RNP Chapter 298 Unjustly Blamed, Forbidden Spirit Land
Chapter 298 Unjustly Blamed, Forbidden Spirit Land
Chapter 298 Unjustly Blamed, Forbidden Spirit Land
The golden crystal marrow flashed with light, as swift as a startled swan.
Before the Nascent Soul cultivator could even mobilize his magic power, his protective magic shield was torn apart by that golden light as thin as paper.
Immediately following was a dull, cracking sound.
Under the violent release of energy, half of the physical body instantly shattered, and blood mist exploded, evaporating before it even hit the ground due to the high temperature.
In the midst of the terrifying moment between life and death, a nascent soul spirit, only an inch tall, shrieked as it burst forth from the top of the mangled body.
It dared not linger for a moment, burning its essence to transform into a stream of light, and fled at top speed toward the distant sky.
A streak of light pierced the sky.
During a brief moment of escape, the Nascent Soul's divine sense swept backward.
In that fleeting glimpse, he clearly saw the "murderer" who had destroyed his body.
He was dressed in a green robe, surrounded by dazzling golden light, and beside him stood a woman in a black dress, her breath weak and seemingly seriously injured.
Green robe, golden light.
The features are too obvious.
In the next instant, the nascent soul had already escaped thousands of miles away.
Having confirmed that he was temporarily out of danger, the Nascent Soul's venomous roar exploded on the soul level, its sound waves rolling and spreading for tens of thousands of miles: "Chen Yi! You hypocrite! You said you wouldn't steal opportunities, but you actually used the Vajra Technique to launch a sneak attack from behind!"
"My Fire Spirit Sect will not forgive you!!!"
Tens of thousands of miles away, in the void.
Chen Yi, who was flying towards the ancient battlefield passage with Ning Bu'er, paused slightly.
He frowned slightly and turned to look in the direction from which the sound came.
Sensing the natural workings of the universe, lines of cause and effect flashed before my eyes.
Almost instantly, the cause and effect became clear.
"I didn't contact you, yet you deliberately provoked me—"
A hint of coldness flashed in Chen Yi's eyes.
But he didn't turn around.
No matter how much the person behind you shouts or tarnishes your reputation, nothing is more important than the important matter at hand.
Tens of thousands of miles behind, beside the fiery spirit pool where magma surged.
. . .
The figure in green robes who had attacked the Nascent Soul cultivator was now wearing a sinister smile.
He leaped into the spirit pool, shattering the fragile protective array with a few slaps, and scooped up the fire spirit essence that had been nurtured for a thousand years, stuffing it into his robes.
After doing all that, he casually made a move.
The "delicate and injured woman in a black dress" on the shore twisted and turned into an exquisite wooden puppet-shaped magical artifact, which he then put into his storage bag.
Immediately afterwards, the bones in the "man in blue robe" cracked, his face changed, and in the blink of an eye he transformed into a burly adult man.
He took a golden lotus step, his figure flickered, and he disappeared silently in another direction.
In the wind, only a barely audible murmur remained: "Chen Yi, because of you, my master was punished with fifty years of confinement in the temple."
"I'd like to see what you'll do when the whole world sees you as a demon and opposes you."
Chen Yi suppressed the disgusting things that happened behind his back for the time being.
We'll settle the score later.
He carried Ning Bu'er, following the guidance from the spiritual treasure "Ninth Princess" on his wrist, and sped towards the edge of the Black Mountain Secret Realm—
go with.
It flew tens of thousands of miles again.
The once vibrant fiery clouds on the horizon gradually faded, replaced by a persistent black haze in the sky.
The light grew dimmer, and a sense of oppression washed over them like a tide.
Chen Yi stopped abruptly, hovering at the edge of a churning sea of clouds.
Ning Bu'er followed closely behind and stopped beside him.
"Is this the ancient battlefield you mentioned?"
Chen Yi narrowed his eyes, staring ahead.
Even standing at the edge, he could clearly sense the extremely chaotic and violent undercurrents of energy in the space ahead.
That wasn't an ordinary fluctuation of spiritual energy.
The chaotic flow of magical energy within was like countless invisible blades, cutting and colliding disorderly in the void.
Chen Yi quickly deduced the situation in his mind.
If one were to rashly intrude, let alone mobilize the power of heaven and earth to unleash spells and supernatural abilities, even if one were to unleash the spiritual power stored within one's own body, it would likely instantly ignite the chaotic energy around one's surroundings.
At that time, the power of the spells will be reduced to less than one-tenth, which is secondary.
The most dangerous thing is that such behavior is very likely to provoke a backlash from the entire world.
This place is a land of chaotic spirits.
In his mind, the Ninth Princess's cold voice rang out, carrying a mechanical calmness.
Once inside, those who are not Nascent Soul cultivators will have less than one-tenth of their magic and spiritual power remaining. It is best not to use ordinary magical techniques or supernatural abilities.
This judgment is essentially the same as Chen Yi's deduction.
Chen Yi's eyes flickered thoughtfully: "So, this ancient battlefield space is more suitable for body cultivation?"
If it's just a matter of suppressing magic, that would actually be good news for him.
Without activating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, relying solely on his physical body's blood and energy and the power of the lightning crystal, his combat strength will hold an absolute advantage in this area.
Just as a sense of relief began to rise in his heart, the Ninth Princess poured cold water on him.
Of course not. I already said, those below the Nascent Soul stage cannot use it.
However, this does not mean that all methods are ineffective.
Some techniques at the Nascent Soul stage can still be used. For example, fifth-tier spirit talismans and spirit treasures of the second tribulation or higher.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yi's pupils contracted slightly, and his vigilance instantly surged.
It turns out that it wasn't that he "couldn't be used," but rather that he was "not strong enough."
The difference is like night and day.
If a disciple from a powerful sect with profound knowledge and high-level treasures were to enter this area, wouldn't they be able to thrive like a fish in water?
"But this place is only open to those in the early stages of the Nascent Soul realm, right?" Chen Yi asked in a deep voice, this was the key question.
Judging from the energy flow of heaven and earth, it should be.
After sensing for a moment, the Ninth Princess confirmed: "If the fluctuations in magical power are too strong, exceeding the threshold of the early Nascent Soul stage, those who enter will easily be targeted and attacked by the chaotic celestial secrets."
"That shouldn't be a big problem."
Chen Yi breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Even if someone in the early Nascent Soul stage can use the Divine Transformation technique, their power is limited by their own cultivation level and divine sense, making it impossible to bombard indiscriminately without restraint.
As long as it's not a Nascent Soul cultivator personally arriving, he's confident he can handle the situation.
"I'll give it a try."
After Chen Yi finished speaking, he turned to Ning Bu'er and said, "Wait outside for a moment."
Before Ning Bu'er could respond, Chen Yi's body was already ablaze with dazzling lightning.
The lightning crystal array instantly covered his entire body, like an extremely precise set of lightning armor.
Step out.
Chen Yi's figure disappeared directly into the chaotic sea of clouds.
As soon as you enter, a heavy sense of oppression presses in from all directions.
But he did not panic.
The body-refining lightning crystal energy on the surface of the body, which had been condensed to the extreme, did not cause a violent repulsion reaction when it came into contact with the surrounding chaotic airflow, just like oil into water.
As expected, pure physical body and lightning crystal power are not targeted by this world.
Chen Yi felt much more at ease.
He darted through the chaotic air currents, attempting to dismantle the lightning crystal array defenses and withstand the attack with his bare hands. He then tried to use lightning escape techniques.
His figure transformed into a bolt of lightning, twisting and turning amidst the turbulent currents.
Apart from occasionally colliding with a few extremely unstable spiritual nodes due to excessive speed, causing slight spatial tremors, it was not greatly hindered.
"The Lightning Escape Technique is usable, but it consumes 30% more energy than the outside world, and the backlash from the spiritual energy in the world is also greater."
Chen Yi silently calculated the data.
This level of backlash is well within acceptable limits.
After testing the conventional methods, Chen Yi stopped and turned his gaze to the deeper darkness in the distance.
Next, is the main event.
He needed to know just how serious the consequences would be if he actually used magic.
Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you survive.
Chen Yi took a deep breath and tapped his fingertips lightly.
A basic Five Elements spell took shape at his fingertips.
"go."
The spell is no longer in hand.
boom!
At the very moment the spiritual energy fluctuated, the chaotic spiritual energy, which had been merely flowing haphazardly, was instantly ignited, as if it had been thrown into a frying pan of oil on a spark!
The entire space erupted in chaos.
Countless turbulent streams of spiritual energy, like sharks that have smelled blood, crashed headlong into Chen Yi's location.
There was no room to evade, no time to react.
In just a moment.
The force that slammed into Chen Yi already exceeded dozens of blows!
Some of the most ferocious auras were so powerful that their destructive force was directly equivalent to a full-force attack from a late-stage Nascent Soul technique!
"Is this the backlash from heaven and earth?!"
Chen Yi's pupils suddenly contracted.
This isn't just a backlash, it's a catastrophe!
Although he was prepared, he activated the lightning crystal array to its maximum extent the moment he cast the spell, and the lightning on his body surface even turned into a tangible shield.
boom! boom! boom!
The continuous crashing sounds reverberated on his body.
The immense impact made him feel like a mortal being kicked around like a ball by a giant.
The crystal array vibrated violently, its light flickering.
Chen Yi felt a tightness in his chest, his internal organs were trembling, and he was completely disoriented by the violent force.
Fortunately, his body tempering cultivation is currently advancing towards the mid-stage of the fourth rank, making him tough and resilient.
In addition, the lightning crystal array has a natural weakening effect on magical attacks.
"withdraw!"
Chen Yi dared not linger in the fight and used the momentum of the impact to retreat rapidly.
Covered in dust and dirt, he ran and blocked as he went, managing to break free from the turbulent tide of spiritual energy.
Although he looked disheveled, thankfully he was unharmed.
The moment the thought arose, the flow of magical power within Chen Yi's body changed drastically.
It doesn't burst outwards, but rather collapses inwards.
The powerful, vibrant, and aggressive aura that originally belonged to the Nascent Soul cultivator was forcibly extinguished by him in that instant.
Instead, there is a withered, fading, almost nonexistent deathly silence.
If someone were to close their eyes and sense it at this moment, what would be standing there would not be a living person, but a piece of dead wood that has been withered for hundreds of years in the deep mountains and forests, with only a faint trace of life hidden deep in the core of the tree, which is about to dissipate with the wind.
【The Turtle Escape Technique】.
This ability to conceal oneself was pushed to its limit.
Chen Yi did not stop there. He spread out his divine sense and actively responded to the chaotic energy of heaven and earth around him, perfectly embedding his "withered wood" into the cracks of this broken world.
The effect is immediate.
The several streams of spiritual energy that had been targeting him, probing him like venomous snakes flicking their tongues, suddenly froze.
They lost their target.
The violent spiritual energy swirled and surged within three feet of Chen Yi's body, producing a teeth-grinding friction sound, yet it could not find a way to release it.
A few breaths later.
The turbulence subsided, and I returned to that aimless wandering state.
It worked!
Chen Yi's tense muscles relaxed, and a smile curved his lips.
Since they can deceive the rules of rejection of this world, they have the initiative in their own hands when walking in this ancient battlefield.
He tested it several more times to confirm that the "dead wood" state could be maintained stably when moving, stopping briefly, or even slightly using his physical strength, before turning around and retreating to the safe zone.
Ning Bu'er stood guard at the entrance, looking vigilant.
"Fuji".
Chen Yi spoke very quickly, his calm demeanor leaving no room for doubt.
"Once inside, no matter what happens, you are strictly prohibited from using any magical power."
Ning Bu'er was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.
Chen Yi stared intently at him: "You can only defend yourself or escape using your physical strength. Leave the rest of the trouble to me. Got it?"
"I've got it," Ning Bu'er replied crisply.
Chen Yi said no more, waved his hand, and led Ning Bu'er back into that shattered space.
One step forward, and the world changes color.
I didn't realize how dangerous this place was when I was just testing the waters at the edge, but now that I'm really going deeper, I'm finding that it's far more dangerous than I expected.
Hundreds of feet above their heads, instead of blue skies and white clouds, lay a gray, desolate death zone.
A visible cyan gale swept past, a Five-Element Heavenly Wind capable of easily tearing apart the protective aura of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Above, chaotic fireballs darted about erratically like meteors, while multicolored fragments of spirit blades intertwined to form a net.
Even if someone in the late Nascent Soul stage dared to fly there, they would still suffer a severe injury.
The ground beneath my feet was a sickly dark red, soft and spongy to the touch, and made a slight hissing sound as I walked, with a strong corrosive quality.
Every inch of soil here is soaked in chaotic and violent spiritual energy, making it impossible to refine and utilize.
Chen Yi patted the spirit beast pouch.
The Crimson Soul Sparrow let out a clear, melodious cry and took flight.
"Fly low, don't go more than thirty feet," Chen Yi ordered.
The Crimson Soul Sparrow immediately lowered its body, carrying the two of them as it skimmed low along the dark red ground.
Within his mind, the Ninth Princess's voice rang out at just the right moment.
[Head southeast; the demonic flames are fluctuating violently there. You should find what you're looking for there. Go check it out.]
Chen Yi nodded and directed the Crimson Soul Sparrow to turn around.
The scenery along the way was shocking.
The earth seemed to have been repeatedly kneaded by an invisible giant hand; the cut surfaces of the fractured mountains were as smooth as mirrors, marks smoothed by unparalleled sword energy.
The enormous plants grew in a twisted and contorted manner, some with leaves covered in fangs, and some with trunks flowing with foul-smelling black blood.
Every unusual phenomenon silently tells the story of the devastation of that great battle tens of thousands of years ago.
How many great beings are buried here?
Chen Yi looked down at a huge, deep pit, where several crystallized skeletons were vaguely visible at the bottom, and his tension tightened even more.
Even Nascent Soul cultivators die here like weeds; where does he, a mere early Nascent Soul cultivator, get the audacity to charge around recklessly?
We must be prudent.
Chen Yi made a quick decision and did not fly along the straight path instructed by the Ninth Princess.
His divine sense was fully activated, combined with his extremely keen perception of heaven and earth, like a sophisticated radar, scanning every inch of space in front of him.
Even if the road ahead seems calm, if Chen Yi senses even the slightest obscure fluctuation of energy, he will immediately command the Crimson Soul Sparrow to detour around the entrance, even if it means going a hundred miles away, rather than taking any risks.
This ancient battlefield is incredibly large, spanning tens of thousands of square meters.
Chen Yi dared not use his magic to perform escape techniques, relying entirely on the fleshy wings of the Crimson Soul Sparrow to fly, at a speed as slow as a snail.
Despite being so careful, an accident still happened.
On the third day of their journey.
The Crimson Soul Finch was flitting across a seemingly withered thicket.
Without any warning.
A thin, gray, withered tree root, about the thickness of a wrist, suddenly burst forth from the ground, moving as fast as a gray lightning bolt, striking the Crimson Soul Sparrow in the abdomen.
There was no fluctuation of magical power, only pure strength and pure killing intent.
The tree root is like a dead body that has suddenly come back to life.
The Crimson Soul Sparrow had no time to react.
At the critical moment, Chen Yi's pupils suddenly contracted.
He didn't try to resist directly. He pressed his palm on the back of the Crimson Soul Sparrow, and the spirit beast pouch shone with light, instantly retracting the silly bird.
At the same time, he grabbed Ning Bu'er's shoulder with his left hand and tapped the withered tree root with his toes.
Leverage resources!
The tree root possesses immense strength; the force of its pull is more than ten thousand jun (a unit of weight).
Using this violent force, Chen Yi's body shot backward like a cannonball, instantly creating a distance of a hundred feet.
The moment they landed, Chen Yi didn't stop at all, pulling Ning Bu'er along as they ran for several miles before finally stopping.
Looking back, the withered tree root, having missed its target, slowly shrank back into the ground, turning back into a dead object.
A fine layer of cold sweat seeped from Chen Yi's forehead.
This godforsaken place, even inanimate objects know how to use entrapment to enforce the law.
Two more days passed.
Chen Yi deliberately avoided a giant tree that was thousands of feet tall.
The tree was full of life, looking like a rare oasis in this dead land.
But in Chen Yi's eyes, it was not a tree at all, but a huge insect nest.
As soon as they approached within a thousand feet, the tree canopy suddenly exploded.
hum!
Hundreds of fist-sized beetles with silver lines on their backs swarmed out, with the leader having a brilliant golden back and a ferocious mouthpart.
Soul-devouring worms!
A notorious and ferocious insect in the cultivation world, it devours everything and specializes in destroying protective spiritual light.
If they were surrounded, even a Nascent Soul cultivator would be devoured to the bone.
"Walk!"
Chen Yi gave a low shout and released the Crimson Soul Sparrow again, throwing Ning Bu'er onto it so that she could leave first.
He remained where he was, his hands forming a hand seal, but instead of attacking, he stirred the surrounding void.
The surge of magical power caused the already chaotic spiritual energy of this world to go completely berserk.
Countless tiny spatial rifts and vortexes of spiritual energy appeared out of thin air, forming a chaotic wall that blocked the swarm of insects.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Soul-Devouring Insects were blocked by the turbulent flow of spiritual energy, Chen Yi swayed and activated the [Turtle Escape Technique].
In an instant, he transformed into a lifeless stone, and under the cover of the chaotic airflow, he silently slid into the pile of rocks below, disappearing in a few leaps.
Several days later.
Chen Yi and his group finally saw the destination that the Ninth Princess had pointed out.
It was an area shrouded in thick black mist, which churned and crackled with lightning. Countless twisted demonic souls could be vaguely seen howling and struggling within it.
At the edge of the black fog, a figure was moving at high speed.
Chen Yi stopped, squinted, and hid behind a boulder.
It was a humanoid creature, slender in build, wearing a suit of close-fitting armor that Chen Yi had never seen before.
His fighting style is extremely peculiar.
Without using any spells or chanting any incantations, he held two short blades that gleamed with a blinding silver light in his hands.
The silver light was not spiritual power, but an energy rule that Chen Yi could not understand at all. It was sharp, cold, and had a texture that cut through space.
The figure moved like a ghost, flitting in and out of the edge of the black mist.
With each flash of silver light, a demonic soul was sliced into pieces, dissipating into pure energy.
The hunting efficiency is astonishing.
[Another cultivator from another world?]
Chen Yi thought to himself.
Along the way, he discovered traces left by cultivators from other realms, but this was the first time he had seen one alive.
The silver light in the opponent's hand was definitely not from this world.
Just as Chen Yi was concentrating on observing.
The figure that was hunting demon souls suddenly paused.
He turned his head sharply, his gaze, though hundreds of feet away, precisely locking onto the boulder where Chen Yi was hiding.
A powerful and domineering surge of divine consciousness crashed down like a heavy hammer.
"Who's there! Sneaking around like that!"
A loud shout exploded in Chen Yi's mind.
The next moment, the figure stomped down, and the ground cracked.
He transformed into a streak of silver light, carrying a chilling killing intent, and rushed straight towards Chen Yi.