stone platform, forcing them to fight back with all their might.
Hong!
Mere breaths later, the stone platform engulfed in light suddenly shook, and a terrifying beam of light shot skyward, piercing into the heavens.
In just a moment, the beam pierced the hall’s ceiling, and the entire structure was destroyed simultaneously.
"Not good!"
Feng Hua’s expression dramatically changed, having never anticipated such a huge commotion upon opening. The two frantically retreated, putting distance between themselves and the beam.
The hall before them had already disappeared, and they found themselves back on the previous mountain path.
The beam, as thick as an embracing arm, rapidly expanded in size, transforming into a massive one hundreds of meters across, like a dragon piercing through the skies and into the endless stars.
In an instant, night turned to day, and the entire wilderness was illuminated by the beam, startling countless people awake in the dead of night.
"How could there be such a disturbance?"
Feng Hua was perplexed, wasn’t it a ruins opportunity?
With such a disturbance, all the powerhouses in the wilderness could see it; would the opportunity still belong to her and Wei Fan?
With a rumble...
But the next moment, she had no mind to think about such things. The beam, hundreds of meters wide, crashed into the stars, colliding with Qi Daozhen’s Dao. In an instant, it was like heaven and earth collapsed. Qi Daozhen’s Dao began to disintegrate on a large scale, with terrifying pressure descending.
"Pfft..."
Feng Hua, with her Martial King Third Level Cultivation, spat out a mouthful of blood, her body heavily pinned to the ground as if weighed upon by several mountains.
Peng!
Wei Fan was also thrown to the ground, creating cracks upon impact. This wasn’t an opportunity, it felt more like a deadly crisis; even Feng Hua was coughing up blood.
At this moment, in the starry sky, it seemed like the end of the world was arriving. Qi Daozhen’s boundless Dao was disintegrating at terrifying speed, he even felt his Primordial Spirit about to tear apart, unable to stand.
"A treasure emerging, clashing with Qi Daozhen’s Dao?"
At the bottom of Black Lake, the Black-Scaled Flood Dragon King struggled to lift its head, staring at the beam piercing into the sky, its eyes filled with fiery anticipation.
This beam could even shake Qi Daozhen’s Dao, representing what level of treasure?
"Pfft..."
"Pfft..."
Almost simultaneously, creatures with a Martial King Third Layer in the wilderness, whether from the Human Race or Demon Race, were all spitting blood, crushed to the ground by the terrifying pressure.
Those at Martial King Second Layer and Martial King First Layer weren’t as severe but were also pressed to the ground, unable to rise.
"It’s in the direction of the Da Liang Kingdom; could it really be a great tomb from which something is about to emerge?"
Wei Zhenwu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with difficulty, feeling as if a heavenly river was pouring down. The terrifying force continuously impacted his Primordial Spirit, and his cultivation began to gradually decline.
This time, not only did the Martial King powerhouses feel an invisible pressure, but even some Martial Venerable powerhouses felt their Primordial Spirit become uncomfortable.
The entire wilderness was alarmed, and everyone was gazing at the light beam crashing into the starry sky.
"The ceiling has lowered once again!"
Wei Fan’s face was full of astonishment, noticing that the aura of Feng Hua beside him was falling, no longer in the state of Martial King Third Layer Perfection.
The immense light beam continued to bombard Qi Daozhen’s Dao, and its impact was growing stronger. In a short time, Qi Daozhen’s vast and boundless Dao seemed to have shrunk by a circle.
In the time that followed, Wei Fan and Feng Hua lay on the ground waiting, and he watched as Feng Hua’s cultivation fell from Martial King Third Layer Perfection to Martial King Second Layer Perfection, and then from Martial King Second Layer Perfection to First Layer Perfection before stopping.
At this moment, Feng Hua looked very displeased. Although such a decline in cultivation could quickly be restored upon returning to the outside world, such an event wouldn’t make anyone happy, especially when an adventure might be ahead—this made her even less pleased.
However, the only consolation was that she wasn’t the only one whose cultivation had been suppressed to Martial King First Layer; everyone in the wilderness should be the same.
"How terrifying!"
Finally, the enormous light pillar vanished, and darkness returned to heaven and earth, leaving only a cluster of light on the previous stone platform.
In the starry sky, Qi Daozhen’s Dao no longer appeared vast and boundless; compared to before the light beam’s impact, it had shrunk by more than half.
Even after being impacted by such a terrifying light beam for so long, Qi Daozhen’s Dao was not completely shattered.
The two stood up from the ground, releasing their Heart Spirit to sense that cluster of light.
Wei Fan only felt a sharp pain in his Heart Spirit, bouncing back instantly, evident that everything wasn’t over and they couldn’t truly enter the Secret Realm.
The light cluster remained in an unstable state, constantly twisting as if trying to evolve into something!
"It seems this opportunity might not be ours, let’s retreat!" Feng Hua looked displeased.
They hadn’t even seen the opportunity, and their cultivation had been forced from Martial King Third Layer down to First Layer.
Wei Fan nodded and started to back away from the vicinity.
The previous commotion must have alerted all the experts in the wilderness, and those powerhouses coming from outside would surely hurry over. If they saw the two of them here, it might mean trouble.
About half an hour later, the first batch arrived, but they were only Divine Realm Martial Sect members nearby, not outside experts.
Wei Fan and Feng Hua disguised themselves quickly, blending into the crowd.
At this moment, that cluster of light was still evolving, gradually forming the outline of a phantom door.
After a while, Martial King powerhouses began to arrive, and they were from outside as well.
Just like Feng Hua, his aura was only that of a Martial King First Layer.
Endless black clouds dispersed, and a tall, burly man appeared.
He had a dignified appearance, exuding a domineering aura, a wild energy emanating from him. His oppressive gaze swept over them, causing the Divine Realm Martial Sect members to lower their heads and retreat, revealing expressions of fear.
Though he appeared in a normal Human Race form, the black cloud indicated he wasn’t a normal Human Race; ordinary humans wouldn’t command black clouds.
Only Demon Fiends and Demon Dao experts would have black clouds around them.
"Demon King!"
Wei Fan’s expression slightly changed, as the panel in front of him flickered:
[Black-Scaled Flood Dragon King: Demon King First Layer, countless murders]
[Kill it to gain 100,000 years of ordinary power, 100 years of Martial King’s Power]
This was an externally arriving Flood Dragon, its true cultivation unknowable, merely suppressed to Demon King First Layer.
A Flood Dragon, a mythical creature, peerless in strength, incomparable to those bloodline-decimated Flood Dragons in the Black Lake of the wilderness.
Wei Fan felt a bit tempted, wanting to slay the dragon, but he restrained himself.
For now, in every direction, terrifying Martial King auras were beginning to emerge, about twenty or so, meaning more than twenty Martial Kings or Demon Kings were rushing here.
"I’ll let you live a little longer!"
He concealed his killing intent; this was the first time he encountered a Demon Fiend without attacking immediately since his debut.
"Who would have thought the first one to arrive would be the Black-Scaled Flood Dragon King!"
Feng Hua’s telepathic voice echoed in Wei Fan’s Heart Spirit: "This is the Black-Scaled Flood Dragon King. It is said that his ancestor nearly got slaughtered by Qi Daozhen back then before escaping the wilderness.
Be careful; the Black Lake Flood Dragons you annihilated might be related to him, and he could cause trouble for you.
In the outside world, whether in talent or strength and status, he far surpasses the previous Golden Little Lion King.
When I entered the wilderness, I heard he had already broken through to Demon King Eighth Layer. By now, he might even be at Demon King Ninth Layer. Though suppressed to Demon King First Layer, you must not underestimate him as an ordinary Demon King."
Wei Fan’s expression didn’t change; regardless of past grievances, he wouldn’t spare any Demon Fiend before him.
However, caution was needed with these external Flood Dragons to avoid missteps.
"Tell this king, what is happening here?" Black-Scaled Flood Dragon King’s eyes were icy, pointing at the cluster of light in the mountains and questioning those present.