Chapter 464: The Spirit of Space Opens a New Path

Longling stood in an obscure, inconspicuous corner, constantly remaining calm.

Because only in this way could he find a chance to survive amidst the chaotic situation.

Beside him, Heifeng and the others remained constantly vigilant of any danger that might arise around them.

Longling continually scanned the surrounding environment with his supreme Dao spiritual sense, searching for hidden dangers and enemies.

Just then, a strong energy fluctuation came from not far away, drawing Longling's attention.

He turned his head and saw a cultivator clad in strange ancient robes standing on a small hill, hands raised high, murmuring incantations, as if performing some kind of ritual.

"It's a puppet……"

Just then, Bai Sha blurted out.

Because that figure's body was filled with a bursting aura, and there was not a trace of life fluctuation.

Moreover, as the puppet chanted, the surrounding blood mist began to gather toward him, forming a huge blood-colored vortex.

At the vortex's center, a powerful suction was forming, as if it wanted to devour everything around it.

A flicker of wariness flashed in Longling's eyes.

He could feel that this puppet's strength was not to be underestimated, and the ritual it was performing seemed to be a sacrificial rite related to the Ancient God Sect.

"Leave this place at once!"

"This ferocious puppet is extraordinarily strange; it seems to be conducting a blood sacrifice ritual."

"It might be trying to achieve something by using the blood qi of this space."

Longling solemnly warned the Black and White Fiends and Heifeng and the others.

"Boss, should we stop him?"

Heifeng asked, a glint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

Longling pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

"No, our goal is to leave this relic; there's no need to clash head-on with him.

As long as he doesn't hinder us, let him be."

Having said that, Longling quickly led the crowd away, vanishing from the spot.

At the same time, his spiritual sense locked onto that strange puppet, in case it suddenly attacked.

As time passed, the battles in the Ancient God Sect ruins grew increasingly brutal.

And the blood sacrifice ritual of that Ancient God Sect ferocious puppet became ever more frenzied.

The blood qi of the entire space seemed to be gathering toward him; his figure flickered in and out of the blood mist, exuding a terrifying aura that made one's heart palpitate.

At the same time, the mysterious statue of the Ancient God Sect mercilessly observed all this, as if waiting for some moment to arrive……

As the atmosphere of battle in the Ancient God Sect ruins grew ever more brutal, no one knew that the mental space of the sect's mysterious statue was undergoing a tremendous change.

In his mental world, a huge blood-red devouring formation was turning, and the spiritual power of countless fallen cultivators was converging toward the formation.

The formation's shape was complex and bizarre; its center was a deep black hole, surrounded by twisted runes and patterns that resembled anguished, distorted faces emitting silent screams.

These runes and patterns flickered with blood-red light as the formation operated, emitting power fluctuations that made one's heart palpitate.

The surrounding scene was even more horrifying; the whole space seemed shrouded in a blood-colored mist, the ground littered with cultivator corpses, blood pooling into rivers that flowed across this ancient land.

The air was thick with a strong blood smell and the aura of death, making one feel nauseous.

In the sky, dark clouds gathered densely, thunder rumbled, and lightning occasionally split the horizon, illuminating this battlefield of carnage.

In this bloody world, the massive intellect, crystal-clear and limpid like a clear stream, was unaffected by this ferocious aura; instead, it continually released vast spiritual power.

When the enormous formation had absorbed enough spiritual power, it began to emanate an awe-inspiring, majestic force.

In the mental world of the Ancient God Sect's statue, a huge blood-red devouring formation slowly turned, gathering the spiritual power of countless fallen cultivators here, forming a chilling scene.

These runes and patterns flickered with blood-red light as the formation operated, emitting power fluctuations that made one's heart palpitate.

The countless divine senses within the intellect inside the Ancient God Sect's statue began to awaken at this moment, continuously paying attention to all this.

They emitted various strange sounds, conveying a calm mechanical feeling; various excited emotions rose and fell, intertwining together to form a unique atmosphere.

These sounds—some were full of anticipation, some conveyed urgency, and others were calm analysis and reasoning.

"The formation's power is reaching its peak; it will determine whether we can smoothly obtain freedom."

One voice exclaimed excitedly.

"We must speed up, gather spiritual power, seize the time to break this place's seal.

This is our only chance since antiquity; otherwise, we don't know how long we'd have to wait."

Another voice anxiously pressed.

"Stay calm, we must remain calm.

"We must ensure the Soul-devouring Grand Array operates smoothly; die, let them all die, hahaha……" a ferocious voice burst from the intellect, shaking the entire mental space.

……

"Boss, we've found the exit's location, but most of them have been sealed off by the various ancient teaching powers!"

Just then, Longling received a message from a life soul transmitted from the Myriad Soul Banner.

"The situation's development is truly getting worse and worse."

Upon hearing this, Longling murmured.

The various ancient teaching powers' blockade of the exits is quite clear; they simply want to seize the resources from cultivators who obtained treasures in the Ancient God Sect ruins.

"I never expected this—mantis stalks cicada, with the oriole behind!"

Longling sighed.

Afterwards, he led the group, based on the location transmitted by that cultivator from the Myriad Soul Banner, and began leading the nearby cultivators to go check it out.

When Longling and the others entered that mysterious place, near the exit of the Ancient God Sect ruins, many cultivators had already gathered.

They gathered together, discussing noisily, and were extremely angry about the blockade of the exit preventing cultivators from escaping.

Indeed, it's utterly shameless!

The exit has indeed been blocked by those major powers using despicable tactics!

Any cultivator wishing to leave must submit to the search of the Ancient Great Teaching Powers.

A cultivator in gray robes whispered to his companion.

The actions of those major powers are clearly banditry.

The Ancient Teaching Powers clearly intend to seize the treasures on the cultivators' persons.

His companion responded resentfully, a flicker of fear crossing his eyes.

But there's nothing we can do; those major powers are too strong.

Ordinary sect cultivators or lone cultivators simply cannot contend with them.

Another cultivator interjected, his tone revealing helplessness.

Look, over there a few cultivators were searched, found to have treasures, and were immediately detained.

A female cultivator pointed to a scene not far away, her face showing worry.

Everyone followed her gaze and indeed saw several cultivators surrounded by a few strong individuals in uniform attire, obviously members of some major power.

The cultivators who were searched had pallid faces, clearly having endured great oppression.

This is utterly unfair!

How can the treasures painstakingly obtained from the Ancient God Sect Ruins be taken by them?

I am unwilling to accept this!

A young cultivator spoke angrily, fists clenched.

Speak softly, don't let them hear.

His companion hastily tugged his sleeve, signaling him to stay calm.

Hmph, even if we're unwilling, what can we do? Without sufficient strength, we can only be slaughtered at others' mercy.

An apparently experienced old cultivator sighed, a hint of sorrow flashing in his eyes.

Boss, what should we do now?

Heifeng, upon hearing this, asked nervously, his eyes revealing a hint of unease.

Longling pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly.

Since the exit is blocked, we cannot force our way through.

The strength of the Various Ancient Teaching Powers is not to be underestimated; a head-on clash would be disadvantageous for us.

Boss, does that mean we're just going to be trapped here?" Baisha asked anxiously.

Longling shook his head, a glint of precision flashing in his eyes: 'No, there is still a way.'

Since the exit is blocked, we will create a new exit.

"Create a new exit?" Heisha repeated dubiously.

Longling nodded, then explained.

The ruins of the Ancient God Sect contain powerful Spatial Law; through the power of Spatial Law, we can open a new passage.

Although doing so carries great risk, it is still better than waiting to die.

"But none of us are experts in Spatial Law," Heifeng said worriedly.

Upon hearing this, Longling gave a faint smile.

"No need to be an expert; a certain understanding is sufficient."

"I will lead this process."

"You only need to assist, providing sufficient Spiritual Power support."

"Alright, we will follow the boss's orders!"

Heibai Shuangsha and Heifeng responded in unison.

Thus, under Longling's command, everyone began searching for a suitable location to prepare to open a new exit.

Longling used his own Ultimate Dao Divine Sense to sense spatial fluctuations, seeking the weak points in Spatial Law.

At the same time, Longling maintained contact with the controlled cultivators via the Myriad Soul Banner, gathering intelligence.

He also secretly observed the movements of the Various Ancient Teaching Powers to prevent them from discovering his plan.

A few days later.

Longling finally found a suitable location.

He began setting up the formation, preparing to perform Spatial Transmission.

Heibai Shuangsha and Heifeng stood guard beside him, simultaneously providing Spiritual Power support.

The formation gradually lit up, and space began to fluctuate.

Longling formed hand seals, murmured incantations, and infused Spiritual Power into the formation.

As Spiritual Power was infused, the formation's light grew brighter and the spatial fluctuations became more intense.

Just then.

A powerful force suddenly erupted from the formation, forming a huge spatial vortex.

Seeing this, Longling immediately commanded everyone to enter the vortex.

However, just as they were about to enter the vortex, a powerful divine sense swept over, obviously indicating that an Ancient Teaching Power had detected their actions.

Longling's heart tightened; he knew he must act quickly, otherwise if intercepted by the Ancient Teaching Power, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Quick, follow me!"

Longling let out a loud shout and led the charge into the spatial vortex.

Heibai Shuangsha and Heifeng closely followed, entering the vortex together.

The space vortex was filled with chaotic energy currents, but Longling and the others had no retreat; they could only grit their teeth and push forward.

Under Longling's guidance, everyone constantly adjusted their direction to avoid the impact of the spatial turbulence.

After a difficult crossing, they finally saw the light ahead.

Longling knew that was the location of the exit.

He summoned his last strength and led everyone to rush out of the space vortex.

When they reappeared, they had already arrived at the outskirts of the Ancient God Sect Ruins.

"Success!"

Heifeng shouted excitedly.

Longling also let out a breath of relief, but he knew this was only the beginning.

Although they had escaped the Ancient God Sect Ruins, the pursuit by the various ancient sect forces had just begun; they had to leave quickly to ensure safety.

"Let's go, we can't linger here."

Longling said in a low voice and quickly left the outskirts of the Ancient God Sect Ruins.

"Rumble…"

Not long after they left, the troops of the various ancient sect forces also arrived here.

However, they could only sense the surrounding spatial void power, and were completely unaware of what had happened.

"Strange.

"Could it be that the sensing was wrong?"

A black-robed cultivator dragged a constantly rotating exquisite pagoda; the pagoda was covered with runes and emitted a strange, holy sound, giving off a very mysterious aura.

After the black-robed cultivator finished speaking, he waited here for a while; finding nothing suspicious, he then led his subordinates away hastily.

But no one knew that when Longling exchanged with the Ancient God Sect statue for the Ancient God Sect's divine treasury, he had already prepared a backup plan.

As for the selected teleportation array node, it was the spatial essence exchanged in the mental space of the Ancient God Sect's mysterious statue by the ancient glyph.

Spatial essence is the condensed power of spatial law, a spatial origin; possessing it allows one to teleport according to one's will.

Originally, Longling intended to find the exit of the Ancient God Sect Ruins, conserve the spatial essence for future needs.

But when he heard that the exit of the Ancient God Sect Ruins had already been seized by the various ancient sect forces, he realized that forcing a passage was no longer possible.

He had to use the spatial essence, with the power of spatial origin, to forcefully open a new passage; otherwise he would surely end up imprisoned.

Although he possesses the ultimate Dao godly power, making him invincible among peers of the same great realm, it consumes soul power; when he has not utterly defeated the enemy and can still escape trouble, Longling will not act arrogantly or take rash risks.

Soon after, rumors spread among minor cultivators near the exit.

"Right, have you heard? Recently, some fellow cultivators followed a cultivator named Longling, who actually opened a new exit and successfully escaped."

A well-informed cultivator suddenly spoke up, drawing everyone's attention.

"Real or fake?

How could this be possible?

The space of the Ancient God Sect Ruins is so stable; how could one just say "open a passage" and have it happen?"

Someone said doubtfully.

"I've also heard that Longling supposedly possesses ultimate Dao divine sense, with a profound understanding of spatial law.

He could open a new exit; that's not impossible," another cultivator replied.

"If that's true, then this Longling is truly remarkable, able to escape the pursuit of major forces under such circumstances," someone sighed.

"Yes, this is not only a symbol of strength but also a manifestation of wisdom.

In such a desperate situation, to find a way out is truly admirable," another cultivator expressed agreement.

"However.

Although he escaped, those major forces will certainly not let it rest.

The major ancient sect forces will surely investigate Longling's whereabouts, wanting to seize the treasure he holds."

Someone said worriedly.

"This is the cruel reality of the cultivation world: the strong are honored, the weak can only cling to them or be eliminated."

The old cultivator sighed again.

"We'd better leave quickly, lest we get dragged into unnecessary conflict."

Everyone discussed, some envying Longling's ability, some worrying about their own situation, and some feeling angry and dissatisfied with the actions of the major forces.

But no matter what, they all understood.

The training in the Ancient God Sect Ruins has ended; now they just need to find any way to leave this strange region.

As time passed, in the Ancient God Sect Ruins, those cultivators who failed to escape in time faced the slowly closing gates, their hearts filled with despair.