Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 376 [376] The Corpse of the Opponent Faced in the Underworld

"The inner world can be entered by the physical body or by the consciousness. The difference between the two lies in the degree to which power is used."

"The former can unleash its full power, but the price is the threat of death." Gray Brandy's expression was extremely gloomy, his eyes reflecting the burning green candlelight in front of him, smoke swirling around the two of them. This place was an ordinary inn in a mortal kingdom within the Land of Floating Pagodas.

"If you want to kill me, this is the best opportunity. I am weaker than ever before, and I can't even leave this body." Gray Brandy's expression suddenly turned indifferent, and his tone was also very detached.

With a flicker in her eyes, Diana suppressed the urge to act, ultimately refraining from making a move, unable to hold firm to her single conviction.

Grey Brandy, or rather Andersen, glanced in one direction and, seemingly through the obstruction of the wall, from an extremely distant distance, saw a blue-robed figure rushing towards him from the depths of endless space.

Such tactics will definitely not hold him off for long.

This is a member of the World Star Council; their strength is at least that of someone who has mastered and carried the rules.

Based on his perception, the other party was only a split entity, and the main body should be at the fifth level.

However, at this moment, even a mere level two wizard could kill him. He was too weak; in order to lure the wizard away, the remaining soul power of the divided soul within this body was negligible.

The only person he could rely on was probably the woman in front of him.

Hans Christian Andersen smiled mockingly to himself. This seemingly insignificant contingency plan, which he had carefully laid out, had unexpectedly proven effective.

"Wang Yahalak, I will settle this score with you sooner or later."

A chilling killing intent flashed in Andersen's eyes. He had finally figured it out, connecting the cause and effect, and realized the key point. The source of the Void Cube could only be from the legendary era, and it was impossible to obtain it in this era. He had initially thought that the opponent's confidence came from a level three sublimated magical artifact obtained from the Deep Blue World, or some dispensable item left behind by the Great Wizard of Deep Blue.

The existence of the Void Cube gave him reason to believe that Deep Blue had left behind far more than he had anticipated in the Deep Blue Secret Realm.

This makes sense, and even leads the guys from the World Star Council to me.

"What a ruthless lad, and what a clever junior!"

For the first time, Hans Christian Andersen took King Ahalaq seriously, regarding him as an equal opponent.

Losing most of the original body's power may not necessarily be a bad thing.

Although that part of his soul power was strong, it also contained negative emotions accumulated over millions of years, as well as various mental influences and problems, which caused him to be in a state of suppression. He even lost the calmness and rationality that a wizard should have, and made many mistakes and did things that he shouldn't have done.

If given another chance, even if Wang Yahalak possessed the World Destroying Meteor Cannon, he would absolutely not be able to do the same thing again.

He, the Chaos Wizard "Andersen," will absolutely not lose!

"Let's go. Enter the inner world with our true forms. There are things I need and things you need there. Even the improvement and recovery of our strength can be completed in a short time, so we won't be in this weak and powerless state."

"The one chasing us is far stronger than I was in the Underdark. Once he finds me, you will die, I will die, and all hope will be lost." Andersen opened a strange portal, gleaming with a bright white light, its spatial depth overwhelming. His gaze, like the portal itself, was now filled with profound mystery. "The wizarding contract has been signed. There may still be conflicts and irreconcilable hatred between us, but that will be dealt with after the wizarding contract is fulfilled."

Diana snorted coldly, and the natural heavenly robes on her body emitted a bright green glow. In a trance, the presence of past nature wizards seemed to be empowering her body.

A green light enveloped Hans Christian Andersen.

As the two entered the portal, just as they were about to be engulfed by the white light, Andersen turned around. His cold eyes were filled with the absolute rationality of a wizard, and the profound light of his wisdom was far more powerful than that of the Andersen of the past.

"Wang Yahalak, young and powerful junior, you possess unexpected abilities and potential. You even foresaw that I was still alive and attempted to use the World Star Council to kill me. But you will likely be disappointed. From now on, I will take you seriously and consider you a true opponent of equal strength."

"This is truly an interesting matter. How far can you grow? When I return to settle scores with you, I hope you can surprise me anew, like the Underdark itself."

Conquering the fortress.

When Wang Ya decided to make contact with this new world, all the wizards began to mobilize, preparing and calculating everything needed for him, and discussing how to enter that world now.

It's quite difficult, and the chances of failure are extremely high.

Because the connection is one-sided, the other party's world does not have a world altar-like situation; it is a world-wide transaction or dialogue under the supervision of someone.

The World Altar simply exploited some distortions and loopholes in the other world's spacetime.

Like the evil god Gendass entering the wizarding world, it was like smuggling himself in.

They wanted to enter this unknown, extraordinary world, but their physical bodies couldn't pass through, nor could they send items; there was no stable phase-space passage.

We can abandon the forces at the real level and can only start with the forces at the illusory level.

After discussion, with Wang Ya taking the lead, the group summarized three key points.

First, using the power of the illusory realm, try to see if a powerful wizard's consciousness can use extraordinary mental strength, or even the power of spiritual faith, to smuggle itself to the other side through that connection that may be severed at any time.

Second, how to resolve the issue of reconnecting with the time-space channel after smuggling oneself into that world. Wang Ya plans to plant the Nightmare Annihilation Dream Anchor Point after entering that world and then use the characteristics of the dream world to establish contact. Under these conditions, he is the most suitable candidate.

However, planting the Anchor Point of Nightmare Annihilation is not a simple matter. It also requires taking into account the extraordinary rules and real rules of the other world. If it cannot support the existence of the wizard, then it will be a tricky matter.

Wang Ya Ruo is a level four Sun Wizard who carries the rules. His true form appears in that world. Even if the existence of wizards is not supported, he can still exist forcibly by relying on the power of the rules.

But Wang Ya was different. After crossing the border illegally, he had little power to resist the negativity of the world itself, let alone perceive the malicious intent attached to the world by outsiders.

The experience in the Deep Blue Secret Realm made many of the formal wizards present deeply understand that the world instinctively has aversion to outsiders, much like the virus or bacteria in the human body.

"The remaining world altars also need to be built to gain more opportunities for experimentation." Wang Ya sat at the head of the table, his fingers lightly tapping the table. His voice wasn't loud, but it made every wizard present take it very seriously. "This unknown extraordinary world will be our first attempt at an interdimensional invasion. If we fail, it won't be a big deal. We're not very familiar with interdimensional invasions or civilization invasions yet."

"However, the current conditions are still too harsh for us. If that world supports the existence of wizards and the outward manifestation of witchcraft, my success rate in planting the Nightmare Annihilation Anchor Point will be much higher. Otherwise, we will have to start with the power system of that extraordinary world."

The only commonality is that the existence of the dream world has commonalities, but it also has differences.

Different universes, different dream worlds, each with its own bizarre characteristics and unique dream creatures. The power of dreams should be universal; this illusory power likely has different names and manifestations in different worlds, provided that the transcendent world involves the dream world and can even observe its existence.

In that case, Wang Ya needs to be even more careful.

In unknown places, with unknown people and things, the first step is to investigate, understand the high-level power and the limits of what the natives can achieve, record it, and then attempt to implant it into the Dream Anchor Point. If successful, to allow the Conquest Fortress to enter the Bubble World, even though the Dream World itself has its own unique characteristics, the numerous rule runes and its own status define its own reality. The required Nightmare Annihilation Dream Power will be enormous.

Glug!

Blood flowed continuously, and the corpses, their faces contorted in horror, clearly died with their eyes wide open in disbelief. They were piled up in this ancient altar, and strangely, the blood and flesh were swallowed up by the black ground.

The numerous figures in this special underground space stared intently at the altar. The secrets and martial arts treasures buried by the Blood Demon Sect, which unified the entire Jiangnan martial arts world a thousand years ago, were finally about to be revealed.

The legendary "Blood Demon Art" comes from the Heavenly Realm after the void was shattered. The Blood Demon Cult Master relied on the Blood Demon Art to absorb the power of martial artists. Before he was thirty years old, he broke through the Mortal and Earth Realms and entered the Heavenly Realm, dominating the entire Jiangnan Road. He was ranked at the top of the Heavenly Realm Ranking.

Every one of them present was a veteran of the martial arts world in Jiangnan, a renowned righteous hero. Their sects had once bowed down to the Blood Demon Sect's evil power, but now they had the opportunity to destroy the Blood Demon Sect's last chance for revival.

"A thousand years ago, the Blood Demon Cult leader slaughtered the entire Jiangnan martial arts world, using the Blood Demon Pearl to absorb their blood and energy in an attempt to achieve immortality. This caused the Jiangnan martial arts world to be cut off, and our sect's secret techniques were also stolen by the Blood Demon Cult." Dressed in a black robe, his imposing figure exuded an aura of dominance. The Iron Sword Sect Master swept his cold eyes over the crowd before speaking, "Today's opportunity to destroy the remnants of the Blood Demon Cult is hard-won. Before this altar absorbs enough flesh and blood to open, we must agree on three rules."

"How about we agree on the three rules!" The Sunflower Sect Leader was slender with fair skin. He wasn't a woman, yet he had a woman's voice and figure, extremely high-pitched. He held up a delicate pinky finger, through which a few fine needles could be vaguely seen. A smile appeared on his rouge-painted face. "You wouldn't happen to think your Iron Sword Sect wants to monopolize the Blood Demon Sect's legacy, would you?"

The second master of the Sword Forging Manor, dressed in a blue robe, was a refined middle-aged man. He brandished his long sword and said coldly, "Everyone's initial goal was to obtain the missing cultivation techniques of their respective sects. As for the resources and treasures that the Blood Demon Sect hid in this ruin, I believe you all collected quite a bit when you came here."

"Beneath this altar may lie the Blood Demon Cult's martial arts lineage, as well as the martial arts lineages of our various sects. The three-point agreement is that we will only take the lineages of our respective sects. As for something like the Blood Demon Cult, it should be destroyed and should no longer exist in the world."

"Sun Xing, the Cold Moon Sword, truly lives up to his reputation as a leading figure of our righteous sect. We should establish these three rules as a matter of course. We are all from prestigious and righteous sects, so this is how it should be."

The other figures echoed this sentiment, essentially making a verbal agreement among themselves.

The Iron Sword Sect Master had a gloomy face and didn't speak, but he glanced at Xu Xing with a veiled look.

The Sunflower Sect Master chuckled unexpectedly and did not object further.

boom!

The entire altar was trembling, the underground ruins were shaking, a lot of dust was everywhere, and even some rubble was falling from the ceiling. If it collapsed, even if they were extremely powerful, they would die here.

The group of martial arts masters couldn't help but feel terrified. This was a thousand meters below; perhaps only a Heavenly Realm expert could survive.

"These corpses and flesh are probably not enough to break the seal on the altar, so I grabbed some more."

A figure in a green robe used his inner energy to bind and control a dozen or so ordinary people dressed in hemp clothes. There were men and women, young and old, all with expressions of terror on their faces. They wanted to scream but were suppressed by a force and could not speak.

"You, Poison King Sect Master, are truly thoughtful." The Sunflower Sect Master pointed his long, narrow finger at everyone present and sneered, "None of the righteous sects are willing to do this dirty and tiring work. It's the Poison King Sect Master who is decisive."

Sun Xing, wielding the Cold Moon Sword, snorted coldly.

As these people were driven onto the altar, a powerful suction force instantly pulled them there, constantly draining their life essence and vitality, quickly turning them into skin-and-bones dried corpses who collapsed into pools of blood.

This bizarre scene made even the Poison King Sect Master, a being who had spent his entire life with poison, shrink his pupils in surprise.

The Blood Demon Sect is indeed strange. Could there be a Blood Demon Pearl down there that can enhance one's power?

Having obtained it, and with the Blood Demon Technique, could I also become a Heavenly Gate expert?

Greed suddenly arose, and their breathing became slightly heavier. Everyone stared intently at the altar, unaware that beneath it lay a black coffin, into which a large amount of blood and flesh essence was continuously being poured. Faintly, the sound of a heart beating could be heard, incredibly powerful, and growing louder and louder.

Click!

A crack appeared, and the blood-red light shone out, illuminating the entire vast ruin space. Blood and corpses mixed together and fell into it. The black coffin, bound by black iron chains, was pulled vertically up by some kind of mechanism.

Beside the coffin were various divine weapons and artifacts, which emitted a faint glow. The murals were also decorated with tiny characters and exquisite patterns.

"Those are the inherited techniques that all our sects lack, as well as the tokens of the former sect leader and the inherited divine weapon."

Everyone's eyes turned red instantly, their bodies filled with true energy, and numerous cracks appeared on the stone slabs beneath their feet. Earthly Realm experts, protected by true energy, possess strength reaching thousands or even tens of thousands of jin; when their true energy is released, powerful individuals can kill silently from a hundred meters away.

"Did you hear anything?" The Sunflower Sect Master's shrill voice suddenly rang out.

"There really is one, a heartbeat. What a joke to be inside a coffin! Did the Blood Demon Cult really grant him immortality? A figure from over a thousand years ago, still alive." The Iron Sword Sect Master's face showed astonishment, and at the same time, he felt fear and apprehension towards the coffin.

"Over a thousand years have passed, and even the finest swords have turned to ashes. I don't believe he's still alive, that he's playing tricks. If he's alive, I'll kill him again to avenge our ancestors."

The leader of the Shennong Gang was a burly man standing three meters tall, with a booming voice like an ancient bell. His eyes gleamed with ferocity as he grabbed a large iron hammer and smashed it down on the coffin.

boom!

The clash of metal, accompanied by the reflection of blood, saw torrents of blood splatter from the shattered coffin. The terrifying true energy directly blasted the Shennong Gang Leader into a bloody mist, and even the giant iron hammer was reduced to fragments.

The crowd looked as if they had seen a ghost, then used their inner energy to protect themselves from the blood that splattered like hidden weapons.

Yet, several people were still killed by the blood that pierced through their true energy.

"What a joke! Could it be that the Blood Demon Cult Master is really alive?" The Sunflower Sect Master's face turned green.

"That's right, I'm alive again. I, Xu Tianzheng, am alive again. My idea was not wrong. There are still realms above the Heavenly Gate. The Shattered Void exists, and the Upper Realm also exists. The combination of the Blood Demon Technique and the Blood Demon Pearl can indeed make me immortal and grant me a trace of the power above the Heavenly Gate."

The blood-red figure, its features obscured, hovered in mid-air, its aura causing the entire ruins to tremble and scatter debris. The leaders and clan chiefs of prestigious sects wore expressions of terror.

The Heavenly Gate, this is the might of the Heavenly Gate!!

The Blood Demon Cult Leader is really alive! He's lived a second life!!

However, neither the Blood Demon Lord nor anyone else noticed that a corpse in the blood, a person who should have died, a skeleton with skin and bones, had a pair of black eyes open, its indifferent gaze watching everything.

P.S.: The next chapter will be at 2 PM, around 5,000 words. I fell asleep this afternoon and slept until 10:30 PM, which is ridiculous.

(End of this chapter)