Chapter 519: Alien Queen Ancient Pagoda Seal

In the depths of the ancient pagoda, a stillness was suddenly broken.

The artifact spirit, this ancient existence, with its supreme power, lightly pressed, and space seemed to be torn apart.

A treasure vault, emanating a mysterious and alluring light, slowly floated into view before everyone.

This treasure vault differs from any treasure hoard in the world; its existence seems to drive all living beings mad.

Within the treasure vault, various treasures emitted an alluring luster; their forms varied—some like flowing liquid, some like solidified flame—each containing great power.

Moreover, countless powerful mysterious cultivation techniques were inscribed on ancient stone tablets, each line seeming to contain the secrets of the universe.

And those supreme divine crystals are the ultimate treasures cultivators dream of; their energy is pure and mighty, enough to let any cultivator's strength leap forward dramatically.

However, this treasure vault is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

Every treasure is accompanied by endless peril.

Some treasures bear deadly poison; once touched, the toxin spreads rapidly, eroding the cultivator's vitality;

Some treasures have spirit-eating worms coiled beside them; these worms seem insignificant yet can devour a cultivator's spiritual power, even invade their bodies, causing irreparable harm;

Furthermore, some areas are filled with mechanisms; once triggered, they unleash a barrage of arrows or cause massive boulders to collapse, enough to fell any cultivator instantly.

At the moment the treasure vault appeared, the cultivators' eyes flashed with greed.

They forgot past lessons, forgot companions who had fallen due to greed.

They madly rushed toward the treasure vault, scrambling to seize those treasures.

However, in an instant, joy turned to fear.

The cultivators who touched the poisonous treasures began to rot, they cried out in pain, yet could not stop the loss of life;

The cultivators assaulted by spirit-eating worms had their spiritual power swiftly devoured; they struggled in terror, yet could not escape the worms' intrusion;

And those cultivators who triggered the mechanisms were instantly deprived of life; their bodies pierced by arrows, crushed by massive stones, unable even to utter a scream.

The mysterious artifact spirit silently observed all this, his gaze showing no emotional fluctuation.

To him, the life and death of these cultivators were nothing but dust.

His gaze continually fixed on the essence of the fallen cultivators.

This essence is the purest power they accumulated in cultivation; at the moment a cultivator falls, the earth absorbs it, becoming nourishment for this mysterious land.

The artifact spirit sensed the white worms in the ghost-face pot within the mysterious cave being disturbed, and his eyes showed delight.

These white worms are not ordinary creatures; they are alien worms carefully cultivated by the artifact spirit, specifically to devour cultivators' flesh and blood, thereby breeding stronger aliens.

As the cultivators fell, these white worms began to hatch rapidly, breaking out of their cocoons and turning into gruesome aliens.

The ground began to crack, as if something underground was stirring.

As the cracks continually expanded, aliens crawled out from underground one by one.

Their bodies were covered with hard shells, their eyes flashing with feral light.

These aliens are the artifact spirit's masterpiece; their existence is to hunt cultivators, devour their flesh and blood, and thus grow rapidly.

The aliens let out earth-shaking roars, their voices filled with longing for fresh blood.

Like a tide, they launched a fierce assault on the cultivators.

The cultivators horrifiedly discovered that the aliens' power far exceeded their imagination; each attack carried destructive force.

The aliens' claws easily tore through the cultivators' defenses, their teeth able to crush the hardest rock.

The cultivators began to panic, attempting to flee this terrifying place.

However, the aliens moved with extreme speed, shuttling underground as if encountering no obstacles.

The cultivators had nowhere to escape; they could only exert their utmost, engaging in a death-defying battle with the aliens.

Longling brandished his Light Sword; each swing carried great power, striking straight at the aliens' vital points.

His companions also each unleashed their own spells and magic treasures, engaging in fierce combat with the aliens.

However, the number of aliens was truly too great; like a tide, they ceaselessly surged up from underground.

The cultivators' strength began to gradually wane; although their spells and magic treasures were powerful, under the aliens' relentless onslaught they also began to show signs of depletion.

"We must find these aliens' weakness!" Longling shouted loudly, his voice tinged with resolve; if we fail to find the aliens' weakness, we will never be able to defeat these terrifying creatures.

The cultivators began to carefully observe the aliens' attack patterns and bodily structure, discovering that the aliens' heart region seemed especially fragile.

If we could strike their hearts, it might be possible to kill them with a single blow.

"Attack the aliens' hearts!" Longling commanded loudly, his voice carrying a hint of excitement; the cultivators immediately responded, focusing their spells and weapons on the aliens' heart areas.

Under the combined assault, one alien after another had its heart pierced; their bodies began to collapse, turning into countless fragments that dispersed in the air.

However, the number of aliens was truly too great; the cultivators' strength began to gradually be exhausted.

Just then, Longling discovered another weakness of the aliens.

Although the aliens' shells were hard, there was a fine seam on their backs.

This seam is the aliens' vital point; striking it there can instantly kill an alien.

"Strike the aliens' back seam!" Longling shouted, his voice tinged with excitement.

The cultivators immediately changed their attack strategy, focusing their spells and weapons on the aliens' back seam.

As alien after alien fell, the cultivators finally saw hope of victory.

However, just as they thought victory was imminent, a stronger aura surged up from underground.

This aura was full of oppression, making all cultivators feel an unprecedented fear.

"Oh no, there's an even stronger alien!" Longling's face turned grave, his eyes flashing with vigilance. It was far more difficult than they had imagined.

With the emergence of this aura, an even larger alien crawled out from underground.

This alien's body was bulkier than ordinary aliens, its shell harder, its eyes flashing with feral light; clearly it was the king among aliens, its power far surpassing that of ordinary aliens.

The Alien Overlord let out an earth-shaking roar; its body suddenly burst forth with a powerful force, shoving all surrounding cultivators backward.

Its claws easily tore through the cultivators' defenses, its teeth able to crush the hardest rock.

The cultivators began to feel despair, never expecting the Xenos King to be this strong.

Longling did not give up, took a deep breath, began to mobilize his inner power, the Light Sword emitted a dazzling light, and his body began to exude a powerful aura.

"Come on, attack the Xenos King with all your might!" Longling shouted loudly, his voice tinged with resolve.

The cultivators immediately responded, focusing their spells and treasures on the Xenos King.

The Xenos King let out a roar, its body suddenly burst forth with a stronger force, deflecting all surrounding attacks.

It waved its sharp claws, launching a fierce counterattack against the cultivators.

However, the cultivators did not retreat, knowing that if they did not defeat the Xenos King, they would never be able to leave this hell.

Their spells and treasures fell like raindrops on the Xenos King's body, each attack carrying great power, trying to break its defense.

The battle lasted a long time, both sides paying a heavy price.

Although the Xenos King's body was hard, under the cultivators' combined assault it began to show signs of damage.

Its claws were torn, its body covered in wounds, yet it fought on tenaciously, each attack carrying ferocious power.

Boom—

In the depths of the Ancient Pagoda, as the Xenos Queen appeared, an unprecedented terrifying aura spread. Her massive form was like a mountain, each tentacle as thick as a giant python, covered in barbs and suckers, exuding a nauseating stench.

Her eyes were like two huge pools of blood, flashing with madness and a thirst for blood.

Her appearance seemed to twist even the space of the ancient pagoda, the air filled with oppression and despair.

The Alien Queen's appearance activated the mysterious sealing formation within the ancient pagoda.

This formation is ancient and powerful; its purpose is to suppress all evil within the ancient pagoda.

As the formation activated, terrifying light began to ripple throughout the space.

These lights are not ordinary; they contain immense energy capable of rending space and destroying everything.

The twelve zodiac jade pendants, previously scattered among the people, seemed to receive a summons from some mysterious power and began to emit dazzling light.

These lights intertwined in the air, gradually merging into a palm-sized jade disc. This jade disc emanated mysterious and powerful power, hovering in the void as if it were the core of the ancient pagoda, the key to suppressing all evil.

The Alien Queen sensed the power of the jade disc and let out a terrifying command.

All the Aliens, whether just hatched or already grown to immense strength, began to swarm toward the jade disc.

Their eyes flashed with madness, their bodies exuded a ferocious aura, and their sole goal was to seize the jade disc and destroy everything within the ancient pagoda.

Longling felt an unprecedented pressure.

If the jade disc is not protected well, the entire ancient pagoda, and even the whole world, will face disaster.

The Aliens surged toward the jade disc like a tide; their attacks were violent and fierce, each strike carrying destructive power.

The cultivators fought desperately, spells and treasures intertwining in the air to form a solid barrier, but the Aliens were too numerous and too strong, and the cultivators' line began to crack.

The Aliens' claws and fangs tore through the cultivators' defenses, their venom and acid corroding the cultivators' treasures.

The cultivators began to fall one after another, their bodies torn apart by the Aliens, blood staining the ground.

The air reeked of blood, and the ground was littered with the cultivators' severed limbs.

Longling brandished his Light Sword, each swing imbued with great power, slaying countless Aliens.

However, the Aliens were too numerous, and their strength began to wane.

At that moment, the jade disc began to ripple with terrifying undulations.

These undulations were powerful and mysterious, acting directly on the Aliens' bodies, tearing them apart and destroying their souls.

The Aliens emitted painful howls, their bodies turning to fragments in the undulations and dissipating into the air.

The Alien Queen felt the power of the jade disc and let out an angry roar.

Her body suddenly burst forth with a tremendous force, forming a massive shockwave that hurled the surrounding Aliens and cultivators away.

Her eyes flashed with madness, her body began to change, becoming larger and more ferocious.

"We must stop her!" Longling shouted loudly, his voice tinged with resolve; if the Alien Queen is not stopped, the entire ancient pagoda will be destroyed by her.

The cultivators began to focus their firepower, directing spells and treasures toward the Alien Queen.

However, the Alien Queen's strength was overwhelming; her skin was harder than the hardest rock, and the cultivators' attacks could not inflict any effective damage.

"Come on, attack her weak point with all your might!" Longling shouted loudly, his voice carrying a hint of resolve.

The Alien Queen let out a painful roar, and her body began to show damage under the cultivators' assault.

Rumble…

The jade disc's undulations gradually subsided, emitting a soft light that enveloped all the cultivators; under its glow, their wounds began to heal and their strength returned.

Longling stood at the center of the ancient pagoda, his body weary but his gaze still resolute.

As the jade disc's light grew brighter, a powerful force enveloped all the cultivators.

This force was warm and mysterious, it gently lifted the cultivators' bodies and transported them out of the ancient pagoda.

When the cultivators opened their eyes again, they found themselves back in the real world.

They stood outside the ancient pagoda, gazing up at the towering structure, their hearts filled with awe and gratitude.

The ancient pagoda still stood there, its secrets as unfathomable as ever.

Splash…

As the cultivators fled the ancient pagoda, they horrifiedly discovered that it had undergone a drastic transformation.

The once simple pagoda's body was now shrouded in a layer of blood-colored light, as if blood flowed across its surface.

Centering on the ancient pagoda, the earth began to tremble; countless blood-red symbols surged from its base, spreading across the ground like living things.

In the sky, dark clouds gathered, and an extraordinary blood rain poured down.

These blood rains were not ordinary water; upon touching the ground they emitted a hissing 'sizzle' like strong acid, corroding the earth into pits.

As the blood rain continued to fall, vast sheets of lava began to surge from underground, the scorching magma turning everything around to ash, forming a terrifying realm of fire.

The cultivators were stunned; they finally realized that the ancient pagoda was not a legendary treasure trove, but an ultimate evil entity.

The power it emanates is enough to plunge the entire world into disaster.

The strange beings sealed inside the Ancient Tower also seem to be gradually awakening in this blood rain; their power spreads through the tower, causing the entire Ancient Tower to emanate unsettling fluctuations.

The Fire Domain's area keeps expanding, magma and flames devour all life, and even hard rock melts under the high temperature.

The cultivators know that if they do not quickly find a solution, all cultivators in Huanyu will face a great disaster.

They began to flee madly, trying to put as much distance as possible between themselves and the Ancient Tower.

During the escape, the cultivators began to return to their respective sects, transmitting news of the Ancient Tower's terrifying changes.

They hope to find a way to cope with this disaster through the power of their sects.

The news quickly spread throughout Huanyu, the senior members of all major sects were alarmed, and they began to hold emergency meetings to discuss countermeasures.

"This is nothing short of a disaster!" an elder of a sect slammed the table angrily, his face filled with anxiety and fear, "We must take immediate action, otherwise everything we have will be destroyed!"

"But how can we stop this disaster?" another elder asked, his eyes full of helplessness, "The power of the Ancient Tower is too great; spells and magic treasures are utterly useless against it."

In the meetings of the various sects, cultivators proposed their suggestions one after another, but each suggestion seemed unable to truly solve the problem.

The power of the Ancient Tower far exceeds their imagination; its seal seems to have been broken, and those strange beings could fully emerge at any moment.

Longling and his companions were also discussing countermeasures; their experiences in the Ancient Tower let them deeply realize its terror.

They know that if they do not quickly find a solution, the entire world will fall into chaos.

"We must find the Ancient Tower's weak point," Longling said in a low voice, his eyes flashing with determination, "Only by finding the weak point can we possibly reseal the Ancient Tower and stop this disaster."

"But where is the Ancient Tower's weak point?" Heifeng asked, his eyes showing a hint of confusion, "We have explored the Ancient Tower for so long, yet found no clues."

"Perhaps we need more information," Huang Daxian said thoughtfully, "The history of the Ancient Tower, its builders, and the beings it once sealed—this information might give us some clues."

Longling nodded, knowing Huang Daxian was right; they needed more information to find the Ancient Tower's weak point.

They began contacting the various sects, hoping to gather all information about the Ancient Tower.

As information was gathered, Longling and the others began to discover some clues.

The builders of the Ancient Tower seemed to be an ancient civilization possessing great power, capable of sealing those terrifying beings.

And the Ancient Tower's weak point may be hidden within its construction principles.

"We need to find the Ancient Tower's construction diagram," Longling said, his eyes flashing with excitement, "Only by finding the construction diagram can we understand the Ancient Tower's structure and locate its weak point."

The cultivators sprang into action, searching everywhere for the Ancient Tower's construction diagram.

Finally, in the inheritance of an ancient cultivator, they found a damaged construction diagram.

Although this construction diagram is damaged, it still reveals the Ancient Tower's structure and some key information.

"Here, this point might be the Ancient Tower's weak point," Longling said, pointing to a symbol on the construction diagram, his eyes filled with anticipation, "If we can destroy this part, the Ancient Tower's seal might be reactivated."

At this moment, the Ancient Tower is completely surrounded by the Fire Domain, magma and flames constantly surge from its body, and the entire Ancient Tower seems to have become a huge furnace.