SFS Chapter 729 Void Refinement Cultivator!
Chapter 729 Void Refinement Cultivator!
"Fellow Daoist Guimu,"
The Fire Source Taoist stroked his goatee, his tone still as polite as ever:
"You are truly intelligent. From the moment you stepped into the forbidden zone, you began to doubt me. The look in my eyes when I saw that stone door, my familiarity with the spatial turbulence barrier, my recovery speed after the arrival of divine might—details that others completely missed—you noticed them all. If it weren't for that divine might that made you wary, I would have wanted to keep you for a few more days. The level of your ability to see through the laws of space is something even I would admire. What a pity, what a pity."
Upon hearing this, Chen Fan's last shred of hope vanished.
This person had accumulated many doubts about the identity of the Fire Source Taoist along the way.
From his unusual expression in front of the stone plaque, to his excessive familiarity with the routes of the forbidden area, and to his ability to avoid the sleeping half-step Void Refinement old monster every time.
These doubts weighed heavily in Chen Fan's mind, ultimately leading him to decide to turn back.
Even so, he still thought the worst of this person, but not badly enough.
An old monster at the Void Refinement stage, disguised as a Nascent Soul Great Perfection cultivator, repeatedly tricked trapped cultivators into forming alliances to explore this underground space, and then led them into the depths of the forbidden zone.
Chen Fan didn't even need to bother guessing the fate of those cultivators.
It should be noted that in the memories of the Scattered Demon Master, new faces in this underground space never appeared more than a few hundred years before disappearing without a trace. Nine out of ten of those missing Nascent Soul cultivators were related to this person.
"How many people did you bring here?" Chen Fan asked, his voice flat to the point of being indifferent.
Huoyuan Daoist held up three fingers, then thought for a moment and held up two more: "I don't remember exactly. In the past three thousand years, there have been at least fifty. Some, like you, were lured into the forbidden zone by me under the guise of forming an alliance. Some were torn to pieces by spatial rifts on the outskirts, unable to even touch the gate of the forbidden zone. A few were lucky enough to pass through that barrier alive and come to this ruin with me, but unfortunately, they all stopped before the altar."
As he said this, a hint of reminiscence appeared on his face: "However, there is one thing I didn't lie to you about. I truly couldn't pass through that spatial turbulence barrier myself. For three thousand years, I've tried countless times, and each time I was almost torn apart by the turbulence. So, I carefully test every new cultivator. Those who understand the rules of space are kept for use. Those who don't are disposed of as they please. Fellow Daoist Guimu, among all the Nascent Soul cultivators I've ever seen, you are the first to be able to see through that barrier."
"So that so-called extremely ancient jade slip is also fake?" Chen Fan said calmly.
"No," Huoyuan Daoist shook his head, a meaningful smile appearing on his face, "The jade slip is real. However, it wasn't something I picked up by chance three thousand years ago. It was something I carried with me before I was trapped here."
Before he finished speaking, the spiritual pressure emanating from his body, at the Void Refinement level, suddenly surged. What had been a slowly spreading spiritual pressure erupted like a flood bursting its banks.
The entire stone palace ruins trembled violently, and the rubble on the ground was shaken up by the spiritual pressure, tumbling in the air for a moment before turning into dust.
The chaotic and ancient spiritual energy in the air was forcibly pushed aside by this spiritual pressure, forming a vacuum zone with a radius of several tens of feet around Huoyuan Daoist.
In that vacuum zone, even the light was slightly distorted and deformed, making his figure appear like a demon god emerging from the abyss.
Chen Fan felt an overwhelming force pressing down on him from all directions.
Without the slightest hesitation, he used the three realms of intent to create three layers of sword intent barriers in front of him. However, those three layers of barriers only lasted for less than half a breath before shattering inch by inch in the face of this spiritual pressure.
With a muffled groan, he was jolted back seven or eight steps, finally managing to steady himself by plunging his head into the ground!
The chasm between the Nascent Soul stage and the Void Refinement stage was magnified to its extreme at this moment. This was not a difference in skill, nor a difference in artistic conception, but a crushing defeat in the very essence of cultivation.
The spiritual power of a Void Refinement cultivator has touched the rudiments of the rules of heaven and earth, a level that a Nascent Soul cultivator can never reach.
Blood Butcher was even worse off than him.
His massive body was forced to kneel on one knee by the spiritual pressure, his hands gripping his knees tightly, veins bulging on his forehead, his face turning purplish-red, his teeth grinding together, yet he could not lift his head.
The crimson spear he treasured was stuck diagonally in the ground beside him, the flame patterns on its shaft completely extinguished.
The ice shield around Bingpo shattered completely, and her slender figure was pressed tightly against the stone pillar behind her by the spiritual pressure. Her face was as pale as paper, and even her lips had lost their color.
For the first time, an almost desperate look appeared in her icy blue eyes—not from fear of death, but from a chilling sense of dread over this scheme!
Upon reflection, she realized that her pride in her cultivation and caution had led her to fall into a trap that someone else had already set.
Looking at the three of them in their disheveled state, Huoyuan Daoist's condescending pity deepened.
He didn't say anything more, but simply raised his hand and waved it, and three crimson spiritual energy chains shot out from his palm, wrapping around the three people respectively.
Chen Fan tried to dodge, but under the lock-on of that Void Refining Spiritual Pressure, his movements were slowed down by more than several times.
He only had time to reach into his robes and touch the bottom of the golden bowl before the crimson chains wrapped around his body, binding his arms tightly to his sides.
A strange, devouring force suddenly emanated from the chains, sealing away most of the spiritual and demonic energy in his dantian at the same moment.
Blood Butcher roared and tried to struggle, but the chains tightened around him, and he finally collapsed to the ground. Ice Soul did not struggle; she simply closed her eyes silently. Her pale face was expressionless, with only her slightly trembling eyelashes revealing the turmoil in her heart.
Aoki and Ishiyama stepped forward and skillfully dragged Xue Tu and Bing Po up, following Huo Yuan Dao Ren with extremely composed movements.
"Let's go." Daoist Huoyuan turned around, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the direction of the golden light shimmering in the deepest part of the pillar forest, his steps calm and determined.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and said something with a mix of emotion and self-deprecation in his voice.
"Fellow Daoist Guimu, I must thank you. If it weren't for your ability to see through spatial turbulence, this avatar of mine would have had to wait for hundreds more years in front of that barrier before encountering the next prey who understands the rules of space. For three thousand years, I have tried countless times, and each time I have failed at the last step in front of this barrier. You are the first person to lead me safely through it."
Chen Fan was dragged to the back of the group by Qingmu, his body bound by chains and unable to move. Hearing Huoyuan Daoren's mockery, he remained silent!