Chapter 40 The Secret of the Northern Wasteland Sacred Tomb, Encountering First Stage of Unity Return Realm Monster
As Gu Changsheng was being observed by many gazes, far away, three thousand miles from the edge of the Northern Wasteland Sacred Tomb, on a mountain peak.
A young man in a Daoist robe, riding a green ox, quietly arrived at this place. His face was ordinary and calm, his gaze looking at the endless Beast Tide ahead, as well as the floating Ice Palace surrounded by divine light.
It seemed like he was pondering something.
Suddenly, he produced a slightly yellowed fragment of a torn page from his hand, on which ancient characters were written, containing some hidden details.
“The torn page shows that the World Seed, which had been lost, seems to have fallen here. The Supreme Saint from the Sky-Tapping Realm brought it from the lower realm. He failed to refine it before being pursued by several supreme beings from other races. He then self-destructed, triggering restrictions in all directions, annihilating everyone here.”
“But as a result, this dragged down a lower realm, leading to the tragic death of the Sky-Tapping Saint’s descendants and the sad end of one of the supreme beings. It’s truly lamentable…”
He shook his head, muttering to himself in a soft voice.
However, there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes; they were utterly indifferent.
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The Northern Wasteland Sacred Tomb before him didn’t just bury a single Saint, but several Supreme Saints, beings hundreds of times stronger than ordinary Saints.
The torn page recorded that this place was once the retreat of the Sky-Tapping Supreme Saint.
But now, all that remained was a broken, ancient ruin, shrouded in gray mist. The pavilions and towers had long decayed, ready to collapse at any moment.
The fall of several Supreme Saints had unleashed boundless energy, causing the space barriers to break and allowing the undead material from a foreign land to fall out.
This outbreak of the dark Beast Tide had actually been anticipated.
The young man in the Daoist robe, the leader of the Immortal Family’s team, Ying Nie, then took out a whisk from his robe. With a gentle shake, an invisible force instantly emanated from it.
In the synchronizing images from the Qiankun Mirror, his figure instantly vanished, transforming into a blur.
Such a scene immediately caught the attention of many cultivators in Northern Wilderness City.
“What’s going on? How did he suddenly disappear?”
“I was just curious about this young Supreme from the Immortal Ying Family. He actually made himself disappear like that.”
Many cultivators were in shock.
After all, Ying Nie was the leader of the Immortal Ying Family’s team this time, and with every move he made, an aura of Dao emanated from him, incredibly extraordinary.
There were rumors that he had one of the closest physiques to the Dao.
Even the City Lord of Northern Wilderness City and others in the high sky frowned, not understanding his intentions.
In the void, the elder from the Gu Family looked at the scene with interest and said, “This child of yours is quite mysterious.”
Clearly, he was speaking to the elder from the Immortal Ying Family, and the two seemed quite familiar.
“Ying Nie is indeed very mysterious, but compared to your Divine Son, he still falls short,” the Ying Family elder replied humbly, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
He let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if they had won a small victory.
In fact, even they didn’t know what kind of physique Ying Nie possessed because it was unclear.
It resembled the innate Dao fetus, but there were no astonishing omens.
Yet, it seemed as if he were favored by the Dao, effortlessly succeeding in whatever he did without any exertion.
Whether it was cultivation or comprehension… it was as if the Dao itself was with him, carrying profound Dao rhythms.
Cultivating beside him even helped disciples focus and enter a meditative state, rapidly entering their cultivation state and keeping their minds clear…
However…
Ying Nie was still not the successor of the Immortal Ying Family’s current generation.
…
Meanwhile…
Swish!
The sound of a sword slicing through the air rang out.
A green-clad figure quickly merged into the void, making it nearly impossible to track her movements.
In the next instant, she had appeared several hundred miles away, and the figure she left behind on the spot spread out like a lotus leaf before slowly fading away.
Almost no beast was able to touch even the edge of her sleeve.
Glancing at the figure in white hundreds of miles away, the woman with an incredibly graceful face ground her teeth and muttered, “This scoundrel, how is he so fast?”
…
At the edge of the Northern Wasteland Sacred Tomb.
With a flick of his hand, a massive sword Qi slashed out, slicing a beast at the eighth stage Heaven-Splitting realm in half with a thud.
Gu Changsheng had already reached the closest area to the Northern Wasteland Sacred Tomb.
His warship floated in the sky, and behind him, the Beast Tide stretched endlessly, but he had forcefully created a path through it.
A blurry golden Treasure Vault appeared behind him, containing various divine weapons like swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, and even massive tripods, furnaces, seals, and so on, all moving in sync.
Each weapon radiated terrifying divine might, slaying every beast that came close, turning them into blood mist, creating a vacuum zone around him.
“Beasts at the Unity Return realm.”
Suddenly, Gu Changsheng raised an eyebrow, sensing the aura ahead.
Within the ruins covered by gray mist, a gigantic figure emerged, like a walking mountain, with eyes that resembled two blood-red moons.
Its oppressive aura was like a prison, vastly different from the beasts he had encountered before. The ground rumbled as it trampled, creating cracks hundreds of feet long!