blueteamnovel Chapter 908 - 501: True Technique Level 25 (Part 1)
Chapter 908 - 501: True Technique Level 25 (Part 1)
"Damn Asna, you think you can afford the price of my life?"
"Do you wish to kill me, Yi Chengzi? I'm afraid your wisdom falls short of mine."
Inside Bear Cave, the Taoist's expression was fierce as he suddenly closed his eyes.
No one! Knew Deep Red! Better than Yi Chengzi!
Yi Chen had a feeling that after his True Technique broke through this time, he would ascend to an inconceivable realm.
Accompanied by the instantaneous deduction of seven hundred and fifty million Deep Red Points, strange yet familiar memories once again abruptly surfaced in the Taoist's mind.
Like glimpsing scenery from horseback, memories unfolded.
Twilight division, the world split in two.
Daytime belonged to cultivators; nighttime, to the playground of ghostly beings.
No one knew from when this ironclad ancient covenant had been passed down, but all cultivators or ghosts who violated this rule had been reduced to ashes.
Amidst the wilderness.
A bright moonlight shone, casting irregular shadows of flowers.
A thousand miles of Green Hill, broken by the intermittent chirping of birds.
At this moment, inside a Daoist observatory sized for five advances, a dim yellow light was lit, and a burly figure was reflected on the pristine white window paper, motionless as a sculpture.
It's unknown how much time had passed when a sigh suddenly broke the silence of the room.
"It's hard to journey, oh, how hard it is!"
Setting down the Golden Tome in his hands, the Taoist read by the oil lamp inside the room, the words "Slash the Three Corpses Martial God Scripture" distinctly visible.
This Cultivation Technique was an accidental discovery from the Abyssal Stone Cliff – infinitely mystical.
He had sat motionless atop the Abyssal Stone Cliff for a hundred years, with the scripture already deeply etched in his heart, able to inscribe the Divine Intention of his predecessors onto the Golden Tome.
However, while stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade, figuring out how to extract the essence to advance his Pure Yang Lianji True Method another step still eluded the Taoist.
The twenty-fifth level of the True Technique was the watershed at the Boundary between Celestial Beings and the Mortal World – how could it be so easily broken through?
Pushing open the window, he looked out into the pitch-black night sky that seemed like a greedy maw, silently waiting for its prey to step into the trap.
In the distance came the terrible roar of some animal; after a high-pitched scream, the odd noises abruptly ceased, but the sounds of chewing started to echo in the darkness.
The Taoist's eyes were deep as he picked up a golden invitation from the table, and as if having made a certain decision, he stepped out of the room.
"Ming Feng, Qingyue, come here."
"As your master, I'm off to the Shangqing Observatory to attend the grand Luo Tian banquet with fellow Daoists. While I'm gone, you must keep our doors tightly shut and scatter Gold Powder around the observatory – you should know where it is."
Twilight division, the world split in two.
Whenever night fell, a world of specters would abruptly descend and overlap with the human realm.
No one knew what lay hidden in that dark abyss, but after so many years of re
At this moment, many eminent cultivators were already ardently engaged in discussions inside the hall.
"Yi Chunyang, you've come rather late this time," a gaunt old man asked with a smile.
"I stopped to visit a few old friends on the way. So, Mo Dan, have you unearthed anything interesting this time?" The Taoist asked, his face expressionless.
Mo Dan: "Naturally."
"Human strength has limits; an ordinary person might not be able to overpower even a lone wolf, nonetheless a tiger or leopard," the Taoist answered, "but once they are armed, they can easily kill them."