Chapter 1253: Longevity: My Steady Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Stable Chapter 1253 Yong Ji Tian Gong!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

At this moment, Luo Qinghan cast her gaze toward the fissure at the roots of the Myriad Dao Spirit Tree.

The movement of the fourth fissure had already stabilized; that gloomy blue fissure had expanded to fully dozens of zhang wide, lying directly beneath the Myriad Dao Spirit Tree like the open maw of a giant beast.

Deep within the fissure, the outline of Yong Ji Tian Gong was incomparably clear.

Above the Palace Gate, the four ancient characters on that huge signboard were emitting a gloomy blue radiance, attracting everyone's gaze.

"Are we going in?"

"Isn't that nonsense?"

"The reason we fought the Demon Gods isn't to get in!"

Now, after great difficulty, we finally killed Demon God Wan Tong, who had fifty thousand years of Dao Xing.

The remaining Demon Gods either died or ran away.

If such a rare opportunity is missed, wouldn't all our previous efforts be in vain?

Luo Qinghan sent a voice transmission to Baili Hong and the others, reminding them: "We can't let everyone go in; if those Demon Gods return, or even block the entrance, we'll be..."

Baili Hong deeply agreed: "Right, someone needs to stay outside."

Xu Zhangqing glanced at Kong Fang and sent a voice transmission: "I'll stay behind."

Along this journey, everyone has helped me too much.

If no powerful person stays outside to guard, once something happens, everyone will be lost, and that would be a loss outweighing the gain.

To this, Jin Buhuan seemed somewhat worried: "Kong Fang is also a Demon God, and has fully twenty thousand years of Dao Xing."

"If he also wants to enter, what do we do?"

Kong Fang seemed to see through the worries of these people before him, and suddenly spoke: "Rest assured, I don't care for the things inside Yong Ji Tian Gong."

Xu Zhangqing tentatively asked: "What if there's an Ancestral Spirit Source inside?"

Kong Fang, hearing this, suddenly revealed a half-smile expression: "You wouldn't think I've spent these seven hundred-plus years for nothing, would you?"

Xu Zhangqing was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Kong Fang stood with hands behind his back, calmly saying: "Yong Ji Gu Dian is the core of the Eternal Night Ruins, an original structure born naturally from this land of dead silence, existing since the birth of the Eternal Night Ruins."

"But Yong Ji Tian Gong is different; it is an imitation built by 'latercomers.'"

"I see."

Luo Qinghan and the others suddenly understood.

Kong Fang stared fixedly at Xu Zhangqing, saying meaningfully: "Of course, our battle isn't urgent."

After the previous probes, he had already seen it.

The current Xu Zhangqing was no longer what he once was.

If he wanted to fight like before, his probability of winning would be extremely low.

The best method was still to first find Yong Ji Gu Dian; as long as he obtained the Ancestral Spirit Source inside and became the Fourth First Ancestor Yao.

By then, not to mention a mere Xu Zhangqing, even all living beings in the Eternal Night Ruins wouldn't be worth taking seriously.

Having made up his mind, Kong Fang's gaze lingered on Xu Zhangqing for a moment, then swept over the remaining Human Cultivators present.

His gaze was still that lofty, indifferent calm.

As if the thirty-plus Xiuxian Zhe before him combined weren't worth his effort.

But in reality, he knew better than anyone.

These Human Cultivators had just jointly killed several Demon Gods with ten thousand years of Dao Xing.

Their momentum was now at its peak.

Conversely, he himself had consumed a great deal in the previous battle.

The longer he stayed here, the greater the variables.

"Let's go."

Leaving behind two words, the seven-colored radiance on his tail feather gently retracted, and his figure turned into a seven-colored streak of light, darting toward the depths of the Eternal Night Ruins.

Extremely fast, disappearing beyond everyone's Divine Sense range in a few breaths.

Only a trace of seven-colored afterglow not yet dissipated remained in the air, slowly fading.

"Tsk."

Baili Hong carried his Great Knife, looking in the direction Kong Fang disappeared and clicked his tongue: "Saying leave and leaving, not even a 'until we meet again'!"

Xu Zhangqing withdrew his gaze, chuckling: "If we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave."

Everyone isn't a fool.

Among the living beings who can enter the Eternal Night Ruins, not one is a fool.

And the living beings who survived the previous battle are even more not ordinary people.

On the current battlefield, the Demon God camp has completely collapsed, leaving only Kong Fang.

Once the Human Cultivators join forces, even with twenty thousand years of Dao Xing, he would still have to die.

Chu Xinran was puzzled: "Strange, he's also a Demon God, why help us?"

Chu Hong saw through it and explained: "This Demon God named Kong Fang helped us kill Demon God Wan Tong; put simply, it was to eliminate a competitor."

Now that Wan Tong is dead, the strongest opponent is naturally gone."

On the surface, the other party joined forces with the Human Cultivators out of necessity.

In fact, from the very beginning, it was the best choice made to kill the Demon God Wan Tong.

The other party was both powerful and quite shrewd.

Such a demon truly makes one shiver.

Luo Qinghan did not continue discussing this topic, but called out: "Everyone, all who wish to enter the Tian Gong, gather on this side of the rift."

Once inside, each relies on their own ability to seek opportunities; if you encounter problems you cannot solve, do not force your way through, and return to the entrance immediately."

"Right, right, right!"

Chu Hong nodded in agreement and hurriedly turned to tally the list of personnel willing to enter the Tian Gong.

Among the thirty-plus Survivors, some with heavier injuries chose to stay outside to rest and recuperate.

Those who finally decided to enter the Yong Ji Tian Gong totaled seventeen people.

These included Baili Hong, Jin Buhuan, Mo Li, Chu Hong, Ling Zhi, Chu Xinran, and another eleven Xiuxian Zhe in decent condition.

Baili Hong glanced at Xu Zhangqing and Luo Qinghan, unable to help but ask: "Second Senior Sister, Ninth Junior Brother, are you really not going in?"

"Someone must guard the entrance."

Xu Zhangqing sat cross-legged beside the rift, the Creation Green Lotus slowly rotating above his head, Creation Power flowing endlessly around him: "What if those Demon Gods who fled turn back, or something else emerges from within the Eternal Night Ruins?"

"Once the entrance is left unguarded, you will be turtles in a jar inside."

"Second Senior Sister and I will stay outside, so you can go in with peace of mind, and return with peace of mind!"

Luo Qinghan did not sit down; she stood at the edge of the rift, her Moonlight Clear Radiance shining in harmony with the ghostly blue light within the rift: "After entering, be careful in all things."

"Understood."

Baili Hong grinned, his figure flashing in the ghostly blue light, and he immediately vanished into the depths of the rift.

Mo Li followed closely behind, the Shadow Law forming a protective shield around her, isolating the ghostly blue light surging from the rift.

Jin Buhuan walked in third; before entering, he looked back at Xu Zhangqing, opening his mouth as if he had something to say but hesitated.

In the end, he said nothing, turned, and entered.

The remaining dozen or so people, such as Chu Hong and the others, followed closely and entered one after another.

As the last person vanished into the depths of the rift, the entire entrance suddenly fell silent, leaving only the ghostly blue light surging from the rift flashing rhythmically!