fifth form

Chapter 2994 Donghua's World

"Is this sinkhole number two?"

Follow the directional signs from the tree chair area.

When Zhang Xuezhou opened his eyes, he found himself in a world bathed in vibrant red light.

There was no thick smoke, no towering black stone pillars stretching for twenty miles, and no red-hot stones covering the ground.

Patches of dark red grass grew, strange trees with sharp thorns provided shade, and raindrops drifted like silk threads. The whole world was no longer lifeless, but full of vitality.

"You're finally awake!"

Ren Anran's voice came through, and Zhang Xuezhou shook his head.

"Your injuries are quite severe. I've forgotten the Taiqing True Technique, and my father's level of the Taiqing True Technique is too low. He's also somewhat delirious right now, so it will be difficult for him to heal you!"

A burning pain shot through him, and a head drew near, allowing Zhang Xuezhou to clearly see Ren Anran's face.

"How could a simple explosion of fire suddenly change this world?"

Ren Anran lifted Ren Yisheng, who was lying on the ground, and listened to Ren Yisheng muttering as if he were possessed. Zhang Xuezhou was at a loss.

Several voices were whispering nearby, but Ren Anran did not push their heads towards her.

Although he didn't understand the situation, everything was much better than Zhang Xuezhou had imagined.

He took several deep breaths, and the purple magical energy on his fingers began to condense.

The light of the Taiqing True Technique then enveloped his entire body.

It was only then that Zhang Xuezhou realized how serious his injuries were.

If I'm not mistaken, he must have suffered systemic damage, his body is probably mangled beyond recognition, or he may have suffered severe burns.

The feeling of weakness spread throughout his body in a short while, causing Zhang Xuezhou to quickly stop casting spells and switch to the Bigu Technique.

"How come there's spiritual energy in this sinkhole?"

The Bigu Technique was functioning much better than Zhang Xuezhou had imagined; it almost felt like another world was operating.

This is not because Zhang Xuezhou's actual fasting skills have greatly improved, but because his environment is too good.

The once barren and desolate place has been transformed into a sacred land of spiritual energy, and the Bigu Technique is rapidly repairing Zhang Xuezhou's internal weakness by drawing energy from the outside world.

He propped himself up from the ground, and saw pieces of charred skin peeling off his body, with black bruises oozing out through the new skin. His swollen body gradually returned to normal.

"I told you Brother Zhang has the Thur magic; if you can lift him up, you can all lift him up too!"

When Zhou Rihui’s boisterous voice came over, Zhang Xuezhou realized that there was almost a row of people lying on the ground, including Ren Yisheng, who was in a daze.

Those who did not reach the top of the Soul-Locking Pillar survived, while those who followed Zhang Xuezhou in the charge were severely injured.

"Can divine magic also heal the ninth...ninth sequence?"

Montespatton gasped for breath before he could finish his sentence.

Looking at Montespatton, whose appearance was still recognizable, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the other party was quite resilient and his injuries should be much lighter than his own.

"I am currently unable to penetrate the protective force guarding your body, so the healing effect is not very good!"

Zhang Xuezhou gathered his energy and spirit, and unleashed the Taiqing True Technique, with purple light and the pale yellow glow appearing on Montespatton's body constantly intertwining.

Although the Taiqing True Technique is a healing technique, it still requires physical erosion and carries a high risk of serious health consequences.

Montesbatton's physical instincts clearly rejected this kind of magic.

A powerful Taiqing True Technique, capable of healing the injuries of a seventh-order individual, was unleashed. Montesbatton's body was enveloped in a pale yellow glow, and the spell's power was reduced to a mere fraction, failing to even stop the bleeding from his wounds.

"What about the eighth sequence? Can it be used to treat the eighth sequence?"

Nagos's urgent voice rang out, and Zhang Xuezhou looked at the wounded man whose body was barely recognizable as human. "My sequence strength is insufficient; healing an eighth-sequence patient is a bit difficult!"

Shortly afterward, Zhang Xuezhou also unleashed a Taiqingzhen technique, and Nagos quickly gave up hope.

Not to mention Nagos and Chimmanhagri in the eighth sequence, Ren Yisheng was in the same situation and did not receive effective treatment even though Zhang Xuezhou regained consciousness.

The real Zhang Xuezhou is clearly quite different from his counterpart in the other world. He has never mastered the Taiqing True Technique, which has a limited range of applications.

The effects of forgetfulness experienced by Zhang Xuezhou have also spread to the real world.

If he hadn't studied the scriptures he had previously practiced in the Rong family's study, Zhang Xuezhou wouldn't even have been able to use the Taiqing True Technique.

"Zhou Rihui has been bragging for so long, but now that you're up, the injured can't be treated, and the uninjured don't need treatment. All that work has been for nothing!"

Chimon Haig muttered a complaint, followed by Chang Kong Yinghao's indignant accusation that Chimon Haig hadn't participated at all and hadn't performed well in the battle against the extraterrestrial demons.

"I'm already this old, and you still want me to risk my life... Go find a few more elderly people to risk their lives..."

Chimmon Hagrid muttered to himself, judging from his spirit and energy, he wouldn't die anytime soon.

This is not simply because Chimmon Hagrid and others have strong vitality, but because spiritual energy itself has the function of healing injuries.

If there is a sufficient supply of spiritual energy, even without healing spells, Chimmon Hagrid and others may be able to heal themselves.

Zhang Xuezhou explained several times before he could barely calm people down.

"Did you do this recently?"

Zhang Xuezhou turned to what everyone was busy with and saw a rough altar built of a huge stone.

The altar was surrounded by solemn, red-skinned undead, who stood like statues around it, as if they would only speak when the altar was in operation.

"This was completed under the guidance of that duck that was trying to survive," Ren Anran nodded. "It said that this was constructed according to Donghua's description and should be able to pull you back. The final test was successful, but it disappeared on its own!"

"Donghua?"

"Its former owner!"

Only now did Zhang Xuezhou understand the name of the extraterrestrial demon.

A name may not matter, but after years of scheming and backstabbing, if you don't even know the other person's name, things can indeed be confusing.

Where is that staff?

Zhang Xuezhou looked around at everyone.

The No. 2 sinkhole has changed drastically, and no one knows why. Zhang Xuezhou doesn't plan to study it at the moment.

A long time has passed; almost a month has gone by since they decided to kill Donghua.

Reducing physical activity, relying on spiritual energy for nourishment, drinking murky rainwater, and consuming small amounts of compressed biscuits cannot sustain life for long, especially since the construction of this altar as required must have expended a considerable amount of physical energy.

It's even possible that Ren Anran made a quick and decisive decision, which enabled her to accomplish this task.

Zhang Xuezhou stared at the altar, searching for the scepter that once belonged to Donghua.

Only by obtaining the scepter can he unleash the 'fast and slow' realms, thus enabling normal entry and exit from this place.

"The sky is azure, the earth is murky, and chaotic energy flows endlessly. Is this the world beyond the heavens?"

Ren Anran and the others had not found the scepter. Just as Zhang Xuezhou was about to walk around and search, he heard the Emperor's spirit whispering in his ear.

The Emperor lacks a physical body, but his wisdom remains.

After asking several questions, and with the Emperor pointing out several places, Zhang Xuezhou realized that the No. 2 sinkhole was somewhat similar to the scene of the Zhuang family's magic treasure covering the sky and the earth.

The magic cloth operates on a simulated basis, making it difficult to continuously deduce and change. However, in the No. 2 sinkhole, the real world is constantly cycling, presenting a scene of chaos in the ancient world.