Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 387 [387] The Invasion Begins, After the World Core Ascends

Beneath the ghostly mask, the old man's aged face was filled with shock, but his eyes also held a hint of excitement.

The feeling is that the essence of the suspected Blood Demon Pearl has become even stronger. If it was like a burning torch before, it has now become a burning bonfire, enough to burn the entire Four Directions Ancient Building into a raging sea of ​​fire.

"Such terrifying essence and energy, if I were to absorb it all, not only would advancing to the Heavenly Gate be possible, but even becoming stronger wouldn't be out of the question."

He also knew the Blood Demon Technique, and had even studied it to an extremely profound level, so he understood what the current energy represented.

The old man with the ghostly face immediately turned red, muttering to himself, "Sanhe City is indeed my place of opportunity. The Heavenly Gate Realm is right in front of me. I can ascend to the heavens in one step, and the Blood Demon Pearl will surely be mine."

He coldly surveyed the figures behind him who were far ahead of him. Even the Sword King couldn't catch up with him. In terms of martial arts skills, he was the strongest among those present.

"Whoever is behind this, you are seriously underestimating the heroes of the world."

The Blood Demon Pearl is genuine, and that's enough. Since they want to lure them to the Four Directions Ancient Tower, the Ghost-Faced Old Man sneered. Then let the person behind the scenes see the true value of being in the top five of the Earth Ranking.

Whether or not the Blood Demon Lord is behind it, it doesn't matter anymore.

Heaven's Gate!!

He was just one step away.

Moreover, they already possessed the ability to fight against those at the Heavenly Gate Realm.

"An old relic from a thousand years ago, still trying to set up a scheme? Aren't they afraid of breaking their own teeth?"

He knew the details of the Blood Demon Technique very well. Even if the Blood Demon Cult Leader was still alive, his strength must have been reduced to less than one-tenth of what it was, and he would need the essence and true energy of a martial artist to recover.

With a light tap of his feet, the old man with the ghostly face transformed into a phantom and sped towards the ancient building in all directions, increasing his speed by another level and leaving the others far behind.

There's only one bait, and he wants to catch fish with a net, but he's a real dragon, so the net will only break and the bait will be swallowed.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed past the old man with the ghost mask. He stared wide-eyed and subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

Is it just my imagination?!

Another shadow passed by him and flew into the Four Directions Ancient Building with incredible speed.

It's not an illusion, it's real!

The old man with the ghost mask stared wide-eyed. He could only vaguely make out the clothes of the two people. One was wearing a purple robe and an iron mask on his face, while the other was dressed as a beggar. He seemed to remember them; they were one of the group of Earthly Realm martial artists who followed him around eating dust.

"Young man, I'll lend you my shoulder."

A clear, deep voice rang out, and the old man with the ghost mask was immediately terrified. He hadn't noticed at all when the voice had appeared after he spoke.

To call him a young man when he's over sixty years old? He's always the one calling others young! A flash of anger crossed the old man's face. Just as he was about to turn around to see who it was, a heavy weight was applied to his shoulder. A figure in a scholar's robe, with a beard trailing down to his chest, appeared. His body was enveloped in ink-colored true energy that transformed into streaks of light that merged into the void, as if he were walking on the wind. Using the old man's strength, he transformed into a cloud of ink-colored energy and merged into the ancient building. This was a visual illusion created by extreme speed.

"You have too much malevolent energy. You should read some classic ancient books to reduce it, which will be of great benefit to you."

The sound gradually subsided, and the old man with the ghost face looked extremely ugly. The ancient building was right in front of him, but he stopped, his eyes filled with uncertain emotions.

There's absolutely no mistake, these three guys are all veterans on the Heavenly Ranking.

The Evil King 'Pei Qinzhi'.

The beggar's head is named "Hong Chang".

The scholar-sword master, Qi Chunfeng.

Qi Chunfeng has lived for at least seven or eight hundred years, he is an old man. Many people say that he is about to die, but he has never died.

In terms of seniority and status in the martial arts world, he really could only be considered a young man in front of Qi Chunfeng, that old man.

The old man with the ghostly face had a gloomy look in his eyes. How could he not understand that these three old men had been hiding among the Earthly Realm martial artists, waiting for an opportunity to make their move, and they were definitely eyeing the Blood Demon Pearl.

Could he possibly defeat three renowned martial artists from the Heavenly Gate?

The answer is no, the gap is too big. In ordinary trials, against those without deep foundations, he could still put up a fight and put up a fight.

These three all came from top sects in the southern martial arts world, and were outrageously strong.

If he tries to rob it, he'll be beaten to death.

Not reconciled!

The old man with the ghostly face contorted in a ferocious expression. He glanced back at the numerous figures that were now only a hundred or two meters away, gripped the ghostly mask on his face with his right hand, gritted his teeth, and strode into the Four Directions Ancient Building.

In an instant, a deep-seated sense of panic made his eyes widen, and his body trembled. In the dim light, ribbons of blood-red mist flowed like veins, clinging to the walls and ceiling. Black mist mixed with blood-red mist, forming a hazy, ethereal atmosphere. In the center of the dreamlike ancient building, a bright, pulsating blood-red bead, like a beating heart, was reflected in his pupils.

His eyes were fixed on the bead, nothing else mattered.

"Blood Demon Orb!"

"Isn't it beautiful? It contains the code to extraordinary genes. As long as you swallow it, you can unlock your physical potential, open the gates of heaven, and even become stronger. As long as there is a continuous infusion of essence, blood, flesh, and true energy, and after assimilation, the improvement it can bring will be as great as your ambition."

The voice seemed to possess a magical power, drawing the old man's gaze away from the allure of the Blood Demon Pearl and instead focusing it on the white-robed figure beside him.

The owner of the voice was bathed in blood-red light. Even though he was right next to the old man, the face of the ghost was still unclear. Only a pair of black eyes, deep and profound, seemed to swallow the darkness of the entire world.

"Do you want it?"

"I...I..." The masked old man stammered, his pupils reflecting the ever-approaching blood-red light.

Three human skins wrapped in robes floated in mid-air, their inner contents reduced to nothingness. The crimson tentacles from the Blood Demon Pearl pierced into them, absorbing and devouring everything.

The old man with the ghostly face was filled with fear, his body trembling. They were dead. Three powerful experts from the Heavenly Gate had died just like that. In just a few breaths, without even making a sound, they had been devoured and reduced to a mere human skin.

"Your heart tells me that you want the Blood Demon Orb, and you want to advance to the Heavenly Gate."

The white-robed, dark-eyed figure stretched out his hand, and the Blood Demon Pearl landed in his palm from mid-air. A sinister smile appeared on his lips. "I can grant you any wish, but in return..."

A group of martial artists arrived at the Four Directions Ancient Tower. Just as they were about to rush in, the door creaked open, and a hunched figure wearing a ghost mask walked out.

Everyone was stunned and stared at him. The Blade King, with the most fiery temper, directly questioned, "Ghost-faced old man, what's the situation inside? Has the Blood Demon Pearl fallen into your hands? Why is it so quiet?"

As he spoke, the Knife King, sword in hand, prepared to pass right past the Ghost-Faced Old Man and enter the Four Directions Ancient Tower.

A terrifying surge of true energy erupted from the old man with the ghostly face, gathering in his right palm. It seemed as if he controlled the surrounding world, with howling winds and crashing air currents. This palm strike shattered the greatsword that the Sword King had barely managed to hold upright into pieces.

boom!

The remaining power poured into his chest, instantly shattering his protective aura, and his flying figure tumbled to the side of the street.

"Heavenly Gate Realm? Impossible! You actually entered the Heavenly Gate Realm!" The Sword King, coughing up blood and kneeling on the ground, looked as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes were fixed on the old man with the ghost face.

The latter wore a ghost mask, making it impossible to discern any expression.

Everyone looked horrified and shocked.

"The old man with the ghost face has reached the Heavenly Realm? Are you kidding me? Wasn't he supposed to be at the third level of the Earthly Realm? How could he have broken through in such a short time?"

"Such an aura, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth, can only be achieved by a martial artist at the Heavenly Gate Realm."

"Old man with the ghost face, is the Blood Demon Pearl really that magical that it allowed you to break through the Heavenly Gate in such a short time?"

"That's right, I became a Heavenly Gate expert with the help of the Sect Master. The Sect Master is omnipotent and can even transfer his power to help you break through your strength realm." The old man with the ghost face said something astonishing, and the top experts such as Meng Bo with Dragon Fire Hand and Zhu San with Blood River Sword became suspicious and uncertain.

"The cult leader?"

"The sect leader comes from heaven, a celestial being from the upper realm. He killed Xu Tianzheng, retrieved the Blood Demon Pearl, a supreme treasure of the upper realm, and founded the Devouring Heaven Sect." The old man with the ghost mask removed his mask, revealing a handsome young man's face, which was filled with fanaticism and excitement. "As long as you join the Devouring Heaven Sect, you can receive the sect leader's teachings. To join the Devouring Heaven Sect, you need to submit a cultivation technique. You can submit other cultivation techniques later, and you will receive the corresponding level of teachings according to their grade."

"I handed over all my knowledge to the leader, who then helped me break through the heavenly barrier and gave me the power to stay young forever."

The Angry Monk sneered, "Celestial beings? You speak as if you're from a storybook. Old Ghost-Faced Man, have you gone mad?"

"I'd rather believe you obtained the Blood Demon Orb."

The expressions on everyone's faces became subtle.

The old man with the ghostly face also sneered, "If you don't believe me, you can come into this ancient building and take a look."

"Alright, let me see what secrets these ancient sites might hold."

Dressed in white, the Unmarked Young Master opened his folding fan, used his lightness skill to disappear into the ancient building, and the door slammed shut.

Everyone looked surprised, then became expectant.

After seven or eight breaths.

boom!

An incredibly terrifying surge of true energy erupted from the main entrance. The Young Master Wuhen, who had advanced to the Heavenly Gate, stepped out, his face also filled with excitement. "I've advanced to the Heavenly Gate! The Sect Leader is indeed a celestial being. Only a celestial being can accomplish such a thing."

The expressions of the many martial artists present changed instantly. One instance might be fake, but Young Master Wuhen and the others had personally witnessed the entry, and the change in strength was real. There truly was a Celestial Being from the Upper Realm, and this was their opportunity!

The wrathful monk's eyes darted around, and without any warning, he pushed aside the martial artists and entered the Four Directions Ancient Tower first.

Ten breaths later, a powerful aura emanated from the opened door, causing many martial artists to retreat in unison, their faces filled with fanaticism and excitement.

Only one thought occupied his mind: to join the Devouring Heaven Cult!

"The Devouring Heaven Immortal possesses boundless magical power and extraordinary abilities, and has unified the world."

"The Devouring Heaven Immortal possesses boundless magical power and extraordinary abilities, and has unified the world."

Shouts rose and fell, creating a wave of sound that soared into the sky.

At this moment, Wang Ya's consciousness was in another perspective, and his powerful extraordinary mental strength had reached 300% of the required level.

He saw the reality of the martial arts world, and he also saw the hidden dream world.

Ten years ago, during the Blood Demon Pearl incident, he founded the Devouring Heaven Sect. He used the Blood Demon Pearl to absorb the essence and true energy of martial artists at the Heavenly Gate level, and then bestowed it upon the martial artists who joined the Devouring Heaven Sect to enhance their strength through the transfer of power.

What Wang Ya gained were numerous martial arts manuals, and this extraordinary knowledge would become the resources for the Eye of Truth.

Of course, what is given will eventually be received. Relying on his power transmission, the Heavenly Gate Food produced, after completing their corresponding tasks, all the essence and true energy returned to the Blood Demon Pearl.

The spiritual consciousness and soul of the Heavenly Gate Realm then became a part of Wang Ya's 300% level.

The world of martial arts held almost no secrets for him.

He is now the number one in the world, the undisputed number one.

They harvested a vast amount of martial arts manuals and absorbed the nutrients from the fruits of the entire martial arts civilization.

He also knew the secrets of the upper realm that shattered the void. It was a world called the Great Wilderness. There were many small worlds similar to the martial arts world. Martial arts practitioners who could shatter the void were called Ascended in that powerful civilized world.

Wang Ya didn't know what secrets existed in the ascended civilization world. From the information transmitted down from the upper realm, he could only glean fragmented information such as the strength of the alien races, the weakness of the human race, and the twelve main gods of light and darkness.

However, the martial arts world has broken away from the connection with the ascended civilization world and is now in the vast void, having become a single small world.

There is no longer any so-called upper realm, and the shattering of the void has become a thing of the past. This is something we learned through the dream world of the martial arts world.

Buzz!

With the establishment of the Dream Anchor Point, this somewhat desolate and barren dream world, which had not changed much, began to ripple with distorted colors, like a multicolored river, and the entire dream world became like this.

Space was folded and distorted, white and black lines intertwined, and paint splattered everywhere—a highly polluted environment. Even the wizard's consciousness felt terrified in this dream world.

Finally, a huge black and white tree phantom appeared in this dream world. Following the connection of the anchor point, the bubble world successfully connected with this dream world to form a single point.

As the vast amount of Nightmare Annihilation Dream Power was consumed beneath the surface of the Bubble World, the blurry figure of the Conquest Fortress gradually appeared in the dream world of the Martial World.

The invasion began.

A land of frost and snow.

Within the fortress of conquest, numerous formal and apprentice wizards were eager to prepare, as the first world invasion held great significance for their desire to conquer.

P.S.: I can't continue writing the martial arts side story; I just don't have the motivation. Sigh. Next chapter will start a new chapter.

Ascending to the civilized world can be understood as paying homage after ascending to the heavens, ahem.

(End of this chapter)