Chapter 464: Stepping onto the Reverse Side, Wraiths Like a Sea
"Spread out and keep watch; do not let even the slightest movement escape your notice."
After his two companions suppressed their wandering thoughts and nodded in agreement with his plan, Du En spoke again to issue this order to the guards.
Then, the three of them vanished, heading off to find another place to continue their pursuit, so as to avoid any accidents spilling over.
Although the people left behind were confused and filled with unease, they obeyed obediently, and no one dared to act rashly.
Du En and his companions did not actually go very far; they simply found a deserted area nearby and began to carry out what they had agreed upon.
The key lay in that small bone whistle; he was not fully utilizing his physical divine abilities at this moment, but was instead using his normal state to sense that trace of aura that had flowed into it and disappeared.
Because that was an aura capable of staining a person's life source—in a sense, one could say it was the life source aura itself—Du En was naturally able to sense it now.
And although this bone whistle was mysterious and hidden, difficult to perceive directly, it seemed to have no extra peculiarities that hindered this side; it might even have provided convenience, so Du En's sensing was quite easy, and even stirring and drawing out that aura from the other side seemed simple.
Once it was successfully drawn out, it was time for the An Shen phase.
The deity located within the rhombic mirror raised a hand and pointed; immediately, the surrounding air rippled like water, and small whirlpools appeared one after another, then subsided, forming objects like small mirror surfaces.
Spatial reflection.
They reflected and isolated each other, while also intersecting and influencing one another, causing the space here to become complex and intricate in an instant, as if shattered into countless fragments, with the figures of the three visible in every fragment.
However, there was only one whistle, which remained like a nail, firmly anchoring something in place.
"Doing it this way really has potential!"
Sheng Zhaoshui said this, also unleashing his own methods.
Flowers and leaves, never meeting! I am the flower, you are the leaf! I am here, you are not! His figure was like a bubble, disappearing into one of the mirror surfaces; immediately after, the bone whistle began to shake, his figure disappeared from one mirror surface after another, the bone whistle trembled incessantly, and then, suddenly, it followed and disappeared.
Du En's hand moved at the right moment, reaching into that disappearance.
Hum! The space vibrated immediately, and the mirror surfaces cracked, but as the main body of An Shen opened its eyes and exerted force, all the cracks converged toward each other, instantly fusing into one, and with a 'bang', a circular spatial gateway appeared between the three.
The spot where Du En's hand had submerged was exactly at the center point.
He did not hesitate and stepped directly inside.
"Using this 'nail' embedded in the local, absurd space as a medium, I didn't expect it could really break through it. So, where on earth did this thing come from..."
Sheng Zhaoshui shook his head, muttering his doubts, and also followed closely inside.
An Shen was the one to bring up the rear; logically, as the one with the strongest base strength among the three, he should have stayed behind to guard the spatial gateway, but he did not stay; instead, with a slight sway, the rhombic mirror disappeared.
It could not be said to have disappeared completely; a faint, vague phantom of the rhombic mirror still existed on the spot.
Both inside and outside the spatial gateway, he now had a presence, and to ensure there were no mistakes, he began to set up formations and restrictions; rays of light projected from the faint rhombic mirror, landing in various places around, forming layers of obstacles and defenses.
Inside the gateway.
Du En walked in first, holding the bone whistle in his hand; that wisp of life source aura inside the whistle was resting quietly, as if it were the final piece of a puzzle, appearing entirely harmonious and natural.
Is this the reverse side of space? He tucked the bone whistle away properly and couldn't help but think this.
Because when they broke through and stepped in, it was very much like stepping into the reverse side of the surface space in the past; although the space here in the Qingxuan Star Realm was created by the Supreme, condensed into one piece from the deep layer to the surface, it was still space after all, and possessed consistent basic characteristics.
Then, Du En fixed his gaze on his surroundings; the sky was a misty red, and it seemed to be filled with a malice toward normal living beings; his personal sense of time became rapidly blurred as he looked out, appearing very unstable.
Choosing to look down, he saw that the earth was in a shattered state, with graves floating in the air one after another, like the corpses of homeless wraiths, emitting a thick aura of death and resentment.
These were the scenes observed while looking around; in any case, divine sense always had loopholes, and to avoid alerting the enemy, he did not use his divine sense to scan randomly.
Looking back, the spatial gateway still stood there, and one could vaguely see the normal scene on the opposite side.
When Du En turned back, Sheng Zhaoshui happened to walk over, followed by the An Shen rhombic mirror.
He glanced at the deity who should have remained outside, but he said nothing.
"Woo woo woo..."
The sound of ghosts wailing and wolves howling suddenly rang out.
As if sensing the entry of normal living beings, the graves floating on the shattered earth began to stir.
One after another, rotting hands broke through the grave soil, and one after another, the dead dragged out their tortured, mangled remains, abruptly exploding into dust; then, amidst the corpse dust, ferocious wraiths appeared before Du En and the others, letting out shrieks that struck directly at the primordial spirit.
Dense and numerous, covering the sky and earth; at a glance, there was no telling how many there were.
"I must say, the timing of this appearance is a bit too coincidental; it's practically like a pit dug and waiting for us to jump into it ourselves. No wonder it seemed relatively simple when we came in!"
Sheng Zhaoshui sighed, his gaze becoming faintly cold: "But this way, it's actually a bit challenging. They are all wraiths capable of affecting the primordial spirit; it's practically an army of the Transformation Deity stage!"
If it were an ordinary Transformation Deity stage cultivator, even one a grade or two higher than someone like the Nine Clouds Venerable, facing these wraiths rushing in like a tidal wave, they would surely be dizzy and disoriented by now, unable to make any effective response, and would be devoured instantly.
But the three people here were not ordinary Transformation Deity stage cultivators! "Do not be careless; guard this spatial gateway well."
Du En spoke calmly, and the moment he acted, it was a powerful move.
Red phoenix fire, golden yang flame, white bright flame—as they touched, they immediately transformed into a thousand-mile path of true fire, pouring out directly, turning the shattered earth, the blood-mist sky, and the wraith graves into ash on the spot, sweeping out an empty fan-shaped area.
At the same time, he was already suspended in the air, with firelight circling the ground, melting the earth into slurry, and three thousand six hundred fifth-grade top-tier magical artifacts were refined into existence, circling the spatial gateway as a means of protection. The other two also made their moves; Sheng Zhaoshui clapped his hands, then clapped one hand against himself and the other against the gateway, and immediately, they seemed to shift out of alignment, and the spatial gateway fell into a very strange state.
Then he pointed in the direction in front of him, and immediately, flowing water covered the area; in the blink of an eye, a dark abyss formed from the shattered earth. Amidst the rippling water, the wraiths were not blocked and continued to rush over.
Plop, plop! One after another, they suddenly scrambled to jump into the water, and the deep water of the dark abyss seemed infinitely deep; no matter how many wraiths were thrown into it, no surging waves appeared, which made one feel solemn, and even a bit creepy.
Because of the divine ability protection here, An Shen couldn't help but feel the connection between himself and his shadow clone; confirming it was correct, he subconsciously glanced over and happened to see Sheng Zhaoshui use this move, and was immediately secretly shocked, because he couldn't see through the specific details for a moment!
It clearly should have been only some kind of Profound-grade level Daoist technique, not reaching the depth of Earth-grade, but in Sheng Zhaoshui's hands, it actually displayed a higher efficiency in clearing enemies than Du En's Three True Divine Fires.
What kind of Daoist technique was that? An Shen couldn't help but have the face of True Monarch Cheng Ru flash through his mind, because it was very clear that this unknown Daoist technique came from his side; otherwise, Sheng Zhaoshui would not be just a weak prodigy.
Although he felt concerned and shocked, An Shen's movements were not slow; he stopped in the final direction, and bright, clear starlight points suddenly flashed above the blood-mist sky.
The light points suddenly became brilliant and began to descend, circling like pillars, directly setting up a mysterious starlight protective formation around the spatial gateway, layering it over the two existing defensive measures, and finally forming a starlight light membrane.
With the three of them defending like this, ensuring stability, they then turned their attention to the wraiths that had reached them.
It was very simple; he didn't even need other moves.
A terrifying divine pressure erupted; in a trance, it was as if one could see a dark moon rising and hanging above the ground, high, majestic, and powerful—it was the kind of power visible to the naked eye.
The six-thousand-mile scale of magnitude was right there! Although he had not yet fully recovered and could only exert fifty or sixty percent of his original strength, a half-step Void Refinement strong prodigy, even with only half their strength, was already quite exaggerated.
Visible to the naked eye, the side he was responsible for was directly cleared out.
The deity goes on patrol, all demons submit, none may approach me!
However, the reverse side of this space is vast and boundless; above the shattered earth, one knows not how many graves are suspended, as if all the sins created by the Immortal Sects' struggle for hegemony over ten thousand years have been piled up here, simply infinite, countless, and unending. Even if the three of them easily cleared away quantities of a hundred thousand or a million, there are still scales of tens of millions and billions breaking through the soil, transforming into vengeful spirits!
These fifth-tier vengeful spirits simply cannot be finished off! At the same time, accompanying the clamor of the vengeful spirits, that malice permeating the sky is also becoming obvious, as if some sinister existence is peeping.
That gaze fills every direction, sticky and clammy, as if a tongue wrapped in foul-smelling saliva is licking one's skin, making one feel nothing but hair-raising horror.
While the three continue to urge their methods to eliminate the endless stream of vengeful spirits, they are also trying to find the source of that malice. Right now, no matter what, they need to find the source and eliminate it; only then is it possible for these vengeful spirits to stop the rhythm of continuing to surge forth.
Otherwise, even if the three are incomparably formidable, I fear that in the end, they will be submerged and devoured by the sea of vengeful spirits! Moreover, if they keep consuming energy like this, it is highly likely that some tricky, powerful individual will emerge, so they must make a quick decision!
But although their plans were well-laid, no matter what methods the three used, they could not capture the true form of that malice!
They are as if they have fallen into the fleshy stomach of an inexplicable creature; although they can defeat the bacteria within, they are fundamentally unable to resist the process of digestion, and it is even harder to see the appearance of the thing that swallowed them...
"What should we do now?"
Sweat has unknowingly appeared on the face of Sheng Zhaoshui.
In the direction he is responsible for, that Profound Abyss of Dao Techniques is no longer calm at this moment; accompanied by the charging in of countless vengeful spirits, the water surface is surging with waves, and one can see countless ferocious faces roaring and struggling within. Soon, they will be able to tear through the constraints of the Dao, and like a terrifying bomb exploding, directly inflict a tragic blow upon Sheng Zhaoshui.
Normally, it would be impossible for this kind of "indigestion" scene to appear, but the vengeful spirits surging over now are simply too many, blotting out the sky and sun; there is only gray and black, and various shrieks are kneaded into one, with an intensity that could easily shake a strong genius at the Nascent Soul stage into an idiot on the spot.
If they continue to pile up, an ordinary weak prodigy like him will also be unable to hold on, and sooner or later he will become a foolish idiot, only to be pounced upon and eaten clean by them.
The surface is calm and tranquil, just a minor skirmish.
The reverse side is raging with storms, terrifying to the extreme! The situation in the Profound Mysterious Star Realm is truly polarized, and I fear that as time passes, they will intersect with each other; at that time, the entire star realm will be annihilated in an instant, and billions of living beings will all die out! "Let's retreat first."
Seeing that he could never find the true master of the malice, Du En, out of caution, can only retreat back to the surface that is still considered normal, and wait until he is fully prepared to come here again to dig to the roots!
With the bone whistle in hand and having had the experience of stepping in, wanting to open the door and enter again is not a difficult point.
The other two have no objections, especially Sheng Zhaoshui; although he is very mysterious and makes people unable to fathom his specific thoughts, when it comes to basic hard power, he is actually the lowest of the three and cannot hold on for long.
It is a matter of course that he leaves first.
His figure flickers, and he begins to retreat.
At the same time, Du En glances to the side.
The Profound Abyss has already turned into a Mad Abyss, and the vengeful spirits are about to go mad and burst forth.
The endless mana here is no longer concealed and erupts with a boom; it is truly a new sun appearing, and the Sun Divine Fire, which is extremely rigid and yang and specializes in killing all evils, surges out, directly burning across most of the sky, and even the Mad Abyss is instantly evaporated.
That scene is just like water droplets unable to help themselves falling into boiling oil, being evaporated completely on the spot.
However, after Du En uses this move, he cannot help but have some stagnation and stiffness.
Because his mastery level of the Sun Divine Fire is not high, he just used mana to forcefully pour out the power of the Dao technique; even if his mana is endless and inexhaustible, it burned his reserves to the bottom for a moment, and he needs to pause briefly to refill.
Sheng Zhaoshui has already successfully withdrawn and, seeing this, is about to sigh with emotion.
"Awoooo!!!"
Seeming to perceive that the food is about to run, as if discovering Du En's momentary lapse, the blood-mist sky, which had no actual changes even after being cleared of vengeful spirits, suddenly has a tornado hanging down in the distance at this moment.
Before they could go to stop it, the blood mist hung down and disappeared, and a terrifying pressure of resentment appeared with a roar.
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