6kv Chapter 55 The Outer Relics
Chapter 55 The Outer Relics
The sky here is broken, with a dark hue as if it had been torn apart by a tremendous force.
There were no sun, moon, or stars, only countless fine spatial cracks that covered the sky like a spider web, with occasional streams of chaotic light flashing through them like a dying pulse.
The earth was an endless expanse of scorched black and dark red, as if it had been burned by endless war and some more terrifying force.
The cracked ravines were bottomless and exuded a chilling aura.
The most unsettling thing is the unusual energy in the air.
It is omnipresent, like an invisible tide, constantly eroding everyone's protective aura, and even trying to penetrate into their bodies to dissolve all the power that contains vitality and order.
If it weren't for the clear, Daoist-infused glow emanating from Elder Lieyang's Boundary-Stabilizing Disc enveloping everyone, many disciples would likely have immediately felt their spiritual energy stagnate.
"Contain your spiritual power! Do not release it unless absolutely necessary! The energy here is incompatible with the spiritual power we cultivate; it is the legendary power of nothingness, capable of corroding all things and annihilating the laws of nature!"
Elder Lieyang's solemn voice echoed through the deathly silent world.
"Stay close to the Boundary-Stabilizing Disc; its light can temporarily isolate most of the void's corruption, but it won't last long. We must find a safe temporary base as soon as possible!"
All fifty disciples, including the usually arrogant Nangong Yu, had extremely serious expressions at this moment.
They could clearly feel that their connection with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was almost completely severed here.
The spiritual energy within the body diminishes with each use, and recovery is extremely slow. Moreover, one must constantly resist the pervasive erosion of the void.
The power of Taoist magic is greatly reduced here, and if one is not careful when using it, the resulting fluctuations in spiritual energy may actually attract a stronger backlash from the void.
The group moved forward in a suffocating silence, their feet on a ground that seemed to have been turned to glass, each step producing a hollow echo.
Scattered all around were enormous skeletons of unknown material, some resembling mountains, others broken into strange shapes.
It was covered with a thick layer of ash-like sediment.
In the distance, the outline of a collapsed palace, broken pillars, and some unimaginably large wrecked weapons are faintly visible, half-buried in the scorched earth, silently telling the story of the fierce battle that once took place here.
This is the legendary fallen immortal realm, the battlefield of finality.
Apart from these outsiders, there was almost no sign of life, only eternal silence and a despairing void.
"The Forest of Broken Steles lies ahead! Be careful, for what remains here are the lingering resentment and lingering hatred of the dead, a bizarre existence formed under the erosion of the power of nothingness!" Elder Lieyang warned again.
The so-called Forest of Broken Steles is an area that stretches as far as the eye can see, where countless huge, broken stone steles stand.
The stone tablets were made of neither gold nor jade, and were covered with ancient characters and patterns that were no longer recognizable, but most of them were broken.
Each stone tablet exudes a strong sense of grief and indignation, or a frenzied fluctuation of will, intertwining with the surrounding void power to form a unique spiritual force field.
The group cautiously entered the Stele Forest. The light was even dimmer here, with only the glow of the boundary markers providing limited illumination.
The air was filled with a low, murmuring noise, like countless people whispering in one's ear, disturbing the mind.
Suddenly, a disciple walking on the flank stiffened abruptly, his eyes instantly becoming vacant, his face a mixture of fear and madness. He abruptly drew his sword and, without saying a word, slashed at his fellow disciple beside him!
"Be careful! He's been corrupted by obsession!" Elder Lieyang reacted quickly, casting a calming spell that enveloped the disciple in a soft light.
The disciple's body trembled violently, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood. His eyes regained their clarity, and he collapsed to the ground, his face filled with lingering fear.
"I...I saw it...countless cultivators perished, golden blood staining the sky red...how terrifying..."
This is just the beginning.
As the group ventured deeper, the obsessions on the surrounding stone tablets seemed to be activated by the presence of living people, becoming even more active.
Twisted, translucent figures began to emerge from the stone tablet. They had no fixed form, like flickering will-o'-the-wisps, emitting silent howls that assaulted the minds of everyone present.
These strange entities are not physical, and ordinary Taoist attacks have little effect on them, mostly passing right through them.
However, the mental impact and obsessive corruption they contain are more dangerous than physical monsters!
"Guard your mind! Circulate the Mind-Cleansing Technique! Don't let your emotions be assimilated!" Elder Lieyang shouted, and the light of the Boundary-Stabilizing Disc shone even brighter, helping everyone stabilize their minds.
Nangong Yu frowned. He tried to launch a rocket, but the flame passed directly through a phantom of obsession, causing no damage. Instead, it attracted more phantoms to gather.
He snorted coldly, took out a jade pendant and put it on, and only then did the restless spiritual energy around him calm down.
Xia Yufei invited the moon to sing softly, and the sword emitted a halo of sword intent that enveloped her several feet away. Those lingering shadows of obsession melted away as quickly as ice and snow meeting the sun when they approached the halo.
The legacy of the Holy Land of Fuyou seems to possess a unique method of resisting this kind of spiritual invasion.
Lin Feng quickly set up a simple purification array, and the array's radiance enveloped more than ten disciples nearby, greatly reducing their pressure.
Lu Ming fully activated the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, while the Azure Lotus Sword Intent deep within his spiritual platform spontaneously circulated. That intent to sever illusions and break through delusion actually had a peculiar restraining effect on these invisible spiritual attacks.
Those who approached his obsessive afterimage were often shattered by his invisible, sharp sword intent before they could even touch his body.
His spirit sword, Cloud Snow, was not drawn, but the blade trembled slightly, and spiritual light flowed around it, seemingly helping him resist external evil.
"Ah—!" Another disciple couldn't resist and screamed in agony, clutching his head. Black energy began to seep from his seven orifices, clearly indicating that he had been deeply corrupted by his obsession.
"Save him!" Elder Lieyang shouted.
Several disciples nearby immediately joined forces, unleashing purification spells to barely pull the disciple back from the brink of collapse, but he was already exhausted and unconscious.
The team struggled to advance amidst the onslaught of countless lingering obsessions.
Every step was like wading through a swamp, requiring not only resistance to the erosion of the power of nothingness, but also constant vigilance to defend against the all-pervasive mental attacks.
Lu Ming's gaze swept over an exceptionally large stone tablet covered in cracks.
The obsession remaining on that stone tablet was exceptionally strong, filled with overwhelming hatred and resentment.
In a daze, he seemed to see a towering golden deity, surrounded by countless terrifying beings, roaring and shattering the heavens and earth, before finally perishing in despair...
He jerked his head away, dispelling the hatred that was almost consuming him, and broke out in a cold sweat on his back.
The obsessions left behind by these fallen immortals and gods have endured for countless ages, their power and terror far exceeding imagination.
"Speed up! There's a relatively stable ruin ahead where we can rest for a while!" Elder Lieyang's voice carried a hint of fatigue, clearly indicating that maintaining the boundary plate and resisting the obsession had taken a huge toll.
With renewed vigor, the group mustered their remaining strength and rushed toward the faintly visible ruins of a half-collapsed palace deep within the stele forest.
However, when they were less than a hundred feet away from the ruins, the most complete black monument in front of them, which was a thousand feet tall, suddenly erupted with a monstrous black and red resentment!
An enormous vengeful spirit slowly rose from the stele, and the spiritual pressure it emitted caused the entire forest of broken steles to tremble!
"Not good!" Elder Lieyang's expression changed drastically. "Everyone, defend your minds with all your might!"
The vengeful spirit let out a silent roar, and a mental shockwave, a mixture of madness and destructive intent, swept towards the entire team like a tsunami!
The light from the boundary marker flickered violently, like a candle burning in the wind!