Chapter 433

In the towering peaks of Yuan Ci Mountain, the cultivators who had originally come together watched Heiyao holding the Yuan Ci treasure pearl, all of them wearing envious expressions on their faces.

They lacked Heiyao's formidable methods, unable to quickly shatter the dazzling crystal casing of the Yuan Ci treasure pearl—a crystal that served as a barrier guarding the pearl, requiring absolute force to break open.

Their strength was far inferior to Heiyao's, so they would certainly need to expend much more effort.

Boom boom boom.

A more violent sound echoed throughout Yuan Ci Mountain, as at this moment new foreign cultivators had joined in the excavation of the Yuan Ci treasure pearl.

Cultivators vied against heaven, competing not only for resources but also for strength.

Yuan Ci Mountain was, after all, a hidden trove of the Ancient Collapse Meteor Sect; who knew what restrictions lay within—if triggered, not only would the Yuan Ci treasure pearl be unobtainable, but their very lives might be threatened.

Moreover, cultivators of the Universe have always been cold and unfeeling toward treasures; if a powerful and ruthless figure arrived, they would not waste time excavating the Yuan Ci treasure pearl but would simply seize it from those who had already obtained it.

In the Universe Cultivation World, it is an acknowledged iron law that great strength is an undeniable truth.

Rumble rumble rumble.

As the cultivators' attacks on the crystal casing of the Yuan Ci treasure pearl grew increasingly fierce, from afar one could see the cave dwellings across Yuan Ci Mountain emitting gray dust, causing the entire mountain range to tremble violently.

Seeing this, Heiyao's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly rushed to the side of Longling and the others.

"Fellow Daoists, settle this quickly.

The Yuan Ci force within Yuan Ci Mountain is becoming unstable."

Heiyao shouted to his fellow cultivators.

His fellow cultivator companions were still bombarding the barrier outside the Yuan Ci treasure pearl, many of their faces already turning pale—surely a sign of Spiritual Power exhaustion.

The Yuan Ci force has always been exceedingly fickle, its effect on cultivators' souls and spirits immense; if one uses Spiritual Power, its consumption rate is three times that of normal reality.

Therefore, to obtain the Yuan Ci treasure pearl one must pay a certain price, otherwise one can only end in dismay.

Bang bang bang.

The fluctuations of the Yuan Ci force within Yuan Ci Mountain surged like ocean waves, one wave after another striking all living beings in the mountain range.

Some cultivators with slightly weaker cultivation levels, even with protective light shields resisting external erosion, still began to feel dizzy and disoriented.

Their souls and spirits were greatly affected, their consciousness showing a tendency to lose itself.

Boom!!!!!

Suddenly, a sound like a volcanic eruption came from within the mountain range, as if the slumbering giant beast within the mountains had awakened at this moment.

Terrifying fluctuations turned into rings of ripples spreading in all directions; in the blink of an eye, the winding mountains began to show cracks, those lofty peaks snapping at the waist, and the great mountain summits directly collapsing from their lofty heights piercing the clouds.

At the spiderweb-like dense cracks on Yuan Ci Mountain, strange black light shot out—this black light was terrifying beyond measure; any object swept by it vanished in the blink of an eye from the cultivators' pupils.

Ripple.

The black light emerging from the mountain's cracks began to dance with mysterious silver runes; the runes blazed forth dazzling light, like the aurora, wildly scanning the entire mountain body.

The attack carried a regularity: wherever the light swept, ordinary ancient stones exploded, revealing mysterious patterns.

Hum. Boom. Hum. Boom.

Rhythmic sounds arose from the surroundings; all the mysterious patterns glowed, then were united by a strange force, quickly writhing and merging together.

"Oh no, the restriction of Yuan Ci Mountain has been triggered!"

Longling, seeing this, grabbed Bibo Xianzi and Heiyao's shoulders and instantly flashed away from the location of Yuan Ci Mountain.

Bang bang bang.

Cultivators in Yuan Ci Mountain who sensed danger fled from the transformed mountain interior.

At this moment they were covered in blood, their faces filled with fear, hastily fleeing outward from Yuan Ci Mountain, yet their speed was still half a beat too slow, and they were swept by the strange power undulating from the mysterious patterns, their souls and spirits vanishing directly into the air.

Many cultivators in Yuan Ci Mountain faced a similar scene, as if confronting a great enemy.

Yet the strange restriction power of Yuan Ci Mountain was terrifying beyond compare; only a very few cultivators of great strength managed to break free from its binding.

Bang.

The Yuan Ci force within Yuan Ci Mountain, stirred by the mysterious restriction, was no longer a gentle circulation but had become violently frenzied.

The Universe cultivators who could not escape in time not only felt their Spiritual Power uncontrollable within their bodies, but even their bodily gravity suddenly increased severalfold.

As time passed, cultivators gradually lost their ability to fly.

Worse still.

Fifty cultivators' treasures were drawn by the Yuan Ci force and tightly adhered to the mountain body, utterly unable to be detached.

Faced with this sudden change, countless cultivators felt a immense shadow of death loom over their hearts, and began to emit hysterical cries for help.

Yet many cultivators who had escaped Yuan Ci Mountain, upon hearing those mournful cries, all chose to remain indifferent.

The restriction power of Yuan Ci Mountain had already been activated; who knows what terrifying trump card the Ancient Collapse Meteor Sect left behind here? They had barely escaped the perilous place and dared not venture deeper again.

Boom.

At this moment.

A huge abyss suddenly collapsed outward, its surroundings fissures spreading like spiderwebs in rapid succession.

From the cracks surged streams of black vapor, accompanied by a heart-pounding low growl; people discovered that within the black vapor, a pair of blood-red eyes could faintly be seen.

"I never expected there to be a guardian of violence here.

Earlier, in our frantic assault to seize the Yuan Ci treasure pearl, numerous cultivators' violent attacks awakened it."

Longling gazed at the colossal figure gradually emerging from the collapsed abyss and said unexpectedly.

With the appearance of the treasure-guarding ferocious beast, all cultivators felt an unprecedented pressure.

This ferocious beast was enormous in size, its entire body covered in black scales, each flashing with a metallic sheen.

Its limbs were strong and powerful; each step it took caused the ground to tremble slightly.

Most terrifying of all was its head: a blood basin-wide mouth opened to reveal sharp fangs, capable of tearing apart any enemy daring to approach.

Even more strange was that this fearsome beast, resembling a crocodile-tortoise, dragged behind it a mysterious stone coffin.

The coffin was engraved with dense blood-red runes, deeply embedded in the turtle shell, continuously absorbing the beast's life force.

Many cultivators were frightened and quickly retreated, trying to keep a distance from this ferocious beast.

But the ferocious beast seemed unwilling to let any intruder go; it let out a deafening roar and then lunged fiercely at the cultivators.

Those cultivators who had not yet fully left Yuan Ci Mountain saw countless cultivators being devoured by the mysterious ferocious beast, becoming nourishment for the mysterious ancient coffin, and dared not scatter recklessly.

In this dire situation, many cultivators chose to unite; otherwise, fleeing in panic would only make them fodder for the guarding ferocious beast.

Now only the combined attack power might be able to resist the ferocity of the strange ferocious beast, and perhaps they could escape alive based on this.

Whoosh.

The cultivators responsible for attacking the head of the guarding ferocious beast, thereby attracting the beast's anger and drawing its attention.

Some cultivators stood ready in battle, seizing the opportunity to attack the body of the guarding ferocious beast, seeking to find its weakness, so as to unite and launch a fatal strike.

Bang.

The battle was imminent, and the entire Yuan Ci Mountain was in utter chaos.

The restrictions of Yuan Ci Mountain stimulated the ferocity of the treasure-guarding ferocious beast, making this treasure-hunting journey even more perilous.

But facing the threat of death behind them, the cultivators did not retreat; now there was no way back, only by defeating the guarding ferocious beast ahead could they escape alive, otherwise they would all die.

Longling gazed at the scene on the battlefield, a hint of interest appearing on his face.

I did not expect that beneath the iron blood there would also be tenderness; in adversity, it is not only a test of the cultivators' strength, but also a tempering of their will.

In the adversity of the treasure-guarding ferocious beast, the cultivators united to display courage and wisdom; any cultivator who sought opportunistic advantage was devoured by the guarding ferocious beast.

This bloody aspect made the remaining cultivators spare no expense, daring to escape the beast's peril and face the imminent hardship.

Roar.

The treasure-guarding ferocious beast raised its head to the sky and let out a howl, launching the first attack.

Its massive body moved nimbly through the mountain range, each pounce accompanied by the sound of tearing through the air.

Its ferocious sharp claws flashed like the edge of a blade with cold light, each swing carrying the power to tear everything apart.

The cultivators reacted quickly, each displaying their own Divine Abilities, forming a united formation to oppose this ferocious beast.

The core of the formation was an old cultivator with white hair and profound cultivation level, who temporarily became the leader among them.

The old man formed hand seals, and streams of Spiritual Power surged from his palms, connecting with each cultivator in the formation, creating a powerful Spiritual Power network.

"Control!"

The old man shouted loudly, and the formation immediately began to operate.

Spiritual Power flowed within the formation, forming a massive Spiritual Power barrier to block the ferocious beast's attacks.

At the same time.

Some cultivators began to launch long-range attacks; sword qi, flames, and other attacks surged toward the ferocious beast.

Although the ferocious beast's scales were as hard as iron, under the combined attacks of many cultivators, they finally found a weakness similar to that of a crocodile-turtle ferocious beast—namely, the beast's eyes.

Roar.

One eye of the ferocious beast was shattered by a sneak attacker's arrow rain, yet the perpetrator did not retreat because of this; instead, it became even more frenzied.

It let out an earth-shaking roar, the entire mountain range violently trembled, countless mysterious runes floated around its body, allowing the ferocious beast to open its blood-filled maw and eject a black energy wave, smashing toward the cultivators united together.

"Be careful!"

The old man's face changed, and he quickly adjusted the formation, strengthening the Spiritual Power barrier.

The black energy wave struck the barrier, producing a tremendous rumbling sound, and the entire cave was shaken by this force to the point of nearly collapsing.

At this moment.

A young cultivator suddenly rushed out of the formation, his speed extremely fast like a bolt of lightning, directly charging toward the ferocious beast.

In his hand he held a longsword flashing with golden light, golden light surging upon it, with mysterious liquid flowing on the golden longsword, making the entire blade brim with vast sword qi.

"This is how I cut! "

The young cultivator shouted loudly, the golden light on the longsword blazed brightly, and he swung a sword toward the ferocious beast's neck.

This sword contained all of his Spiritual Power and will; the sword light was like a bolt of lightning, tearing through the air and striking the target directly.

The ferocious beast sensed the threat and hastily turned, trying to block with its claws.

But the speed of the golden light sword was too fast; its claws had not yet touched the sword light when the sword had already struck its neck.

Bang!!!

With a tremendous roar, a deep wound appeared on the ferocious beast's neck, and black blood gushed out.

The ferocious beast let out a painful howl, but it did not fall; instead, it became even more frenzied in its attacks, each strike carrying destructive power, and the entire mountain range kept collapsing under the assault.

"Golden Bloodline Human Race!!!!"

Qin Cang beside Longling exclaimed in shock.

He stared at the liquid on the golden longsword, his gaze unable to leave for a long time.

"Daoist Longling, you do not know.

This golden human race is strange and unknown in origin.

Even in the Universe Cultivation World, there are rumors that the golden human race possesses half of the ferocious beast's bloodline, but exactly how remains unknown to outsiders.

The strong ones of the golden human race are extremely mysterious; once their physical body perishes, they automatically undergo soldier dissolution, leaving nothing for the Universe Cultivation World.

Moreover, the golden race is extremely ruthless; if they discover any cultivator secretly obtaining their clansmen's remains for research or inheritance,

no matter how powerful that cultivator is, they will relentlessly carry out punishment without end.

At some point in these endless ages, the golden clan has expended countless great teachings of the Universe."

Bibo Xianzi, seeing Longling about to ask Qin Cang, directly interjected with an explanation.

Longling's eyes flashed with a shocked expression.

This journey to Tianji Shengyu has truly not been in vain.

He has already come to know many human races; for earth cultivators, this brings endless benefits, usable by later generations to avoid fortune and misfortune.

"Everyone, the guardian beast is already severely wounded.

Kill it!!!"

On Mount Yuan Ci, a cultivator shouted loudly; Mount Yuan Ci collapsed due to the battle and could no longer be delayed, otherwise it was very likely to be dragged into hell by the forbidden seal of the ancient great sect in the abyss, resulting in death and the extinction of the Dao.

Upon hearing this, the cultivators all understood in their hearts and began to unleash their strongest Divine Abilities, engaging in the final battle with the guardian beast.

Sword Qi, Spiritual Power, flames, ice...

Various terrifying Divine Abilities intertwined in the cave, forming a splendid feast of light and shadow, and within this light and shadow, the battle between the cultivators and the guardian beast also reached a fever pitch.

Roar.

The other eye of the guardian beast was struck, black blood flowing from the eye socket, appearing extremely ferocious.

This guardian beast finally seemed to feel the threat of death, raising its head to let out a terrifying roar.

Strands of black liquid poured from the carapace into the eerie black stone coffin, and the netherworld runes on the ancient coffin flickered, emitting an eerie power.

The cultivators, who had been panting heavily, instantly turned pale.

They had not yet felt the joy of victory when they saw the guardian beast's eyes flashing with dazzling black light, mysterious runes undulating, and as the black light from the ancient coffin reached its utmost brilliance, the beast's originally destroyed eyes instantly regenerated.

This scene simply exhausted those who were already weary and frightened half to death.

In order to slay the guardian beast and gain a chance at life, they had expended all their Divine Abilities; even facing threats to life and death, they would rather temper their will, but after expending the strength of nine oxen and two tigers to gain battle results, they vanished in an instant.

"What on earth is going on?"

Heiyao's eyes widened in utter disbelief, her face turned pale.

She looked at the other cultivators, their expressions identical to hers.

"Because that guardian beast was never a living being, but a dead object!"

At this moment, Longling's eyes flashed with a smug light, and he spoke.

The mysterious ancient coffin on the guardian beast's back shell was extraordinary; strands of Spiritual Power continuously poured into the beast's body, supporting its every move.

Longling also could not understand what exactly was inside the ancient coffin,

"How could this be?"

As Longling's words fell, all the cultivators present were astonished, their worldviews utterly overturned.

That guardian beast could sense the fluctuations of life source power—how could it be a dead object? Longling's words made everyone truly unwilling to accept.