stonecrandall Chapter 1365 - 706: Who Are You_2
Chapter 1365 - 706: Who Are You_2
"This..."
Ling Xiao held the wooden box, dumbfounded.
Gu Sheng took a deep breath.
"We’ve encountered a master. At least at the Nascent Soul Stage, maybe even..."
"What is it?"
"Nothing."
Gu Sheng shook his head and took the wooden box to inspect the two Spiritual Artifacts.
"Let’s see if they’re compatible first."
Ling Xiao put on the Green Jade Ring and immediately felt the surge of Wood Spiritual Energy flow into his meridians, much smoother than when using the Cold Frost Blade.
Gu Sheng found that the Starlight Chain perfectly matched his Star Technique.
"It seems Elder Bai didn’t deceive us."
Ling Xiao said happily.
However, Gu Sheng frowned.
"That’s precisely why it’s strange. How does he know so much about us? And what does ’a little face for Xinghong Spirit Domain’ mean?"
Ling Xiao scratched his head.
"Could it be related to the Heavenly Dao Curse? Master once said that High-level cultivators are all seeking ways to break it..."
"Speak not!"
Gu Sheng hurriedly interrupted.
"This is not something we can discuss."
He looked towards the direction where Elder Bai disappeared.
"What we need to do now is quickly reach the Descending Immortal Realm. With these two Spiritual Artifacts, we have a better chance of passing the inspection."
The two immediately decided to abandon their former Cold Frost Blade and Red Flame Sword, burying them deep under an ancient tree, and continued on with their newly acquired Spiritual Artifacts.
The night deepened and the mountain wind howled.
Gu Sheng frequently looked up at the sky, feeling that after Elder Bai’s words, even the arrangement of the stars became unusual.
"Gu, look!"
Ling Xiao suddenly pointed ahead, exclaiming.
Passing through the last forest, their view opened up. Amidst the rolling Cloud Sea, a mountain peak shrouded in colorful glow appeared indistinctly. Around the peak, countless ancient runes floated, sometimes transforming into birds, sometimes forming lotus shapes, incredibly mystical.
"The Descending Immortal Realm..."
Gu Sheng murmured, his eyes reflecting the dreamlike glow.
The path to the peak was a rainbow bridge formed by Spiritual Energy, with two stone tablets at its head, inscribed with ancient texts.
"Once in the Immortal Realm, the limit is a hundred days; without the spiritual tide, return is impossible forever."
Ling Xiao swallowed.
"It really is only entry, no exit..."
Gu Sheng clenched the Starlight Chain, feeling the warm power emanating from within.
"The path of cultivation is already defying the heavens. If one doesn’t dare to take this risk, how can there be talk of breakthroughs?"
"Brother, look at those trees!"
Ling Xiao pointed into the distance, his voice trembling slightly.
Following his gaze, Gu Sheng saw a forest of towering ancient trees on the horizon, each hundreds of meters tall, with trunks so thick it took dozens of people to encircle them.
The tree canopies blocked the sky and sun, the leaves as large as houses, glistening like jade in the sunlight.
More astonishing was the multicolored luster occasionally flashing among the branches and leaves, the nature’s spiritual energy so dense it almost seemed materialized.
"No wonder they call the Descending Immortal Realm a Holy Land for cultivators."
Gu Sheng immediately felt as if his insides had been cleansed.
"The density of Spiritual Energy here is at least ten times that of the outside world!"
Ling Xiao nodded excitedly.
"Brother, let’s hurry over! There’s bound to be more opportunities under those big trees!"
Gu Sheng, however, shook his head, his gaze cautious as he scanned the surroundings.
"Look over there."
At the edge of the Giant Tree Forest, dozens of figures were faintly visible, some flying with Sword Control, some controlling Magical Treasures, others walking on air—these were all cultivators at least at the Golden Core Stage.
"Too many people."
Gu Sheng said in a low voice.
"We’re newcomers and carrying secrets, it’s best not to interact with too many people."
Though Ling Xiao was reluctant, he understood his brother’s concerns.
They were currently WANTED by the Six Great Holy Lands as ’Gu Sheng’ and his accomplice. If their identities were exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Then which way should we go?"
Ling Xiao asked.
Gu Sheng closed his eyes to sense for a moment, then pointed southeasterly.
"There’s a weaker fluctuation of Spiritual Energy over there, but fewer people. I vaguely see a bamboo forest, it should be a secluded place."
The two immediately took to Sword Flight, heading in the direction Gu Sheng indicated. As they got closer, a lush, verdant bamboo forest gradually appeared.
This bamboo forest was equally massive, each bamboo thick as a water barrel, a hundred meters high, with leaves as large as small boats, swaying in the wind with a roaring sound, like waves crashing ashore.
"What a big bamboo forest!"
Ling Xiao exclaimed.
"If this were outside, any single bamboo could be a pillar!"
But Gu Sheng furrowed his brows.
"Strange, this bamboo forest seems rarely visited by people, but I feel something’s not right..."
Just as they were about to enter the bamboo forest, Gu Sheng suddenly pulled Ling Xiao back.
"Wait!"
He keenly sensed a few faint fluctuations at the edge of the bamboo forest. Although the other party was deliberately hiding, Gu Sheng’s Divine Sense, trained specially, still caught some faint traces.
"Someone’s there?"
Ling Xiao immediately became alert.
Gu Sheng nodded.
"More than one, and their cultivation isn’t low. It seems this bamboo forest isn’t as quiet as it looks."
The two exchanged a glance, deciding to avoid these presences and enter the bamboo forest from another side.
When they passed through layers of bamboo leaves, landing deep inside the forest, they discovered that the bamboo here had a faint purple hue, with naturally formed runes on the nodes, emitting a mysterious aura.
"Is this... Purple Spirit Bamboo?"
Ling Xiao exclaimed, touching the bamboo stem in surprise.
"The legendary Spirit Plant that helps one attain Enlightenment!"
Gu Sheng also showed delight.
"Looks like we chose the right place.
This bamboo forest is so vast that even if there are other cultivators, it’s difficult to encounter them. We can use this time to cultivate here."
Just as the two were about to find a suitable place to cultivate, Gu Sheng’s expression suddenly changed, sharply looking skywards.
"Not good! Someone’s scanning this area with Divine Sense!"
Ling Xiao immediately tensed.
"Is it the people hunting us?"
Gu Sheng’s expression was grave.
"I don’t know, but this Divine Sense is frighteningly strong, at least at the late Nascent Soul Stage! Quick, conceal your aura, hide under the bamboo leaves!"
The two swiftly concealed themselves, while Gu Sheng pulled out a talisman from his chest and crushed it, forming a barrier against Divine Sense.
At the moment the barrier formed, a massive will swept over them from above, pausing slightly, but ultimately not discovering them.
"Phew—"
Ling Xiao exhaled deeply.
"Almost discovered."
But Gu Sheng remained frowning.
"Something’s off, this Divine Sense is full of rage and hatred, as if searching for something specifically... Could our whereabouts have been compromised?"
Meanwhile, at another entrance to the Descending Immortal Realm, a figure tore through the sky—it was the Luoyun City Lord.
His eyes were blood-red, his face twisted, emitting a stifling murderous aura.
"Gu Sheng! I will tear you to pieces!"
The Luoyun City Lord roared at the sky, his voice causing the surrounding mountains and stones to crumble.
He abruptly expanded his Divine Sense, searching for any suspicious presence.
As a Great Perfection Nascent Soul expert, his Divine Sense could cover a range of dozens of miles, not missing a single fluctuation beneath his perception.
"Hmm?"
The Luoyun City Lord suddenly turned his gaze to the east.
"There’s a fluctuation of Spiritual Power there... people from the Six Great Holy Lands?"
He snorted coldly, and with a flash, disappeared from his spot. A few breaths later, the Luoyun City Lord appeared above an open valley, overlooking a dozen young cultivators in purple robes below.
"Who are you!"
The leading purple-robed young man shouted sharply, raising his hand to unleash a strike of purple Sword Qi towards the sky.
The Luoyun City Lord casually waved his hand, shattering the Sword Qi capable of slaying Golden Core cultivators.
Looking down on the group from on high, his eyes were full of disdain.
"Mere juniors, dare to act against me?"
Just as he was about to teach the oblivious young ones a lesson, his gaze landed on the emblem on the lead youth’s chest—a symbol of a purple sun illuminating the Ninth Layer, the mark of the Purple Mist Sacred Land!
The Luoyun City Lord’s pupils narrowed, his attitude rapidly shifted by one hundred and eighty degrees.