Chapter 435: Mysterious Sacrifice

Longling saw the runes on the ancient stele slowly disappearing, while those Huanyu cultivators imprisoned here were lost in temporary joy.

They all forgot that this place was the relic of the Primordial Cataclysmic Great Sect, and that everything was far simpler than imagined.

Boom.

Just as the runes on the ancient stele suddenly disappeared, the burial mound erected behind the rune-engraved ancient stele exploded abruptly.

A deafening roar rippled through the whole space, thunder raged, and dust flew up.

Many cultivators around had no time to react; many were affected, directly flung away by the terrifying surge, vomiting blood from their mouths, with countless specks drifting over their soul bodies, all rapidly gathering toward the exploding burial mound.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's the Yellow Spring Flower."

As countless soul powers nourished the exploding burial mound, a blood-red flower bud rose from it, absorbing soul power and beginning to bloom; cultivators who recognized it showed fearful expressions, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets, faces full of fear.

"Truly, truly it is the Yellow Spring Flower.

It is said this flower can communicate between yin and yang realms, and whenever it appears, strange events will occur.

How could Yuan Magnetic Mountain have such terrifying things!!!

That Primordial Cataclysmic Great Sect is certainly no pushover!!

Some imprisoned Huanyu cultivators, trembling with fear, said.

The Yellow Spring Flower, at the center of the explosion, was utterly unaffected by any Yuan Magnetic power; its blood-red petals slowly unfolded, revealing the countless mysterious fruits nurtured in its core.

The fruits quickly matured under the nourishment of the Yellow Spring Flower, as if given life, flickering with a faint glow; as they matured, they began to fall from the core, and upon hitting the ground they emitted a sharp cracking sound.

Each fruit's rupture was accompanied by a strange energy surge; from the broken fruit crawled out variously shaped mysterious worms, resembling scorpions, all bearing transparent wings, and upon appearance they waved their sharp claws seeking nearby prey.

"Indeed, it's not as simple as imagined.

"The cultivators are doomed."

Longling and Bibo Xianzi exchanged a glance and spoke.

They knew the appearance of these worms was no coincidence; they would surely bring great disaster to the trapped cultivators, though what exactly remained uncertain.

"Act quickly, those worms are flying over!"

Among the imprisoned Huanyu cultivators, a strong one flashed a hint of resolve in his eyes and spoke decisively in a low voice.

The surrounding cultivators nodded in shock; those worms were extremely eerie, their eyes glowing with an evil light that made one's scalp tingle.

A cultivator facing the attacking mysterious worm swiftly waved his hand, emitting a jade-green halo from his palm that enveloped the worms, halting their movement; however, these worms seemed not so simple.

The mysterious worms began to emit a low growl, their bodies emanating an eerie light; all the imprisoned cultivators felt an unprecedented pressure from these weird worms.

Once those mysterious worms detected a human target, they shot forward like arrows released from a bow, moving with abnormal speed and seeming eager; despite the cultivators' high vigilance, the worms seemed to possess some special ability, allowing them to silently approach the cultivators' soul bodies.

The worms seized the opportunity to burrow into the cultivators' soul bodies, like parasites, quickly taking control of their bodies.

After the mysterious worms burrowed into the cultivators' bodies, most felt a sudden intense pain, followed by icy numbness; their consciousness began to blur, and their bodies no longer obeyed them.

The worms rapidly reproduced inside them, releasing a special toxin that not only corroded the cultivators' bodies but also altered their nature.

Soon, the besieged Huanyu cultivators noticed that those whose bodies had been invaded by the mysterious worms began to undergo strange changes: their skin turned pallid and bloodless, their pupils lost luster, becoming hollow and lifeless; their movements seemed to lose vitality, becoming stiff and mechanical, all turning into walking corpses.

Seeing this, the Huanyu cultivators were greatly alarmed; if they did not quickly find a solution, everyone would be devoured by the mysterious fruits borne of the Yellow Spring Flower.

Boom.

A powerful cultivator swiftly unleashed a mighty secret art, attempting to expel the worms from the cultivators' bodies; other cultivators tried to heal the controlled soul bodies, attempting to use strong cultivation level for the cultivators' consciousness.

However, these worms seemed to have extremely strong resistance to spells; ordinary spells and healing methods were hard to be effective.

"We must find the worms' weakness!"

Among the besieged Huanyu cultivators, someone spoke in a low voice, his eyes revealing determination and resolve.

The surrounding Huanyu cultivators nodded, each going their separate ways to act.

This dreadful calamity is not only a test of strength, but also a challenge to wisdom and courage.

Only by finding the correct method can we save their lives; otherwise they will be devoured by the worms and turned into unconscious zombies.

Facing these zombie cultivators, the Huanyu cultivators realized an unprecedented crisis.

The zombies possessed a bloodthirsty ferocity, their physical strength extraordinarily strong; ordinary attacks were nearly ineffective against them, as if they had immortal bodies—even if their bodies were chopped, they could still move.

Some Huanyu cultivators flashed a hint of ruthlessness in their eyes.

Now many cultivators have become zombies; not only is there the crisis of the mysterious worms, but also terrifying zombie cultivators launching bloody assaults on them.

Countless cultivators died miserably in the crisis, yet after falling they were revived again, becoming zombies to persecute other normal cultivators.

"No, we have no choice but to take extreme measures.

"Otherwise the enemy will only grow stronger the more we fight, and we will ultimately be worn to death."

A Huanyu cultivator shouted in shock, his face full of fear.

Boom.

At this moment, the Yellow Spring Flower bloomed even larger, taking the dense killing intent and resentment as nourishment, continuing to stretch toward the heavens.

On Yuan Magnetic Mountain, the mysterious binding seal was broken, and countless mysterious fruits scattered near Yuan Magnetic Mountain.

Those fruits, upon hitting the ground, likewise produced individual mysterious worms.

Those worms are extremely fast; as soon as they appear they lunge at nearby prey, and in the blink of an eye many cultivators watching the spectacle suffered misfortune.

Not only did they die miserably, but their soul bodies also mutated, becoming zombies that persecuted their former companion cultivators; the besieged cultivators, seeing this, instantly dared not keep any secrets any longer.

Various magical treasures and forbidden weapons were hurled at the zombified cultivators and the eerie worms, even forbidden spells were unleashed.

Bibo Xianzi employed the Weak Water Method, using streams of pure spiritual energy to try to cleanse the toxins within the zombies' bodies.

She believed that only by thoroughly purifying the corpse toxin inside the mutated Huanyu cultivators' bodies could those turned zombies recover their original appearance; however, the zombies' power was too terrifying—even Bibo Xianzi's methods could only temporarily suppress them, not eradicate them completely.

The battle became extraordinarily difficult, with cultivators falling one after another and turning into zombies.

At this moment.

A Huanyu cultivator tentatively spoke.

"According to ancient texts, although the fruit of the Yellow Spring Flower can turn people into zombies, its root contains a special ingredient capable of dispelling the toxin.

If we can find the root of the Yellow Spring Flower, perhaps we can make an antidote.

As his words fell, the surrounding Huanyu cultivators immediately split up to act.

Bibo Xianzi searched carefully in the ruins and finally found the Yellow Spring Flower's root in a hidden corner.

She quickly gathered some and then returned to meet with Longling; together they extracted the juice from the Yellow Spring Flower's root and refined it into an antidote.

The antidote was applied to the zombies' wounds, and the zombies indeed began to gradually regain consciousness; the aberrant cultivators' souls and bodies also slowly returned to normal.

"Qin Cang, Chilian.

You two join forces to burn all those cultivators who cannot recover with the Three Light Divine Fire.

Longling spoke.

In the crisis of the Yellow Spring Flower, he discovered that after Qin Cang assisted the Three Light Divine Fire with Wood Source Power, many zombies could be quickly eliminated; the combination of the two harbors ancient mysterious power.

The willow branch danced casually as if alive, swiftly wrapping around the zombies' bodies and tightly binding them, stopping their movement.

The zombies struggled to break free of the willow branch's binding, but the willow branch, as if sentient, grew tighter the more it wrapped, ultimately fixing the zombies in place, unable to move.

Chilian's Three Light Divine Fire clung to that mysterious willow branch; the fierce flame formed by the triple combination of sunlight, moonlight, and starlight can incinerate all evil and impurity.

As Chilian formed seals with both hands, the Three Light Divine Fire emitted dazzling light like a meteor, tearing through the night sky to strike the zombies bound by the willow branch.

At the moment the flame contacted the zombies, it burst forth with strong light and heat.

The evil power within the zombies' bodies rapidly dissipated under the burning of the Three Light Divine Fire, and their bodies also turned to ash in the flame.

Qin Cang and Chilian's coordination was seamless; the willow branch's binding combined with the Three Light Divine Fire's burning effectively eliminated the zombie threat, and this discovery made countless cultivators' eyes light up.

Zombies are impossible to kill; only the rhizome of the Yellow Spring Flower can heal them, yet the Yellow Spring Flower is guarded with extreme strictness by the aberrant cultivators; obtaining it requires paying the price of one's life.

However, Qin Cang's mysterious willow branch in his hand and Chilian's Three Light Divine Fire on his body are different; now they cause zombies to fear and dread, daring not to approach this group of cultivators any further.

"Really didn't expect, the ancestral land's method to exterminate zombies.

Actually effective just as well in the Universe Cultivation World.

Longling saw this, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It is recorded in the Celestial Master Dao on Earth.

Zombies need fire made from ignited willow branches to burn their bodies to ash, but now entering the Universe Cultivation World, facing Huanyu cultivators turned into zombies by the Yellow Spring Flower's fruit.

This method is equally effective, but the willow branches used to exterminate zombies have been replaced with Wood Origin Source willow branches and the Three Light Divine Fire.

However, as the zombies were eliminated, the endless killing qi did not dissipate in the air but gradually gathered and solidified; these killing qi seemed to have their own consciousness, drifting in the abyss of the collapsing Original Magnetic Mountain, forming a powerful dark force.

In the abyss, the originally calm ground began to tremble, as if some huge power was brewing underground; as the tremors intensified, a blood pool emerged from the abyss.

The blood in the blood pool boiled, emitting a pungent blood smell and strong killing qi.

Longling and Bibo Xianzi exchanged glances, feeling an unprecedented pressure; this blood pool is obviously not naturally formed, it is more like the condensation of some evil power.

Qin Cang and Chilian, seeing Longling's signal, immediately began to act.

Qin Cang's willow branch in his hand danced again, tracing complex trajectories in the air to form a huge formation; Chilian formed seals with his hand and once again deployed the Three Light Divine Fire.

This time their target is the floating blood pool.

The Three Light Divine Fire condensed in the air into a huge fireball flying toward the blood pool; at the moment the fireball contacted the blood pool, it burst forth with strong light and heat; the blood in the blood pool began to evaporate, and the killing qi was also purified in the flame.

However, the blood pool seems to be empowered by some mysterious power; the purified killing qi, as the blood pool's waves rage, becomes even more vast in the flame.

Boom.

The blood in the blood pool formed huge blood bubbles, as if something were about to be born from it.

The Huanyu cultivators saw this, and fear appeared on their faces.

The blood pool obviously contains a great horror; if its surge cannot be stopped, disaster will befall; because they are terrified to discover that in the blood bubbles surging in the blood pool, each contains a terrifying figure dressed in ancient attire.

Those figures' bodies are permeated with law power; merely looking at them makes one's head ache as if about to split.

All cultivators dared not be careless, each unleashing their own techniques, attempting to seal the power within the blood pool.

Streams of Spiritual Power intertwined in the air, forming a huge hexagram seal formation, suppressing the surging blood and killing qi within the blood pool.

Boom rumble.

Just then, the abyss of Original Magnetic Mountain erupted with a tremendous roar; aberration reborn.

A strong power burst from the abyss, accompanied by the distortion and tearing of space; a dim figure slowly emerged.

"Deep Spring Spirit?

Longling gazed at the greenish eyes floating above the blood pool and said in shock.

He had not expected that the primordial spirit formed from the ancient and mysterious imperial-level yin vein would appear again; evidently, the aberrations of Original Magnetic Mountain are all related to the Deep Spring Spirit.

Clang clang clang.

The Deep Spring Spirit's eyes flashed with profound light; space violently shook; a claw formed from condensed mysterious liquid reached toward the blood pool.

Under the Deep Spring Spirit's power, the blood pool erupted with blood-red runes struggling; however this resistance was futile, like a cup of water against a cart of firewood; the blood pool was ultimately dragged by the Deep Spring Spirit into an unknown spatial rift.

That mysterious rift is profound and dark, connecting to another space full of the unknown; cultivators witnessed all this, their hearts filled with shock.

Longling and Bibo Xianzi exchanged glances; now is not the time to relax; the appearance of the Deep Spring Spirit is certainly not accidental; it surely hides some secrets of the Ancient Great Sect.

Bang.

At that moment, a blinding five-colored divine light burst from the deep abyss within Yuan Ci Mountain, countless mysterious runes surged forth, dispelling all the killing qi in the air, and a mysterious five-colored altar appeared before everyone's eyes.

The five-colored altar absorbed the soul power of the fallen cultivators around it; the runes on the altar began to revive, emitting wondrous spatial fluctuations, as it was opening a teleportation grand formation leading to a mysterious space.

Ding ding ding.

On the altar, five different-colored runes intertwined and flickered, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

As the crowd stepped onto the altar, it felt as if they had crossed through time and space; one after another, the tragic scenes of powerful beings falling in the ancient great sect appeared like phantoms, projected before their eyes.