Chapter 304: Matrix

Outside the inverted Bai Yu pavilion, after hearing the youth's explanation, everyone finally relaxed.

With doubts gone, subsequent martial artists fell like rain onto this Bai Yu platform.

After a short while, twenty or thirty people stood upon this platform, several dozen meters wide.

Judging by their auras, six were at the Fourth Transformation level, while the rest were Third Transformation ranks unwillingly seeking a chance to fight.

Fang Can squatted down, feeling the Bai Yu beneath his feet; it seemed as indestructible as diamond.

"Has Bai Xiaosheng not come?" the bearded giant asked after scanning the crowd.

"He just broke through to the Fifth Transformation; his mental realm is unstable. It is perfectly normal for him to hide and cultivate in seclusion for five or ten years; where would he find the energy to manage us?" the old man sneered.

While Fang Can was pondering, several martial artists nearby turned their gaze toward him simultaneously, their eyes flashing with ill intent.

"It is you, kid. Hey, you killed so many Fourth Transformations in one go. Now that the mystical realm has opened and the Fourth Transformations have gathered, you still dare to come alone."

The old man sneered at the masked Fang Can, threatening him; at this time, only a man could appear beside Liu Qingmeng, so his identity was needless to say.

"Hmph, you already know I killed so many Fourth Transformations. Seeing me arrive here, you still don't think of running."

While Fang Can spoke, he gently pressed down on Liu Qingmeng's hand, which had halfway drawn her sword.

"For one with teleportation abilities, what difference is there between being down there and being here?"

Fang Can looked at the old man and sneered: "Shouldn't you Fourth Transformations be afraid of being killed by me? Just to show off your words, do you want to make an enemy of me?"

'You rascal...' The black-robed old man's eyebrows shot up; he was about to explode but let out a cold snort and said, "I will not argue with juniors."

Seeing the opponent back down, Fang Can finally put away the antimatter bomb he had taken out and said, "Ignore them; the two of us will just go down."

Regarding these Fourth Transformation targets, Fang Can had already learned from Liu Qingmeng that they mainly sought two things.

The lingering remnants of a Sixth Transformation who perished and sat in meditation after death, and a supreme treasure of unknown grade.

The Martial Dao is the cultivation of the heart; one who can cultivate to the Sixth Transformation has thoughts and will that transcend the mundane.

Even after death, lingering obsessions would still swirl around the remains, transforming into a pure sea of consciousness; for martial artists, even lingering remnants are enough to increase strength.

As for the other supreme treasure, it could be a technique, a ritual vessel, or some one-time spiritual medicine enhanced by the light of the heart.

According to obscure descriptions in ancient texts, that Sixth Transformation was severely injured and near death because of this supreme treasure, and shortly afterward sat in meditation and passed away within the mystical realm.

Now, ten thousand years have passed; the seas have changed into mulberry fields, and the martial nations of Dongfang Wujie have now changed their appearance.

Those above the Fifth Transformation have completely vanished; no one pursues past events anymore, leaving only a group of Third and Fourth Transformation juniors coming here to seek opportunities for breakthrough.

Ignoring the crowd on the platform, Fang Can held Liu Qingmeng's arm and walked toward the Bai Yu gate.

The entire Bai Yu gate was covered by an invisible spatial membrane; no one knew which position they would be teleported to after entering.

But Fang Can did not sense any danger from the gate; the only thing to worry about was that if they did not enter simultaneously, they might be separated from Liu Qingmeng.

Perhaps it was precisely for this reason that, facing Fang Can's hand-holding, she did not struggle.

Under the gaze of all martial artists nearby, the two figures passed through the spatial film and immediately vanished without a sound.

The black-robed old man looked at the membrane, then turned to a Third Transformation beside him and said, "You go in to scout the way; come out immediately after entering."

Being stared at by a Fourth Transformation, the Third Transformation's face turned slightly ugly, but in the end, he painfully agreed, becoming the third to walk in, after which no sound emerged for a long time.

Then came the fourth and fifth; as the Third Transformations successively entered to scout and no news came, everyone speculated what lay inside this space where one could enter but not exit.

Sometimes, the unknown is the most terrifying.

'Never mind; since we are here, we cannot return empty-handed.' The bearded giant let out a cold snort and also stepped inside.

On the other side, as Fang Can and the other entered, they were immediately teleported to the interior of a Bai Yu space ten meters square.

The moment they appeared, even Fang Can could feel something wrong with his body.

It seemed that because they were penetrating deeper into the earth's surface, their original ten-tenths of power was now suppressed to less than one-tenth; the strength they could now display might only be at the Second Transformation level.

"Senior, how is your condition?" Fang Can turned, informed her of his own state, and asked.

"Only one percent of my strength remains; my heart-image is also restricted to within a hundred meters, and my recovery ability has weakened," Liu Qingmeng said with a solemn expression.

The casting of inheritances relies on physical strength and heart-image; next, her Charm Blue Movie would suffer unprecedented weakening.

Fearfully, the further down they went, the greater the restrictions would become; perhaps there was indeed a possibility of being suppressed to the level of a mortal.

However, Fang Can's expression shifted slightly; it seemed the higher the realm, the more severely the existence was suppressed in this space; being merely two transformations higher made the suppression boundless.

As thoughts flowed, the two also saw the surrounding environment; within this ten-meter-square cubic Bai Yu space, light shone without source, and on each of the six sides—up, down, left, right, front, and back—there was a spatial membrane two people tall, with no one knowing where they led.

'So this is the checkpoint; six gates each lead to a different location, and unlike the previous feeling, behind these six gates there are varying levels of danger.'

Turning to look at the woman beside him, he said, "Senior, do you trust me?"

"Why say this at a time like this?" Liu Qingmeng said with some displeasure: "If I did not trust you, how would I have invited you here?"

"Then let's go through here..." Fang Can took Liu Qingmeng's hand and walked toward the film on the left: "This gate poses the lowest level of danger to us."

Without the slightest hesitation, the two rushed together toward the film on the left and vanished into the Bai Yu space; several seconds later, the Third Transformation previously ordered by the black-robed old man to scout arrived late, looked at the six-sided space, and said nothing.

Without Fang Can's intuition, that Third Transformation dared not act rashly; seeing no way out, he chose to wait patiently on the spot.

After another stretch of time, subsequent martial artists entered the space one after another, scanning the area and asking in confusion, "Where are Liu Qingmeng and that kid?"

"Eight out of ten chances they have already chosen a passage and left. Next, who is willing to go scout the way?" the black-robed old man said coldly, pointing at a Lu Zi Yi Third Transformation: "You go into the teleportation array on the right."

As he pointed, that Third Transformation still wanted to refuse, but the next moment he felt overwhelming killing intent descend upon him; probably, if he dared to utter even half a word of no, he would die on the spot.

Under the old man's pressure and the relieved glances of the surrounding Third Transformations, the Lu Zi Yi Third Transformation's body was wrapped by the teleportation array and vanished.

When he appeared again, he had arrived at another Bai Yu space of exactly the same size and style.

The only difference was that a life-sized wooden doll stood in the corner.

(End of this chapter)